"Cousin, thanks to you." Qingyu took the small porcelain jar handed over by Amber as if she was so scared, and carefully grabbed it in her hand, thanking her for a long time, "I have only used this ointment for a few days, and the wound has healed and the scar is almost gone." Qingyu's other hand touched the wound on her face, both fortunate and grateful.

"All of them are all their own sisters, why should you be so polite?" Amber said with a smile. As the time was about the same, he said deliberately, "I tell you, this is the medicine of the miracle doctor in Jishitang, you can save some use..."

"I still have to take the job, so I'll leave first." Amber turned around and said goodbye, holding a veil.

Qingyu hurriedly said, "Cousin, I'll give you a gift."

When Qingyu sent Amber out of the hospital, she happened to face Liu and Chu Qianling and his daughter. Liu naturally recognized Qingyu, but Qingyu was just a second-class maid. Liu didn't look at her much before. Now, when she looked at her again, she remembered the fact that her face was scratched by broken porcelain pieces a few days ago.

Liu's face was as deep as water when he heard what the cousins ​​said outside the yard.

"Come here!" Liu clasped his fingers at Qingyu, and Qingyu walked towards her with his eyebrows down and bowed his knees.

Liu said again: "Raise your face!"

Qingyu obediently raised her face. After Liu looked at it carefully, she found that there were only a little red mark on Qingyu's face. If she didn't look closely, she wouldn't be able to see it at all.

Liu didn't know how deep Qingyu's wound was at that time, but he only remembered that he had shed a lot of blood. Now he looked at it so well that it was too fast.

Chu Qianling also came over to look at Qingyu's face, and was also shocked, and hurriedly asked, "Qingyu, have you used this ointment?" She pointed to the small porcelain jar with white background and blue flowers in Qingyu's hand, and her voice was slightly sharp.

Qingyu shrank, held the small porcelain jar tightly with one hand, responded "Yes", and said timidly: "This is what my cousin gave to me."

Chu Qianling's eyes immediately looked at Amber again, with an arrow looking like an arrow, as if she was about to nail the amber to the wall.

Liu asked Amber for Chu Qianling: "Where did you get this ointment?"

Amber replied, "This is the Ten-Please Ointment that our girl bought from Jishitang. Qingyu is my cousin. Seeing that she was injured, I asked the girl and asked her for some."

For Chu Qianling, this sentence was tantamount to igniting the lead of firecrackers, and she burst out instantly.

"You said, is this Chu Qianchen's medicine?!" Chu Qianling said almost word by word, and she was so angry that she was so angry.

Chu Qianchen knew that he was looking for the miracle doctor in Jishitang, and knew that he had asked for medicine, but he actually kept it from him and did not give the ointment to himself!

Chu Qianling turned around without saying a word, rushed out of the yard, and rushed towards the main courtyard, moving faster and faster.

"Sister Ling!"

Liu called Chu Qianling, but Chu Qianling turned a blind eye and walked faster instead.

Chu Qianling's mind was buzzing, as if countless bees were buzzing, and as if balls of flames were burning...

When she rushed to the main courtyard in one breath, she happened to see Chu Qianchen coming out of Chu Yunmu's room, and her anger became even more intense.

"Chu, Qian, Chen, what do you mean?!" Chu Qianling scolded sternly.

Because she ran all the way, her breath was rapid and her chest kept undulating.

At this time, most of the sunset had fallen, and the golden afterglow enveloped the eaves and treetops, outlining the beautiful outlines and clothes of the two girls.

Chu Qianchen stopped, raised his eyes and stared at Chu Qianling, with a faint smile on his lips, and the clouds were calm and gentle.

This casual look and smile fell into Chu Qianling's eyes, full of mockery.

Chu Qianling's hair was a little messy because of her running just now. Compared with Chu Qianchen who was calm and elegant in front of her, she seemed a little embarrassed, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of her forehead.

The cold evening breeze at dusk blew up her veil, revealing the hideous scar on her cheek. The scar had healed, but it formed a slightly raised flesh scar, like a flesh-colored centipede entrenched there.

Chu Qianling subconsciously grabbed the floating veil, and the anger in her heart also rose higher, burning her reason.

She strode two more steps towards Chu Qianchen, blocked Chu Qianchen, and asked aggressively: "Chu Qianchen, why don't you give me the ointment?!"

She was angry and anxious, feeling that Chu Qianchen clearly did it on purpose.

Not only did Chu Qianchen deliberately ruin her face, but he knew that she wanted the ointment of a miracle doctor to treat her face, but he hid the medicine and refused to give it to her. He watched her begging but not get it, and watched her suffer from pain because of her face hurt.

Even if you would rather give the ointment to a slut than to give her, how could there be such a vicious person in this world?

There were several clusters of flames in Chu Qianling's eyes beating violently.

Chu Qianchen looked at Chu Qianling with a smile and asked lightly: "Is this the ointment you mentioned?

She took out a small porcelain jar with white background and blue flowers from her sleeve bag. The small porcelain jar was not as big as a fist and looked ordinary, but it made Chu Qianling's heart jump suddenly.

The small porcelain jar that Chu Qianchen took out was exactly the same as the one that Qingyu had just held in his hand. The royal blue chrysanthemum tangled branches on it was so familiar.

Chu Qianling didn't bother to question Chu Qianchen anymore, and her eyes stuck to the small porcelain jar.

She didn't expect that Chu Qianchen actually had a bottle here!

Chu Qianling had never seen Gu Zhiyan. She only heard from Mama Zhang that the miracle doctor in Jishitang had a ointment called "Tianquan Ointment". The effect of scar removal was particularly obvious. Gu Zhiyan was originally injured even more severely than her, but in just a short time, the scar was so faint that it could not be seen.

Madam Zhang said it mysteriously, and Chu Qianling also gave high hopes for the miracle doctor. But she refused to see her several times when she sought medical treatment. To be honest, Chu Qianling was still suspicious of this miracle doctor who was rumored to be better than Hua Tuo's Chinese medicine. However, when she saw the wound on Qingyu's face with her own eyes disappeared in just a few days, her doubts were completely wiped out.

Now, for Chu Qianling, this ointment can be said to have placed all her hopes.

"Give it to me!" A hot light burst out from Chu Qianling's eyes, and she reached out to grab it.

"No."

Chu Qianchen spit out these two words lightly and smiled sweetly.

As she said that, her right hand was released, and the small porcelain jar slid down between her fingers and fell rapidly to the ground...

"Ah!" Chu Qianling screamed hysterically in the bottom of her throat, her eyes widened, and subconsciously rushed forward to pick up the small porcelain jar.

However, her hands fell empty.

"Bang!"

The fragile porcelain hit the hard bluestone floor and suddenly split into pieces. The transparent paste splashed all over the floor with the fine pieces of porcelain.

Chu Qianling felt that her heart seemed to be broken.

She squatted down in dismay, her fingers couldn't help but touch the ointment on the ground. Without this ointment, her face would never be better, and the second prince would never look at her again...

Chu Qianchen walked closer to Chu Qianling, and the green lotus-colored skirt entered her vision, as well as the toe that was embroidered with a pair of colorful butterflies.

Chu Qianling's gaze looked up along the green lotus-colored skirt. Chu Qianchen's delicate chin was slightly raised, with a kind of high arrogance.

At this moment, Chu Qianling felt that the bright and profound girl in front of her was a little unfamiliar.

Chu Qianchen casually brushed off his sleeves and said lightly: "Chu Qianling, I would rather smash this ten-full cream than give it to you."

She did not call Chu Qianling the third sister, but called her name directly, and the alienation in her words was obvious.

Before she knew that Chu Qianling's sword was intentional, she no longer regarded Chu Qianling as her sister.

In her previous life, Chu Qianling ruined her face, leaving her with the terrifying scar for the rest of her life.

Originally, this life was a reward for one reward, but Chu Qianling came to provoke her again and again. Since that's the case, don't blame her.

Chu Qianchen thinks he is not a broad-minded person. After all, this is the medicine she made, why should she give it to Chu Qianling?!

"Chu Qianchen!"

Chu Qianling was going crazy.

Her slender fingers were stained with transparent paste, and her eyes looked at Chu Qianchen with resentment and crazy, as if she was about to tear her apart.

Chu Qianchen is so vicious that she just deliberately can’t stand her own good. She is afraid that if her face is good, she will compete with her for the second prince!

Chu Qianling's eyes were red, tears rolled in her eyes, and her heart was getting stronger and stronger.

"Don't you agree?" Chu Qianchen looked straight into Chu Qianling's eyes, with a faint smile, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of coldness. "If you don't agree, just hold it in your mouth."

"Chu Qianchen!" Chu Qianling jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Chu Qianchen. Her long nails were harshly snatching her face, wishing she would tear her face to pieces.

Chu Qianchen flashed flexibly, Chu Qianling threw herself into the air, and fell to the ground in a mess, supporting the ground with both hands, and her delicate palm was hurt by the sand and gravel on the ground.

"Oh, third sister, you didn't fall and hurt."

Chu Qianchen looked "worry" and wanted to support Chu Qianling in the past.

Her back was facing the room, and when she approached Chu Qianling, she said in a low voice that only the two of them could hear: "Three sister, I forgot to tell you that I still have a bottle of ointment. This is the last bottle."

Chu Qianling: "?"

"But why should I give it to you?" Chu Qianchen's voice lowered, and every word was clear. "You almost ruined my face, why do you still expect me to help you with kindness?"

"You wanted to ruin my face! Now all this is what you deserve."

"You said, right?"

Chu Qianchen's voice was light, soft and cold. When Chu Qianling's ears heard, it was like a soul-catching messenger from the underworld, and Chu Qianling's limbs were cold.

Chu Qianling was a little panicked and her body trembled slightly.

She was afraid that Chu Qianchen would get crazy and would really smash the last bottle of ointment.

"No..." Chu Qianling knelt on the ground, raised her hand to hold Chu Qianchen's sleeve, but Chu Qianchen just shook his hand and easily avoided it.

Chu Qianchen sighed softly, stood up and was about to leave. Chu Qianling hurriedly shouted: "Second sister, don't leave..."

"No, it's not that I want to harm you..."

Her voice softened, and her eyes and tone were begging, so fragile and so panic.

"Didn't you want to harm me?" Chu Qianchen tilted his little face, as if he had a hint of doubt and a hint of mockery, and asked deliberately, "Isn't someone asking you to do this?"

Chu Qianling: "..."

She was stunned for a moment, and her mood fluctuated violently.
To be continued...