The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort: Part II of Sun Fang’er

I didn't cry, I just fell to my knees slowly.

Since that day, I have never been disobedient. I will do whatever my master and aunt tell me to do.

The days passed slowly, and my Gu poison practiced a little.

For the past two years, my mother occasionally asked people to come and see us. She herself came here a few times, and all the expenses in the house were not badly treated.

My aunt said that it was her mother who was acting, making people think she was a person with both morals and virtues.

When I was twelve years old, my mother said that I should go out and walk around and get to know some people, so when the concubine was born, someone came to invite me and take me out.

This is my first time out with my mother.

Having lived in the side garden for many years, aside from my master and my aunt, there are poisons that can't speak. Suddenly, I go out to meet people.

My mother asked someone to dress me up, and she personally tied a crimson ribbon on my bun, and said with a smile, "Fang'er is so pretty."

I stood cramped and didn't dare to look up, but I glanced at her secretly and saw that her smile was very warm.

This is a smile I've never seen on my aunt's face.

I suddenly became jealous of Rou Yao.

Rouyao, called Sun Fangfei, was later named the county magistrate of Rouyao. This title is really nice.

She was ill that day, her face was flushed, and she kept coughing. She came over under the **** of the nurse. She looked up at me and called me, "Miss."

I didn't dare answer, I just quickly looked away.

"Sister, you are so beautiful." Rouyao said again.

Everyone says I'm good-looking, but I've never felt that my face was blue two years ago when I was practicing poison. How can I look good?

Rouyao took me into the room, took me a bunch of fiery red coral bracelets from the drawer and handed it to me, "Sister, I'll give it to you."

I quickly ducked, "I don't want to."

"Why not? You look so good with it, this red coral needs to be carried by someone as beautiful as the big sister."

She threw the red coral into my hand with all my strength, and I wanted to avoid it, but she had a small face, "If you don't want it, you don't want to be with your sister."

I am afraid that people will slap me in the face, because in the side garden, as long as my master or aunt slaps me, I will be beaten.

I had to accept it, and then I pulled my sleeves to cover it up, for fear that my mother would think I stole Rouyao's things when she found out.

Even the aunt is so afraid of her mother, then the mother will definitely be more fierce than the aunt, and the beating will be more painful.

At that time, the seven kings had just sealed the mansion and left the palace to live, and the concubine also came out with her son. Therefore, the birthday banquet was held in the palace.

I've never seen so many people. The sun was shining brightly overhead. I was dragged into the crowd by my mother. When my mother introduced me, I saluted and said hello, like a wooden man. .

A lot of people, I can't remember their names, but I try to remember them, because my mother said that I will take me out more in the future. If I can't remember their names, I will be very rude.

I saw the imperial concubine. The imperial concubine was my aunt. She had a kind face but sharp eyes. When I kowtowed to her, she gave me a hairpin.

Now that I think about that day, I feel like I'm dreaming.

I practice poison every day, and my health is not very good. When I was in the garden, I felt tired. My mother asked me to sit in the pavilion and asked the girl to accompany me.

But that girl was greedy for flowers, and I didn't know she didn't follow, so she walked straight ahead.

As I walked, my eyes went black for a while, and I fainted on the ground.

I heard someone exclaim, and many people hula around.

I felt a big hand grab my arm and pull me up, and a voice rings in my ear, "Are you all right?"

Someone rubbed my temples, the acupuncture point, the cold hands, and I felt so comfortable that it dispelled all the heat from my head.

When I opened my eyes, I was greeted by the face of a young man. He was very good-looking and his eyes were clear enough to reflect the pale me.

"You are suffering from heat stroke, this king ordered someone to send you back to rest."

He helped me up, and then directed Ruoding to call someone on the shoulder.

My mother knew that I had an accident, so she came over in a hurry. When she saw him, she smiled and said, "Fang'er, this is your cousin."

Cousin?

I immediately knew who he was. It was my aunt's son, the Seventh King.

I wanted to scream, but my throat seemed to be blocked by something. I couldn't make a sound. I lowered my head and twisted my handkerchief. I thought, my face must be very red.

He ordered someone to carry me to the side room to rest until the birthday party was over, and my mother came to pick me up and go home with me.

For the first time, I had the audacity to speak to my mother and ask about this cousin.

My mother told me one by one, and then, intentionally or unintentionally, she said, "The prince is a noble man of heaven. I don't know that the marquis girl will be lucky in the future."

This made me feel desperate.

Yes, I am different from him, cloud and mud, even if I am his concubine, I am not qualified.

I am not only a prostitute, but also a prostitute who is often beaten and practiced poison. Who doesn't dislike me?

I was depressed for a long time after seeing him, so I got a lot of beatings.

Seeing my absent-mindedness, Auntie sat down with me calmly for the first time.

How dare I tell her what's on my mind? However, the master went out to inquire a long time ago, and said that after meeting my cousin that day, I became uneasy.

My aunt sneered at me when she heard the words, "What is your identity? How dare you think of the current prince?"

I was embarrassed, "I didn't."

She poked my forehead with her finger and said angrily: "I warn you, you'd better put away your careful thinking and refine the poison. After you finish refining, you have to kill that **** before you can. Go out, if she doesn't die for a day, don't even think about kissing her for a day."

Speaking of a kiss was my greatest hope at that time, because only by saying that I could get rid of my aunt and my master.

Even if it is to be a concubine for others, it is fine to be a slave.

I am utterly hopeless.

I said in a trembling voice, "Why do you have to kill my mother? Doesn't the master also know the magic trick?"

"Because," she grabbed me in front of her and said viciously, "the person I want her to find will kill her with her own hands and avenge my son."

It was at that moment that I realized that she had always thought I was not her daughter.

Father's slap didn't wake her up.

"No, I'm your daughter." I tried to tell her because I thought I looked a lot like her, not a mother and daughter, and couldn't possibly be that similar.

"Yes, you are my daughter, so you have to avenge me." She stood up and looked at me condescendingly. I saw the viciousness, hatred, and wanton burning in her eyes.

My heart was trembling all the time, as if I was set on fire by her fire.

I kowtowed a few times before going down to practice the poison. Yes, I am going to kill.