Staring at the wound on Meiren Yao's face, Yuan Fei was still scared. She sighed and said softly: "Yesterday, the Imperial Hospital sent the best plaster. I heard that the Queen also sent the Bone Restoration Jade Paste, which are excellent sacred healing products. You insist on using it every day and will not leave scars after recovery."

Meiren Yao had been squeezed into a crack and tears were shining in her eyes, and she couldn't even speak.

Concubine Yuan sighed again, glanced at the little girl behind her, and said helplessly: "Mrs. Shang was regretful after hitting you yesterday. I think the emperor also told her that she sent someone to send a sachet, saying that it would be good for your injury."

When Meiren Yao heard the three words "Mrs. Shang" and opened her eyes widened with thin lines. Unfortunately, no matter how hard she opened her eyes, she was still a slit.

When she thought about it, she was glaring at the little girl behind Concubine Yuan.

This little palace maid was from Mrs. Shang’s palace. She hated Wu and Wu. Meiren Yao took the teacup on the bedside table and was about to smash it.

The little girl was shocked.

Concubine Yuan immediately stopped: "My beauty, how can she be arrogant in front of this concubine!"

Yao Meiren was stunned for a moment. Seeing that Concubine Yuan was angry, Xiao quickly grabbed Yao Meiren's hand and took the teacup down: "What are you doing? The emperor has vented his anger for you, and Mrs. Shang also knows her mistakes and gives you a sachet to apologize. If you do this, wouldn't it make the emperor unhappy? No matter what, the emperor still spoils her now."

Meiren Yao was so angry that she muttered in her throat, but she was helpless. Concubine Xiao was right. Now Mrs. Shang is favored. She was just accused of this before and did not see the situation clearly. She was caught by Mrs. Shang and established her authority.

When the little palace maid saw that Yuan Fei stopped Yao Meiren, she boldly stepped forward and handed the sachet with both hands. Her crisp and beautiful voice was soft and pleasant: "Beauty, my wife said that this sachet contains a rare plaster, a special healing product for the Yunqian royal family. Even Da Shang did not have this product. Its swelling effect is particularly good. In addition, it can lubricate the skin. Please accept it with a smile."

Meiren Yao took the sachet and smashed it over, but she didn't dare to beat the person sent by Mrs. Shang again. Her face was beaten like this. What if this little palace maid had at least, I don't know how Mrs. Shang torture her!

Today's swelling is even more than yesterday. Even the ears are whispering. It has not recovered yet, and it is difficult to breathe through the nose, and it is even more impossible to say anything.

But as soon as the action of smashing the sachet was done, I knew what Meiren Yao meant. Then I picked the beauty and pointed at the door, and said in a hoarse voice to the little palace maid: "Get out!"

The little palace maid shrank in fear. Concubine Yuan frowned slightly. Just as she was about to say a few words, she heard the little palace maid continue to say: "Go back to Meiren Yao, my wife also said that I will come to visit you in person tomorrow. I hope you can use the plaster she sent so that she can live up to her wishes."

Mei Yao was as popular as a bullfighting, and her whole body was trembling. She had to force her to use ointment. Could it be that this ointment was a disfigure thing? Mrs. Shang's heart insisted that she would never get rid of her?

Concubine Yuan thought something, and when she saw the little palace maid say this, she looked at Meiren Yao: "Mrs. Shang is kind and should use it."

As she said that, she winked at her palace maid, who quickly picked up the sachet and handed it to her.

Concubine Yuan took the sachet and looked carefully. The embroidery on the sachet was very exquisite. A pair of pink lotus stems snuggled together and were born from the stems. It was elegant and elegant. It should have been sewn by Deyang.
Chapter completed!