Dressed as the villain's favorite girl

Chapter 73 Not like a good person
"When the Empress Dowager is dying, your father is not in the mansion for the past few days, but stays in the palace. "Your little wheelchair will be brought to the mansion tomorrow, and let the son of the Song family push you out more." , Chuchu, your daddy has you in his heart, but if you don't explain clearly, you feel as proud as your daddy, will he look down on you first? "

After Jiang Rushuang finished speaking, she lifted Ji Shangchu's chin and wiped her tears with a small handkerchief.

"Chuchu, the mistake you made is not a trivial matter. You have to step down to your father first. Chuchu, think about it, if other people make such a mistake, what will be the result?"

I'm afraid I'm dead.

Ji Changchu didn't know.

But she didn't want to make up nonsense to lie to her father, and she didn't want to tell the truth. She didn't hate her father. The one who hated her was the original owner of this body, but she had already left.

"Beautiful sister, are you going to marry Daddy soon?"

Jiang Rushuang shook her head.

She is a slave, and she cannot marry before her slavery is removed.

"Chuchu, you have to consider the consequences when you do everything. Your leg bones have been reattached. After two months, the plasterboard will be removed, and you will resume training for another month. When your legs are healed, you will leave this Prince Cheng's mansion. There was no chance of explanation."

"Sister, can I still go see the emperor's grandmother? The emperor's grandmother used to treat me very well." Ji Shangchu's tears were blurred, and it was clear that the emperor's grandmother was well when she came to see her a few days ago.

"I don't care what I say about this kind of thing, you can only ask your father, but for this half month, your father has stayed in the palace."

Ji Shangchu held a lock of his hair in the palm of his hand, pinching it tightly.

"Sister, I don't think I'm qualified to stay in the palace anymore. I don't have the face to face my father. Even if my father doesn't hate me, Chuchu will hate me."

"Then Chu Chu thinks about it carefully. My sister is leaving first. If Chu Chu has something to do, ask someone to send me a message. I will try my best to help you."

Although she is a slave, those who can live in the palace's bedroom, the servants of the palace also regard her as the hostess, and respect her everywhere.

"Then Chu Chu, take a good rest and heal your leg injury. I'll talk about the rest later. I'll go back first."

Jiang Rushuang left with a smile, and when she went out, she ran into Song Xuanqing who was grinding medicine.

Jiang Rushuang suddenly came up with an idea, "Mr. Song, Chuchu's recovery period is really boring. Since Mr. Song is proficient in medicine, why don't you teach Xiaochu about herbal medicine."

Song Xuanqing paused, "Shall I teach Ji Shang how to learn medicine?"

At that time, Ji Changchu's temper of not learning anything and just wanting to sleep, why didn't he have to cry again?
"I try my best to teach her as much as I can."

When Song Xuanqing returned to Ji Shangchu's bedroom, Ji Shangchu was out of breath from crying again, and he asked why, no matter how coaxed, Ji Shangchu just cried for himself and ignored him at all.

"Forget it, you should cry. I'll go to the market to find some books for you. Your stepmother has told you to study medicine in your spare time, so I can only teach you as much as possible."

"I don't study, I don't study medicine, it's too difficult, I don't study, Song Xuanqing!"

No matter how much Ji Shang cried at the beginning, when she woke up the next day, there was an illustrated book on the identification of medicinal herbs on the table.

Song Xuanqing raised her eyebrows, "Look at it well, I'll get all these herbs for you to recognize in a few days, if you don't recognize them, you will be beaten."

Song Xuanqing was holding a feather duster in his hand, and with the smirk on his face, he didn't look like a good person.

(End of this chapter)