The Favoured Medical Princess: 305 won the title

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After returning to the palace, Xiao Yi still did not go to the Wucheng soldiers lawsuit.

He had lunch with Nangong Yue. After the two of them walked in the garden to eat, Nangong Yue went to take a bath and change clothes to wash away the dust of the half day.

Nangong Yue just sat down in front of the dressing table and let Lily dry her hair. Xiao Yi came in with a tray. Seeing this, Lily couldn't help but snickered again. She put down the handkerchief and pulled Baili. Hui retreated together.

Nangong Yue knew what Xiao Yi brought her without asking——

Medicinal food!

Since Nangong Yue’s sunflower water arrived a few days ago, An Niang would ask the small kitchen to stew her medicinal food every day. Then Xiao Yi would personally supervise her use of herbal food every day as long as he was in the palace.

At first, Nangong Yue would still blush and eat without saying a word. Now, she has become much thicker-skinned. Although her face is still red, she still said implicitly: "Ayi, actually I... ...I’m almost done, I don’t need to take these medicinal foods anymore.”

Xiao Yi personally brought the cup of medicinal food to the dressing table, took the handkerchief left by Lily and wiped her hair, and said matter-of-factly: "An Niang said, you need to replenish it more!" Thinking of that One day, Nangong Yue bled so much that Xiao Yi still had lingering fears. He felt that the medicinal food he had eaten and the brown sugar water he drank these days were simply not enough. If he was stabbed on the battlefield, he might not have shed that much blood...

Thinking about it, Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue with cautious eyes again, as if she were a delicate and famous flower.

Looking at Xiao Yi's familiar eyes, Nangong Yue probably guessed what he was thinking about again, and hurriedly said: "Can't I just eat?"

She picked up the medicinal meal and finished it slowly as if on the execution ground. Xiao Yi hurriedly took the empty porcelain cup and said nonchalantly: "I think this medicinal meal is quite good. , after you eat it for a few days, your complexion will be much rosier... Why don't you continue eating it from now on." After a pause, he said again, "Smelly girl, you are a doctor, you should know some dietary prescriptions for replenishing blood, please follow me. Let me tell you."

Nangong Yue looked at him speechlessly, thinking: Even if she knew, would she still be stupid enough to tell him to help him to torture herself?

Xiao Yi also quickly changed his mind and said to himself: "Forget it, I'd better ask my grandfather..."

She just came to Kuishui, not sick! Nangong Yue pulled his sleeve and shook it, and said with a hint of coquettishness in her tone: "Ayi, I've been drinking three cups a day in the past few days, and my whole body smells like medicinal food."

Xiao Yi felt that his heart was melting. He hugged her thin waist and put his face on her neck. He took a deep breath and said, "I didn't smell it. It seems that I didn't eat enough. !"

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, and he was obviously teasing her.

Nangong Yue blushed again because of her teasing. She pushed him away and deliberately yawned, trying to change the subject: "Ayi, I'm a little tired. I'm going to take a nap first. You go to Wucheng quickly. Go to the Military and Horse Department, otherwise the emperor will have to talk to you again."

Getting more rest can replenish your energy! Xiao Yi directly skipped the second half of the sentence and said hurriedly: "Go and have a rest if you are tired."

If she hadn't been resolute, he almost wanted to carry her to the couch again.

Nangong Yue shrank into the thin quilt with her middle coat on. After Xiao Yi helped her tuck the corner of the quilt, he did not leave immediately. Instead, he gently stroked her back with his right hand, again and again, with gentle movements. It's incredible, just like a child.

Nangong Yue was originally just an excuse, but with his regular caressing, she gradually felt sleepy, and her eyelids became heavier and heavier...

Nangong Yue's breathing soon became even and fine. Xiao Yi knew that she was asleep, so he couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her delicate flowery cheek, and then kissed her again, his heart was soft and sweet.

It would be great if he could always stay with and look after his stinky girl like this.

The warmth and tranquility in the small inner room made people's hearts calm down, and Xiao Yi suddenly felt a little sleepy.

How about taking a nap with the smelly girl to hide away?

Xiao Yi was still hesitating when Baihui quietly came in through the curtain.

Seeing Xiao Yi make a "shush" gesture to her, Baihui immediately understood that Nangong Yue was asleep, and lowered her voice and said, "Your Majesty, Butler Zhu has an important matter to discuss with you."

Xiao Yi nodded, walked quietly into the house, and closed the door carefully.

By the time Xiao Yi came back, more than an hour had passed.

He opened the door softly and was greeted by Nangong Yue's beautiful smile and the voice of "Ayi, you are back."

After listening to Zhu Xing's report, Xiao Yi was still in a low mood, but that smile seemed to be the sunshine that could sweep away all the gloom, making all his annoyances disappear.

He already has his stinky girl. This is the best treasure in his life, and the rest is not important at all.

Nangong Yue just woke up after a full sleep and was sitting on the back of the bed, yawning lazily.

Xiao Yi walked to her bed and sat down, and said with a smile: "Zhu Xing came here just now to ask for information. He just got news from the palace that the Jingzhao Mansion has closed Guanshi You's case."

Nangong Yue's eyes lit up and she asked excitedly: "How do you say it?"

"The manager finally gritted his teeth and admitted that he had embezzled three thousand taels of silver." Xiao Yi said nonchalantly, "It was said that the princess brought him to the capital with six thousand taels of silver, but he was greedy for a while and didn't do it. Got three thousand taels of them."

Nangong Yue pursed her lips and smiled, "So, he admits that the step-concubine asked him to bring a total of only six thousand taels of silver?"

The manager didn't know whether he was loyal or stupid. Although he admitted that he had lost three thousand taels of silver, he exposed the step princess. The emperor issued an edict, ordering Xiao Fang to repay the money he had swallowed up over the years, but she only gave him a mere six thousand taels. Now, in the eyes of the emperor, she was probably openly disobeying the edict.

This time and again, he provoked the imperial power, and the emperor was saving face. In his opinion, it was probably the King of Zhennan who was supporting his princess and deliberately going against him.

The smile on Nangong Yue’s face grew brighter and she said, “What did the emperor say?”

"It is said that the emperor was so furious that he immediately issued an imperial edict to take away the concubine's life." Xiao Yi said with a chuckle, "The concubine's luck is really bad."

Nangong Yue pursed her lips and smiled. Today, Yiyi has won the first prize twice in succession. The emperor must be in a very unhappy mood. Even if he would have hesitated again and again, he would immediately make up his mind when he was angry.

This time, the life of the successor princess cannot be saved!

The two looked at each other, and Nangong Yue said with a crooked eyebrow: "...Ayi, we still need to fan the flames."

Southern Xinjiang is thousands of miles away. Even if Xiao Fang is deprived of her royal title as princess, if King Zhennan protects her, then in Southern Xinjiang, she will still be a high-ranking "princess". This is not the case. Nangong Yue’s original intention. These days, things have happened one after another. Judging from the news coming back from southern Xinjiang, King Zhennan's patience and trust in the step princess have long been greatly reduced. As long as he fanned the flames a little more, I am afraid that King Zhennan will still be happy with Xiaofang. The princess no longer has the title of concubine.

Xiao Yi hugged her distressedly and said, "You haven't been feeling well lately, so don't bother yourself anymore."

Nangong Yue was helpless. She simply couldn't imagine what she would do if this happened every month in the future. I just hope that...well, Xiao Yi should get used to it early.

Nangong Yue did not argue that she was really not sick, but took his hand, cleverly changed the subject, and said: "Ayi, after this time, the honor of Princess Zhennan will always belong to her mother. ."

Xiao Fang's marriage was only taken away, not divorced. Naturally, King Zhennan could not remarry. From now on, no woman would be named "Princess Zhennan" again. Although Xiao Yi lost his biological mother when he was born, Nangong Yue would always hear him mention her, and the nostalgia in her expression was difficult to conceal.

Xiao Yi hugged her tightly, with a hint of suppressed sobs in his voice, "Stinky girl, I really like you, I like you very much!" Only his stinky girl has ever been so wholeheartedly devoted to her. he considered.

His strength was a little too strong, but Nangong Yue did not break away and let him hold her.

After a while, I heard Xiao Yi say in a dull voice: "Zhu Xing just received a letter from his father from southern Xinjiang, asking me to hand over half of the property given by my grandfather to Xiao Luan."

Xiao Yi never cared about how much property he had, he didn't even know how much money his family had, but such a request still made him feel a little depressed.

But think about it, isn't his father always like this? Just get used to these things.

Nangong Yue opened her arms around him and leaned closer to his arms.

Xiao Yi was overjoyed. Sure enough, pretending to be wronged in front of a stinky girl still works!

He smelled the scent of soap on her body and didn't want to let her go for a moment.

The emperor's imperial edict was sent out at an accelerated speed of 3,000 miles. It was estimated that it would take ten days to reach southern Xinjiang. Nangong Yue went to Nangong Mansion with Xiao Yi the next day to meet his uncle Nangong Qin. On the way, I heard people talking about the Baiyue Saint's successive victories in the Jinxin Society. Everyone was paying special attention to the competition between "chess" and "poetry" that was going to be held the next day.

For a time, Jinxinhui's popularity reached its peak.

Ordinary people have no way of knowing the identity of the participating girls, but those children from aristocratic families and officials are different. They have begun to analyze the level of each girl, who is likely to win the first place, and what are the chances of winning the first place...

In these discussions, Miss Bai, who shined in the preliminary round of the poetry competition, was inevitably mentioned constantly. These young gentlemen not only studied the poems written by Miss Bai in the preliminary competition again and again, but also her previous poems. Excellent works have been published time and time again and criticized repeatedly. Many people believe that this white girl is very likely to be able to defeat the Saint of Baiyue in the poetry competition.

Under the spotlight, the third round of the Jinxinhui finals has arrived.

On this day, Nangong Yue got up early, but Xiao Yi was earlier than her and entered the palace at dawn. The night before, Xiao Yi received an oral instruction from the emperor to enter the palace today. The palace accompanies you.

Originally, Xiao Yi planned to send Nangong Yue to the Imperial Academy in person, but the emperor said that even if Xiao Yi didn't want to, he had to change his original plan. He procrastinated in the palace until the last moment, and asked Nangong Yue to put on a cloak, and then reluctantly entered the palace.

More and more people gathered around the Imperial College, and the nearby teahouses and restaurants were full. Those people gathered on the streets, so that the carriages that wanted to enter the Imperial College were almost unable to move. Fortunately, the governor of Jingzhao got the news, Officials were hurriedly sent to evacuate the crowd, otherwise it would be hard to say whether today's game would start on time.

As soon as Nangong Yue entered the door, she happened to meet Yuan Yuyi who was one step ahead of her. Yuan Yuyi's eyes paused behind Nangong Yue and deliberately teased: "Ayi didn't send you here?" Although he didn't say it, the meaning in his eyes was clearly, haven't you two always been able to stick to each other as tightly as possible?

Lily almost burst into laughter again, but thinking that this was outside and she had to pay attention to maintaining her master's face, she held it back and acted respectfully.

Yuan Yuyi quickly thought of something and asked: "Could it be that Ayi was recruited into the palace by the emperor's uncle like my mother?"

Nangong Yue nodded slightly, Yuan Yuyi showed an expression of "Sure enough," and then looked up and down at her somewhat inappropriate dress. His curious eyes seemed to be asking: It’s early summer, why are you still going out wearing a cloak?

Nangong Yue's face turned red, she took off her cloak and handed it to Lily to hold. Fortunately, Jiang Yixi and Fu Yunyan came over at this time, finally allowing Nangong Yue to escape the topic for the time being.

Not long after the girls sat down in Qiushui Pavilion, the emperor and empress soon arrived again. This time, the emperor and empress were accompanied by a large group of people like stars over the moon, including Yuncheng, three The prince, Xiao Yi, Grand Scholar Chen, Mr. Lu Ge who has become an official... An Yihou Guan Yubai also came with him.

Looking at the identities of these entourage, it can be seen that the emperor attaches great importance to these two competitions today.

The first thing to be held today was the "chess" competition. In order to see the chess game closer, the emperor and the empress did not enter Qionghua Pavilion as they did the day before, but sat down in a pavilion near the competition venue.

There are still eight girls participating in the competition. Since many foreign men have arrived today, these unmarried girls all covered their faces with white gauze.

At this moment, eight chessboards have been placed in the field, separated from each other by screens. The same endgame is placed on each chessboard, and what the eight girls have to do is to decipher the endgame on the chessboard and compete with them. The one they played against was Master Yu, who taught Go at the Imperial College.

Master Yu is nearly sixty years old. He is dressed in a simple gray robe, has a clear face, half-white hair and beard, and piercing eyes.

Although Master Yu needs to fight one against eight, the end game is difficult to solve. The black stones on the chessboard have an almost overwhelming advantage. It is not easy for these girls holding white stones to break the game.

Sure enough, within less than a moment of burning the incense, three of the eight girls had already bowed their heads and resigned.

After another incense stick, another girl surrendered.

In the end, only three girls broke the first endgame, and one of them was the Saint Maiden.

Although this is only the first endgame, it has already caused a stir among the spectators. Could it be that this saint is really a peerless genius who knows everything?

While everyone was whispering to each other, the original eight chessboards and five of the writing desks had been removed from the field, and three new chessboards had been replaced.

Everyone's expressions froze when they saw it. The difficulty of this second endgame suddenly rose several levels.

On the chessboard, Black's chess shows the trend of "big eyes eating small eyes". White's chess has fallen into a desperate situation under heavy siege. It can almost be seen that if it takes a few more steps, White's chess will not be able to escape the outcome of the entire army being annihilated. ……

People who know chess have already seen that this is the famous endgame of "Ten Disasters". There are many clues to the overall situation, involving the life and death of several chess pieces. It is not easy to survive in defeat and troubled times.

The three girls who advanced were all sitting in front of the chess game, staring at the chessboard with their bright eyes, without making any move for a long time...

After a while, a girl in green clothes on the far left finally picked up a white stone and dropped it.

As soon as she dropped the chess piece, two maids in blue immediately reported the position of her chess piece to the Qiushui Pavilion and demonstrated it on the chessboard there for everyone to watch.

Nangong Yue looked at it and frowned.

I'm afraid this step is not good.

Fu Yunyan looked at Nangong Yue's face and asked, "Ah Yue, is there anything wrong with Miss Ling's move?"

Nangong Yue shook her head and lowered her voice: "If my estimate is correct, Miss Ling will take two or three steps if she is fast, and no more than ten steps if she is slow. I am afraid I will lose."

Jiang Yixi also nodded and said: "Sister Yue is right..."

While they were sighing, they saw the green-clad Miss Ling’s brows furrowed. She froze for a moment like a sculpture, and then she bowed her head and admitted defeat.

At this time, the clothes finally moved, and Bai Zi gracefully fell down with her slender hands.

"Fourteen pheasants, seven."

Following the announcement from the maid in blue, the positions of the clothes appeared on the chessboard in Qiushui Pavilion.

Jiang Yixi looked straight at the chessboard and said thoughtfully: "I can't understand this move..." Jiang Yixi's chess skills were slightly higher than Nangong Yue's. When she said this, Nangong Yue's eyes turned pale. Slightly heavy, with a vague premonition of something bad.

In the field, Master Yu quickly and confidently dropped the black pieces.

"Seventeen stars, three."

Master Yu took this step steadily and expanded his circle of encirclement...

"December, Friday."

"November Winter, four."

"..."

It was just a short tea room, and the two sides exchanged more than a dozen moves back and forth, until they made a strange move that destroyed their future and everyone was confused.

"Kiuzhou, six, broken."

"She is actually cutting her own way?" Fu Yunyan could tell even if he didn't know much about chess.

The basic principle of playing chess is to connect your chess pieces together, but Bai Yi actually does the opposite?

Nangong Yue thought of something, looked deeply at the chess game in front of her, and murmured: "The chess starts from the break... it's not good."

Her premonition came true, and after that, the white piece in front of her clothes became more and more aggressive step by step. Her chess style was not as delicate as her appearance at all, like a fierce general on the battlefield wielding a butcher's knife and making a whirring sound.

Master Yu's sunspots faced each other **** for tat without showing any signs of weakness. The black and white sides could be said to be swords, swords, and shadows. Their masterful moves were repeated. Both sides were surrounded by dangers. The chessboard was turbulent and the onlookers were dazzled.

At this moment, both the chess players and the spectators no longer knew what year it was... until another white stone fell boldly, as if a huge thunder struck, and the surroundings were silent, as if it had fallen into the sand in an instant. The battlefield has returned to the gentle place of the Imperial College...

Everyone knows that the outcome has been decided.

Master Yu stroked his beard, thought for a moment, and then decisively surrendered: "The saint's chess skills are extraordinary, the saint won this game."

At this time, the girl in yellow shirt next to her was already sweating profusely, and her hands were tightly holding the skirt of her skirt.

Although there is no specific time limit for this game, the first stone must be placed within a stick of incense. Now that the stick of incense is almost here, if you don't make a move, you will run away without a fight.

She bit down and finally took out a white piece from the urn, then gritted her teeth and dropped it...

Master Yu only glanced at it and shook his head secretly... Within five steps, the girl in yellow could only surrender.

Chess skills do not need to be judged. Since the clothes are left to the end, they are the leaders of chess skills.

The emperor's face could not be darker. At this time, he heard Master Yu suddenly say to Bai Yi: "Miss Bai Yi, since you have such chess skills, you must also be a chess lover. For today's sake, I Jinxinhui has prepared three endgames. I wonder if the girl is interested in challenging this last endgame?"

Zhang Yi smiled confidently. Regardless of whether she could solve the third endgame, she was the well-deserved leader, so she said gracefully: "Zhang Yi is willing to give it a try."

The third endgame was quickly laid out, and the same chessboard was also placed in Qiushui Pavilion and Pavilion as usual.

Everyone gathered around the chessboard to take a look. They thought that what Master Yu presented would be another famous endgame, but they didn’t expect that everyone would look at it again and no one knew its name.

At first glance, this endgame does not seem complicated and messy like "Ten Disasters", but when I look at it again, I feel that this endgame is really meaningful. There are three tribulations in it, one within another. If only one can be solved , there will be another one, and then this game of chess will go on a similar path repeatedly, and the two sides will not be able to tell the winner. This three-tribulation cycle game is quite rare. It can be said to be "one in ten thousand".

It is not an exaggeration to say that this endgame is unprecedented.

Since Bai Yi is a master of chess, he naturally picked up the taste quickly.

This game is not simple, not only that, there is no way for Zhang Yi to solve this game. The entire chessboard is like a huge whirlpool, as if it can sweep all her thoughts into it. I still have a poetry competition coming up, so it’s really not appropriate to get bogged down in this unnecessary round and distract my energy.

She calmed down, immediately made a decision in her heart, and readily admitted defeat.

In the pavilion, Guan Yubai has been paying attention to every change in the expression of the clothes, his eyes are dark, and he whispers to Xiao Yi beside him: "Ayi, watching chess is like watching people. This woman has a calm mind and is capable of killing. Decision-making, and the city is quite deep. If she gets married to a rich man in the future, I think it will definitely cause trouble."

Xiao Yi responded vaguely, looking absently in the direction of Qiushui Pavilion, and thought to herself: The smelly girl is not wearing a cloak, I wonder if she will get cold... An Niang has already said that she can't catch the cold now. . Those two little maids are really unreliable, you still have to watch them yourself!

Guan Yubai saw that his heart had already flown to Qiushui Pavilion over there, and he smiled and shook his head.

At this time, the emperor suddenly stood up and raised his voice slightly: "Where is An Yihou?"

When Guan Yubai heard the words, he stood up, bowed and saluted, and said with a smile: "I am here, I wonder what the emperor's orders are?"

The emperor looked at the clothes on display not far away, with dark clouds covering his face, and said in a deep voice: "Marquis An Yi, do you think this last endgame can be solved?"

Guan Yubai smiled faintly, bowed and replied: "Your Majesty, this situation is not difficult, it can be solved naturally."

As soon as he turned around after hearing the words, he saw a strange man standing next to the emperor. He was handsome, tall, and slightly thin. He just stood there quietly, with a faint smile on his lips. People cannot ignore his existence, as gentle as jade, elegant and timeless. Such an outstanding man is the only one I have seen in my life.

Can he solve this game?

Zheng Yi was a little unbelievable. Although she only watched it for a while, she was already stumped by the subtlety of the end game. She believed that no one could solve this game.

Chang Yi couldn't help but speak, "Your Majesty, can you deny that this Marquis has given you some advice on how to resolve this situation?"

The emperor nodded slightly to Guan Yubai, but the latter did not step forward. He just smiled and said: "The key to this game is the upper left corner. As long as the half-dead white pieces are discarded, a big dragon of black pieces can be eliminated. Just get involved, then open the robbery and switch."

When Bai Yi looked at the chessboard again, it was like an enlightenment, and he immediately understood.

How can this seemingly simple move be described as "brilliant"? He must have considered the evolution of the entire chess game.

"Wonderful, it's so wonderful!" Master Yu praised without hesitation, stood up and bowed to Guan Yubai Zuo, "I have benefited a lot from today's game. I wonder if Lord Guan will have time to talk to him in the future. Let me talk for a while?"

Guan Yu returned the gift in vain, "It's an honor." Every move he made was calm and composed, with a magnanimity that seemed to be inherent in him.

An Yihou? Baiyun raised his eyebrows slightly and thought to himself: I don't know which house has such an extraordinary prince. I will definitely go find out after today's competition.

The emperor's face finally looked better, and he changed the topic: "The next step is the poetry competition." There was no emotion in his voice.

Yes, next is the poetry competition.

The Saint of Baiyue has already won three titles in a row. As long as she wins one more, she will have to let Kuilang out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment.

The next battle is really crucial! Dayu cannot afford to lose!

The wine-sacrifice lady stepped forward and carefully replied: "Back to the Emperor, the poetry competition will start in half an hour."

Mrs. Jijiu's back was already broken out in a cold sweat. Probably no one would have thought that a little Baiyue saint could defeat a talented woman from Dayu! Now Long Yan is furious, and if he doesn't do it right, the relevant people may be angered.

The emperor responded and said no more.

The emperor and everyone accompanying him were introduced into Qionghua Pavilion. At the same time, preparations for the next poetry competition had begun in the garden below, and desks were neatly placed in the venue. ; Ten other Imperial College students were also led into the Tingzhu Pavilion next to the Qiushui Pavilion by the maid in blue.

In addition to the ten literati from Qionghua Pavilion, these ten Imperial College students will also review the girls' works as judges for the poetry competition.

On the other side, eight participating girls were already waiting in the pavilion outside the venue, including Bai Muxiao.

Of course, the news that the dressmaker won the third title also reached Bai Muxiao's ears. Unlike everyone else, she smiled slightly.

Although for Dayu, losing three games in a row was not only a loss of face, but also made the situation precarious, but for Bai Muxiao, this became her biggest opportunity, allowing her to win the emperor's honor. appeared in front of her and found a bright future for herself.

A glimmer of confidence flashed in Bai Muxiao's eyes.

"Ladies," at this time, a maid in blue entered the pavilion, saluted respectfully and said, "the competition is about to begin, please come with the slaves."

The maid in blue led the eight girls into the arena one by one. After they stood still in the field, even the spectators around them were a little nervous.

Dayu can no longer lose!

No one recognized Bai Muxiao during the preliminary round, but this time, the situation has changed dramatically. Everyone in Dayu around knows that the person in the moon-white dress is the one who made a big splash in the preliminary round. The brilliant white girl, only she can compete with the saint's dress.

For a time, everyone's eyes were focused on the quiet orchid Bai Muxiao and the blue-eyed Zhui Yi, and the other six girls seemed to have become supporting roles for them.

The emperor in Qionghua Pavilion was also looking down at the two girls. His eyes first paused on Bai Yi, and then fell on Bai Muxiao, thoughtfully.

Although this Bai Muxiao has a somewhat out-of-the-ordinary personality, he is indeed extraordinary in talent and learning, and can bring unexpected surprises to himself every time.

Hopefully this time will be no exception!

Recalling Bai Muxiao's popular poems, the emperor calmed down.

When Guan Yubai looked at Bai Muxiao, he also remembered those widely circulated poems. He raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a faint smile on his lips.