Entering the house, Ji Wanrong immediately saw the figure hidden among the layers of bed curtains.
Her body was not lying on her side now, but was sitting up.
However, her cheek was still facing down, only about three centimeters away from her thigh.
Ji Wanrong could see her white and slender neck, but he still couldn't clearly see her appearance and expression. Her hair was scattered and looked a bit weird in the dim candlelight.
She just sat there without saying a word. When she heard the movement outside the house, she made no move.
In her situation, not only is she unable to take care of herself, she may not even be able to sleep flat, but she also suffers from everyone's strange looks.
Ji Wanrong somewhat understood why she chose to commit suicide.
The eldest princess slowly quickened her pace and sat beside the bed.
She did not accuse the Virgin Princess of slitting her wrists and committing suicide, but stretched out her hand, followed the Virgin Princess's back little by little, and said warmly: "Are you hungry? Jane'er, mother will cook for you personally, make something you love. Food, rose almond milk? Okay?"
The Virgin Princess felt the hand on her back, her body trembled slightly, and she said nothing.
Just listen to the eldest princess continue to say: "Mother has found a magic doctor for you, your imperial sister-in-law. She once brought Mrs. Ji back to life and also cured the six fingers of the master of Miaoshou Hall. She said she would try her best to cure it. Yours. Promise me, don’t give up, okay?”
The eldest princess's voice was soft and calm, but at the end of the sentence, there was even some trembling in her voice.
Ji Wanrong stood aside and watched, feeling a little sour in his heart.
Then her left hand hanging by her side was warmed. Ji Wanrong looked up and saw Princess Chuyang holding her hand and hugging her tightly, her head lying on her left shoulder, sobbing. got up.
The fabric on her shoulders was soaked with hot tears, and Ji Wanrong's eyes were also a little wet. She slowly opened her mouth.
"The eldest princess is right. Princess Virgin suffered from severe myelitis, which caused her spine to bend at 90 degrees and her body to become stiff. This is a disease, just like dizziness and cold. And this disease It’s not that it’s hopeless. But it can be restored to health through surgery, medicine, and exercise. I have also witnessed cures in the past.”
Ji Wanrong had just finished speaking.
The little maids present all raised their heads and looked at her, with surprise in their eyes. Even Princess Chuyang slowly raised her head and looked at her.
They always thought that the Virgin Princess's appearance was caused by a curse, a heresy sent from heaven, and that the Virgin Princess was also a freak.
But I didn't expect that this was a disease.
The same disease as wind chill.
The magic doctor with ghost hands actually said he could cure it.
The Virgin Princess on the bed moved her fingers slightly after hearing this.
Ji Wanrong heard her soft voice, and slowly said: "Really? Am I really sick? Am I not a heretic?"
Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but it sounded gentle, like the sound of jadeite tapping against a jade plate, making a cooling sound.
When Ji Wanrong heard the voice that sounded like an oriole's, he was slightly dazed, and even his heart seemed to drift away with her voice.
Upon hearing her voice, everyone's expressions showed enjoyment.
"It's an illness. It's not a heresy sent from heaven, nor is it retribution or a curse. I'm even said to be a natural disaster, but those who say this about me probably haven't saved as many people as I have."
The Virgin Princess listened and was silent for a moment without speaking.
The room was quiet, and just when Ji Wanrong thought she didn't believe her words, the Virgin Princess spoke again: "I can't see you, can I touch you?"
Her voice when she spoke was like that of a wounded little fox, with snow-white fur, who suddenly ran out of the forest, terrified and timid.
After hearing this, Ji Wanrong curled up his lips, walked to her bed, and sat down slowly: "Of course, you will see me soon."
She groped on the bed and held Ji Wanrong's hand.
Ji Wanrong felt the temperature between her palms as she delicately outlined her hand with her fingertips.
Ji Wanrong suddenly heard a low sob.
Then the voice of the Virgin Princess, like an oriole, said to her in a low voice: "Thank you."
Ji Wanrong exhaled a breath of turbidity.
Because the Virgin Princess lost too much blood and her body had not yet recovered, Ji Wanrong made a recovery plan for her.
After her body recovers, she will be given a comprehensive examination, and then she will gradually take medicine, exercise, and undergo surgery.
If it was an operation, multiple surgical plans would have to be formulated, which would take a long time and be very difficult. However, Ji Wanrong did not say this.
Before she left, she left behind methylcobalamin tablets, vitamin B complex and other medicines, and agreed to come back to the princess mansion in five days.
The eldest princess and Princess Chuyang sent her and Mo Jiecheng to the door, and then they got on the carriage of Prince Han's Mansion.
Ji Wanrong hesitated for a long time before boarding the carriage.
She turned her head and looked at the eldest princess and Princess Chuyang who were holding on to the door frame. She reluctantly waved the handkerchief at her, with little stars twinkling in her fanatical eyes.
She was just about to say something, saying that she could just stay at the princess mansion.
After all, what he did to Mo Jiecheng last night...
She feels guilty.
But before she could speak, Mo Jiecheng looked at her look and pushed her in without hesitation.
"What are you hesitating about? Come on in!"
Ji Wanrong was suddenly pushed by him and his whole body was ejected onto the mat.
Mo Jiecheng was still outside the carriage and ordered his servants: "Jian Qing and Siqin, follow the carriage from a distance and walk back!"
"Chongzhou, just pretend you have no ears! No matter what noise comes from the carriage, just drive!"
Mo Jiecheng commanded well and his tone was fierce. It seemed that he was well prepared and wanted to show off his skills.
When Ji Wanrong heard Mo Jiecheng's angry meal, the hair all over his body exploded.
She stood up from her soft position defensively, and called Siqin hurriedly a few more times.
But Chongzhou drove the carriage directly away, as fast as a gust of wind.
Ji Wanrong was thrown away and sat down on the cushion again. When she looked up again, what she saw was the evil smile on Mo Jiecheng's face.
The dark carriage showed that Mo Jiecheng's face was dark and unclear. He was walking in his direction step by step with a jeering laugh coming from his throat.
