The Favoured Medical Princess: 713 conflict

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After reading a few posts, Xiao Yi became impatient to continue reading.

Chatting with people is a laborious task. The most important thing for his stinky girl now is to have a good rest and take good care of her body.

He stacked the posts together again and planned to throw them back to Baihui. This time, Nangong Yue took a step forward and waved her hand to signal Baihui to step back.

"Ayi," she smiled sweetly at Xiao Yi and said softly, "I'm really fine!"

Xiao Yi remained unmoved.

Nangong Yue held one of his hands and continued to coquettishly say: "Besides, I've been back to Luoyue City for a few days, so I can't keep avoiding it, right?" A lot of information can be found out from the interactions between the female family members of the inner house. There are some clues. If she is kept in the house all the time, wouldn't it mean that her eyes and ears are blocked?

Xiao Yi shrugged, of course he knew Nangong Yue’s intentions, but to him, A Yue was his most important person, not a subordinate? !

Nangong Yue was still not discouraged, shook Xiao Yi's hand, and said meaningfully: "Besides, my father's wedding is approaching, and it's time to prepare for some things..." She unleashed her last trick.

When it comes to the wedding date of King Zhennan, Xiao Yi’s face finally changed slightly. The corner of his mouth curved into a smile, and he said meaningfully: "When the time comes, everything will be done." That’s it.”

These things have been delayed long enough!

Thinking of the things that had just been unearthed from Meng Tingjian's mouth, a cold light flashed across Xiao Yi's eyes.

Xiao Yi held her waist with one hand, pressed her head against his chest with the other, and kissed the top of her hair tenderly. His long eyelashes were half-draped to prevent her from seeing him. The cold murderous look in his eyes.

The murderous intention is just fleeting.

Xiao Yi never indulges in it.

Soon, he forgot about it.

He and A Yue were together, and they didn’t want to waste their time together for those meaningless people and meaningless things.

"Ah Yue," Xiao Yi called sweetly, while continuing to lower his head to kiss her forehead, "What gift do you want for the Mid-Autumn Festival? Can I make mooncakes for you?" Mid-Autumn Festival and Moon Appreciation Eating moon cakes every month, the more Xiao Yi thought about it, the more he thought it was a good idea.

Nangong Yue’s eyes twitched. With his cooking skills, wouldn’t that cause chaos in the kitchen?

She hurriedly raised her head and said: "Ayi, you just returned to Luoyue City, didn't you... um..." Her unfinished words were drowned between his lips and teeth. The hunter who was waiting for the rabbit had already been waiting for the rabbit to come to his door. , tracing the shape of her lips with his lips affectionately, the inner room became silent, leaving only the sounds of each other's hot breathing and rapid heartbeats...

After a while, he moved his lips slightly, rested his forehead against hers, the tip of his nose almost touching the tip of his nose, and said again: "What did you just say?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and his gleaming peach blossom eyes smiled like a crescent moon, with a satisfied and cheerful look. To Nangong Yueli, it seemed like a threat, as if to say, if her answer can't be If it satisfies him, he will...

His lips moved a little closer to hers, as close as if she just opened her lips slightly, and her lips would touch his.

Nangong Yue almost held her breath and said, "Let's make mooncakes together tomorrow." She gave in and gave up.

A burst of laughter came from the bottom of Xiao Yi's throat, which seemed to be joyful, but also seemed to be a bit regretful, and his lips pressed against hers again... Dimly, Nangong Yue seemed to vaguely hear his vague response. .

After Nangong Yue coaxed Xiao Yi, her lips were as red as fresh strawberries.

Under Xiao Yi's "supervision", she called Baihui in again and carefully selected five or six posts. Then Xiao Yi rejected a few of them in disgust. Nangong Yue did not dare to bargain, so she Three posts were selected.

Bai Hui retreated without squinting, calmly and neatly, her eyes not even staying on Nangong Yue’s lips for a moment...

Amidst the boredom of the young couple, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming.

Early in the morning, rewards were distributed to the servants in the palace according to the old practice. The servants who wore new clothes and received rewards were naturally beaming with joy and walked with wind. There was a strong festive atmosphere throughout the palace.

Only the atmosphere in Bixiaotang's kitchen was a bit strange.

Most of the cooks, maids, and mothers-in-law in the small kitchen were kicked out, leaving only Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi inside making mooncakes. Nangong Yue racked her brains and found Xiao Yi a hard job of kneading dough. I made several cages of mooncakes and sent some to Lin Jingchen, Fu Yunyan and Mrs. Fang.

On this night, the palace held a memorial ceremony for the moon, and set up two family banquets in the small flower hall. They enjoyed the moon, feasted, and listened to the opera together, and it was a little lively.

The Mid-Autumn Festival night passed by in the blink of an eye, and Bixiaotang, which had been closed to welcome guests, finally started to move, and the Crown Princess began to see guests again.

For three days in a row, female relatives came to visit.

The person who came to visit on the first day was Mrs. Tian. She came to visit Nangong Yue and wanted Nangong Yue to help persuade Xiao Yi.

The next day came General Hu’s wife and daughter-in-law. The Hu family and the Meng family were related by marriage. After the Meng family’s accident, the Hu family was a little frightened for fear of being angered. This time, Mrs. Hu’s mother-in-law and daughter-in-law came specially to He begged for mercy and surrendered.

On the third day, Mrs. An brought An Zhihua, the third girl from An, to visit.

An Zhihua wore a crimson red gown with gold and hibiscus makeup today, and three thousand black silk threads were pulled into a ponytail. , the corners of his smiling mouth were slightly raised.

After three months of absence, An Zhihua looks even prettier than before, like a peony flower half-awaited to fully bloom soon.

"I have met the Crown Princess."

Mrs. An and An Zhihua saluted Nangong Yue Fu who was sitting at the top.

"No courtesy." After Nangong Yue accepted the full ceremony, she raised her hand slightly and asked An's mother and daughter to sit down.

"Thank you, Crown Princess." Mrs. An thanked her calmly on the surface, but she felt a little unhappy in her heart: her painting sister was the future Princess of Zhennan, and she would be the Crown Princess's mother-in-law in half a month. Well, if the imperial concubine knew the rules, if she was truly virtuous and virtuous, she should be even half-courteous to herself and her daughter no matter what.

Thinking about it, a flash of displeasure flashed in Mrs. An's eyes. She and An Zhihua sat down on an armchair nearby and said with a smile: "Sister Hua and I heard that the Crown Princess was happy, so we came here specially to congratulate the Crown Princess. If the prince’s mother’s spirit in heaven knew about it, she would definitely be pleased.”

Mrs. An pretended to be an elder, like a cousin, and then glanced at An Zhihua suggestively. An Zhihua then said: "Prince Concubine, I personally made something for my little grandson in the past few days. It’s a small bellyband, I hope your concubine won’t dislike it.”

After she made a gesture, her personal maid immediately took a step forward holding a long mahogany box and opened the long box. Inside the box was a large red bellyband embroidered with the five poisons.

"Thank you very much, cousin Hua." Nangong Yue thanked her with a smile.

A round-faced maid on the side stepped forward to take the long mahogany box, closed it, and stepped aside with a low eyebrow.

Seeing this, An Zhihua's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he didn't say anything.

The hall was quiet for a moment, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

At this time, the maid brought hot tea. Mrs. An took a sip of the tea and praised politely: "It's really good tea. I'm afraid only Longjing new tea from Jiangnan can rival such a good Pu'er tea." He said enthusiastically, "Prince Concubine, I happen to have some of this year's new Longjing tea in my house. I sent people to Jiangnan to invite everyone to come to South Xinjiang to discuss the piano. I brought it here specially. Why don't I give it to the Crown Princess after I return home?" How about bringing a can?"

Mrs. An looked at Nangong Yue with a smile. On the surface, she was talking about tea, but in fact, she was deliberately mentioning Mr. Xu.

Xu's family name is Xu Luojin. She and Shi Qingya are the two most famous piano masters in Dayu today. Their daughter is about to get married. In order to give her daughter a good face, Mrs. An spent a lot of effort to get her daughter. Invited.

Nangong Yue loves the piano, so she has naturally heard of Master Xu. She raised her eyebrows slightly and asked casually: "But that Master Xu Luojin?"

Mrs. An hurriedly said: "Exactly. My painting sister likes to play the piano the most on weekdays, so I went all the way to invite many of you to come to the mansion to discuss the piano, so that I can get close and have fun with the ladies from each mansion. It's a pity that people outside have been panicking recently. I posted a few posts, but several mansions declined with excuses..." As she spoke, she frowned slightly, showing a look of regret.

Recently, the Southern Xinjiang Army has searched and interrogated many mansions for the Meng Mansion's affairs, causing the city to be filled with tremors, and even this year's Mid-Autumn Festival was less lively than in previous years...

Nangong Yue smiled faintly and said lightly: "I heard that Xu's piano skills are extraordinary, so I must have benefited a lot from painting my cousin."

"I have benefited a lot from being able to learn a thing or two from many of you." An Zhihua bowed and said.

Mrs. An choked for a moment. She brought her daughter here today, naturally not just to visit Nangong Yue. The most important thing was to find out what was true. If Nangong Yue took advantage of the situation and expressed her intention to come to An Mansion to discuss piano. , which means that this storm will not affect Anjia. He didn't want Nangong Yue to refuse to answer his words at all.

Mrs. An laughed dryly and said nonchalantly: "Everyone will be returning to Jiangnan in a few days. This opportunity is rare, so why not..."

Nangong Yue looked at Mrs. An with a half-smile, a pair of clear and bright eyes that seemed to see through her, and interrupted her: "Cousin, don't worry, the prince has a sense of proportion and will not do anything. I missed my father’s wedding!”

The hall ushered in a second silence, and the atmosphere became even more awkward. A trace of embarrassment flashed under An Zhihua's half-cast eyes, and he twisted the handkerchief with both hands.

After what Nangong Yue said, Mrs. An felt a little resentful and could not say anything more. She stood up and left with An Zhihua.

Soon, the mother and daughter's carriage left Bixiaotang.

An Zhihua had been holding it in for a long time when he was in Bixiaotang. As soon as he left the house, he gritted his teeth and said: "Mother, have you chosen the maid for your daughter's marriage?"

As she spoke, there was a look of resentment in her eyes. At the beginning, she also wanted to show her kindness to Nangong Yue, but Nangong Yue refused to eat the toast and drank the fine wine. Not only did she not give herself any face, she also helped Xiao Fei to give herself If she shows off her power, she must be afraid of herself.

Nangong Yue is narrow-minded, so there is no need for her to bend to her anymore.

Mrs. An patted her daughter's hand, gave her a reassuring smile, and said, "I have chosen two. One is elegant and refined, knows books and answers gifts, just like a princess; the other is charming and beautiful. She's so gorgeous." Even a woman like her is attracted by her, let alone those men. Which man doesn't cheat on her!

"The Crown Princess is pregnant, but the Crown Prince doesn't even have a concubine by his side. It's really unkind!" An Zhihua shook his head and sighed in disapproval, his expression finally softened.

The smile on Mrs. An's face deepened, and she continued: "As the saying goes: 'The elders can't refuse the gift.' Sister Hua, when you pass the house, many things will fall into place."

Hearing this, An Zhihua raised the corners of his mouth slightly proudly, his big bright eyes shining with a strange look.

"What mother said is that some things can't be avoided just by wanting to avoid them." An Zhihua smiled meaningfully. Just now, Nangong Yue didn't touch the little bellyband he gave her, but now I'm afraid it's long gone Throw it away? But this bellyband is a dead thing and can be thrown away, but it is different for living people!

As An’s mother and daughter talked and laughed, the carriage gradually moved away...

In fact, An Zhihua was right. There was no chance of seeing the light of the Five Poisons. The round-faced maid named Haitang finished processing the long mahogany box and returned to the hall to find Nangong Yue.

At this moment, two little maids were cleaning up the tea cups used by the An family. When Haitang passed by, she took a casual look and found that the tea in the tea cup was clearly full and she had not drunk it at all.

She remembered that the person sitting in this seat should be——

An Zhihua.

She walked to Nangong Yue, knelt down and confessed.

Nangong Yue raised her eyebrows with interest and smiled, as if she had heard some interesting joke. Que'er said in a joking manner: "Prince Concubine, Miss An San is afraid that we will give her something in the tea." !"

Huamei then added: "It is true that the heart of a villain is judged by the heart of a gentleman."

Nangong Yue put down the tea cup and did not answer the call. Instead, she smiled and said: "Come with me for a walk."

The one closest to Nangong Yue was Haitang, but when she heard this, she took a step back and let Baihui come up to serve her.

Haitang was one of the secret guards that Xiao Yi asked Zhu Xingxin to select for Nangong Yue. He stayed with her as a first-class maid. However, Haitang knew that she could never compare to Baihui and the others in front of the imperial concubine, so she came here After that, he was very obedient and did not compete for the first place.

Baihui carefully helped Nangong Yue stand up, and then the master and servants left the hall and went to the small garden leisurely...

In the following days, Bixiaotang became quiet again. Nangong Yue only occasionally received one or two greeting cards. In her free time, she listened to operas with Fu Yunyan, played music with Xiao Fei, or made small clothes. He lived a leisurely and leisurely life, but that was not the case in the palace.

September is approaching, which means that the wedding of King Zhennan is coming. Even if it is a renewal, it is the most important event of the year in the palace.

Nangong Yue took advantage of raising a baby and became a hands-off shopkeeper, ignoring everything. The Wei family took care of all the agenda of the wedding. Mrs. Wei has always been cautious in doing things, not seeking merit but seeking no faults. From wedding banquets, betrothal gifts, to decorating the new house, etc., everything is done according to the rules set by Nangong Yue...

In a blink of an eye, it is already August 25th, and the wedding is only half a month away. All the betrothal gifts are ready and ready to be recruited.

But who would have thought that something unexpected would happen!

The future step princess, the third girl of the An family, suddenly fell ill, and the illness was serious.

It is said that on August 18, An Zhihua fell ill after returning from a visit to the Crown Princess at Bixiaotang. At first, she just had a slight cough. She thought that she would be fine after drinking some cough-clearing and lung-moistening decoction. Unexpectedly, she His illness turned out to be getting worse and worse. After only seven days, he was already too sick to get out of bed...

Seeing the wedding approaching day by day, King Zhennan was inevitably a little anxious, fearing that the wedding would be changed.

Originally, according to the rules, Nangong Yue, the head mother of the family, should go to An Mansion to visit An Zhihua, but King Zhennan was afraid that his precious grandson would be sick, so after thinking about it, he simply asked Mrs. Qiao to take the second daughter-in-law. Zhou Roujia went.

When they arrived at An Mansion, Mrs. An personally led the two of them to An Zhihua's boudoir.

An Zhihua was indeed very ill. He lay on the bed with a pale face, moaning and murmuring in pain from time to time as if in a nightmare.

They did not stay in the house for long. Mrs. An quickly led the two of them out of the house, and the three of them looked a little solemn.

The air outside the house is much fresher than inside, but it can't relieve the heavy mood of the three people.

"Mrs. An, I wonder what disease your concubine has?" Zhou Roujia asked worriedly.

Mrs. An took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with choked sobs: "My poor daughter, I have invited all the famous doctors in Luoyue City to see me, but they are all helpless. I can’t even tell what kind of disease she has..."

Before she finished speaking, a little maid ran over panting and said: "Madam, Master Jingyuan is here."

As if grasping a life-saving straw, Mrs. An hurriedly said: "Please! Please invite the master in quickly!"

After the little maid accepted the order, she hurried away again.

Mrs. An met the eyes of Mrs. Qiao and Zhou Roujia, and explained with a frown: "Master Jingyuan is a master of Taoism with profound Taoism. He usually travels around the world and his whereabouts are unpredictable. This time, Sister Hua was seriously ill and was not well. I heard that the master happened to go to Xing'an City to give lectures, so I hurriedly sent people to Xing'an City to invite the master to pray for her..."

Mrs. Qiao immediately had a solemn expression and said: "Since you are an expert, please quickly ask the master to take a look at Miss An San. Since the doctor can't see what's wrong, he might be contaminated with something... …dirty stuff.”

As he spoke, he saw the little maid just now coming back, followed by a silver-haired Taoist nun wearing a gray Taoist robe.

It turns out that the master Dr. An mentioned was actually a Taoist nun!

Shock flashed through Zhou Roujia's eyes, and she looked at the Taoist nun carefully. She didn't look like an ordinary woman.

Her snow-like silver hair was combed into a neat Taoist bun, with only a bamboo hairpin inserted into it. Her hair was already covered with silver hair, and she seemed to be in her seventies, but her figure was tall and straight. He has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and his fair face is smooth without any wrinkles. He looks like he is only in his forties. His Taoist robes are fluttering in the wind as he walks, and the fly whisk in his hand is fluttering. He seems to have a certain air of immortality. .

"Master Jingyuan." Mrs. An respectfully saluted the Taoist nun.

Master Jingyuan nodded slightly and said, "You are so polite, layman. Human lives are at stake, so please lead the way for poor people."

Mrs. An respectfully thanked Master Jingyuan and led her into An Zhihua's boudoir. Zhou Roujia and Mrs. Qiao followed closely behind.

Master Jingyuan waved his fly whisk and walked around the room, but his brows furrowed more and more tightly. Finally, his eyes stopped on An Zhihua’s unconscious face and asked Mrs. An: “Layholder, how dare you Ask her about your horoscope? Also, where did your daughter go before she got sick?"

Mrs. An was stunned for a moment and told her daughter's horoscope. As she spoke, her eyes turned red again. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and continued: "On August 18th, I went to the Bixiao Hall in the palace to meet the Crown Princess. After I came back, I started to feel unwell..."

There is only one eldest concubine in Southern Xinjiang. Master Jingyuan nodded slightly, raised his left hand, moved his fingers, as if calculating something, and then asked: "Is the eldest concubine pregnant?"

"Exactly." Mrs. Qiao blurted out the reply, looking at Master Jingyuan with eyes full of reverence, "Master is really profound in Taoism and has wonderful calculations!"

Master Jingyuan calculated again, and sighed quietly: "Bulk, if Pindao's calculation is correct, I am afraid that your daughter will be attacked by the child in the concubine's womb."

Hearing this, Mrs. An and Mrs. Qiao both stared blankly and asked in unison: "Master, what should we do?"

Mrs. Qiao looked anxious at Mrs. Bi An: "It's only half a month until the wedding. Master, Miss An San will marry into Zhennan Prince's Mansion in half a month."

Master Jingyuan frowned and glanced at Mrs. Qiao, and taught: "The wedding date is a small matter, but life is a big deal. Miss An San and the child in the womb of the Crown Prince have conflicting fates. If Miss An San wants to marry into the palace , I’m afraid the Crown Princess needs to stay out of the way..." As she said that, she calculated again, "At least until the child is born. Otherwise, Miss An San's life will be in danger!"