The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

After the Seventh Prince walked out, he went to Yang Yueer's account to take another look at her, but she still didn't think about it.

He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He hasn't had a chance to properly say thank you to her yet.

But what Uncle Seventeen said was too important.

Without further ado, he had to set off immediately.

The Seventh Prince could only say to Yang Yueer who was still unconscious: "Thank you."

He took a deep look at her, then walked out without looking back, and rode away quickly.

~

Yang Yue'er only woke up in the afternoon. After waking up, Nuan Nuan found out and came to see her.

Knowing that Nuan Nuan saved her, she struggled to get up and thank Nuan Nuan.

Wen Nuan gently held her down, stopping her movement: "Miss Yang's wound has not fully healed, so it's not suitable to get out of bed, lie down properly."

Yang Yueer could only say: "Thank you Wangfei, Wangfei's life-saving grace, Yue'er will never forget it, and in the future I will definitely form a grass ring to repay Wangfei's great kindness."

Wen Nuan smiled slightly: "Miss Yang, you are being polite. You were injured to save the Seventh Prince, so I should have saved you. We have to thank you. After all, Miss Yang saved the Empress Dowager first, and then the Seventh Prince. We will never forget our kindness."

Yang Yue'er hurriedly said: "My concubine is serious. I saved the queen mother out of instinct. I saved the seventh prince because the seventh prince was also sacrificing his life to save everyone. My little girl's life is worthless, but the seventh prince is a general who leads the army." , it represents the morale of the army, so nothing can happen. Besides, my life as a little girl, how can I compare with the empress dowager and the seven princes? It is my honor to be able to save them."

Nuan Nuan smiled, did not continue this topic, and only said: "No matter what, Ms. Yang is really kind-hearted, let me get Ms. Yang's pulse!"

"Thank you princess."

Warm put his hand on her pulse, felt it, and then took the opportunity to say: "Miss Yang's high fever has all subsided, but... your body is much weaker than ordinary people, so the wound on your body may take longer to heal. Ordinary people have to slow down. Others heal their injuries in half a month, and you may have to take care of them for half a month, or even a month."

Yang Yue'er nodded, and smiled weakly: "I know, I have been weak since birth."

Wen Nuan looked into Yang Yueer's eyes and asked: "I also thought it was congenital frailty, but it doesn't seem to be entirely true. Miss Yang can learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and her family background is also good. She can't afford to hire a doctor to take care of her. Why? Will it be so weak?"

Yang Yue'er lowered her head, her tone was sad: "Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite. Before my mother was born, I was a concubine. After my mother passed away, it was only these two years that I was raised as a stepmother."

She didn't say any more when she said this.

But it gives people the impression that she is a concubine, and naturally she can't please her under the hands of her aunt.

Seeing this, Nuan Nuan didn't want to ask any more questions, and comforted her, "Your body needs to be recuperated slowly, and you'll be fine in a year or two. I'll give you a prescription."

Yang Yue'er looked at Wen Nuan upon hearing this, and smiled gratefully, "Thank you, Princess."

It's just that the warmth went from her eyes, and she saw it, and she didn't have much hope for it.

As if she felt that her body must not be adjusted well.

This made Nuan feel even more strange!

But she didn't ask any more questions. After all, she couldn't find out if she didn't ask the other party. She stood up and said, "Miss Yang, rest well. There are wars everywhere now. I can only wait for you to recover before trying to find a way to send you back."

Yang Yue'er nodded: "Thank you, Princess."

Nuan nodded and went out.

Yang Yue'er watched Wen Nuan go out, she rubbed a jade pendant on an anklet in the corner with her foot.

With this thing, her physique cannot be maintained well!

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so controlled by others.

~

That night, the wind picked up in the middle of the night, and there were rustling sounds from the bamboo forest in the distance.

Yang Yue'er glanced at Zishan who was standing by.

She said weakly: "Miss Zishan, I suddenly feel a little cold, can you bring me a padded jacket for me to sleep in?"

Zishan dozed off next to her, and said, "Where is it comfortable to sleep in cotton clothes? Besides, your wound hasn't healed yet, so I'll get you another quilt!"

It happened that there was a quilt on her side, so she went out and returned to a tent shared by her and other court ladies to get the quilt.

After Yang Yue'er waited for Zishan to go out, she picked up a black thing and started blowing.

When Zishan came back, Yang Yue'er had already fallen asleep.

She gently covered her body with the quilt, and then returned to the soft bed to lie down and rest.

Soon, Zishan heard the sound of regular breathing.

Only then did Yang Yue'er open her eyes.

There was darkness in her eyes.

Tonight, that person came to Xingshi to question him.

Ask her how the Nalan Army knew that they had reinforcements.

They hurt so many soldiers!

Ask her why she saved the Seventh Prince!

Heh, how did the Nalan army know?

Naturally, she only found out after deliberately leading Zhang Jiang to find the water source.

Why save the Seventh Prince, naturally she wanted to save, she wanted to give herself a chance.

She just wants to be an ordinary woman.

Her father is obviously from Nalan Kingdom, so she is also from Nalan Kingdom.

She rubbed something on her ankle.

Why should she be controlled by others?

She doesn't want it!

She wants to be a normal person!

So she saved the Seventh Prince, and if she succeeded, she might have a chance to be reborn.

If he is seriously injured and dies, that is his life!

She has no regrets!

It's better to be dead than now.

If she didn't die, she would give herself a chance to be reborn.

She knew that Princess Jin never trusted herself, but she would let her trust her.

These days, seeing her being held in the hands of the Queen Mother and King Jin, respected by the Seventh Prince, and respected by all the soldiers!

She is envious!

I'm so envious!

She also wants to live like this.

Even if you can't be loved by all people, at least, you can be held in the palm of one person's hand and love you!

The Seventh Prince seems to be interested in him!

Of course, she couldn't say these words to that person.

She only said that the purpose of saving the Seventh Prince was to gain the greater trust of the Queen Mother, Princess Hui'an, the Seventh Prince and King Jin, and that only when she was injured could she return to Princess Hui'an.

As for the soldiers of Nalan Kingdom finding that they had reinforcements, she didn't know about it.

Then, the man wanted to get a drop of Princess Hui'an's blood by himself.

She said it was almost impossible to ask Princess Jin for a drop of blood!

Even if she got it, she wouldn't be able to give it to him!

The man decided to settle for the next best thing. If Princess Hui'an had a hair, it must have roots.

You must succeed this time, or you will die!

Her mother will die too!

Yang Yue'er closed her eyes.

Look, what kind of life did she and her mother live?

Always at the mercy of others!