Chapter 212: Taunting, isn’t Prince Ning’s life worth this price?
"Am I wrong?" Feng Ming said unhappily.
The prince, despite the concubine's tears, took so much effort to prepare two boxes of new clothes for the princess, but she chose to wear old clothes that others gave her. This hurt the prince's heart so much.
No wonder the prince was so angry that he couldn't sleep the whole night.
If this happened to him, he would also be angry.
Yuzhu was so angry that she didn't bother to argue with him and asked directly, "Where are the clothes?"
"Of course, it's sent back to where it came from."
"You..." Yuzhu stomped her feet and was about to walk towards the room where Ye Lanyin was.
Feng Ming reminded her from behind, "The Fifth Young Master's wife already gave it to you yesterday. If you ask for it again today, even if she gives it to you, would you be embarrassed to accept it?"
Yuzhu stopped in her tracks instantly.
She looked at the man behind her warily, "What do you mean by that?"
Did he not send those winter clothes back at all?
Feng Ming looked at the purple dress on her and sneered, "It's so ugly. This dress doesn't suit you at all."
"What did you say?" Yuzhu looked at him in disbelief.
"It makes it look dark." Feng Ming shrugged.
"Say it again!" Yuzhu rushed over and was about to hit someone.
Feng Ming did not hide, but took out two winter clothes from behind and handed them over, "I think these two are more suitable for you."
One navy blue, one light dark blue.
Although it looks gray, it is more suitable for Yuzhu's skin color.
Regardless of whether they look good or not, just looking at the fine stitching and soft lining of these two pieces of clothing, you can tell that they are warm.
"I'm not rare..."
Before Yuzhu could finish her words, Feng Ming simply pushed the clothes into her arms and ran away.
Yuzhu was left standing there in a daze, holding her clothes.
After a moment, she remembered the business, "Hey, where are my lady's clothes?"
Unfortunately, Feng Ming had already walked away, and she could only stamp her feet in anger.
She didn't want the young lady to wear the clothes prepared by the prince.
The young lady has clearly divorced the prince. If she continues to use the things the prince gives her, won't she be gossiped about?
Especially the one from Qingzhuyuan is also in Jokhang Temple now.
Lin Miaoyin took this scene in, and without any pretense, she put on the clothes prepared by Beigong You.
The weather is so cold now and her body hasn't recovered yet. If she catches a cold again, it will be no joke. She doesn't want to have a fever for another three or five days.
That feeling is really uncomfortable.
She can never be hard on herself no matter who she is.
Not long after she finished her meal, she heard a cough coming from outside the room.
She frowned slightly.
Didn’t Dingxiang already have the vaccination? How come someone in the Jokhang Temple was still infected with smallpox?
Although the Jokhang Temple was a royal temple with a lot of incense, since the outbreak of smallpox, the nobles in the capital stopped going out, so naturally no one came to burn incense. For this reason, the monks and nuns in the Jokhang Temple escaped the scourge of smallpox.
Later, there were continuous heavy rains and flash floods. People in Beijing fled to the mountains for shelter, bringing smallpox with them.
For a time, smallpox spread throughout the Jokhang Temple.
After Lin Miaoyin woke up and learned about this, she prepared medicine and smallpox paste and asked Dingxiang to take it to treat the smallpox.
Fortunately, the epidemic was discovered in time and was brought under control in a short time.
Just as she was thinking, she heard the voice of Aunt Zhang from outside, "My Lady Concubine, it's so cold, why are you here?"
"I... ahem... I came to pay my respects to my sister, the princess."
Song Qingyun coughed and said, "I have been in the Jokhang Temple for two days, but I have not yet greeted my sister Princess. This is not right."
"What the Concubine said makes sense, but the princess just went to bed, so it's really unfortunate that you came."
"It's okay, I'll wait for my sister here... cough cough... I'll go in and pay my respects to her when she wakes up." Song Qingyun started coughing again as she spoke. There was no trace of blood on her pale face, and she looked shaky, as if she would faint at any time.
How dare Nanny Zhang let her wait outside in the cold wind?
"My Lady Concubine, please go back first. It won't be too late for you to come back after the princess wakes up." She said hurriedly.
Song Qingyun shook her head.
He seemed to be determined not to leave until he saw Lin Miaoyin. "I should have paid my respects to the princess yesterday, but my health is not good. Ahem... I have to pay my respects to the princess today no matter what."
Just as Nanny Zhang was about to persuade her, Lin Miaoyin opened the door from the inside.
"Sister Princess?" Song Qingyun was suddenly stunned.
She subconsciously looked at Lin Miaoyin's belly. She didn't expect that she had changed so much in just a few days. Not only was her belly slightly bulging, but even her waist was rounder, showing signs of pregnancy.
When she thought that Beigong You's child was being nurtured there, she wanted to tear the handkerchief in her hand.
She caught a cold when she was young, which made it difficult for her to get pregnant for the rest of her life.
She knew that Beigong You would not give up his offspring for her.
She had thought that he would have children with another woman in the future, and she was mentally prepared to accept his child.
But this person cannot be Lin Miaoyin.
When Lin Miaoyin intervened and snatched him away from her, he hated her so much.
Now he asked her to give birth to his child. Isn't this a slap in her face?
She couldn't let this happen!
"Aren't you here to pay your respects? Why are you still standing there?" Lin Miaoyin had no idea what Song Qingyun was thinking. After she said that, she turned around and sat on the chair behind her.
"Princess..." Nanny Zhang was worried.
Concubine Song is obviously not a good person, so there is no need for the princess to meet her.
Lin Miaoyin gave her a reassuring look. With so many people here, Song Qingyun would not do anything to her.
The more strained her relationship with Beigong You became, the more she had to maintain her image as a weak little Baihua.
"Zizhu, help me in." Song Qingyun said lightly.
After entering the room, Zizhu closed the door. At this time, besides the master and servant, only Lin Miaoyin and Xiaodie were left in the room.
Xiaodie's body has not recovered yet, so Lin Miaoyin did not arrange any work for her.
She usually stayed in the room during the day to keep Lin Miaoyin company.
"Your servant greets Sister Princess." As soon as Song Qingyun entered the door, she bowed deeply to Lin Miaoyin.
Lin Miaoyin raised her eyebrows and asked, "What is Concubine Song singing today?"
On the day the imperial edict of divorce came down, she couldn't wait to take her maids to Shaohua Courtyard to snatch her courtyard. Now she dragged her half-dead body to pay homage to her as a concubine.
Song Qingyun is not a person who does things in a self-contradictory way.
It only means one thing, that she came to see her today for another purpose.
Song Qingyun looked at her furry winter coat, a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and then she sneered: "I thought Miss Lin was a man of integrity, but I didn't expect she was also two-faced."
Lin Miaoyin curled the corner of her mouth slightly and continued listening to her.
Song Qingyun pursed her lips and said no more. But Zizhu beside her couldn't help but get angry, "Miss Lin keeps saying that she has divorced the prince, but she still eats and uses the prince's things. Not only does she take advantage of her illness to monopolize the prince, but she even wants to steal my concubine's cloak. She is really..." shameless!
She didn't dare say the latter part of this sentence, but the anger in her eyes said it all.
Lin Miaoyin smiled softly, "I have saved him so many times and never charged him for his medical treatment. What's wrong with eating and using his food? Not to mention these clothes, even if he gave me the land and shops of Prince Ning's mansion, I wouldn't think it was too much. Isn't Prince Ning's life worth this price? Concubine Song, why don't you cough now? I heard that you were so sick that you couldn't get off the bed. Are you getting better so soon?"
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