After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Qin Junyu nodded in confusion. He even doubted whether "Xuan Ji" was himself. He was a little confused about what the relationship between "Xuan Ji" and her was.

Nian Susu looked at him innocently, hoping he could understand what he meant.

She had explained it clearly enough, and if Qin Junyu still misunderstood, there was nothing she could do.

Fortunately, Qin Junyu didn't dwell on this matter anymore, but Nian Susu always felt that he had not really let it go. In order to comfort his fragile little heart, Nian Susu decided to ask him to do her a favor and make him feel needed.

The two of them were quietly planning a big plan.

……

Nanny Zhao was hit by Jing Xin Zhe and had to lie in bed for four or five days. Nian Su Su was happy to have some free time. Once Nanny Zhao's injury healed, her good days were over.

On this day, Zhao Ma, with a pig-headed face, asked Nian Susu to come to the yard to practice her etiquette. It was noon, and the sun outside was hot and scorching. It was hard not to suspect that she was deliberately taking revenge.

Nian Susu pretended to refuse a few times, but was finally forced to leave.

What she wanted was for Aunt Zhao to target her, the harsher the better!

"Keep your head up, chest out, stomach in, shoulders down, arms swinging..." Nanny Zhao repeated the key points like a robot.

There was a hint of saliva in her voice, and it was obvious that her face was so swollen that she couldn't speak clearly.

Nian Susu tried hard to suppress his smile and walked two or three times in the yard under the scorching sun.

She asked softly, "Madam Zhao, I'm tired. Can I take a break?"

Aunt Zhao said sternly, "Why are you tired? How long have you been practicing and you're already complaining about being tired?"

There were servants sweeping up fallen leaves in the yard. When they heard the noise over here, they couldn't help but stop and look sideways.

Nian Su Su deliberately raised his voice so that they could hear clearly, "But the sun is too strong today. I feel a little dizzy now."

After saying this, she could no longer stand steadily and staggered a few times.

Because she often "pretended to be sick and skipped classes", Zhao Mama obviously didn't believe her. She picked up the ruler and hit her arm, then asked harshly: "Are you still dizzy now?"

Nian Susu looked weak on the outside, but he felt very happy inside and shouted: Hit me a few more times!

"faint……"

"Pa!" He was hit with another stick.

When Nanny Zhao recalled Nian Susu's smug look when Jingzhe slapped her in the face that day, she was suddenly filled with resentment.

Her face still feels burning and painful!

How could she swallow this anger if she didn't beat Nian Susu a few times?

Papa, she slapped Susu's arm several times again, saying, "A few more slaps will sober you up and you won't be dizzy again."

Nanny Zhao's attacks were all real. Nian Susu rubbed her arms in pain. That was enough. If she got hit a few more times, she would be at a disadvantage.

"But... I feel really dizzy..." Before he could finish his words, Nian Susu fell headfirst.

The servants, whose attention had originally been focused on them, rushed over immediately.

"Miss!

"Miss!"

"Quickly inform the lady!"

"Call the doctor quickly!"

Seven or eight people crowded together and surrounded Nian Susu, and the scene was chaotic for a while.

The culprit, Nanny Zhao, was pushed aside. She was both scared and angry. She was scared that something would really happen to Nian Susu and she would have to be buried with her. She was angry because she thought Nian Susu was too pretentious and couldn't bear it after just a short while, and in the end she implicated her.

Yang Yuerong and Nian Chengyun came with a doctor. At this time, Nian Susu was lying on the bed, her face was pale, but sweat was pouring down her forehead. It was not for any other reason, but because some bastard covered her with a quilt and she was hot.

Zhihua threw herself on the bedside, crying bitterly, "Miss! Miss! Please don't get hurt! Otherwise, I will not live anymore!"

Jingzhe held up a knife and glared at everyone. Finally, his eyes fell on Aunt Zhao in the corner. He shouted angrily: "You old witch! If anything happens to the young lady, you will be beheaded!"

There were about seven or eight people in the room. They didn't dare to say a word when they heard Jingzhe's words. They knew that Jingzhe always kept his word and had a hot temper, and no one dared to provoke him.

"Make way! Make way! The master and mistress are here with the doctor!" Someone shouted, and the people in the room rushed to the outer room to wait.

The only people left in the inner room were Jingzhe, Zhihua, and Aunt Zhao, as well as Nian Susu, who was sweating profusely on the bed.

Three people rushed into the inner room.

The doctor did not dare to delay and immediately stepped forward to take the patient's pulse.

This is the future crown princess! If something happens, the entire Xiangfu will be in trouble! The doctor was trembling with fear, as if a big knife was hanging around his neck.

Nian Chengyun glanced around and said in a heavy tone, "What on earth is going on?"

Zhihua was eloquent and told the whole story, emphasizing the part about Zhao Ma's abuse of Nian Susu.

Yang Yuerong frowned and looked at Madam Zhao thoughtfully.

She had heard from Nian Susu a few days ago that Nanny Zhao often beat her with a ruler and had to train under the scorching sun every day. It seemed that this was not an exaggeration at all.

In the end, Nanny Zhao is a person who only bullies the weak and fears the strong. Nian Chengyun is the prime minister and has been with the emperor for many years. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are close friends. She did not dare to offend him and hurriedly stepped forward to explain that she was just training normally. Between the lines, she blamed Nian Susu for his poor physical fitness.

Zhihua slapped her in the face on the spot: "It may not be that easy for Aunt Zhao to clear herself! So many people in the courtyard heard it. The young lady said several times that she felt dizzy and uncomfortable, but not only did you not let her rest, you also whipped her with a ruler, saying that if you hit her a few more times, she wouldn't feel dizzy anymore!"

"You obviously did it on purpose!"

Zhihua burst into tears.

Nian Susu felt relieved, thinking that Zhihua was indeed the right person to trust.

"What! How could this happen?" A man's slightly surprised voice came from the door.

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Qin Junyu!

Nian Chengyun and Yang Yuerong were both shocked. How could their Royal Highness the Crown Prince be alarmed in just a short while?

Qin Junyu strode up to Nanny Zhao and kicked her on the shoulder, knocking her down.

"Madame Zhao is so bold!" He stared at Madame Zhao with a gloomy look in his eyes, revealing a murderous aura, "How dare you deliberately murder the Crown Princess!"

"Somebody come!"

At the command, several guards with swords rushed in from outside the door and lifted up Madam Zhao.

They were not from the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Qin Junyu had obviously come prepared.

Nian Chengyun looked at his daughter lying on the bed, then his gaze fell on Zhihua who was sobbing, and finally stared at Madam Zhao.

He seemed to have understood what was going on.

"Take Madam Zhao to the prison and inform the Queen. She can deal with her people herself."

Nanny Zhao was taken away, and her sad cries were still echoing in my ears.

They came and went quickly, almost in the blink of an eye, and only Nian Chengyun and his wife, Qin Junyu and the doctor were left in the room.

"Your Highness, Miss Nian is fine. She just got a heat stroke. She will be fine after a short rest."

"It's just that the wound on the arm... the old wounds are stacked on top of the new ones, it's really difficult to treat. It needs good care, otherwise it's likely to leave scars." The doctor sighed regretfully.

Qin Junyu waved his hand and asked the doctor to leave.

Nian Chengyun just met his cold gaze.