Thinking of this, Yinmang curled his lips and smiled, turned her face, and continued to wipe her back.

Half an hour later, the military doctor arrived. After carefully taking Su Wanrong's pulse, he prescribed two pairs of anti-heat soup. Yinmang asked someone to remove the basin. After a while, Yicui brought the decocted medicine juice. Yinmang took it and wanted to feed her himself.

The little girl was so conscious that she was so angry that Yinmang held her back against her shoulder, lowered her head, and went to coax her with a warm voice: "Open your mouth, drink the medicine before going to sleep."

Su Wanrong said: "No drink."

Yinmang asked with a good temper: "Why don't you drink it? The disease will not be cured if you don't drink medicine."

"I don't want to drink, but I don't want to drink, so why?" She kept her eyes closed and seemed to mutter in a low voice: "I'm so verbose, so annoying..."

He is annoying?

He was a noble person of 195. He was condescendingly and wiped her body for her and served her medicine with her own hands. She was so good that she dared to dislike him and annoy him.

Yin Mang smiled angrily. Nian was sick and didn't care about her. Just as she was about to continue coaxing her, she saw the little girl burying her head in her arms, muttering and began to talk nonsense in her mouth that he couldn't understand.

Yinmang frowned, leaned over and went closer to listen.

...

Su Wanrong dreamed again.

Compared to the previous few times, this time is really not a nightmare.

Su Wanrong returned to the years when she was neglected by Xue Yanzhi in her previous life.

At that time, Xue's mother had long disliked her. Seeing that her son finally abandoned her, she was so happy that she could only take up her nest and could not lay eggs. She was very happy and began to deduct the cost of her in the courtyard in a sacred manner.

With Su Wanrong's personality, since her relationship with Xue Yanzhi is now in a stalemate, she obviously will not complain to Xue Yanzhi about this conflict between her and her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

After all, even if she really complained, would it be useful? A filial son like Xue Yanzhi can turn against his mother for a bad wife like her? Su Wanrong himself didn't believe this.

When Su Wanrong got married, the eldest lady didn't have much dowry to give her. Since the monthly expenses in the courtyard were reduced, she, Madam Zhou, Tanchun, and the master and servant, lived a long and extremely hard life in the Qi Palace.

Until one day later, a person who did not want to disclose his identity began to deliver things to her yard 66.

At first it was a gold and silver jewelry in a makeup box, and later there were also luxurious fabrics of silk and satin, which were all styles that my daughter loved.

The things she sent were too expensive. Although Su Wanrong lived a difficult life, no one knew if the person who helped her was. Then she could not accept these things.

So Su Wanrong ordered Tanchun to return all the things he sent intact. He also asked the servant who delivered the things to bring them to his master every time to thank the noble man for his kindness. However, no matter what reason he helped her, now she is just a woman in the deep boudoir and accepts gifts from outsiders for no reason. If it is spread, the impact will always be bad.

She had already received the noble person's wishes with gratitude, but she could not accept more.

In the following days, Tanchun said that she had never seen the servant who often gave things again. Su Wanrong thought that the words had been brought to her, and that unknown nobleman understood her and would not continue to send people.

The words to refuse were Su Wanrong herself. Even so, she felt a little disappointed when she thought that she would not be able to have more interactions with this noble person in the future.

When a person is in a downturn, he will always be unforgettable to those who show kindness. If possible, Su Wanrong really wants to know who this noble person who secretly helped her.

She was very lucky. Not long after, about the beginning of the next month, the confusion that had been hovering in her mind was finally explained.

The familiar servant visited again.

This time, not only brought the silk ornaments she returned last month, but also a word from his master.

"My master's identity is special, so it is not convenient to disclose it to my wife now. Madam only needs to know that my master is a person in the palace and has a noble status. Madam's case about taking my master's things, only the wife and your personal maid know about it in the entire Qi Palace. So Madam knows about the wife's affairs.

No need to worry.”

Although the servant didn't tell her clearly who this noble person was. But Su Wanrong thought for a moment and already had an answer in her heart.

The people she knew in the palace were of noble status. Except for the second sister of the imperial concubine who was half-brother of her, Su Wanrong could not think of anyone else.

Thinking of this, all of this has a reasonable explanation.

Before she got married, except for her father, she was the second sister in the eldest son. She also got along very well with this kind-hearted legitimate sister.

Su Wanrong can't accept things from outsiders. But if the people who have always helped her are sisters who grew up with her, Su Wanrong was very moved and naturally would not let her down.

After his father passed away, Su Wanrong realized the value of his relatives.

Su Wanrong began to write letters to her second sister in the palace. Sometimes she told her that she had enough silver at her hand, so that her second sister no longer needed to send such expensive things. Sometimes she asked her second sister to take care of herself in the palace. Everything was fine when she was in the Qi Palace.

The letter was still asked the same servant to pass it into the palace. According to the servant, the master of his family carefully read every letter she wrote. Later, there was indeed less gold, silver and jewelry, but the popular dresses were still delivered to her on time every half a month. However, Su Wanrong never waited for any reply from the concubine's second sister.

Actually, it can be understood.

When the second sister married into the palace, she naturally had many inconveniences. Most of the items she brought to her should be given by the emperor. The second sister always couldn't be noticed by borrowing flowers to offer Buddha this time. If she replied to her letters, she would have to leave her handwriting, which would easily cause trouble.

Su Wanrong thought of a reasonable statement for her second sister. However, Su Wanrong gradually became a little difficult to understand many things that happened in her life after half a year.

Although my second sister never replied to her, she would send her the paintings she had drawn by herself from one day.

If you give her a painting, just give her a painting. What surprised her was that the thing she was painting was not someone else, but Su Wanrong herself. She looked like she leaning against a rattan chair and taking a nap, and she stood quietly in the shade of the tree and frowned without saying a word, and more of her blurred back in different scenes.

I received a portrait of her depicted by my direct sister. This feeling is really incredible.

Moreover, before she got married, Su Wanrong went to the girl school with her second sister. She had seen her second sister's painting with her own eyes. Although she was not of top quality, she was also outstanding among her peers.

Even if I haven't picked up my pen and painted for a few years, my technique is a little unfamiliar, but I am far from regressing to being as immature as it is now?

Su Wanrong was thinking hard why her second sister's painting retreated so quickly. As she thought about it, the picture suddenly changed and she floated into the sky again.

She floated back to the selfish and mean mother Xue, who had just been diagnosed with uterine cold, always found some so-called prescriptions to help others conceive. The juice was smelly and bitter, and it was useless. Su Wanrong was unwilling to drink it, and the bad-hearted mother Xue turned into a terrifying and gloomy ghost, chasing her behind her and forcing her to drink it.

The scene was so terrible that Su Wanrong had to keep running forward desperately, but her mortal legs and feet were no better than evil ghosts? In a moment, she was caught by the bad-hearted Xue's mother. Su Wanrong was so shocked that she was about to pinch her mouth and pour the medicine into it. She felt hot and waved her hand and harshly.

With a "bang",

It is not the sound of the medicine bowl breaking. The palm feels warm and warm, and there is a slight slight prickling, like a man's unshaved stubble.

A sudden heart, Su Wanrong woke up from her dream. When she opened her eyes, she did not see the bad-hearted Xue's mother, but saw a fierce man.

"Tell me, how should I deal with you? Huh?"

Yinmang's eyebrows were raised, and his tongue hit his left face, which was slapped. Word by word, it seemed like it was squeezed out from the gap of his teeth.

No matter how he coaxed him, the little girl would never cooperate properly. Seeing that the medicine was almost cold, he lost his patience. So he pinched her cheek and tried to pour the medicine into her mouth with a little force.

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/>Our Majesty could no longer be described as a loyal dog in his previous life. This is a pervert! He is a pervert! Hahahahahahahahaha.
Chapter completed!