She didn't know what the eldest lady was doing in the house, or why the bath water had turned so black. She just wanted to live a good life, asking nothing, saying nothing, and being mute...
Song Yi was taken to a servant's room. The room was very small and had a strange smell. It was rumored that the previous owner liked to do some smelly things in it. Later, because the smell was too strong, the housekeeper drove him out of the house.
After the servant left, no one approached the yard anymore. All the servants moved to the yard opposite until Song Yi was carried in.
As soon as Jiang Zhili walked into the yard, she felt a faint smell in the yard. Linglong behind her kindly handed her a silk handkerchief and asked her to cover her nose with it, which made her feel better.
"Why is this yard so desolate?" Jiang Zhili frowned.
The yard was overgrown with weeds, and it looked desolate as if no one was there. Even so, there was a faint stench in the air throughout the yard.
If you smell it carefully, it's disgusting!
The twenty servants following Jiang Zhili responded quickly, "A strange man once lived in this courtyard. He had an unbearable stench! Fortunately, he has been expelled from the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Jiang Zhili pursed her lips, covered her nose with a handkerchief, and walked towards Song Yi's house.
Song Yi's face was pale. He lay on the bed, staring at the beams covered with cobwebs and frowning.
The faint stench in the room disturbed him so much that he couldn't close his eyes. His five senses were naturally stronger than those of ordinary people.
The stench became more obvious.
At this time, his wound had been treated. Although it was extremely rough, some medicine was applied on it to stop the bleeding. He was also changed into a clean coarse linen shirt. Although it was patched, it was much better than the previous wet and bloody shirt.
Song Yi felt that even in that deserted cold palace, he couldn't be as sad as this. At least the cold palace didn't stink...
Jiang Zhili is indeed a vicious person.
Just say that she has bad intentions and is torturing herself in various ways.
Forget it, I'll wait until I get through this difficult time, then I'll deal with this vicious woman.
Thinking of this, Song Yi closed his eyes, preparing to force himself to rest for a while.
At this time.
The wooden door was kicked open with a bang by the servant.
Bang——
The wooden door, which was already very thin, shook and fell directly to the ground.
Jiang Zhili: "..."
She kicked the door, and if you didn't know, you would think she was here to beat someone up.
Song Yi, who was lying on the bed and preparing to fall asleep, felt his temple throb suddenly. He looked towards the door with cold eyes.
I saw the vicious girl standing at the door, the sunlight shining behind her, giving her a layer of golden light, which was extremely deceptive!
Song Yi looked at Jiang Zhili and began to feel cold all over.
Men have their own aura, but they are like a tiger in plain land bullied by dogs, and a phoenix covered in mud and water, which makes people unable to recognize it at all.
"What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll dig your eyeballs out!"
The original body's first lackey rushed forward, pretending to beat Song Yi, but Song Yi's eyes were too cold, so he took two steps forward and then stopped.
This lackey helped the original body do a lot of stupid things.
Jiang Zhili covered his nose and signaled to the servants: "Go clean up the room next door, light some incense, and then carry the person next door."
The room smells a bit strong, and she doesn't want to apply medicine to Song Yi in this environment.
Song Yi sneered in his heart.
He wanted to see how this vile snake was going to humiliate him next!
The original body had an arrogant and domineering temperament, and even if these servants felt that something was wrong, no one dared to step forward to stop it.
Instead, he went to the next room very quickly. In less than a cup of tea, he had cleaned up the place next door and then carried Song Yi over.
Jiang Zhili also followed, and the house was filled with a faint pine scent.
The servants were reluctant to use incense on Song Yi, so they picked some from the pine trees outside, set them on fire to release the scent, and used it to cover up the faint stench in the yard.
It works very well.
"Miss, please take a seat," Linglong bowed and invited Jiang Zhili to take a seat.
The servants brought a set of exquisite and luxurious mahogany tables and chairs to Jiang Zhili and placed them in this simple servant's room for her to sit on.
Song Yi was placed on a piece of wood covered with hay, looking very shabby.
{Tsk, no wonder Song Yi had to kill the original father and daughter with his own hands in the end, this is simply too much,} Duoduo couldn't help but speak out.
Jiang Zhili pressed her throbbing temples. She had already seen the look in Song Yi's eyes that seemed to want to cut her into pieces.
She gestured to the servants, "Go out and clear out a room in my courtyard. From now on, Gousheng will be my personal bodyguard."
If Song Yi is left here, he might not even be able to eat a hot meal. These servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion are used to changing their attitudes according to the situation.
The servants agreed and then left the house.
Jiang Zhili glanced at Linglong who was guarding the wall and said, "You go guard outside too."
Linglong responded, lowered her head and walked out, not caring at all about what her master wanted to do.
Jiang Zhili curled his lips, thinking that he had not chosen the wrong maid.
She took out the repair cream from her sleeve, walked to Song Yi's bed, and began to take off his clothes.
Song Yi's face was pale and the veins on his forehead were about to pop out.
"Jiang Zhili, what are you going to do!" His tone was a little excited, like a fragile girl forced into a corner.
Jiang Zhili's hand was blocked by Song Yi.
I didn't expect that this person still had the strength to stop me.
She thought for a moment, picked up the white porcelain bottle in her hand, and shook it: "Your wound needs medicine, otherwise it will take root."
Song Yi was framed by the prince's party. He was already drugged and seriously injured. Coupled with the beating from his original body, his body was already at the end of its strength. He was kept alive by his will, which left a root of illness. Whenever it rained, his whole body would feel pain and itchiness, which was very torturous.
On the light screen, she saw that after Song Yi ascended the throne in the later period, no matter how many miracle doctors he found, he could not cure the root cause of his illness.
The medicine in her hand, if applied for seven days, would be able to neutralize the medicine given by the prince and heal his external injuries without leaving any root cause of the disease.
Song Yi's pair of black eyes were frighteningly cold: "I don't need your medicine!"
Jiang Zhili had already expected this. She put the porcelain bottle in her hand on the table and then untied her belt.
Song Yi's black eyes narrowed, and he shouted: "What do you want to do!"
He knew that this vicious woman liked his face. Could it be that she was going to force him?
Thinking of this, a surge of anger surged in Song Yi's heart. This anger was filled with resentment and a bit of powerlessness.
He knew that if Jiang Zhili insisted on using force, he would not be able to resist at all given his current condition...
Jiang Zhili took the belt in her hand, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and a smile bloomed on her fair and delicate face.
"Why are you asking me this? If you don't obey, I'll tie you up!"
After saying that, Jiang Zhili bent down and walked towards Song Yi...
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