Chapter 125: Take care of

He didn't dare to conceal the truth of the facts: "It's... the nanny of the fourth prince."
"The fourth prince's nanny? It's just that she is arrogant and domineering in the palace because she is that bitch's cousin. Who would still dare to bully the prince, what hand did she use to beat you?" Ye Xingyu looked towards Menghui , There was an inexplicable chill in his eyes.
"It’s not her, she ordered it. She directed other mothers to beat me. It’s okay. I’m really fine. I’ll be fine in two days. Don’t cause unnecessary trouble because of me. Then my guilt can be justified. Big." Menghui looked at Ye Xingyu, who was so serious and scary, and suddenly missed him who was not serious.
"Stupid dream back, why did this prince pick you up as an idiot, don't you know how to go back if you are bullied? Because you still have such great martial arts, this prince really raises you in vain." Ye Xingyu hates that iron cannot become steel. Although he said so, the worries that came out were still obvious.
"It's a bad dream. I'm not a woman who has no power to beat a chicken." Menghui lowered his head, concealing the wound with fingerprints on his face as much as possible.
She has been taught since she was a child not to beat the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, but she doesn't know that her retreat makes her family more comfortable.
"Hey, forget it, who caused this prince to pick up a problem, go back with me, and I will feel the medicine for you." Ye Xingyu pulled the small body of Menghui and was about to walk into the hall.
Dreaming back struggling to open: "Second prince, it’s not good to be seen by others. Dreaming is just a slave. The second prince is highly regarded by the emperor and will be a person with status and status who will take on the great responsibility in the future. You don’t have to worry about dreaming back. Minion..."
"Shut up, nagging, you are a big man...in-house waiter, why do you talk so much like a lady, this prince does not care about you, this prince just can't bear to ruin your beautiful face than a woman. How big a loss will this be?" Ye Xingyu resolutely refused to admit that he would care about an in a spooky way. It seems that his sister has been walking for too long, and his brain is about to rust. Sister, please come back and save your dear. Twin brother!
Meng replied, and dropped her head in disappointment: "That's it, Menghui knows!"
He didn't really care about her, it was because she was careless.
"If you are a good woman, with such a beautiful face, you will definitely be a stunning beauty!" Ye Xingyu continued to say regretfully, without noticing the abnormal expression of dreaming back.
"If I were a woman, wouldn't the second prince be disappointed?" Menghui asked hesitantly.
She really wanted to know how Ye Xingyu would react if she knew she was a woman.
Will you hate her? like her? Still won't pay attention to her anymore, accuse her of deceiving her and behead her?
The latter one, Menghui voluntarily abandoned it, Ye Xingyu would not treat her that way. Although he sometimes does ridiculous things, he is definitely not the kind of unreasonable villain.
At least, for now, Ye Xingyu is sometimes bad for her, and overall it is good for her.
"You can really be joking, although you are a little shorter and look like a woman, but as a whole... all the doubts above are eliminated."
"why?"
Does she look like a man on the whole?
"Just your thin body, weak writing, flat breasts, no characteristics of a woman, why do you think you are a woman?" Ye Xingyu said, and glanced at Menghui's small body.
Menghui felt that Ye Xingyu's gaze was very strange when he looked at her, and he asked very puzzled: "Just because my chest is not big, you think I am a serious man?"
When she went down the mountain, she discovered that men and women are different, but what is the difference? It seems that apart from looks, she does not understand why women are big in front of them. She was puzzled and finally didn't want to think about it. Later, in order to pretend to be more like a man, she succeeded in entering the palace and approached Ye Xingyu, the only one who was willing to treat her. Although her appearance has not changed, she will automatically have a special illusion when looking at her. You will feel that she is actually a man. This kind of magic can be seen by people with advanced cultivators or monsters with advanced cultivation. Water can solve it, ordinary people can't crack it, and it is for this reason that everyone has deceived, including Ye Xingyu, but the seventh son seems to have doubts about her.
But don’t you think it’s too arbitrary for mortals to determine the gender of others using this method alone? She is really a real woman!
Ye Xingyu, when will you discover my true face! She seems to be looking forward to it, no, no, if she is discovered but she is going to be decapitated, Ye Xingyu gets angry again, will her life be gone?
"If you are really a woman, I dare not keep you, you think, even Ye Xingyu can't tell whether a person is a man or a woman. It means that that person is very powerful in conspiracy and disguise, you say What do you want such a villain with insidious calculations?" Ye Xingyu took Menghui's hand and sat down, and said in a brisk tone, jokingly.
There is a strange feeling in my heart.
Menghui's hands were so soft, tender, and smooth. When he realized that he had this idea, he immediately pressed it back abruptly. Why did he have such strange thoughts about a waiter? It's so strange, as soon as he loosened his hand, he calmly moved away from the dream.
Menghui noticed Ye Xingyu's movements, his hands stiffened, and it was strange, and he couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, I'll get the smeared plaster for you, and stay here obediently." Ye Xingyu pointed to Menghui and said solemnly, to cover up the abnormal feeling in his heart.
"Oh, good." Menghui nodded ignorantly, really don't understand what she was doing.
Pulling open the screen, Ye Xingyu sat on the sandalwood bed covered with beautiful quilts, stroking his beating heart with his hand, his eyes filled with doubts, what kind of feeling was this?
It seems to be emptiness, a large vacant lot has appeared in a grassy meadow. It is barren with people, dried up and without water, it seems to be content, like feathers across people’s hearts, itching and unbearable, it seems to be a cool breeze in early summer , Refreshing and cool...and like something else.
He couldn't say clearly, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: Could it be that he fell in love with Menghui, this little who looks more beautiful than a woman? He immediately suppressed this absurd idea.
How could it be possible that he didn't have such a quirky hobby? His hobbies were normal. He liked women from beginning to end.
Suppressing the strange feeling in his heart, Ye Xingyu took out a small box from under the bed, which contained many bottles and cans of medicine. He took out a small white jade bottle from it, and closed the small box again. Put it in place.
"Ah, it hurts!" Menghui breathed in and couldn't help groaning.
"It's not all to blame you. You have martial arts and let others bully you. From now on, don't be merciless to such an unreasonable woman. You are a slave, and they are also slaves. Why can they bully others?" Ye Xingyu asked Menghui. Wiping the medicine, while talking.
Menghui endured the pain, did not speak, but felt very wronged in her heart.
Why is this scene so familiar? She seemed to apply medicine to Ye Xingyu in the same way that day, but the object was changed to her. Now the feng shui takes turns, finally it's her turn...
"But you can occasionally bully others in the name of the prince. This is a privilege given to you by the prince. Who made this prince have a reputation for being vicious in the palace? The people around this prince are too kind and it’s not good. Are you there? I will do more bad things in the future!" Ye Xingyu said, his brows moved slightly.
"Huh?" Menghui opened his eyes wide, raised his head to look at Ye Xingyu, a pair of clear and watery eyes blinked and blinked, seeming not to believe what he said.
"Ah what, I don't dare to say if I've been bullied. Tell me about you. You look like a bullied, and your temperament is still soft. If someone bullies you, you shouldn't give others three points? Shan is bullied by others, Ma Shan is being ridden by others. In this place where the weak and the strong, the first time someone bullies you, there will be a second time..." Ye Xingyu feels that he has more and more potential for an eight-po. Too much nonsense.
"I see." Menghui said, lowering his eyes.
"..." Ye Xingyu.
"Forget it, okay, the medicine is applied, and you will take care of yourself in the future, and don't let yourself hurt again. How is this prince like you..."
"Last time..." Menghui was about to retort, and Ye Xingyu interrupted her: "This prince is different from you. Don't use this prince to speak. This prince is talking about the principles of heaven, and it's not right and right."
Throwing the jade bottle in her hand to her: "Take it, wipe it three times a day, it will be better in two days..." Suddenly remembering something, Ye Xingyu helped her forehead and stood up: "Ahhh! This prince wants flowers. Withered, don’t hurry to help this prince plant flowers."
Menghui twitched the corner of her mouth, carefully placed the small jade bottle in her arms, and followed Ye Xingyu out.
In that case, is she more precious than those flowers and plants?
Thinking of this, a sweet feeling rose in my heart.
...
"Niangniang, please spare my life, Niangniang, the old slave is also distressed by the second prince to do such stupid things, please see the mother forgiving the old slave for the sake of relatives, the slave and maid knows wrong..." A woman knelt on the ground, no Stopped, kowtow to the empress Liu who was sitting high, blood stains on her forehead.
"Niangniang, tea!" A court lady stepped forward and handed the queen a cup of still steaming tea.
The queen took it, took a sip, and said faintly: "Today's chrysanthemum tea is a bit thicker, just like being a human being. If you take an inch, you will be unsatisfied, and you will be poured out like this cup of strong tea in the future. In the end, it will penetrate into the soil and it won’t be overborn. Take it down and change to a lighter cup."