Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 262 Night Rhapsody

The night wind is slightly chilly, and the starry sky is particularly beautiful tonight.

Qiao Shinian squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. Behind her stood Yingzhu and Dianxiang.

The palace was silent. To Qiao Shinian, everything was a silent picture and she still could not hear anything.

Very occasionally, she could hear some white noise, which meant her condition was improving.

It seemed that since the conversation in March, Wen Jiu really no longer stuck to her.

Qiao Shinian was pleased about this.

For more than half a year, she could almost see things clearly, but now she is like a person with 600 to 700 degrees of myopia, everything is hazy, if she stands far away she can't tell the difference between men and women, and even further away she can't tell the difference between humans and animals.

Fortunately, we can see now, and the eye drops brought from modern times are used for daily eye care.

Looking at the stars in the sky, Qiao Shinian turned back to her room and asked, "Wen Jiu is very popular now, so those three people shouldn't do anything stupid, right?"

Dianxiang looked at Yingzhu, then wrote in Qiao Shinian's hand: "There are still leaks, but within his permission. Also, he has been very close to those three people recently, and their behavior is very intimate."

Having said this, I will not say any more.

Qiao Shinian shrugged: "It's fine as long as he can tell the difference. He is still young and energetic..."

Qiao Shinian frowned slightly, then said lightly: "He is a prince, and he should have three wives and four concubines. I just hope he doesn't lose his mind, otherwise it will be difficult to deal with him."

At this moment, Qiao Shinian understood very well that an ideal life only exists in ideals.

As long as Wen Jiu doesn't affect the overall situation, no, I shouldn't say the overall situation, it should be that he doesn't hinder her development, and everyone is on the same line, then there is no problem.

This was ancient times, not the era of monogamy where people got marriage certificates.

Thinking of this, she still felt that she was guilty towards Wen Jiu. If she had faced the reality earlier, she would not have instilled so much modern democracy and freedom into Wen Jiu, as well as her absurd idea that she expected him to be unique and marry only one person in his life.

When she sees the children in the college now, she deeply understands the impact of childhood education on future life.

Throughout Wen Jiu's childhood, she taught him to study hard and make progress every day, and to be a kind, friendly and upright person.

Qiao Shinian shook her head. The more she integrated into this social background and environment, the more she felt sorry for Wen Jiu. Almost everything was contrary to what she taught.

She had no idea what kind of depression and pain Wen Jiu felt when he made the change.

The more she heard about Wen Jiu's actions recently, the less guilty she felt.

Wen Jiu may not have been influenced by her, and Wen Jiu may have always been using the thinking of this era.

"You've been receiving a lot of support recently." Qiao Shinian sat back at the table and flipped through the account book and what he had seen at the academy during the day.

“Many children’s clothes no longer fit them, and some girls who are studying other trades have cracked hands even before winter.

Three girls are getting married this month. Since they are homeless and have joined us, we must give them a lot of dowry. Oh, money!"

An hour later, Qiao Shinian closed the account book in pain and waved his hand: "I see it's getting late, we'll see tomorrow. Let's take a rest first, you guys go down and take a rest too."

Qiao Shinian felt a headache when she thought about the huge amount of expenses. She had to think of other ways to make money. It turned out that the bigger the step, the more pressure!

She recalled the account book of Yongle Palace, and there didn't seem to be much spare money.

After Yingzhu settled Qiao Shinian down to rest, she and Dianxiang went to the outer room to pack up their bedding.

Qiao Shinian looked at the hazy window curtains in the dark. She wondered where Wen Jiu's large monthly expenses went.

If she asks, Wen Jiu will definitely tell her.

but……

In a daze, Qiao Shinian dreamed of something and she opened her eyes again.

"It doesn't matter, he will understand. He just depends on me, not like me." Qiao Shinian murmured.

When she learned that Wen Jiu liked her, her first reaction was to laugh. But the more she watched his actions, the more she realized that he was beyond the limit, which made Qiao Shinian take him seriously.

She wanted to leave and hide from Wen Jiu, but she felt that doing so would hurt Wen Jiu.

After all, Wen Jiu has always been sensitive and suspicious. If he knew that she was avoiding him, something might happen.

That's why she continued to live in the palace, but the people around her had been replaced by Yingzhu and others.

Just when Qiao Shinian was about to close his eyes and sleep again, the door was roughly kicked open. Qiao Shinian only smelled the smell of alcohol, and then he felt himself being kissed roughly.

"what!"

She screamed, and then found out that the man was Wen Jiu.

"Wen Jiu! Wen Jiu!"

In the darkness, Qiao Shinian turned over, and regardless of her clothes being torn into a mess, she shouted loudly to try to wake Wen Jiu up.

"Sister, they drugged me! I feel so uncomfortable! Sister, can you please give me some pain, please?" Wen Jiu easily broke free from Qiao Shinian's grip.

"You're crazy!" Qiao Shinian pushed Wen Jiu hard and shouted outside the door, "Yingzhu! Light some incense!"

"I'm so hot, sister, I feel so uncomfortable." Wen Jiu's kiss fell on her neck, and he held Qiao Shinian tightly.

Ancient pajamas were thin, and while Qiao Shinian was being pressed down, he noticed that Wen Jiu had taken off all his clothes except his underwear.

"Wen Jiu! Wake up! Look clearly at who I am!"

"Sister, my favorite sister." Wen Jiu whispered, "Sister, can you help me, please?"

"Get up first. I'll ask Bu Tianlin to come and give you the antidote." Qiao Shinian looked at Wen Jiu staring at her, and she said in a trembling voice, "Be good, get up from your sister first, okay?"

"Sister, please, can you please be gentle with Wen Jiu?" Wen Jiu said as he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

Seeing that her words were futile, Qiao Shinian kicked Wen Jiu in the stomach in an attempt to knock him over, but her legs were caught by Wen Jiu's legs, and then Wen Jiu tried to strip her clothes off.

"Depend on!"

Qiao Shinian could naturally feel the heat on Wen Jiu's body, especially the hard object at the root of her thigh that was clamped around her legs, which seemed like it would break out at any time.

'Snapped'

Just when Wen Jiu was about to take off his pants, Qiao Shinian broke free and slapped him in the face.

Wen Jiu was dazed, and the pain on his face made him sober for a moment.

Qiao Shinian took this opportunity to roll up the quilt and huddle in a corner.

Wen Jiu didn't know what he was thinking of. He slowly got off the bed and said, "Don't be afraid, sister. It's okay. I won't hurt you."

As he said this, he grabbed a porcelain bottle and smashed it hard on his head. The porcelain bottle shattered, and only a broken piece of porcelain was left in his hand. Under the gaze of Qiao Shinian, he forcibly stabbed the bottle piece into his abdomen.

The pain made him squat down, and at this moment his body was filled with pain, fatigue and desire.

"Uh~"

Qiao Shinian reacted quickly and immediately got out of bed to check Wen Jiu's wound.

"Wen Jiu! Wen Jiu!" Qiao Shinian didn't care that her clothes were open, she slapped Wen Jiu's face, and then she saw in the moonlight that he was holding the porcelain piece tightly in his hand, and blood was gushing out of his abdomen.

"Someone is coming!"

"Someone come quickly!"

"Go call Bu Tianlin and the imperial physician over!" Qiao Shinian ran to the door and shouted outside.

Then she saw the figure and immediately went back to the room.

"Wen Jiu! Wen Jiu!"

"Sister, I feel so uncomfortable~" Qiao Shinian carefully pressed the edge of the wound with clothes to stop the blood from flowing out.

"Sister, I feel so uncomfortable. Why don't you just touch me? Do I hate you?"

Wen Jiu's voice was full of grievance, his hands were stained with blood: "But it doesn't matter, I won't hurt you."

"I would rather die than hurt you and make you sad. So sister, can you forgive me?"

"Okay... okay, don't talk, don't move, your wound is bleeding." Qiao Shinian was so scared that tears were about to fall. With tears in her eyes, she kept shouting outside: "Where are all the dead people? Are you here?"

"It's okay, I won't die. I want to stay with my sister forever. How could I die? I can't bear to make you sad."

"Okay! I got it! Stop talking!" Qiao Shinian stood up and was about to run out to see if anyone was there, but Wen Jiu's trembling hands grabbed her sleeve.

"Sister, don't go. It's so dark. I don't seem to be hot anymore. I feel a little cold."

Wen Jiu's voice was almost inaudible, but Qiao Shinian heard it clearly and nodded repeatedly.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here. How could you be so cruel to yourself?"

With the arrival of the imperial physician, Bu Tianlin and others, the lights in the house came on.

Qiao Shinian put on his clothes and watched everyone busy stopping Wen Jiu's bleeding and removing the broken porcelain pieces from his stomach.

She took a deep breath, pulled her clothes tightly together and looked at Yingzhu and Dianxiang who had woken up.

They were knocked unconscious by Wen Jiu's palm strike and woke up after Qing Yuan's acupuncture.

They were shocked to see Qiao Shinian covered in blood, but what was even more frightening was Qiao Shinian's expression. Her face was as gloomy as water: "If you can still move, come with me to find someone."

Yingzhu and Dianxiang hurriedly followed, and Qiao Shinian walked out of the yard barefoot and dragged the three concubines out of their respective rooms.

"You have no right to punish us! We are His Majesty's people." One of them looked at Qiao Shinian, whose hair was disheveled and covered in blood, and raised his head proudly, "Also, I am the concubine of the Huang family. No matter what, my status is nobler than yours!"

"I don't want to waste time. Whoever drugged Wen Jiu tonight, come out yourself." Qiao Shinian looked at the three people.

The three of them looked at each other and said nothing.

Seeing this, Qiao Shinian said without further ado: "I know the details of the three of you. Since you are a accomplice, you can't blame me."

"Yingzhu, give them medicine and throw them into the woodshed. No one is allowed to approach without my order." Qiao Shinian turned around.

"What are you doing! Ah! Do you know who I am? I am the illegitimate daughter of an official family! I will not let you go!"

"You old woman, if you dare to do this to us, you should be executed."

Qiao Shinian ignored the shouting and cursing behind her. She walked back into the room and saw Wen Jiu lying on his bed, with a maid cleaning up the blood on the floor.

The room was brightly lit at this time, and Bu Tianlin was disinfecting the needle, preparing to suture the wound on Wen Jiu's stomach.

"how's it going?"

Bu Tianlin's voice was still calm and a little depressed: "It's okay, he held back, but after using the medicine, he bled quickly and lost too much blood. He's a grown man, it's okay, he will be fine after a while."

Qiao Shinian nodded and watched Bu Tianlin suture Wen Jiu's wound.

She breathed a sigh of relief. It's okay, that's good.

That's good. If he really died from excessive blood loss...

Thinking of this, Qiao Shinian couldn't help but feel a little scared. A vague voice in her heart told her that it would be better to fulfill his wish. At least she was alive, at least she could still see him, see him smile, and see him move.