The morning sun has just emerged, and the faint light shines on the flowers and leaves, and the crystals are exposed and emit a dizzy light, as if the cold stars in the sky have landed on the ground, blinking mischievously.
Luo Zhiyi stood quietly in the courtyard of Hanmoxuan, waiting for the new princess to wake up with other maids. Bai Ye went to court early in the morning, and when he left, he gave instructions not to disturb the new princess to rest. When he left, he saw The wind swept past Luo Zhiyi, who was standing quietly beside him, and left quickly.
An hour later, there was movement in the bedroom, and then I heard Lian Ruoshui's personal maid Xiang Yi ordering everyone to go in.
Four people in the courtyard filed in. Luo Zhiyi held a handkerchief in his hand and followed the others in.
On the bed, Lian Ruoshui was sitting with Ren Xiangyi waiting on her to dress. When she saw Luo Zhiyi coming in, Lian Ruoshui greeted her with a smile on her face: "Sister Zhiyi, why did you follow them? Didn't you tell me? You and them It's different." Then he ordered the leading maid named Xue Wu to bring a stool for Luo Zhiyi to sit down.
"Princess, I don't dare to express my love." Luo Zhiyi's current identity is already sensitive. Everyone is looking at her joke. If she makes a wrong step, she can't even think about what is waiting for her. How can I really sit down now?
"Sister Zhiyi..." Lian Ruoshui sighed softly, and instead of forcing Luo Zhiyi to do it, he ordered the maids to quickly help her clean up.
"Princess, should breakfast be delivered here or should we use it in the Shuxue Hall?" Xiangyi asked while combing Lian Ruoshui's hair.
"Send it here. Did the prince say when he will be back?"
"Back to Princess, no."
"Well, prepare more breakfast." Lian Ruoshui said and turned to look at Luo Zhiyi: "Sister Zhiyi must not have used it yet, come with me."
"I don't dare, slave."
"Sister Zhiyi, just think of it as accompanying me. Don't refuse. Do you have to give orders to Ruoshui as a princess?"
"Then, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful." Luo Zhiyi did not stubbornly refuse.
Luo Zhiyi leaned forward and agreed, but she still felt that the eyes of other maids in the room on her became complicated. Luo Zhiyi raised his head with a calm look on his face.
She didn't even understand Ruoshui's thoughts, nor did she guess. She just faced everything calmly.
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July is on fire, and the hot summer is scorching the earth.
The waves on the Jingshui Lake are sparkling, the breeze is gentle, and the jasper-like lotus leaves are swaying gently in the wind, sending bursts of sweet lotus fragrance.
In the Wanchui Pavilion, the surrounding gauze is flying to block the scorching heat. The fragrance of tea in the pavilion is very faint, accompanied by the faint fragrance of lotus, giving it a refreshing feeling.
Lian Ruoshui was wearing a white shark gauze dress and was lying on the imperial concubine's couch. Two maids behind her were gently shaking their fans. In front of the tables in front of her, there was a purple sand eight-petal melon prismatic tea set, which was round and shiny. There was a tea set beside it. An exquisite sealed jade porcelain altar.
Luo Zhiyi knelt down on the futon and sat quietly with his eyes lowered. He took a tea spoon and washed the tea sets one by one with the boiling water that had been prepared. He put them aside one by one, then took a few tea leaves with a tea spoon and poured them on the snow paper. The thick and fine green tea leaves are fragrant and refreshing.
Divide the tea leaves into tea pots of different thicknesses, then hold the pot and pour water. The boiling hot water is poured into the tea pot. The aroma of tea spreads. Suddenly, the aroma of tea in Bangcui Pavilion is rich.
Brush off the foam on the surface of the tea soup. The color of the tea gradually opens up, with buds, leaves, flags, and spears floating, stretching, bright and fresh. Then cover the pot with a translucent blue and white lid, and then lift it and pour it all over the outer wall.
Lian Ruoshui watched Luo Zhiyi prepare tea quietly step by step with skillful techniques, with a faint smile on his face: "Sister Zhiyi is still patient, if I can't do it."
Luo Zhiyi offered the tea with both hands: "Princess, please use it."
Lian Ruoshui took the tea cup and saw that the tea in the cup was orange and bright. He smelled the fragrant aroma of the tea. The clouds were light and the color was radiant. He took a sip and felt full of rock charm. The fragrance lingered on his teeth and cheeks. The hot summer air seemed to follow the tea. The fragrance seems to have disappeared.
I couldn't help but praise: "Good tea. It turns out that besides making wine and tasting wine, my sister is also good at making tea."
Luo Zhiyi smiled and said nothing.
At this time, two figures walked slowly towards the corridor outside the pavilion. Luo Zhiyi glanced at them, but they were Lian Ruoshui's personal maid Xiang Yi, and the person behind them was a doctor carrying a medicine box.
Soon, the two of them reached the bottom of the steps. Xiangyi turned around and said to the doctor, "Wait a moment." Then she walked up the steps, lifted the veil, and blessed the couple: "Princess, Mr. Zhuang is here."
"Oh." Lian Ruoshui responded softly, then sat up and stretched out her hands. The maid next to her quickly stepped forward and wrapped a soft shawl around her, making her delicate and elegant look more dignified and noble.
"Please invite Dr. Zhuang."
Luo Zhiyi retreated to the corner, looking at Dr. Zhuang who walked into the Waancui Hall with his deep eyes outside the veil.
He was a man about forty years old, with thin cheeks, protruding cheekbones, a pair of slender eyes, slightly drooped corners of his mouth, a small goatee, and pale hands that looked a bit dry. The gown on his body was clean but a bit old. There is a large medicine box at the back.
After Dr. Zhuang entered the pavilion, a maid rolled up the gauze around him, exposing the entire pavilion.
Dr. Zhuang kept his head lowered, and after entering the pavilion, he knelt down to pay homage.
After Lian Ruoshui accepted his courtesy, a faint smile appeared on her face: "Doctor Zhuang, please get up, Xiangyi." Xiangyi quickly moved a stool for Dr. Zhuang to sit down.
"Thanks to Dr. Zhuang, my illness has improved a lot."
"This is the duty of ordinary people." Dr. Zhuang replied politely: "Years ago, ordinary people went to southern Xinjiang and got a treasure. As long as a suitable medicine is found, the princess's illness may be cured."
"Really? Can this person be cured?" Lian Ruoshui stood up excitedly, his beautiful eyes slightly gleaming with excitement.
"Doctor Zhuang, are you telling the truth? Can Miss's illness really be cured?" Xiangyi beside her also became excited, holding Lian Ruoshui's hand, her eyes slightly red.
Dr. Zhuang nodded slightly, but he was absolutely sure: "Yes, it can be cured."
"Xiangyi, you heard me, my illness can be cured."
"Miss, Xiangyi heard it, heard it."
"After so many years, I thought I would never be able to get rid of this disease in my life. I didn't expect that there is still a possibility of recovery."
The excitement of Master Lian Ruoshui and his servant seemed to have infected the other servants in the pavilion. Everyone said congratulations to Lian Ruoshui, and everyone's face was filled with joy.
"However, this medicine is not easy to find." Doctor Zhuang poured a basin of cold water on it at this time.
"Don't worry, Doctor Zhuang. The princess has a distinguished status. Even the emperor is worried about our princess's health. Now that we know there is a cure, the emperor will definitely order the search for a cure." Xiangyi said with a happy face, not caring,