Forced to be a third person: I turned around and left the palace to marry a villain

After all, this is the imperial palace. To Bei Ling, she is just an insignificant princess married into a foreign kingdom. If she really goes head to head with Jiang Xue, the legitimate Consort of Prince Gong, there will be no benefit!

"Yes, Qinwen understands, Princess Gong."

She lowered her head, changed her address, and looked so pitiful that people who didn't know her would think she had suffered a great injustice.

"Princess Qinwen, you are too polite. Since you are here to see Empress Zhaoyi as well, why don't we go in together?"

The tears came so suddenly that his acting skills were even better than those of opera singers. Jiang Xue was secretly sarcastic in her heart.

But, Wu Meifeng, do you think you are the only one who can act?

Jiang Xue had a warm and gentle smile on her face. She approached Wu Meifeng very kindly, helped her up personally, and accompanied her into the Zhaoyi Palace.

To outsiders, the two seemed very close.

But only Wu Meifeng knew that Jiang Xue's support was actually piercing her flesh with four sharp golden needles!

These gold needles are extremely thin, almost as thick as the gold threads on clothes. If you don’t look carefully, you can’t notice them at all.

This kind of golden needle will not be fatal when inserted into the human body, but it will cause unbearable pain in the joints.

Wu Meifeng's arms were shaking with pain. She wanted to call for help, but found that her acupoints were blocked and she couldn't make any sound!

Jiang Xue didn't let go of her hand until she reached Ye Zhaoyi. At this moment, Wu Meifeng's pain disappeared instantly and the acupoints were unblocked.

But at this time, even if she wanted to accuse Jiang Xue, she couldn't find any evidence and could only endure this loss in silence!

"Empress Zhaoyi."

The two men came to Ye Zhaoyi's bed and bowed.

"Excuse me, everyone, please stand up."

Ye Zhaoyi was half lying on the head of the bed, the bandage on her forehead was still stained with blood, and her face was as pale as paper.

Seeing her miserable appearance, Jiang Xue couldn't help but feel sad.

In my memory, Ye Zhaoyi is always as aloof and cold as a plum blossom, wearing colorful clothes and looking majestic.

Now she is wearing a white dress, but she has a gentle and soft temperament. No wonder Ye Zhaoyi doesn't like to wear light-colored clothes. Her aura is indeed weakened a lot, which is not in line with her strong character.

"My lady, let Changle come and change your medicine."

As a doctor, Jiang Xue could easily distinguish the concentration of the medicine and determine whether Ye Zhaoyi needed to change the medicine.

At this time, the smell of the medicine had become thinner, and it should be time to change the medicine. The personal maid had prepared new gauze and ointment. Jiang Xue rolled up her sleeves and carefully took off the old gauze on her head.

"Thank you for your help, Changle." Ye Zhaoyi nodded gratefully to Jiang Xue.

Looking at the large wound, Jiang Xue cursed Emperor Bei Ling in her heart as a good-for-nothing.

It would take at least three months to recover from such a large wound.

Moreover, if the impact point was off by two or three centimeters, it would be hard to say whether Ye Zhaoyi could have survived!

Such a talented, beautiful and proud woman was actually paired with a beast like Emperor Bei Ling. It was such a waste of talent!

"Empress Zhaoyi, this medicine was specially sent to you by the Empress. I heard that this medicine is a holy product for treating external injuries. After applying it, no wound will leave scars."

While Jiang Xue was changing the dressing, Wu Meifeng handed over a bottle of ointment with both hands and motioned for Ye Zhaoyi to take it.

However, Ye Zhaoyi just glanced at the medicine bottle indifferently without any action.

Send medicine? Would a narrow-minded woman like Su Yushu be so kind as to send her medicine?

She was lucky that he didn't take her life.

Ye Zhaoyi knew in her heart that there must be something wrong with the medicine sent by the Queen, but in front of so many maids, she couldn't directly reject the Queen's kindness.

After all, the Empress's spies occupied most of the Zhaoyi Palace. If she showed any disrespect to the Empress, the news would immediately reach that woman's ears. In her current situation, if she was tormented by that woman again, she would probably lose half her life.

"The Queen is thoughtful, but I am still taking the medicine prescribed by the imperial physician. Please put it on the dressing table for me first." Ye Zhaoyi said.

"Your Majesty, the key to whether the medicine is effective or not lies in the timing of use. If you delay its use, although it may still work, the effect may not be as expected." Wu Meifeng advised.

Seeing how eager she was to get Ye Zhaoyi to take the medicine, Ye Zhaoyi's inner alarm bells went off.

She looked at Jiang Xue, seeking help.

"Princess Qinwen doesn't know much about medicine, so it's inevitable that she will have misunderstandings. Any medicine has its time and conditions for use. This kind of scar removal medicine can usually only be used after the wound is completely healed, otherwise it may be counterproductive."

As they were talking, the new bandage on Ye Zhaoyi's forehead had been replaced. Jiang Xue handed the replaced medicine patch and bandage to the maid beside her and glanced coldly at the porcelain bottle in Wu Meifeng's hand.

"Is the bottle of medicine in Princess Qinwen's hand in powder form?"

She noticed some fine powder at the mouth of the bottle.

"Princess Gong is right." Wu Meifeng replied.

Why is this woman asking this?

"If it is in powder form, it should not be used at this time. Once an unhealed wound comes into contact with powdered medicine, the wound may never heal.

I think, the Empress has been in the harem for so many years, she shouldn't be so ignorant of this common sense, right? Or was this Princess Qinwen's own idea? Did she choose this time to give the medicine to the Concubine Zhaoyi? "

"Of course not!" Wu Meifeng retorted quickly.

This woman! How did she become so difficult to deal with! She was a clueless fool just a few years ago!

"I don't know anything about medicine, and I only learned about what Princess Gong said today. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been so anxious to ask Your Majesty to use the medicine."

After a moment, Wu Meifeng adjusted her mood, lowered her head, and answered Ye Zhaoyi as calmly as possible: "Since you understand now, Qinwen will naturally not urge the queen to use the medicine now. Qinwen will put the medicine on the dressing table according to the queen's instructions."

After saying that, she took the medicine and slowly walked to the dressing table. When she put down the medicine bottle, she stuffed a folded piece of paper in her hand into the dressing box.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a malicious arc, and then disappeared the moment he turned around.

"Qinwen has conveyed the Queen's instructions. Concubine Zhaoyi needs to rest, so Qinwen will not disturb her. Goodbye."

After saying this, she left Zhaoyi Palace with her people.

"Jue, you stay here and monitor. If there is any movement, report to me immediately."

Not far from Zhaoyi Palace, Wu Meifeng's expression changed. Her previous gentleness and respectfulness disappeared, leaving only sinisterness and viciousness.

She tilted her head and whispered an order to the man in gray beside her. He nodded silently, and the next second, his figure flashed and disappeared without a trace.

Humph! Jiang Xue, just wait, soon, your uncle and Ye Rong will both be dead without a burial place!