I'm a good man [quick wear]

Ling Yu didn't struggle to get down this time, and she didn't feel embarrassed to see anyone. She hugged Ji Yang, looked away, and said softly, "Go and change the quilt inside."

Ji Yang smiled and looked down at her, "Do you mind so much?"

"We have to replace everything." Ling Yu emphasized.

After hearing this, the corners of his mouth turned up more and more, and he was in a very good mood.

"Yes, slave, go right away." Xia He covered his mouth and smiled, lowered his head, turned around and followed the guard into the study.

Ji Yang hugged her and walked forward.

Ling Yu circled his neck and raised her head slightly, "Your Majesty, Li Chanchan is temporarily locked in the dungeon, how do you feel about it?"

From the time he woke up until now, he has never asked about this matter at all, as if he was an unimportant person and not worth his trouble at all.

"Execution." Ji Yang spat out, as if he was too lazy to think about it.

"Is it so serious? Do we need to continue the investigation? We need to give an explanation." Ling Yu answered gently.

Ji Yang liked the way she followed him without retorting and raised his eyebrows, "Framing me is a capital crime, what else do I need to explain?"

"If the king wants her to die, she must die!"

"Albizia incense is not an ordinary thing. Where did Li Chanchan get it? Whether there was someone behind the scenes who gave her advice, we don't know." Ling Yu analyzed.

"What do you think about Yu'er? How do you think we should check?" Ji Yang carried her into the courtyard and walked to the inner room.

"The imperial doctor said that the spice in the incense burner was not acacia, and what was found from Li Chanchan was. Fortunately, the prince's body was normal. Is there any other medicine? Li Chanchan has not been interrogated..."

"Your Majesty." Ling Yu stopped mid-sentence. Ji Yang had already put her on the bed and was pressing her down.

There is nothing more to say.

"Yu'er, continue, I, the king, are listening." Ji Yang touched the tips of her noses, and his warm breath sprayed her, "Then what? What should I, the king, do?"

Ling Yu blushed.

Their lips were so close to each other, how could she speak?

"Miss."

Qiu Yu's voice came, and then she walked in.

In the past, Ling Yu would quickly push Ji Yang away, always feeling that it was a matter of face and unnatural to be seen, but that was not the case now.

There were rumors outside that she was not favored. She had selfish motives and wanted to let others see how favored she really was.

When Qiu Yu saw the two of them being very intimate, she quickly bowed her head and stepped aside, reminding her, "Miss, it's time to take the anti-fetal medicine."

"Yes." Ling Yu responded and looked at Ji Yang, "I'll drink the medicine first. I've already warmed up."

Ji Yang stood up.

When she sat up, he had already walked towards Qiu Yu.

Ji Yang is the kind of person who has a sense of dignity, but because he is too casual, he also gives people the feeling that he will do whatever he wants at all times.

Few people in the court dared to openly oppose him, and the maids did not dare to vent their anger when they saw him.

The same goes for Qiu Yu.

Ji Yang got closer and closer. She buried her head very low and held a bowl of dark medicine in her hand.

At this time, she felt something else in her heart.

They were trained by Madam Ling a long time ago, serving Ji Yang when Ling Yu was inconvenient, and then bribed by Aunt Zhang.

The goal has always been clear, to use all his strength to take away Ling Yu's favor.

When she saw Ji Yang, she fell even more.

"Give me the medicine." Ji Yang said.

Qiu Yu raised her head, with a smile on her lips, gently raised the tray, handed it over, and looked at Ji Yang shyly.

He ignored her and took the medicine.

Suddenly, Qiu Yu's ankle seemed to be hit by something, and the pain was unbearable. She exclaimed, fell forward, and let go of the tray.

There was a loud noise, the ceramic bowl fell, and the concoction splashed all over the floor, right at Ji Yang's feet.

"Your Majesty." Ling Yu walked over quickly, "Qiu Yu, what's going on?"

When Ji Yang is angry, the other party will suffer.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Miss, please spare your life." Qiu Yu was also frightened and knelt on the ground, kowtowing.

The knocking didn't make a sound, she was really afraid of losing her appearance.

"You can't do this well, so what's the use of you?" Ji Yang glanced at her, "You dare to overturn the princess's anti-fetal medicine and don't want to live anymore?"

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, I didn't do this on purpose." Qiu Yu said, begging for mercy and looking at Ling Yu, "Miss, I didn't do it on purpose. Please save me."

She knew that Ling Yu was soft-hearted, especially towards the maids like them.

Just as Ling Yu was about to speak, Ji Yanghei's face was sullen, and it was clearly written in his eyes: Am I not as important as a maid?

She swallowed back the words silently, with a concerned voice, "Is the prince injured?"

"Whether this king will be injured or not depends on you." Ji Yang said.

"..." Ling Yu turned to look at Qiu Yu on the ground, "You still haven't changed your habit of being careless. If you clean up this place, I will punish you to stay in the laundry room for a month to temper your temper."

"Miss... I thank you, Miss." Qiu Yu finally changed her words.

Ji Yang was here, so she didn't dare to talk nonsense and quickly knelt down to pick up the pieces.

"Mother Xu, go make some medicine for the princess and be more considerate." Ji Yang looked calm and said towards the door.

"Old slave, go now." Nanny Xu responded, looking at Qiu Yu several times with a stern look, and shaking her head repeatedly.

This girl, her mind is unstable, she might as well go through hardships.

Ling Yu pulled Ji Yang to the bedside and said, "It's getting late. How about you go to bed and rest first?"

Ji Yang nodded.

She walked closer to him and reached out to help him take off his coat.

Qiu Yu lowered her head, her hand was scratched by the debris, she clenched her teeth tightly, and looked at the two people sticking together from the corner of her eye.

She was a first-class maid, and now she actually had to go to the laundry room. Did Ling Yu deliberately mess with her?

He also said he would be good to them.

Moreover, they should be the ones to help Ji Yang wash and change clothes, but Ling Yu does it herself every time.

Last time, she said that she would arrange for them to be served by personal maids. According to her, she wished she could do it herself, for fear that the prince would not care about her.