Forgive me, Your Majesty

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After lunch, Hua Yi moved a chair in front of the courtyard in the sun, with the eleven girls have just eaten, the maid is withdrawing the plate, Hua Yi see the end out of the plate in the rice almost did not move, the platter is also very nice, she could not help but ask a sentence, “this dish in the end to eat or not eat ah?”
The maid said, “The girl said she has a bad appetite and doesn’t want to eat.”
The dishes that hadn’t been touched by the chopsticks were thus removed, Hua Yi skimmed her mouth, you bunch of blessed women who won’t enjoy yourselves, you don’t eat what’s good to eat, and she doesn’t have the chance to eat what she wants to eat! The chef never sends his skills to her room, causing her to go to the kitchen every night to steal them.
She went back to the house resentfully, took out the five spiced thin chops she stole last night and nibbled on them until her stomach was round, then slowly went out for a walk. Passing by the flower garden, she saw that Rong Qing was holding a net to pounce on the butterflies, she also saw Hua Yi and greeted her with a delicate smile, “The weather is really nice today, elder sister also came out for a walk?”
Hua Yi nodded and emphasized again, “Don’t call me sister, just call me Hua Yi, if you’re thinking about it, you can call me Sister Hua Yi.”
What sister sister makes it seem like she is a member of Teng Feng Yuan’s harem, she is not, she is staying here to mingle and wait for death.
Rong Qing immediately changed her tone, “I wonder if Sister Hua Yi can help me pounce on a butterfly? I’m clumsy, after half a day of pouncing, I didn’t get a butterfly, but a bee instead.”
Hua Yi giggled and stepped into the flower garden, Rong Qing jumped over to hand her the net for the butterfly and accidentally poked Hua Yi’s wrist with the thin bamboo pole on the net. This would not have been a problem, but the bamboo pole was not clean, and there was a sharp protrusion at the bamboo joints, and this cut, Hua Yi’s wrist was bleeding.
Rong Qing panicked, threw the net pocket and hurriedly apologized, took out a handkerchief to cover the wound for Hua Yi, “It’s all my fault for being clumsy, sister, quickly go into the house and bandage it.”
She pulls Hua Yi to the Ya Zhu small residence, calling the maid to bring medicine, while bandaging Hua Yi while apologizing, eyes are red. Hua Yi instead advised her, “It’s not a problem, it’s just a small injury, it doesn’t hurt much.”
Hua Yi said and also hemmed and hawed and laughed twice, Rong Qing still felt guilty, “If I let your lord know that I hurt my sister, I’m afraid I’ll be blamed.”
Hua Yi said, “If he really knows, he might want to praise you for a job well done.
I don’t know what kind of medicine Rong Qing used, black brown paste, once it touches the wound, the paste seems to drill inside the wound, the blood immediately stops and the pain is gone, Hua Yi said, “This wound medicine of yours is really good.”
“Your Holiness gave it to me some days ago.” Rong Qing said and blushed again, “His Holiness has never been gentle, when doing that every time it hurts so much, he gave this medicine ……”

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