The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

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Just lifting the handle of the teapot through the thick cotton cloth felt extremely hot.

Mei Ruoruo still didn't have the courage to pour hot water on her arms.

"Ruoruo! What are you doing!?"

Mother Xu Jiayin's voice came from behind.

Mei Ruoruo was so scared that she almost dropped the boiling hot teapot on the ground.

Fortunately, the maid beside Xu Jiayin took it over in time.

"Miss, would you like some tea?" The maid placed the teapot back on the stove. "Just tell me if you want some. You don't have to make it yourself."

Then, he took Mei Ruoruo's hand and walked to a place two or three meters away. "This tea is so hot, be careful if it touches you, or you'll get soaked."

"Well, thank you."

Mei Ruoruo's lips were pale.

Known daughter Moruomu.

Xu Jiayin looked at the teapot, then at her daughter's wrist as she removed the gauze, and naturally understood what she was thinking.

She pulled Mei Ruoruo into the house.

"Mei Ruoruo, tell me the truth, did you... did you want to drink hot tea just now..." Xu Jiayin's voice trembled.

She didn't expect her daughter to be so stupid.

Mei Ruoruo pursed her lips, nodded, and said nothing.

"You're confused!" Xu Jiayin slapped Mei Ruoruo, "Are you stupid?!"

Mei Ruoruo was so moved that she shed tears. She knew that her mother loved her the most!

Holding Xu Jiayin's hand, he said, "Mom, I know I was wrong. I will never hurt myself again."

But Xu Jiayin pushed her away and said, "Mei Ruoruo, do you know that your body and hair are given by your parents?"

"Do you know how much effort I put into developing your current round, smooth, and fair skin?"

"You know, if you had done that just now, you would have been left with a huge scar on your hand, and whether you could even save it is another matter."

"Which man wouldn't mind a scar on a woman's body, especially one this big?"

When she got excited, Xu Jiayin pinched Mei Ruoruo's chin and said, "You have to remember that your body doesn't belong to you alone, understand?"

So...so mother, you just hope that this piece of pork of yours can be pure and flawless so that you can sell it at a high price?

The hint of emotion and dependence that had just risen in Mei Ruoruo's eyes disappeared in an instant.

But the next moment, Xu Jiayin's attitude softened again.

She cried and hugged Mei Ruoruo, "Ruoruo, you are all I have left. I will have to rely on you in the future."

"Woo woo woo, just think about it, if a woman has such a big scar on her body, how can she live?"

"In the future, if you still call me a good family, how will my mother have any face in the future?"

Mei Ruoruo felt helpless and cold after hearing this.

As a daughter, she is just a tool.

A tool to prove that Xu Jiayin is a good wife and mother.

She closed her eyes tightly, "I understand, mother."

In the afternoon, Doctor Huang came again to see the patient.

Xueying, the maidservant beside Jiang Mengrou, also accompanied her to the consultation.

Doctor Huang removed the gauze and frowned. Why is it still red and swollen?

Just as he was about to take another closer look, Xu Jiayin stopped him, "The imperial physician is also a man. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. It's better not to get too close."

Doctor Huang was an old man in the palace and was the most outspoken. "Ignorant woman!"

"As the saying goes, a doctor is like a parent. In our eyes, there is no distinction between men and women."

"What's more, Miss Mei is five or six years younger than my daughter. What thoughts would I have about her?"

After saying that, he put on the gloves that Mingyue had popularized in the Imperial Hospital and grabbed Mei Ruoruo's hand.

With just one glance, Doctor Huang stood up without saying a word, picked up his medicine box, and went straight out of Yinghe Hall (the residence of Mei Ruoruo and her daughter).

Xueying followed with a confused look on her face.

Doctor Huang was a kind person. He would never show a good face to someone unless they were extremely vicious, and he had never lost his temper.

Even if these servants had any difficult-to-treat diseases, they could ask for a consultation from Doctor Huang when he was in a good mood.

I don’t know what made this mother and daughter so angry.

General's Mansion.

Doctor Huang walked quickly into the flower hall.

Jiang Mengrou has been waiting here for Doctor Huang's return for a long time.

Just about to ask, "Mrs. Huang..."

Imperial Physician Huang knelt on the ground, aggrieved. "Your Highness, this Miss Mei is too shameless. She...she is trying to frame me! You must help me!"

"What's going on?" Jiang Mengrou's eyes wandered between Doctor Huang and Xueying.

Xueying shook her head, indicating that she knew nothing.

Doctor Huang then explained everything that had just happened. "Your Highness, yesterday I prescribed a bottle of ointment for Miss Mei. I carefully prepared it, and it's perfect for relieving minor burns, itchy skin, and so on."

"According to the condition of Miss Mei's burns, she should be healed within a day. However, when I visited her today to take her pulse... Miss Mei..."

"This Miss Mei actually used rouge, the kind girls use for makeup, to create a red and swollen appearance on the wound!"

"This... this is simply a great shame and humiliation!"

You can see and hear that Doctor Huang is really angry!

"Forget it, since that's the case, I think she's fully recovered and you don't have to go see a doctor." Jiang Mengrou knew that the mother and daughter were going to make a big fuss about this injury and stick to the general's mansion and refuse to let go.

I just didn’t expect it…

This mother and daughter are so clumsy.

"Thank you, Princess! I will take my leave."

Doctor Huang left happily.

As long as he is not asked to treat Mei Ruoruo's illness again, he will be happy.

What about Jiang Mengrou?

She won't care about this injury anymore.

It was Mei Ruoruo who directed and acted in the whole thing herself, and Jiang Mengrou had shown enough mercy by having someone treat her injuries.

The injury has healed and the gift has been given. Jiang Mengrou will not be morally blackmailed and let Mei Ruoruo get any more benefits.

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"Mother, do you think this will work?"

While drawing the wound, Mei Ruoruo used eyebrow pencil to smudge the edges, making the redness and swelling of the burn more obvious.

"Of course. It would be a shame if your writing skills that can turn decay into magic were not used in a place like this." Xu Jiayin grabbed her daughter's hand.

In fact, she had a strange jealousy in her heart.

Although her daughter was her own, she had such a great talent for painting. She was nothing like herself, but more like her mother's arch-enemy, the old lady of the Ning'an Marquis Mansion.

Why is it that she has no inherent advantages and is born a concubine?

But Mei Ruoruo was born as the eldest daughter in the family, and she showed her talent for painting when she was four or five years old...

These were all things she had longed for but never had.

So what if she is my biological daughter?

Or, marry into a wealthy family in the future and bring honor and glory to her!

Otherwise, don't even think about living better than her!