Chu Qianhuang clenched her fist hard and made up her mind.

She was about to leave. Before leaving, she should make things difficult for Shen, so as not to be a tycoon in the mansion, and not even take his grandmother seriously. She is simply unfilial and disrespectful!

Thinking of the care of the grandma for her, Chu Qianhuang felt soft and sighed quietly.

The bond between people cannot escape the bloodline. The grandmother is her own grandmother, so she is naturally no match for her.

The grandmother would do her best to plan for her, and Shen only hoped that she would fall into dust.

Chu Qianhuang's eyes were cold and she turned her head back.

She walked forward slowly, but this time she went to the direction of the Moon Heron Courtyard.

She silently calculated the calculation in her heart: When she arrived at Nanhao, she wanted to buy a house, buy people, do some small business, and find people... She had to have at least 10,000 taels of silver on hand.

besides--

That compound bow is far from enough.

Chu Qianhuang knew clearly that she had to show greater value, otherwise, after taking the drawings and testing the compound bow, the Nanhao people would really trap her as a concubine in the East Palace of Haoguo, and then she would become a canary with her wings cut off.

She must not let herself fall into that humble state.

Just thinking about it, Chu Qianhuang felt a suffocation in her heart again, but her eyes burst into a bright edge, and her eyebrows were filled with fire.

The cold wind blew her hair into a mess and floated backwards, adding a bit of inviolability.

Suddenly, a maid not far away shouted excitedly: "It's snowing! It's snowing again!"

It really started to snow in the sky again. Goose-feather-like snowflakes floated down, falling on the treetops, on the eaves, on the walls, on Chu Qianhuang's raccoon-inlaid cloak.

The snow was getting heavier and white outside. Soon, a thin layer of snow accumulated on the ground, making the weather even colder.

When Chu Qianchen left the Hou Mansion after lunch, he had an extra gourd-shaped enamel sleeve on his hand, and was covered with a white martened cloak given to her by Shen. He was wrapped tightly, like a fluffy white rabbit.

The carriage was also warm and burned charcoal in advance with a charcoal stove.

As soon as Chu Qianchen got on the car, he closed his eyes and rested, and his head was driving little by little with the carriage. He seemed to be asleep for a while in a daze.

Until the carriage slowed down and lost the rhythmic shaking, Chu Qianchen woke up instantly.

Seeing that she was awake, Amber immediately said softly: "Princess, you have arrived at the prince's mansion. You can close your eyes for a while."

Chu Qianchen yawned sleepily, and a layer of water appeared in the circle of his eyes. After rubbing his eyes, he could hear the sound of the corner door opening outside the carriage.

The wheels slowly turned forward for two or three times, and then suddenly stopped.

Chu Qianchen's body shook again, and Amber silently blocked his hand between Chu Qianchen's back head and the wall of the car, for fear that she would hit her head.

A corner of the curtain was lifted from outside, and the honey-colored palm covered with calluses obviously belonged to Jiang Yuan.

"The princess, it seems to be Princess Jingle." Jiang Yuan's voice, which had always been without any ups and downs, was rare and hard to describe at this moment.

Chu Qianchen blinked again, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant and he woke up completely.

"Where is the person?" she said, leaning towards the car window.

Jiang Yuan took a step back, opened the curtains with one hand, and pointed the other hand at a stone lion in front of the gate of the palace.

A stone lion, who was tall, squatted beside the threshold with a majestic expression, his eyes were wide open like a copper bell, his mouth slightly opened, and his temperament was extraordinary.

Chu Qianchen looked closely and realized that Jiang Yuan was not referring to a stone lion, but a person hiding behind the stone lion.

Jingle, wearing a black cloak, sat behind the huge stone lion, wearing a cloak hat and without an umbrella, and sat there alone quietly, with neither nanny nor palace maids beside her.

Her body shrank into a ball in the wide cloak, holding her calves with her hands, leaning her chin against her knees, and her eyes were dazed.

It was obvious that she had been sitting there for a while. The black cloak had been covered with a thin layer of white snow, and her body was blocked by the huge stone lion.

If Jiang Yuan hadn't always been sharp-eyed, he might have missed it.

Chu Qianchen looked at Jingle's side face and felt that she looked like a wounded baby beast, pitiful.

After Chu Qianchen gave an order, he got off the carriage with Jiang Yuan's support and went in towards Jingle.

"Jingle."

When the two were less than two feet apart, Chu Qianchen shouted softly.

Jingle didn't move at first, but after staying for a while, she seemed to come back to her senses and slowly turned her head to look over, as if she was rusted.

After Chu Qianchen looked at it like this, he found that Jingle even her eyebrows and eyelashes were covered with snowflakes.

"..." Jingle's eyes were a little dazed, and there was no blood on her pale face. She pulled the corner of her mouth and wanted to laugh, but the smile seemed extremely tired and bitter, and she shouted, "Sister-in-law..."

The last word was spit out, and her body shook slightly, her eyes rolled, and she fainted after she took off her strength, and fell to the side...

Jiang Yuan was very fast and when Jingle fell to the ground, he helped the person.

Chu Qianchen ordered: "Please help her onto the carriage."

Jiang Yuan didn't call anyone else. She looked slender, but she was actually very strong, so she easily hugged Jingle, who was unconscious, and the cape on Jingle's head fell off as well.

In less than half a cup of tea, the carriage carried Chu Qianchen and Jingle into the corner gate on the east side of Prince Chen's mansion.

Jingle was placed on a thick leather mattress by Jiang Yuan and lying on her side, but she still didn't wake up.

"Amber, please help Princess Jingle wipe her face." Chu Qianchen ordered.

Jingle's face looked pale and haggard, with a deep blue shadow in her eye sockets. The snow on the eyebrow turned into water droplets when it encountered the heat in the carriage, and it flowed down her cheeks, as if she was crying silently.

The snow on her cloak has melted, and the cloak has become soaked, ice and cold.

Amber first helped Jingle take off her cloak, then lifted a few strands of hair covering Jingle's cheeks, took out a frosty white veil and carefully wiped her face, but saw a piece of swelling on her jade-like forehead, and there was a dry blood mark.

Amber took a breath and exclaimed: "Princess, look at your highness's forehead..."

Chu Qianchen leaned over and looked at Jingle's forehead. He could probably guess that she should have hit the corner of a table and chair to get hurt like this.

"Princess, is it..." Amber stuttered.

The first reaction was to guess whether the prince-consort hurt Jingle. After all, this prince-consort had a criminal record of beating people, and Jingle is a dignified eldest princess. How many people dare to attack her?!

Chu Qianchen remained silent. After checking the wound, he then looked for Jingle's vein.

After the normal three breaths, Chu Qianchen stopped and said indifferently: "It's nothing serious."

Jingle suffered some external injuries when hitting her head, and then she was deficient in qi and blood, and then became extremely angry. In addition, she was fed with snow and suffered from wind and cold, so she now had a fever.

"Go to the Xiyue Pavilion." Chu Qianchen ordered Jiang Yuan, and then the carriage went straight through the two ceremonial gates inside and outside, and arrived at the Xiyue Pavilion in the northeast corner of the inner courtyard before stopping.

A few maids and maids had been waiting in the yard.

After the carriage stopped, Jiang Yuan personally carried Jingle out of the carriage and carried the person to the warmhouse.

Amber has always been smart and does not need Chu Qianchen to give me any more words. She asked the little maid to prepare hot water quickly, and then worked with an old lady to help Jingle take off her wet outer clothes.

After Amber helped Jingle to wipe her body, applied Shiquan ointment, and then put on her clean new clothes. It was already a stick of incense.

After a while, Jingle still didn't wake up, her eyes closed, and her dry lips squirmed slightly, as if she was muttering something in a vague way.

For Chu Qianchen, Jingle's injury can only be considered a headache and fever, and it is so mild that it is simply not worth mentioning. Chu Qianchen gave her three injections and prescribed her again.

Amber sent someone to grab the medicine and boil the medicine. He left him in the warm room to help Chu Qianchen take care of Jingle, put away the golden needles, ointments, etc.

Chu Qianchen probed Jingle's pulse again, and the pulse began to stabilize, but he was still a little burned and did not wake up.

"After another hour, she should wake up." Chu Qianchen roughly estimated the time and reminded him, "When she wakes up, feed her the medicine and tell me again."

Amber responded respectfully, Chu Qianchen kept her in charge of the overall situation here, and took Jiang Yuan back to the main courtyard by herself.

In order to settle down and have been delayed for nearly an hour, and it is almost time to Shen.

The snow is still falling, and the snow on the ground is thick enough to leave clear footprints on it.

Chu Qianchen was walking slowly, but when he heard the little maid guarding the main courtyard corridor say that Gu Jue was back, he suddenly felt like he had taken a magic pill and became energetic. He rushed to the West Warehouse in two steps, and his face was even more smiling.

Gu Jue was leaning on the kang to read a book. When he heard the movement outside, he put down the book. He saw Chu Qianchen, who was still wearing a cloak, flew in, bringing a scent of snow falling on the plum blossoms, which made the quiet room suddenly add a hint of vitality.

Gu Jue held her slender shoulder with one hand, and the first thing he did was to help her untie the cloak with a little snowy water first and throw it onto the ring chair on the side.

When the cloak was thrown up, it spread out like a big roc spreading its wings. The snow water above flew up like raindrops and fell down again, as if it had been drizzling, wetting the tables, chairs and the ground.

But no one paid attention to it. The maids knew that Gu Jue was inside, so they didn't follow him.

As for Chu Qianchen, he had taken off his shoes and happily tilted his face with Gu Jue, his smile was sweet as usual.

Of course, Gu Jue knew about Jingle coming to the palace, so he asked, "Is Jingle okay?"

He raised his hand and gently helped Chu Qianchen get up to his hair and his clothes. A familiar fragrance wafted out between his hair and his clothes, faint and warm, lingering on the tip of his nose.

"She hasn't woken up yet. I see that she is haggard and tired, and there is still wound on her forehead. I wonder if it was the son-in-law who did it again." Chu Qianchen couldn't help but go to play with Gu Jue's hair, wrapping his hair between his fingers, and rolling it around in circles.

"When I discovered her just now, Jingle was wet all over. I thought she should have been sitting at the door for at least an hour or two without knocking on the door."

"If I didn't go out today, I don't know when someone will find her."

Chu Qianchen said whatever he thought of, and his parents talked about it in a few words.

What she enjoyed was just the process of talking to him.

She just wanted to stay with Gu Jue, even if she didn't say a word, just snuggled beside him like this and felt his body temperature and breath, and she was very satisfied.

Chu Qianchen squinted his eyes and smiled, and the two of them were talking nonsense.
Chapter completed!