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"Okay, let Ms. Xi go back to the room to see her injury." Princess Nanyang said, looking at Ningmeng: "You can also come in with me."

Xi Jiamu was carried in, and other official ladies also walked in.

"Miss..." Miao Ling looked worried.

"It's okay." Ningmeng gave her a soothing look and walked in behind everyone.

After everyone went in, Princess Nanyang looked down at Xi Jiamu who was sitting on the stool, and said, "Miss Xi, do you still have pain in your feet? Can I call the doctor for you?"

In this village, there are usually only people living in the detention yard. Naturally, there is no doctor. If you want to hire a doctor, you have to go back to the capital to invite it.

Although Xi Jiamu had just screamed so violently, Princess Nanyang also understood that she was stepped on her foot.

How big can it be to be stepped on.

Moreover, it was the peach blossom feast she specially held today, and Princess Nanyang didn't want more trouble.

Although she asked this question, she actually hoped that Xi Jiamu would refuse to be acquainted.

Xi Jiamu didn't even know what Princess Nanyang meant, but the right foot she was stepped on was really too painful. The remark she just felt that her foot bones were about to be stepped on was not a joke.

After weighing it in his mind for a while, Xi Jiamu resisted the risk that Nanyang Princess would be disgusted, and said with a smile: "Thank you princess, then."

Princess Nanyang looked stiff, and immediately turned her head and ordered the maid behind her to send someone to invite a doctor in the capital.

The maid responded in a low voice, and quickly walked out.

Princess Nanyang held her breath in her heart, looked around, and quickly fell on Ningmeng.

Princess Nanyang's sharp gaze swept across the birthmark on Ningmeng's face, and said coldly: "Who are you? Why haven't my palace seen you before?"

"The princess, Xi Ningmeng, the lady of the people." Ningmeng dropped her head.

"Xi Ningmeng?" Princess Nanyang's gaze shifted between Ningmeng and Xi Jiamu.

Xi Jiamu's heart suddenly felt that this was the Spring Festival held by Nanyang Princess after all, and the invitation from Nanyang Princess to her only included her name, but now two people have come.

Xi Jiamu sensed that she was acting inappropriately today, and she replied: "Princess, this is Minnu’s sister. She only returned to the mansion some time ago. It was because she had just returned to the capital and didn’t know her well in the capital. The woman took her out to participate in the Spring Festival organized by the princess and make two or three close friends. In the end, she did not expect...

Xi Jiamu paused for a while and looked up at Ningmeng: "Sister, if you don't want to come, just tell me directly, why do you deliberately step on my feet to vent your anger!"

"You have to pay attention to evidence." Ningmeng and Xi Jiamu looked at each other, their faces were not afraid, let alone the slightest guilty conscience: "Because I just stood on your right, so you think I stepped on it. , Then can I think you are lying if I don’t believe you? If I don’t want to come out with you, then why would I stand here!"

"It rained lightly last night and the soil outside was moist. If you step on it, there will be traces." Among the crowd, I don't know who opened his mouth.

Everyone immediately looked down at Xi Jiamu's feet.

Xi Jiamu himself bowed his head vowedly and lifted the skirt.

Although Princess Nanyang was displeased, as long as Ningmeng's reputation was destroyed, it would not be a disadvantage.

The expression on Xi Jiamu's face was swearing.

However, after she saw her little clean and dust-free embroidered shoes, the expression on Xi Jiamu's face suddenly froze.

How is this possible!

The pain of being stepped on the instep just now is so real!

But now, let alone dirt on her embroidered shoe, there isn't even a trace of dust!