Ji Wanrong listened, holding the gauze in one hand and the white porcelain bottle in the other, and suddenly left the space.
When she opened her eyes again, all she saw was Jian Qing's enlarged face, filled with a smile.
When she saw that Ji Wanrong was awake, she couldn't help but laugh twice.
"Miss, when I think that the prince is about to die, miss, you can go and treat the prince and make great achievements, so you don't have to be grounded anymore! Those villains outside the house must regret it to death, and I will be so happy!"
Ji Wanrong also laughed: "What makes you happy is that you made them regret it, didn't you get to eat?"
"Now go out quickly and take the initiative to treat the prince!"
Ji Wanrong raised his eyebrows after hearing this, and said in a graceful tone: "Mo Jiecheng doesn't want me to treat him, Zhong Jinge doesn't trust my medical skills, how can I rush to treat people?" of?"
After she said this, she fiddled with the white porcelain bottle in her hand.
Ji Wanrong cut the silk cloth into the shape of a human face, then fully soaked it in potion. Ji Wanrong put this simple mask on his face.
She did not waste the remaining potion, but applied it on her neck.
This potion can not only detoxify, but also make people look better than before.
I feel that the skin on my face suddenly becomes light and transparent. It seems that under the action of the medicine, all the dirt has been absorbed and the pores have opened.
Ji Wanrong squinted her eyes in comfort and almost fell asleep leaning on the soft couch.
Jian Qing was originally a little anxious and a little nervous.
But she looked at Ji Wanrong's contented face. The white cloth covering his face seemed to have absorbed some dirt and gradually turned black. The skin on Ji Wanrong's neck also gradually became moist and fair.
Jian Qing's eyes widened in surprise.
I don’t know how long it took, but there was another noise outside, like the sound of the door being opened and many people walking in in a hurry.
"Is Ji Wanrong in the house? Where is she?"
The servants in the yard were making noisy noises, because they all thought that their ugly princess had offended the nobleman again, and now the nobleman came to investigate.
Huang Er, who had a deer-headed and rat-eyed man, was extremely grateful for the choice he had just made, and he was even more proud at this moment.
Ji Wanrong was disturbed by the noisy noise outside, and woke up from his sleep with a jolt.
She frowned, feeling that the mask on her face had absorbed the poison, and then pulled off the mask.
Jian Qing looked at the stunning face that suddenly appeared in front of him and couldn't help but exclaimed.
The woman's skin in front of her was as white as moist white jade.
The eyes are bright, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, the nose is three-dimensional and exquisite, and underneath is a pair of moist and bright red lips.
Bright and charming, with a charming smile, she is also like a charming banshee.
"Miss! You are so... so beautiful..."
Seeing Qingzhi staring at her blankly, he swallowed, his eyes never moving away from Ji Wanrong's face.
Ji Wanrong couldn't help but smile: "My face was just corroded by poison before. Now this is just the first course of treatment. After three courses of treatment, my appearance will be completely restored."
The original appearance looked ordinary in the past, but it was because she deliberately pretended to be ugly and was later disfigured by poison.
Her normal face looks exactly like her modern face.
Jian Qing nodded blankly.
It only looks like this after one course of treatment. How will it look like after three courses of treatment?
The urging and knocking outside the door continued: "Ji Wanrong, Ji Wanrong, why did you lock the door? Ji Wanrong, are you in there?"
Zhong Jinge's urgent voice made Ji Wanrong's head buzz. She wiped her face and neck with a wet handkerchief, and asked Jian Qing to find a veil for her.
The skin being treated was fragile and could not be exposed to light, so she had to wear a veil.
After Ji Wanrong put on the veil, she slowly ran over and opened the door.
As soon as she opened the door, she saw the anxious Zhong Jinge stumbled and ran into Ji Wanrong's house.
The servants outside the house had their hands on their hips, ready to watch the ugly princess' show.
There was a fire outside the house. Ji Wanrong followed the firelight and looked at Zhong Jinge's face, only to find that he no longer had the suaveness of the evening.
His bun was messy, his priceless jade crown was nowhere to be found, and his body was covered in blood, making him look miserable.
"I was grounded in the house by Mo Jiecheng. If I don't stay in the house, where will I go?" Ji Wanrong raised her eyebrows at him.
"Ah, I finally found you!"
Zhong Jinge got up from the ground, speaking in a panic and confused manner, as if he had not yet recovered from the assassination.
"You really hit the mark! Jie Cheng and I were actually assassinated while riding in a carriage! But because of your words, Jie Cheng took some precautions and protected me, but he himself was seriously injured."
Ji Wanrong folded his hands on his chest and just listened but did not speak.
"Jie Cheng is dying now, go and treat him quickly!" Zhong Jinge stamped his feet with a frown on his face, grabbed Ji Wanrong's wrist, and planned to take her out.
The noble Prince Zhong actually begged this ugly princess who had just been grounded to heal the prince?
The servants watching from the outside almost dropped their jaws in shock.
But Ji Wanrong did not move, and her tone was as usual: "Didn't you call Dr. Sun and Dr. Liu? I'm still grounded, and my medical skills are not very good. Who would want to seek treatment from me?"
When Zhong Jinge heard this, his eyes flickered.
"Mr. Sun and Dr. Liu have already arrived, but they said that they are your apprentices and you are their master. They must go!"
When Ji Wanrong heard this, her straight face softened for a moment, and the corners of her mouth twitched sharply.
Why did those two old men recognize their master so randomly? She has never recognized either of them as her apprentices.
Zhong Jinge now understood Ji Wanrong's attitude and knew that Ji Wanrong was still angry about what happened before.
At this moment, she is wearing a veil. Isn't it because of her own ridicule and her inferiority in her ugly appearance?
Zhong Jinge wished he could slap himself in the face at that time.
He groaned and stamped his feet anxiously: "Auntie, I was wrong. I'll apologize to you, okay? It was my lack of heart that made me say that."
"Jiecheng will not ground you anymore! If anyone makes things difficult for you in the future, I will be the first to refuse! What do you want? Gold and silver? Shops and fields!? Even if you want this person from Jiecheng, I will not agree to it in the future. Let him get into your bed, okay?!”
Zhong Jinge was so anxious that he spoke like a firecracker.
"When you go to the house and meet your disciples and cure Jiecheng, I will ask Jiecheng to take you back to your parents' home! If he doesn't want to, I will go back with you. I will go back to your parents' home with you and support you, okay? good?"
Everyone present was stunned by Zhong Jinge's humble appearance, and Huang Er froze.
Prince Zhong was a little devil in the capital who was fearless. How could he become a grandson in front of this ugly princess?
If this ugly princess wins the respect of Prince Zhong and saves the prince's life, the princess will be favored, and the servants will also benefit from it...
But Ji Wanrong didn't speak. Zhong Jinge saw Ji Wanrong's unmoved look and his eyes turned red.
"Actually, Jie Cheng was angry in the evening and grounded you, not because of Ji Yunyao, but because..."
He hesitated and wanted to tell the truth.
