In Prince Ling's Mansion, it was obviously a happy day, but there was something strange and disturbing about everything.
Su Qingyu was sitting on the bed dressed in wedding clothes. She was stunned for a moment when she looked at the red curtain, red silk cloth, red candles and the big red word "happy" in front of her.
The almost excruciating coughs next door soon brought her back to consciousness.
"Caiwei, you said that your girl was killed when I made her happy, will she be buried with her?"
Caiwei wiped away her tears and seemed a little scared: "But girl, you shouldn't be the one who should be married to Prince Ling's Mansion to celebrate the wedding. You were tricked by the madam and the second lady!"
"Yes, they asked Su Qingxue to marry Prince An and become Princess An, which is envied by everyone. But they asked me to replace Su Qingxue to give birth to Prince Ling Chongxi, who was about to die soon. They did a terrible job for them."
Su Qingyu did not expect that the all-powerful military medic warrior of her own special force would travel through time one day, and even wear the body of the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion with the same name.
The original owner, Su Qingyu, has been tortured and treated harshly by her stepmother since her mother passed away. She also contracted a strange disease inexplicably and was rejected by her father.
This strange disease is neither painful nor itchy, but it makes the entire right half of the body appear purple-black, making it extremely ugly. Because of this, it is said to be an ominous hermaphrodite. Everyone in the Hou Mansion wanted to spit when they saw her, as if this was the only way to avoid being affected by the bad luck of her disaster star.
The Marquis of Pingchang saw that the current emperor wanted to break off the engagement but could not, so he took advantage of the situation and staged the drama of marriage exchange.
The original owner was timid and timid, and he knew that he was disfigured and unworthy of Prince An, but he did not want to marry Prince Ling because of this. What if I really have a calamity star constitution, wouldn't I be harming others?
What's more, she just found out that her mother did not die of illness at all, and the matter has not been found out yet. How can she leave the Hou Mansion?
But she was too young after all, so she was easily drugged down by Mrs. Liu and forced into the sedan chair.
Su Qingyu sighed, feeling sorry for the kind and pitiful original owner who bravely resisted for the first time, but lost his life because of it.
She stretched out her right hand and lifted up her sleeve. Sure enough, her entire arm and palm were black and purple.
When she came to the bronze mirror, she saw that the entire right half of her face was purple-black in the mirror. Su Qingyu, who had seen many difficult and complicated diseases, took a deep breath.
With a body that is half white and half black, it is no wonder that some people are maliciously called 'hermaphrodites'.
A rich career told her that this was not a strange disease at all, but that it was most likely poisoned by someone.
It's a pity that she doesn't have the equipment now and can't detect it with blood at all.
"Girl, how about we run away! Prince Ling is already terminally ill, and we can't really let you bury him with him!" From the mirror, Su Qingyu could see Caiwei's worry.
And because of Caiwei's words, her heart suddenly felt an emotion that she couldn't control.
Uneasy, and unwilling.
Su Qingyu raised her hand and gently placed it on her heart, and murmured: "Don't worry, I won't run away. Now that I have become you, I will definitely avenge you and accomplish everything you want to accomplish."
As soon as she finished speaking, her heart returned to calm.
Caiwei was puzzled: "Girl, what did you say?"
Su Qingyu smiled calmly: "I said, since I have married into Prince Ling's Mansion, I have no way out. What I should do now is to see Prince Ling who is seriously ill."
By the way, let's see if we can let him live longer, at least don't let her be dragged to the burial because of the word 'disaster'.
As the master and servant were preparing to go out, they heard the chatter passing by the door.
"The unexpected marriage actually made the prince's condition worse. The disaster for Pingchang Hou Mansion is really terrible!"
"That's right! Our prince is kind-hearted and his condition has been quite stable. Why did she get sick as soon as she arrived? This new princess is not a disaster star. She is simply a brat in front of the Palace of Hell!"
Su Qingyu opened the door and wanted to call someone to ask about the situation, but there was still a maid at the door of the courtyard.
However, the heart-rending coughs in the yard next door became clearer, making her feel worried.
Following the sound, the master and servant came to Ting Yuxuan's door.
"who!"
Qingfeng, who was guarding the door, suddenly pulled out his sword, and the tip of the sword flew towards the shadow at the door.
When the tip of the sword was almost in front of the person, he turned the sword away and took it back, scaring Caiwei so much that she almost screamed.
Wearing a wedding dress, black and white occupy half of a face. Even if he has never seen Su Qingyu, Qingfeng can easily guess that this is their disaster star princess.
But isn't she about to die?
"Can I go in and see the prince?"
Su Qingyu originally wanted to say that she had a way to relieve Lu Yuncheng's cough, but after thinking about it, she realized that she had no medicine or medical equipment, so she had no choice but to change her words.
"Princess, please come back. I will see you when the master gets better."
Qingfeng looked at the person in front of him. Let alone letting her in, he would be polite if he didn't kill her.
"Cough cough cough..."
There was a long coughing sound in the room, as if the man was about to cough up his entire lungs, which made people's hearts skip a beat.
The whole courtyard suddenly became quiet, except for the sound of coughing. Everyone was afraid that their voice would interrupt the cough of the person in the room and kill him.
Qingfeng's eyes looked at Su Qingyu with more and more murderous intent.
It is indeed a disaster! As soon as she arrived, the master's condition immediately became more serious.
After a long time, the room finally became quiet.
A warm but weak voice came from inside: "Qingfeng, let her in."
Su Qingyu could tell that the guard named Qingfeng was very unwilling and even wanted to kill her. But in the end, he reluctantly made room for her to enter.
But Caiwei was blocked outside.
As soon as the door was opened, Su Qingyu couldn't help but frown due to the smell of medicine.
Half lying on the bed was a man with a thin and fair face. His serious illness seemed to have caused him to lose the radiance he should have had in his twenties. The blood-stained veil on his hand was incompatible with the plain curtains and quilt.
Seeing her come in, everyone looked frightened because of her appearance. On the other hand, Lu Yuncheng, who was lying on the bed, always looked calm, as if he didn't feel disgusted at all.
"The king is ill and has neglected the princess. I hope the princess will not take offense...cough cough cough..."
Before Lu Yuncheng finished speaking, he coughed again.
A group of people, slapping people on the back and delivering medicine, completely surrounded the place in front of the bed. Su Qingyu was so anxious that she wanted to go up and pull everyone away.
However, Qingfeng blocked it with his sword.
"He's vomiting blood again! Your Majesty is vomiting blood again! Doctor Xuanyuan, please think of a solution quickly!"
The old man with white hair and long beard shook his head repeatedly: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the oil has run out. It's not easy to survive with tuberculosis until now, and there is nothing that can be done for the old man. Now I can only place my hope on Miss Mingyue, hoping that the Nine Revolutions can be restored in time. Bring the grass back.”
"He can still be saved!"
