After listening to my voice, the villain became addicted to the plot

Jing'er was already determined to die and didn't even raise her head.

Cuizhu and the imperial physician stood opposite Cheng Jin. Even the imperial physician was a little at a loss and didn't know whether to stay here or leave.

Before Cuizhu asked, Cheng Jin said to the imperial doctor: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? You didn't see any patients here?"

Cheng Jin picked up the handkerchief stained with blood on Jing'er's face from the ground, pushed a chair over, and signaled Ziying to help Jing'er up. He sat next to him and folded it up with a serious look on his face. Looks like he doesn't care.

Jing'er looked at Cheng Jin with some flatterment, staring at Cheng Jin in trance, regardless of what the imperial doctor was doing to her face.

"hiss!"

Jing'er was brought back her attention by the sudden sharp pain on her face. She frowned and then raised her eyes to look at the doctor.

When Cheng Jin heard Jing'er's voice, he glanced at her and said coldly: "You were cruel to yourself when you struck. Why are you afraid of pain now?"

The doctor said: "Girl, please be patient. I need to disinfect this wound. There are a lot of impurities on your wound to prevent it from becoming inflamed."

After the imperial doctor treated Jing'er's wound and left, Cheng Jin stood up and walked to Jing'er's side, pointing out:

"I know what the Queen Mother means by keeping you with me, but I am not someone to be trifled with. You have to decide for yourself what should be said and what should not be said."

"You are a member of the Queen Mother, and it is impossible for me to ask you to be loyal to me. But if you dare to do anything extraordinary, I guarantee that you will not be as merciful as you are today."

Jing'er immediately knelt on the ground and responded repeatedly.

After Cheng Jin went out, he asked Cuizhu to find the ointment for treating wounds that Chu Chengye had sent to the palace to deliver to Jing'er.

Cuizhu was a little confused and asked: "I don't feel sorry for those things, but I am a little curious. This Jing'er was obviously sent by the Queen Mother to monitor the empress. Today's wound was caused by herself. She can't blame us, empress." Why are you so nice to her?"

Cheng Jin said: "Who doesn't know this obvious thing? The Queen Mother just wants to use Jing'er to test my bottom line and see how long I can endure it. As long as someone comes to the palace with the injury on Jing'er's face, they have to ask , Her injury was caused in Chunhe Palace. Those who want to believe it know that Jing'er scratched it by herself. Those who don't want to believe it will definitely put a hat on my head and say that I did it."

"Let Jing'er stay well in our palace, and don't let the Queen Mother catch us all."

"Jing'er is also a poor person. The Queen Mother doesn't want her to live. If Ziying hadn't acted quickly today, she would have died in Chunhe Palace."

"Let Jing'er stay in our palace, there is no need to treat her specially, just like a normal palace maid, but you must avoid her for some important matters."

Cuizhu nodded after listening to Cheng Jin's words and sent the things to Jing'er.

Jing'er's face had already been bandaged by the imperial doctor. When she saw Cuizhu coming, she cowardly hid in a corner.

Cuizhu put the ointment on the table and said to Jing'er: "What are you doing there? There is no need for anyone to stand guard in the corner, so come here."

Jing'er looked at Cuizhu's attitude and thought Cheng Jin had asked Cuizhu to teach her a lesson, so she shrank her neck but still went ahead.

"Why are you acting like this, as if someone is bullying you?

Jing'er immediately shook her head, "No, no, my concubine's great kindness to me will never be forgotten."

Cuizhu snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to repay kindness. Just don't repay kindness with hatred."

Jing'er just lowered her head and said nothing.

Cuizhu didn't want to say anything to her anymore, so she stuffed the ointment into Jing'er's hand, "Your Majesty asked me to give it to you. If you can do this to yourself, Your Majesty can't stand it. Remember to rub some on the wound every day. It can be kept without leaving any scars on the face.”

Jing'er looked up at Cuizhu in horror and didn't dare to pick it up.

"No, this is too expensive."

Cuizhu was a little impatient, "Just take it if it's given to you. Don't let me say that I haven't finished the things I told you."

Only then did Jing'er take the things.

After Cuizhu delivered the things, he left.

Jing'er stood there alone, holding the agate incense box with gold rim in her hand and stood there for a long time without moving.

Why does Concubine Rong treat her so well?

He spared her life, called the imperial doctor, and gave her ointment.

She didn't know what kind of ointment was inside, but just looking at the incense box, she knew it must be something expensive.

But her life is so short, how can she use this ointment?

Is her face that important?

For the first time, Jing'er disliked her for having such a face. If it weren't for this face that was very similar to Cheng Jin, the Queen Mother would not have chosen her to stay in Shou'an Palace.

Nor would she be allowed to be the Queen Mother's eyeliner.

She didn't want to do this, but she had no choice. The lives of her family were in the hands of the Queen Mother. She could just die, but she couldn't harm her family.

There was nothing she could do.

Cheng Jin didn't show much enthusiasm or alienation towards Jing'er, but there was no other difference when Chun and Hong brought another palace maid and asked her to work outside.

After Cheng Jin's body was cleared of Wu Xia, Chu Chengye issued an order. In addition to carefully checking Cheng Jin's three meals a day, he also asked Cheng Jin to sleep less every day.

It could have been discovered earlier, but Cheng Jin usually slept for so long a day, and even she herself didn't notice anything was wrong with her.

By controlling Cheng Jin's sleeping time, he can know immediately if anything happens to Cheng Jin.

It is understandable that Cheng Jin is not allowed to sleep. If he is reluctant, he can think that Chu Chengye cares about his body. But after waking up every day, go to the Imperial Garden twice and then go to Jingyang Palace. What's the point?

Cheng Jin rushed into Jingyang Palace to protest and get back his human rights.

When Cheng Jin came, Chu Chengye was sitting at the desk reading.

Cheng Jin went up and snatched the book from Chu Chengye's hand, raised his arms high, and looked angry.

"No, this is not fair, I want to protest."

Who wants to come to Jingyang Palace every day?

Are you tired of living?

Chu Chengye raised his hand to take the book in Cheng Jin's hand, "It's not fair. Protests are invalid."

Cheng Jin took a step back and raised the book high again.

"I reported to the police to arrest you, but you restricted my personal freedom."

Chu Chengye couldn't help but chuckle after hearing Cheng Jin's words, "Okay, let's see who dares to try your case and arrest me?"

Cheng Jin suddenly stopped, "Then I'll appeal and find someone who can arrest you."

"Okay, I'll wait for him here."

The smile on Chu Chengye's face became even bigger. When Cheng Jin was not paying attention, he took the book back from his hand, folded it up and put it on the table. He casually leaned on the chair and watched Cheng Jin meditate hard.

Cheng Jin really didn't expect anyone to be able to control Chu Chengye, so she sat down on the chair.

Suddenly I had an idea.

Cheng Jin kept mumbling:

[God, Lord of Hell, Chu Chengye is so rampant, please accept him quickly. 】

No one catches you, I curse you.