Yihongyuan is in a mess.
Qu Donger immediately stood up to check the wounds on Lu Qing's face. His eyebrows were twisted like caterpillars, and he shouted: "They are all bleeding!"
Apart from being stunned at first, Ji Mingzhu immediately resumed her arrogant and domineering attitude. When she heard Qu Donger making such a fuss, she was dissatisfied: "How big of a hole could there be? Didn't she avoid it?"
Qu Donger was a little angry. He pulled Lu Qing's arm and muttered in a moderate voice: "This is your face. Any injury on your face is a big deal."
Lu Qing stared at Ji Mingzhu coldly without speaking.
Ji Mingzhu rolled her eyes away with a guilty conscience: "Okay, let's ask the doctor to come and see her at the head office, right? That's pretentious!"
Ning Huayue felt happy in her heart, and only then did she remember to come forward to seek justice: "Concubine Ji is too angry, isn't she? Concubine Wei is not a maid in your courtyard. She can be beaten and scolded by you. You love to dress up the most, so you won't Know how important appearance is to a woman.”
As she said that, she paused and turned to Lu Qing: "But Concubine Wei's injury doesn't look serious. We are all sisters. Can Concubine Ji just apologize to you and let this matter be over?"
I have to say that Ning Huayue does have a knack for being disgusting.
Lu Qing gently wiped away the blood stains flowing to her cheeks with a handkerchief. The wound was burning with pain. She looked at the bright red blood stains on the handkerchief, clasped the handkerchief in her hand, and smiled: "The princess said so, why don't I agree? Aren't you ignorant? In that case, Concubine Ji can just make amends with me sincerely."
She expected that Ji Mingzhu would be embarrassed and said this deliberately.
As expected, Ji Mingzhu refused and shouted loudly: "She has committed the following crimes. I just taught her a lesson. Why should I apologize?"
Ning Huayue was embarrassed: "This..."
This, this, this, couldn't go on for most of the day. When I saw her, she didn't want to mediate, she just wanted to make peace inside.
"In my opinion, this matter cannot be blamed on Concubine Wei." Chen Qingzi sat on the chair and smiled apologetically at Ning Huayue, "Since the princess can't think of a choice at the moment, I am also afraid of hurting my sisters because of this matter. If you don’t care about our feelings, why not listen to my advice?”
Ning Huayue frowned: "Concubine Chen is on Concubine Wei's side?"
"It's not about taking someone's side, it's about standing on the right side." Chen Qingzi was much more courageous than Ning Huayue when making decisions, "Concubine Ji attacked Concubine Wei and hurt Concubine Wei's face. Just this matter , you should apologize. Otherwise, if the sisters in our backyard have a quarrel or something like that in the future, won’t the people below follow our example?"
Ning Huayue nodded vaguely: "Concubine Chen is right."
Ji Mingzhu was stood up, and her temper could not be suppressed: "Apologise? Don't even think about it!"
She took her maid with her and rushed out of Yihongyuan, past Lu Qing, leaving the room full of people behind.
Chen Qingzi looked at Ji Mingzhu's back intently, and asked quietly: "In the opinion of the princess, what should we do next? Concubine Wei's injuries are still here, so we can't just pretend that nothing happened, right?"
"Concubine Ji's temper..." Ning Huayue sighed vaguely, "Concubine Wei, please go down and take care of your face first. It will be bad if there are scars. As for Concubine Ji, I'll see if I can talk to her. Let’s discuss it carefully.”
Chen Qingzi was such a gentle person that she almost laughed out of anger.
Lu Qing knelt down and saluted with a warm smile: "The princess is generous and sensible. I am grateful."
Originally she only remembered Ji Mingzhu's hatred, but now it seems that she can't even count Ning Huayue.
**
In Jinshiyuan, Lu Qing raised her face and asked Ji Qin to deal with the wounds on her face.
Mandong stood aside and watched helplessly, frowning and hissing as if it hurt her face.
The wound was not deep, but it was a long one that was visible from the front and was very conspicuous.
Lu Qing looked around in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but smile when she caught a glimpse of Ji Qin and Man Dong's worried expressions: "It's okay, didn't Dr. Jiang say that if you apply the ointment well, there won't be scars? Don't do this. "
Man Dong pouted: "Concubine Ji is going too far!"
Ji Qin added calmly: "The princess is unfair too."
Mandong pondered deeply: "You can't just suffer in silence, we have to think of a way!"
Lu Qing was amused: "Is it possible that you still want to attack Concubine Ji? Give her a slap on the face too?"
Man Dong was dissatisfied: "Concubine Ji obviously values appearance the most. When does she go out without dressing up carefully? She did it on purpose. What she wants to smash today is not the tea cup, but something else. Your face..."
Ji Mingzhu wished Lu Qing could be disfigured. Lu Qing's back still felt cold when she recalled the cruelty.
She said noncommittally: "Yes, she did it on purpose."
However, Ji Mingzhu was arrogant and not only refused to apologize, but also made sarcastic remarks.
"The account has been recorded, let me think about how to get it back." Lu Qing frowned, fearing that the injury on her face would scare Brother Lan, she said, "Find me a veil."
After putting on the veil, Lu Qing asked Wu Shuang to bring Brother Lan in.
Ever since Luqing taught Brother Lan to call him "Mother", he stopped calling him "Mother".
"Kiss!" As soon as the high-pitched little voice sounded, Lu Qing's eyebrows softened.
"Brother Lan, my mother misses you so much!"
As soon as she hugged the soft little dumpling, Lu Qing couldn't help but get close to her. She leaned over and kissed Brother Lan's cheek twice, feeling extremely loving: "Do you want to kiss me?"
"Think!" Lange'er replied loudly, and then curiously pulled Lu Qing's veil.
Lu Qing escaped with a smile, picked up a handkerchief and used it as a veil to wrap around Lan Ge'er's face. Lan Ge'er thought Lu Qing was playing a game with him, so he kept still and giggled happily.
After dinner, it was dark, and Yan Fuguang usually stopped setting foot in the backyard at this time.
Lu Qing took a bath early and went to bed. Suddenly she became interested and took out all the jewelry on her dressing table and placed them on the bed to admire.
As soon as Yan Fuguang came in, he saw her sitting on the bed with her back to him, mumbling and counting.
"One, two, three...fifteen, sixteen..."
"What are you counting?"
He suddenly made a sound, which startled Lu Qing.
Turning around, he saw that he was still wearing court clothes, and the material was stained with fine raindrops.
"Your Majesty, are you the only one to do this?" Lu Qing quickly put on her embroidered shoes and went down to help him undress.
When she came to him, Yan Fuguang discovered the injury on her face.
After she took off her coat, Yan Fuguang held her chin with his hand and looked at her carefully. His voice was as cold as ever: "What's going on on your face?"
Lu Qing paused and took a shower without wearing a veil. The ointment had taken effect and the pain was gone, so she temporarily forgot about it.
When Yan Fuguang mentioned it, she lowered her head and hooked the slit in his clothes, saying vaguely: "It's okay..."
What's wrong with such a long wound?
Yan Fuguang said coolly: "Did you throw it yourself? Or was it the newly researched makeup?"
Lu Qing: "..."
It is unusual for a dignified King of Jin to be sarcastic.
