After taking the medicine, she felt a warm feeling in her stomach, which made her feel much more comfortable.

The nanny said softly: "Princess, when you leave the palace and return home, I will slowly adjust your body for you. Now please close your eyes and rest for a while."

Yuan Qingling closed his eyes and felt like sparks were constantly flashing and exploding in his mind, and some messy sounds were echoing.

"You are not worthy of the king's hatred of you. I just hate you. In my eyes, you will be like a stinky fly and worm, which is abominable. Otherwise, I will not need to drink medicine to fulfill my family with you."

It was the voice of King Yuwen Hao of Chu, with resentment and poison in it. She had never heard such heartless words.

Some people were crying in their ears, and the sparks in their minds turned into winding blood.

Gradually, everything calmed down.

It was as if the millions of messy lines in my mind had finally been sorted out.

The pain gradually disappeared, or rather, it was not gone but numb.

She opened her eyes and saw Luya standing in front of the bed, frowned and looked at her.

"Princess, do you feel better?" Luya asked hurriedly when she saw her open her eyes.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Yuan Qingling said hoarsely.

It didn't hurt anymore, but she was numb and terrifying. She tried to reach out to pinch her face, but she didn't feel anything at all.

This works better than anesthetics.

"Then I will help you get up and you need to change your clothes, otherwise the prince will be angry." Luya reached out to help her, and the nanny also came in from outside, holding the clothes in her hand. Seeing her get up, she said, "Change clothes quickly, the prince is urging you."

Yuan Qingling stood numbly, allowing them to peel their shirts and change their clothes on their bodies, wrapping them around their wounds, and she didn't feel anything at all.

After changing his clothes and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yuan Qingling looked at the person in the mirror.

His facial features are delicate, fair skin, long curved eyelashes, and lifeless eyes are hidden.

The lips were very dry, pale, and there was no blood at all. The hair was messy, the slightly wider forehead was covered, and the skin was not shining at all.

However, as the skillful hands of his nanny and Luya were busy working on her face, she saw that there was another person in the bronze mirror, with eyebrows like willow leaves, red lips and white teeth, and charming phoenix eyes. She tried to open it a little wider and looked even more energetic.

"What is Zijin Soup?" Yuan Qingling spoke, his voice hoarse.

"Don't you remember?" Luya was stunned.

She didn't remember that there were many memories in her mind that did not belong to her, but she had no strength to slowly distinguish the memories.

But she no longer asked. Since Luya said that, she calmed down and thought slowly, and would know what Zijin Soup was.

She was sure that it was not a good thing.

She stood up and walked for a few steps, and the wound didn't hurt at all, just because she was very slow when she was numb and stepped on her legs.

"The princess, even if it doesn't hurt, you have to be careful when walking and try not to grind the wound." Madam Qi reminded.

"Is Brother Huo better?" Yuan Qingling held the threshold and looked back at her.

Madam Qi was stunned and nodded subconsciously, "It's much better."

Yuan Qingling looked at the sky outside. There was still sun just now, but now it was gray. It seemed that a heavy rain was coming.

"I'm sorry about Brother Huo!" She said almost inaudible.

Madam Qi and Luya looked at each other, and were both a little surprised.

Did she hear that right? She said sorry?
Chapter completed!