Chapter 112 I will report you to the police
Jing'er was determined to die, and she didn't even raise her head.
Cuizhu and the imperial physician stood opposite Cheng Jin, and even the imperial physician was a little at a loss, not knowing whether to stay here or leave.
Before Cuizhu asked, Cheng Jin said to the imperial physician: "Why are you still standing there in a daze? Can't you see there is a patient here?"
Cheng Jin picked up the blood-stained towel on Jing'er's face, pushed a chair over, and motioned Ziying to help Jing'er up. He sat beside her and folded it up seriously, looking unconcerned.
Jing'er looked at Cheng Jin in a somewhat flattered and surprised manner, staring at Cheng Jin in a trance, not caring about what the imperial physician was doing to her face.
"Hiss!"
Jing'er's attention was drawn back by the sudden severe pain on her face. She frowned and looked up at the imperial physician.
When Cheng Jin heard Jing'er's voice, he glanced at her and said coldly, "You were so cruel to yourself when you did it, why are you afraid of pain now?"
The imperial physician said, "Girl, bear with it, I want to disinfect the wound. There are a lot of impurities on your wound, so don't get infected."
After the imperial physician treated Jing'er's wound and left, Cheng Jin stood up and walked to Jing'er, saying meaningfully,
"I know why the Queen Mother kept you by my side, but I am not someone you can easily mess with. You should think carefully about what you should say and what you should not say." "
You are the Queen Mother's person, and it is impossible for me to ask you to be loyal to me, but if you dare to do anything out of line, I promise that I will not show mercy like I did today."
Jing'er immediately knelt on the ground and nodded repeatedly.
After Cheng Jin left the house, she asked Cuizhu to find the ointment for treating wounds that Chu Chengye had sent to the palace earlier and give it to Jing'er.
Cuizhu was a little confused and asked, "I'm not feeling sorry for those things, I'm just a little curious. It's obvious that Jing'er was sent by the Queen Mother to monitor the Queen Mother. She cut herself today, so it's not our fault. Why is the Queen Mother so good to her?"
Cheng Jin said, "Everyone knows this. The Queen Mother wants to use Jing'er to test my bottom line and see how long I can endure. Whenever someone comes to the palace to see the wound on Jing'er's face, they will ask her whether she got the wound in Chunhe Palace. Those who are willing to believe it will know that Jing'er cut herself, and those who are unwilling to believe it will definitely put the blame on me and say that I did it."
"Let Jing'er stay in our palace and don't let the Queen Mother catch any handle on us."
"Jing'er is also a pitiful 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 an ordinary palace maid. But she must be avoided for some important matters."
Cuizhu nodded after hearing what Cheng Jin said, and gave the things to Jing'er.
Jing'er's face had been bandaged by the imperial physician. When she saw Cuizhu coming, she timidly hid in the 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 at the corner. Come here."
Jing'er thought that Cheng Jin had asked Cuizhu to teach her a lesson because of Cuizhu's posture. She shrank her neck and went ahead anyway.
"Why are you acting like that? You act as if someone has bullied you.
Jing'er immediately shook her head, "No, no, the noble concubine has been so kind to me, I will never forget it."
Cuizhu snorted coldly and whispered, "I didn't expect you to repay me, just don't repay kindness with enmity."
Jing'er just lowered her head and said nothing.
Cuizhu didn't want to say anything to her anymore, and stuffed the ointment into Jing'er's hand, "The queen asked me to give it to you. You can do this to yourself, and the queen can't bear to see it. Remember to apply some on the wound every day, and there will be no scars on your face." Jing'er looked
up at Cuizhu in horror, not daring to take it.
"No, it's too expensive."
Cuizhu was a little impatient, "Just take it if I give it to you, and don't let the queen say that you didn't complete the task she asked me to do. "
Jing'er then took the things.
After Cuizhu delivered the things, she left.
Jing'er stood there alone, holding the agate incense box with gold edges in her hand, and stood there for a long time without moving.
Why did Concubine Rong treat her so well?
She saved her life, called the imperial physician for her, and gave her ointment.
She didn't know what ointment was in it, but just by looking at the incense box, she knew that it must be something expensive.
But her life was so fragile, how could she use this ointment?
Her face, Is it that important?
This was the first time that Jing'er hated having such a face. If it wasn't for this face that was so similar to Cheng Jin's, the Queen Mother wouldn't have chosen her to stay in Shou'an Palace. She
wouldn't have let her be the Queen Mother's spy.
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. It would be fine if she died, but she couldn't let her family get hurt.
She had no choice.
Cheng Jin didn't show much enthusiasm or alienation towards Jing'er, but just... When Chun and Hong had another maid, they asked her to work outside, and there was no other difference.
After Wu Xia was cleaned out of Cheng Jin's body, Chu Chengye gave an order. In addition to carefully checking Cheng Jin's three meals a day, he also ordered Cheng Jin to sleep less every day.
It could have been discovered earlier, but Cheng Jin usually slept so long a day that she didn't even notice anything wrong with herself.
What happened to Cheng Jin after controlling her sleep time? I can also know the things at the first time.
Not letting Cheng Jin sleep is understandable, and Chu Chengye can feel that he cares about his health by doing it reluctantly, but what's the reason for him to go to Yu Garden for two laps after waking up every day and then go to Jingyang Palace?
Cheng Jin rushed into Jingyang Palace to protest and demand her human rights.
When Cheng Jin came, Chu Chengye was sitting at the desk reading a book.
Cheng Jin went up and snatched the book in Chu Chengye's hand, raised her 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, and the protest is invalid."
Cheng Jin took a step back and raised the book high again.
"I report you to the police, and you restrict my personal freedom."
Chu Chengye couldn't help laughing after hearing what Cheng Jin said, "Okay, who dares to review your case and arrest me?"
Cheng Jin was stunned, "Then I will appeal, and I will find someone who can arrest you."
"Okay, I'll wait for him here."
Chu Chengye smiled even more, and took the book back from Cheng Jin's hand while Cheng Jin was not paying attention, closed it and put it on the table, leaned back in the chair casually, and watched Cheng Jin thinking hard.
Cheng Jin really couldn't think of anyone who could control Chu Chengye, so she also sat on the chair.
Suddenly, she had an idea.
Cheng Jin kept muttering:
[God, Prince Yan, Chu Chengye is so rampant, please arrest him quickly.]
No one will arrest you, I curse you.