Chapter 3 Rebirth (1)
by Jessie@AFNCCThe black and white mansion, green stone boards, vermilion pillars, carved balustrades carved with complex patterns of begonias. It had just rained overnight, and the raindrops rolled off the banana leaves and fell into the soil on the ground.
The purple gold incense burner on the table was made into a delicate little beast-like shape, and the incense spat out was water wood incense, which smelled exceptionally refreshing on an early fall day.
The four corners of the bed were hung with tassel-encrusted scented bags of bright colors. Beside the soft couch, two tall maids were carefully fanning the person on the bed.
“When it’s cold and you fall into the water, it’s not a good idea to get a fever. The girl has been sleeping for a day and a night, the doctor said that she should have woken up by now, why is there no movement?” The green-colored maid couldn’t hide the anxiety on her face.
“Gu Yu, it’s been half an hour, why hasn’t the doctor come over yet?” Another purple-clothed maid said.
“The second wife’s side to see tight, this is considered a scandal, the house are hidden.” Gu Yu glanced at the bed people: “Lady and master are not in the capital, the eldest young master is also not in, the old madam and favor the east courtyard of the old madam, Bai Lu and Frosty went to look for the doctor has not returned now, is it possible that it is being stopped by someone. This is to push the girl to the brink of extinction ah! No, I have to go out and take a look.”
As soon as the words left his mouth, a faint sound was heard from the person on the bed.
“The girl is awake!” The purple-clothed maid called out in surprise and rushed to the bedside, but she saw the young girl on the bed rubbing her forehead and slowly sitting up.
“Sting ……,” Shen Miao muttered.
“Slave girl in it,” the purple maid smiled and held Shen Miao’s hand: “girl can still feel better? After sleeping for a day and a night, seeing the heat subside but not waking up, the slave girl is still thinking of going to find a doctor again.”
“Miss, would you like some water?” Gu Yu handed over a cup of tea.
Shen Miao looked at the two people in front of her with some confusion.
She has four first class maids, hibernation valley rain, white dew frost, all are intelligent and sensitive good maids. Unfortunately, in the end one did not stay.
Gu Yu died at the hands of the Prince of Qin when she was his hostage, in order to protect her from being humiliated by him. Bai Lu and Frosty, one died on the way to accompany Wan Yu on her way to her marriage, and the other died in the harem where she was competing for favor with Mrs. Frieze.
As for the sting, born the most beautiful, when in order to help Fu Xiuyi on the throne, pulling in the powerful ministers, the sting is willing to be a concubine, with the beauty of the powerful ministers bowed down to a big reason, and finally by the wife of the powerful ministers to find a reason for caning and death.
After learning that Sting died, Shen Miao cried out and almost had a miscarriage.
Now that Sting is standing in front of herself in a good way, her eyebrows are still beautiful and picturesque, Gu Yu is looking at her with a smile on her face, and the two maids are both fourteen or fifteen years old at a good age, so that Shen Miao is in a trance for a moment.
It was only a moment later that she closed her eyes with a bitter smile, “This hallucination before death is also too real.”
“What is the girl talking about?” Gu Yu put the teacup aside and reached out to touch Shen Miao’s forehead, “Could it be that you’re burning up?”
The hand on her forehead was cold, comfortable and real, Shen Miao opened her eyes suddenly, her gaze steeply sharp. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her hand.
That is a pair of white and slender hands, nails neatly trimmed, born round and lovely, a look is a pair of pampered hands.
It wasn’t her hand.
Her hands, in the accompaniment of Fu Xiuyi to deal with imperial affairs, the time to consider the situation has been worn coarse, she pen a book of accounts, in the state of Qin was treated as a servant like call to drink, in the harem in order to Fu Ming and Wan Yu fight, in the cold palace washing clothes, her hands are full of calluses, joints are swollen and black and thin, where is such a dainty look?
“Bring me a mirror.” Shen Miao said. Her voice was still weak, but her tone was firm.
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