03 The first daughter of Xiangfu is as cold as a pupil
Feng Qingshao left these words and left, leaving Xiangsi wondering. What did Dr. Feng mean when he said that the lady could speak?
"Xiangsi..." She was still thinking, but she heard a rough voice coming from the bedside. She turned around tremblingly and asked in disbelief: "Miss, was it Miss who called Xiangsi just now?"
"Hmm." Su Sanqian grunted with difficulty, finding that his voice was very difficult to use, like an old clock that had been in disrepair and was embroidered.
"Wow..." The tears that Xiangsi had just stopped burst into her eyes again, but this time they were tears of joy. The lady who had been mute for more than ten years was a blessing in disguise and could speak.
Su Sanqian felt her head was dizzy, but this girl was still crying. She was a little impatient: "Why are you crying?"
"Miss, Miss, you can speak. You haven't spoken to Xiangsi for more than ten years. Xiangsi misses Miss's voice so much." Xiangsi wiped her tears as she spoke with sincerity.
"Miss, you are trying to make me angry to death." Seeing that there was no movement in the room, the people outside shouted loudly and sharply again.
Xiangsi then remembered that Aunt Zhao was still outside. What should she do?
"It's a good thing to be able to talk, why are you crying?" Su Sanqian said, then he endured the pain and sat up: "What's going on with that guy outside who's urging you so hard."
Xiangsi was stunned. Could it be that the lady had forgotten that the second prince and the third prince came to the house today? She quickly told the lady again.
Su Sanqian's head hurt even more after hearing this. How did she get involved in this matter? The Russian spy's poison apple was really powerful. She only took two bites and she was transported to the time and space thousands of years ago.
"Miss, what do you think we should do? This master has sent Mrs. Zhao to urge us. It seems we have to go." Xiangsi looked distressed. The master's attitude showed that if the eldest lady is not dead, she must go. Otherwise, she must go.
This is disobeying the emperor's order.
Su Sanqian sighed and reluctantly accepted his new identity.
"Can you tell me how on earth I became like this?"
Xiangsi quickly told her that she was sent out to buy things. When she came back, the servants in the house were saying that the young lady had committed suicide because she knew she was ashamed. She hurried back and found that the young lady was lying on the bed.
He fell to the ground and could no longer breathe.
She didn't give up and went to see the best doctor in Yege. Unexpectedly, the young lady just went into shock.
As Su Sanqian listened, she slowly had the memory of this body. The pain before the death of this body made her feel like a knife. She suddenly turned her head and looked at the clothes on the bed that she had not yet put away.
Those white obscene pants were still there. She should really be grateful to them for their ruthlessness in not cleaning up her body even after she died, so that she had a chance to live again.
"Xiangsi, how do I look now?"
Speaking of this, Xiangsi's face felt distressed again: "Miss, it's okay, it will get better."
Su Sanqian, oh no, Leng Rutong glared at Xiangsi sternly: "Just answer."
Xiang thought for a moment, when did the young lady have such a look in her eyes?
"The young lady looks very... very miserable now." Although she was confused, Xiangsi still answered truthfully. She had been following Leng Rutong since she was a child, and the two of them were like sisters. The eldest lady was weak-tempered, so she often stood in the way.
But in fact, she couldn't stop anything, she just took some scolding for the young lady and took some of the physical pain.
Leng Rutong smiled with satisfaction and got out of bed. Although she accepted her new identity, she was still stunned when she looked at her pair of coarse cloth embroidered shoes. She was really no longer in the Yemeni Presidential Palace.
It was in the home of a wealthy man in ancient times.
But judging from the splendid furnishings in the room, these embroidered shoes are obviously much shabby.
Chapter completed!