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Xiangyun Garden—

Ye Qingyan helped Qingze to get the broken leg and fixed it with a board. The whip on his back was cleaned, and some rotten meat was cut, so he personally applied medicine to her.

After the complete processing, two hours have passed.

Ye Qingyan took the warm wet wipes from Chunyu's hand and wiped his face. He covered it for a while before taking it off until the wet wipes became cold.

"Mrs. Xie, it is a great honor for me to have your own treatment." Qingze said with gratitude.

"No need to thank you, I'm just practicing with you." Ye Qingyan gave her a towel and wiped her face."

A maid came over with the medicine, "Empress, Miss Qingze's medicine has been boiled."

"Feed her."

"yes."

The soup medicine with a flowery smell revealed a hint of sweetness, and soon a large bowl of soup medicine was found.

"What a fragrant medicine." Qingze burped, and it also smelled of a flowery fragrance.

Ye Qingyan said: "There is a medicinal herb that is a flower, so it is more fragrant. Then you can rest, take medicine on time, change the medicine on time, and see you when I have time."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry for not being able to stay and thank you."

"Forget it, have a good rest."

"Send the Empress to the Queen."

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Ye Mansion, Yiningxuan is Ye Jingning's boudoir courtyard.

Since she returned from the Jiuwang Mansion, she locked herself in the room and didn't eat lunch, so she quietly stared at the half-painted trumpet tree.

When Ye heard that she had not eaten, he came to see her. He did not let the maid report Ye Jingning and went straight into the door.

"Ning'er?" Ye called out.

But Ye Jingning didn't hear it. She was now full of the ninth prince's appearance, and her face was already crazy.

"Ning'er!" Ye's voice became louder.

This time, Ye Jingning came to his senses. Seeing that it was Ye, he hurriedly stood up and said, "Mother, why are you here?"

Ye picked up the painting she was staring at, and the ink was topped with a scent of ink, "Isn't this Yunxuan paper and agarwood ink? Are you willing to use it? I usually see you hiding like a baby."

"Mother returned the painting to me." Ye Jingning took the painting back from Ye's hand, then rolled it up and put it into a vase and scroll barrel.

"I'm afraid my mother will say that you didn't draw well."

"No."

Ye sat down on the chair by himself, and then looked at her, "Is there something happening in the Jiuwang Mansion?"

Ye Jingning wanted to deny it, but when he met Ye's eyes, he couldn't say anything he denied. He snatched a silk handkerchief tightly with his hands and replied: "Daughter, when my daughter arrived at the Jiuwang Mansion, my sister had already left the mansion, and my daughter kept waiting for her to come back. Later, she felt bored, so she went to the atrium garden of Jiuwang Mansion and met His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince."

"You met the ninth prince?" Ye was surprised.

"Yes, Your Highness is a very good person." A hint of shyness appeared on Ye Jingning's face. After all, it was his mother and she didn't have so many concerns.

Ye looked at Ye Jingning, remembering what Ye Jingning looked when she first came in, and frowned...

"Ning'er, show the painting to my mother."

"Painting?" Ye Jingning took out the painting from the vase and scroll bucket, "This is just a semi-finished product. When my daughter is empty, she will finish the painting and frame it."

"It's not necessary to frame it." Ye's "squeeze" and tore the painting in half!

"Mother! What are you doing?" Ye Jingning's eyes turned red in an instant, and he grabbed the painting that had been torn in half from Ye's hand, "Why did you tear my painting?!"
Chapter completed!