After packing his things, Fudong couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Your Highness, General Meng's banquet will be held in a few days. Our palace has also received invitations from there today. Your neck..." Fu Dong was a little anxious.

There have been so many banquets held in this palace in the past few years, and this is the first time that a post has been sent to them. They will definitely not be able to refuse.

If someone discovers the injury on His Highness's neck, the consequences will be disastrous.

Jing Ling nodded and looked at her pale face in the mirror, feeling really troubled.

The main protagonist of this banquet was Meng Rongzhen. She had just met Meng Rongzhen, and she couldn't guarantee whether Meng Rongzhen could see her face clearly at that time. Although she had already put some flour on her face in time, and added that she had appeared at the beginning. During the palace period, I also put on a little makeup to cover up.

But the wound on her neck was too obvious. Once a smart person like Meng Rongzhen discovered it, it would be difficult not to suspect her.

Meng Rongzhen is really her disaster.

After thinking to no avail, Jing Ling shook her head, "That's all, just take it one step at a time. I'll put off Grandma Wang's affairs for a while. I won't go out recently. Please help me keep an eye out for any strange people at the door."

"Weird person?" Fudong cut the wick and was just making Jing Ling's bed when he heard Jing Ling's instructions and turned around in confusion.

Jing Ling smiled, "Yes, a strange person."

Jing Ling stared at the jumping flames and counted the recent days.

It's about time, it seems to be around this time in the original plot, the heroine Wen Yiwan's soul passes through the body of a low-class palace maid with the same name in the Jinling Kingdom Palace.

There was a kind-hearted original owner who saved her life in this cannibal palace before, but what about now?

Can Wen Yiwan continue to seek refuge by threatening her, and continue to survive unharmed in this palace that eats people without spitting out their bones?

……

Within a few days, there was another heavy snowfall.

The fluttering snowflakes were falling wantonly, and Jing Ling was staying in the room holding a book and reading when she suddenly heard a rush of footsteps coming from the yard.

"Your Highness!" Fudong walked in hurriedly, turned around and closed the door.

"Your Highness, there is a maid lying at the door outside our palace. The footprints look like she came from the direction of the Clothing Bureau. She is fainting now."

Jing Ling nodded, let Fudong put a black cloak on her, and walked out slowly.

Many servants from Jingling Hall have gathered at the door, and they are forming a circle and pointing at the unconscious people underground.

Judging from the identity of the clothes bureau, the person who fainted underground should be the heroine Wen Yiwan.

Even though Wen Yiwan was unconscious at the moment, her eyebrows were still slightly furrowed, and combined with the girl's palm-sized oval face, she looked even more delicate and charming.

Wen Yiwan is not very old, but her exposed hands are covered with frostbite and are red from the cold.

As mentioned in the original plot, Wen Yiwan is a low-class palace maid who has been in the Huanyi Bureau since she entered the palace. However, Wen Yiwan was not very smart at first, so she was very dull in her dealings with others, so she was often criticized by other people in the Huanyi Bureau. But even if she was bullied and ostracized by others, Wen Yiwan was always submissive and did not dare to resist. She could only endure the criticism from others in the clothes bureau day after day.

Jing Ling looked at Wen Yiwan and could clearly feel that Wen Yiwan was about to wake up. No one else but her would know that this body had a different soul when it woke up.

However, the character of Wen Yiwan from modern times is completely different from the original Wen Yiwan.

She is smart, alert and vengeful.

"Well, find two stronger eunuchs and throw the person into the woodshed. Then find someone to go to the Clothing Bureau and ask for this girl."

Fudong frowned slightly, confused.

Didn't His Highness say that this person is strange? Why did he let the strange person into his yard? What if this person had no good intentions towards His Highness...

Jing Ling shook the folding fan, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

She loves challenges the most.

The so-called plot is that even if you throw the heroine back into the clothing bureau today, you are afraid that you will have anything to do with the heroine, but after the broken heroine wakes up, she may still be because of you not helping her. And I will hold a grudge against you.

The plot is so powerful, even if the cannon fodder avoids you like a snake and a scorpion, the male and female protagonists have no choice but to force themselves through it.

So, first put the heroine right under her nose and see what she can do.

……

Jing Ling didn't give Wen Yiwan a chance to meet her at all, and directly called Grandma Wang below to take her.

Grandma Wang has been suppressed by the mountain above her for a long time. Wen Yiwan happened to come, but she used her [-]% ability to discipline her servants on Wen Yiwan.

Grandma Wang was not easy to talk to, and Wen Yiwan was not someone to be trifled with either. The two of them fought like dogs and cats, and they were evenly matched.

In the days before the celebration banquet, Jing Ling was recuperating from his injuries while listening to Fudong's live broadcast to relieve his boredom.

Soon, the celebration banquet arrived. Just the night before the celebration banquet, news came from the palace that the proton of Ziyan Kingdom was too fragile and fell ill again after two heavy snowfalls.

Wen Yiwan rubbed her sore shoulders, listened to the discussion of the people around her, and couldn't help but look up at the brightly lit hall in front of her.

The fragile-looking maidservant's pupils were dark and as cold as snow.

It has been nearly a week since she came to this courtyard, but she has never seen the owner of this courtyard, the so-called Proton of the Purple Smoke Kingdom. However, she often sees the proton's personal maid bringing some food in every day, and then again and again. Come out with a dinner plate.

Wen Yiwan always felt a little strange.

Years of experience as an agent told her that this proton was weird, but she really didn't know what it was like.

After thinking about it, Wen Yiwan calmly held the broom and walked gently towards the door of the hall where the imperial doctor came in and out.

As soon as I arrived at the entrance of the temple, a strong smell of medicine hit my face.

Mixed with a few coughs that were neither light nor heavy, the maid next to him was sobbing.

Wen Yiwan turned around cautiously and glanced inside with a evasive expression.

At this time, the place where she was cleaning was still a few steps away from the main hall, but the sobs of the pampered personal maid were really loud, and all the words she said reached her ears.

"Emperor Physician, my Highness has not been in good health since he was a child. The last time he fell into the cold water, he became seriously ill. Seeing that His Highness has stopped coughing in recent days, the servant thought that His Highness had recovered from his serious illness, so she had the audacity to take His Highness with her. We went out to enjoy the snow together, but I didn’t expect His Highness to fall ill again..." The maid sobbed softly, inserting a few regretful words from time to time.

"Miss Fudong, you don't have to feel too guilty." The imperial doctor felt his pulse through the gauze curtain and couldn't help but touch his white beard. "From what I see of His Highness's pulse, it seems more like His Highness's physical condition is already weak. On weekdays, Naturally, I have to pay more attention to the weather changes than others, but it is not a serious disease, I just need to take good care of it in the future."

"Then Imperial Physician, will Your Highness get better after drinking your medicine?" Fu Dong sounded anxious, "But tomorrow is General Meng's celebration banquet. What will happen to Your Highness's body?"

The imperial doctor shook his head and said, "His Highness's body should be rested in the house for a few days. It is not easy to go out to blow the cold wind these days, and the banquet is full of big fish and meat. If His Highness goes, I am afraid that the body will be even more bearable."

After a pause, the little maid's tone became a little lower: "Okay, thank you, the doctor. I'll send the doctor out."

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