Chapter 171 The Third Prince's Dark Moonlight Eunuch 08
Shen Xinran nodded, ran back to the cold palace as fast as she could, and cried out to Sima Yi, who was still reading in the yard, "Master, help!"
Sima Yi calmly took out a handkerchief from his bosom and wiped the sweat off Shen Xinran's forehead. He smiled faintly and said, "Why are you running so fast? Your face is covered in sweat."
Shen Xinran stared at Sima Yi's eyes intently, panting and saying, "The Ninth Prince is also allergic."
When Shen Xinran mentioned the word "allergy", she deliberately increased her voice, hoping that Sima Yi could understand what she meant.
Sima Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a cynical smile, "What does this have to do with me?"
Chen Xinran eagerly grabbed his sleeve, her eyes filled with pleading, "The Imperial Concubine said that if I can't find the cooling ointment, she will make me pay for the Ninth Prince's life."
Sima Yi put down the book in his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "But since you took my medicine, you are mine!"
Shen Xinran blinked and forced a smile, "Master, I didn't say anything just now. Haven't I been yours for a long time?"
Sima Yi smiled slightly, pointed towards the room, and said in a low voice, "The leftmost side of the second drawer of the bedside table."
Shen Xinran hurried to the room and opened the drawer according to Sima Yi's instructions, but was suddenly stunned.
The drawer was filled with medicine boxes. She opened the first layer again, and it was the same. Each one looked exactly the same, without any markings. Wasn't Sima Yi afraid he'd take the wrong medicine?
Shen Xinran picked up the medicine box on the far left for the second time, and before leaving, he confirmed again and again, "Master, are you sure this is the one?"
Sima Yi pondered for a moment, frowning slightly, "It's been too long, I can't remember clearly, maybe it's not this box."
Shen Xinran's heart tightened, "Master, my life is in your hands."
Sima Yi raised his eyes and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Hearing this, Shen Xinran breathed a sigh of relief and hurried away with the medicine box.
Back at Xianfu Palace, Shen Xinran handed the cooling ointment to the imperial concubine.
Watching the imperial concubine applying medicine to the little fat boy, Shen Xinran was so nervous that his heart was in his throat.
Fortunately, this time, the little fat boy did not feel any discomfort.
The imperial concubine turned her head and looked at Shen Xinran, "Where did you get this cooling ointment?"
Shen Xinran knelt on the ground and answered respectfully, "I bought it from a traveling doctor some time ago. At first, I was worried that it was of poor quality, so I didn't dare give it to the Ninth Prince."
The imperial concubine nodded and said, "You have done a good job on this matter. What reward do you want?"
Shen Xinran smiled slightly, "This servant does not ask for rewards, but only wishes the Ninth Prince peace and success."
The imperial concubine seemed very satisfied with Shen Xinran's answer. She turned to the maid beside her and ordered, "Go to my private vault and get fifty taels of gold as a reward for him."
Shen Xinran returned to the cold palace carrying a plate of gold. Sima Yi had already finished lunch and was enjoying the cool air in the yard.
He raised his head, glanced at Shen Xinran, and asked casually, "Did the imperial concubine give it to you?"
Shen Xinran nodded.
Sima Yi directly reached out his hand and said, "Give it to me!"
Sima Yi acted as if he wanted to take the gold for himself. Shen Xinran's eyes widened in surprise. She reminded him, "Master, this is a reward from the imperial concubine."
"Without my cooling ointment, would the imperial concubine have given it to you as a reward?" After Sima Yi finished speaking, he stood up, took the tray from Shen Xinran's hand, and walked towards his room.
Shen Xinran: “…”
But if you hadn't poisoned that little fat boy, why would the imperial concubine look for her? She wouldn't have been so worried all day and so busy that she hasn't even had breakfast yet.
As a master, you not only don't reward her with anything, but you also covet her few pieces of gold. Don't you feel ashamed?
About three days later in the afternoon, Eunuch Fushou suddenly came and asked Shen Xinran to go to Xianfu Palace.
As soon as Shen Xinran arrived at the palace gate, she heard the little fat boy crying loudly. That voice was so sad. "Wow, mother, my mynah bird said I was ugly. Will I always be this ugly?"
Eunuch Fushou brought Shen Xinran into the main hall and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, Xiao Xiangzi is here."
Shen Xinran bowed, but the imperial concubine didn't ask her to stand up, so she could only kneel behind Eunuch Fushou.
The imperial concubine patted the little fat boy on the head and said with a gentle smile, "How could that be? As long as you apply the medicine carefully, the marks on your face will fade."
After the imperial concubine finished speaking, she pointed at Shen Xinran's face and added, "Look at Xiao Xiangzi, isn't the mark on his face much lighter?"
Shen Xinran instantly understood why the imperial concubine wanted her here. It turned out that she wanted to be a reference.
The little fat boy followed the imperial concubine's finger and cried even harder when he saw Shen Xinran's face clearly. "Wow, but he's still so ugly now."
Shen Xinran: “…”
How many times has the fat kid called her ugly? It seems like the third time. They say things never happen more than three times, don't you understand?
Shen Xinran didn't know how long she knelt until the Ninth Prince was tired of crying and fell asleep in the Imperial Concubine's arms. The Imperial Concubine waved to her and said in a deep voice, "You can go back."
What Shen Xinran didn't know was that after she left, the imperial concubine touched the Ninth Prince's face and asked, "What do you think of this little Xiangzi?"
Besides the Imperial Concubine and the Ninth Prince, there was only one old nanny left in the room. After a moment's contemplation, she frowned and said, "He seems quite clever, but you can't trust everything he says."
The imperial concubine covered the ninth prince with a blanket and said, "I thought so too. Do you have a suitable young palace maid around you? Let's arrange for her to be in the cold palace."
…
Shen Xinran staggered back to the cold palace. Her legs seemed to no longer belong to her, and they trembled with every step.
When Sima Yi saw him, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Shen Xinran leaned against the wall and waved his hand gently, "Nothing, I just knelt for too long."
Sima Yi said nothing more and turned back to his room.
But when he came out of the room, he was holding a pair of knee pads in his hands. "Next time you go to Xianfu Palace, be smarter."
Shen Xinran looked at Sima Yi with a hint of shock in his eyes, "Did you do this?"
Sima Yi's expression was indifferent. "If you don't want it, you can give it back to me."
Shen Xinran hurriedly hid the knee pad behind him and said with a smile: "I just want to say that this knee pad is so well made that I am a little reluctant to use it."
Sima Yi's eyes were filled with unconcealable pride. "What's so difficult about this? You'll get it after practicing a few times."
Shen Xinran looked at the knee pads carefully and was secretly surprised. She didn't expect that the male protagonist in this world could actually do handicrafts.
Sima Yi returned to his private recliner and said casually, "As long as you are loyal, I promise that you will never have to kneel in front of anyone in the future."
After Shen Xinran put away the knee pads, he raised an eyebrow and asked, "Including you?"
Sima Yi glanced at Shen Xinran and sneered, "Except for the first time we met, when have I ever made you kneel?"
Shen Xinran frowned slightly, lost in memories.
Indeed, she kneeled to the male protagonist the least number of times. Thinking about it this way, the male protagonist seemed to be quite nice to her.
But don't think that she will forget that he stole her gold! You poor bastard!
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