Uncle Huang is picturesque

"Ying'er. You don't have to pretend, I've heard some things too. Fei Ye... What's wrong with the Crown Princess?"

Ying'er was secretly unlucky, but thinking that Song Wucheng had always taken good care of his young lady, if he told him about this, maybe he would hug her.

"Hey! Lord Song, let me tell you. The crown prince misunderstood that my lady and... have private relationships with you. These are the concubines in the mansion who are gossips. It is not like this at all, but my lady never I will explain to the prince, so the prince is even more angry. After kicking me out that day, I got angry with the lady. After the prince left, I went in and saw... I saw the lady fell on the ground, with the prince on her neck. There are already bruises on the pinch, these days, those bruises have not disappeared. The servants can only come to grab some medicine."

Ying'er sobbed in distress as she spoke.As Song Wucheng listened, his brows gradually frowned.Heart is distressed and remorse.

Such a beautiful person was deprived little by little in this royal family.Song Wucheng wondered if he had been braver at the beginning and didn't have so much hesitation, would the result be different now.

But after all, there are not so many ifs in this world.The woman that I have always kept in my heart still does not belong to me.She gradually lost her vitality in this magnificent palace, and she could only watch helplessly from the outside of the wall, unable to do anything.

The first time I saw Nangong Feiye, she was still a fat little girl, wearing a clear green gauze skirt and whispering to her younger sister while sitting on the swing, her bright eyes were so beautiful.

"Brother! Brother! Come here quickly." His younger sister's voice was still as clear as ever. Song Wucheng had always been a generous young man, but at that moment he was still a little shy.

"Brother, let me introduce you. This is my new friend today, Feiye. Nangong Feiye. Feiye, this is my brother, Song Wucheng. He only knows how to practice martial arts, and he doesn't know anything else. He's a dumbass .” After speaking, he secretly laughed.

Song Wucheng looked at the little girl on the side, and smiled lightly, then raised his head, looked at Song Wucheng and said, "Brother Song, my name is Nangong Feiye."

Song Wucheng moved the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a stiff smile, "Well... I'm Song Wucheng." This stiff smile made the two little girls couldn't help laughing again.

Later, every one or two months, Song Wucheng would see Nangong Feiye in the mansion. Every time she saw her, she felt that she seemed to have grown up, became quieter and more beautiful. He still called softly, "Brother Song."

Until three years ago, the younger sister who had been chattering since childhood got married.On the day she got married, her younger sister pulled him into the room and said mysteriously, "Brother, do you like Fei Ye?"

At that moment, Song Wucheng felt his head was empty. It turned out that he liked this beautiful woman whom he thought was his sister all along.

"Look at you, if you like someone, why don't you tell your parents, go to Feiye's house to propose marriage. You are an imperial guard, and you are another good-looking talent, Feiye will definitely agree." The younger sister was very sure at the time.But Song Wucheng hesitated infinitely in his heart.

"I'm getting married tomorrow, and Fei Ye will come. Then you have to seize the opportunity."

But on that day, Song Wucheng really mustered up his courage and wanted to tell Nangong Feiye about his love for her for so many years.

But at the critical moment, he still hesitated.Nangong Feiye was waiting for him in the garden, he hesitated behind the rockery for a long time.Until seeing the prince's sudden appearance, Nangong Feiye knew the prince's ugly behavior at that time, so he didn't have a good face towards him.At that time, the prince did not express his interest in Nangong Feiye, and left after teasing a few words.

Song Wucheng appeared later, perhaps because he was too nervous, under the dim moonlight, he didn't see Nangong Feiye's shy eyes.In the end, he still didn't say anything.

Three days later, I heard the crown prince begging the emperor for a marriage to marry Nangong Feiye.At first, Nangong Feiye went on a hunger strike to protest, but half a month later, she still sat in the sedan chair of the Prince's Mansion.Afterwards, Song Wucheng saw her again at the banquet in the palace, and she sat beside the prince with a cold face.

That scene was telling Song Wucheng that she was not happy, if she had been braver at the beginning, she would not be what she is now.Self-blame and remorse made Song Wucheng a little timid to meet Nangong Feiye, but his admiration and lovesickness still made him want to know everything about Nangong Feiye.

So hearing her personal servant girl say this, Song Wucheng was angry and remorseful.

"Is it serious? Why don't you invite the imperial physician from the palace to see it. Ying'er, you wait for me to invite the imperial physician right now."

Ying'er stopped him and said: "Master Song, absolutely not, this will make it even more difficult for our lady. The crown prince is doing this to our lady because of the gossip of those concubines. If he sees it with his own eyes, our lady What should I do? If your lord really wants to help our young lady, please tell Concubine Xue Gui in the palace and ask her to tell the emperor."

Song Wucheng also knows that he was impulsive just now, but as long as he thinks that the person he has kept in his heart for so many years is not doing well across the wall, he can do nothing. ,

"Okay, I understand, I will find a way to tell the imperial concubine. By the way, Miss Ying'er, please bring this jade pendant to your lady."

Ying'er immediately shook her head. If others saw this, Nangong Feiye's accusation of secretly handing over to others would be confirmed.

"No, no, my lord..."

Song Wucheng frowned and directly stuffed the jade pendant into Ying'er's hand, "Miss Ying'er, this jade pendant must be handed over to your lady!"

This is Song Wucheng's toughest time in front of this young relationship.

Ying'er took a look at Song Wucheng, and finally nodded, "I see, I will give it to the young lady. I will go back first, sir, and I have to make medicine for the young lady."

"Okay, let's go." Song Wucheng watched Miss Ying'er leave and stood there for a long time until his subordinates came over.

But Ying'er secretly decocted the medicine when there was no one in the kitchen, the crown prince locked Nangong Feiye in the room and couldn't go out even a step.All the affairs in the palace were handed over to Jiang Yulian.Jiang Yulian only said, "Princess Princess is not feeling well, so she only serves clear porridge." Some of the servants who followed suit, delivered clear porridge every day.Of course, although Nangong Feiye was cold and cold in the Prince's residence, he was also kind to others. From time to time, some little maids would send some more meals.

Because of lack of nutrition, Nangong Feiye's throat never healed.So Ying'er can only use the kitchen to secretly decoct the medicine while it is dark.Seeing that the medicine was about to be decocted, there was the sound of messy footsteps in the distance.

Ying'er immediately poured the medicine into a bowl, endured the soup, took the medicine jar, put it in the lunch box and went out through the back door.

Because of the sore throat, Nangong Feiye has been having trouble falling asleep for a while, and can only drink hot water to relieve the pain.