Yingluo packed up her luggage and headed to Wangfu's pharmacy. She heard that the south was humid and there were mosquito bites, so she wanted to personally prepare some medicine packs for removing dampness, preventing plague, clearing away heat and relieving the skin, just in case of emergency.
Looking at those complicated herbal medicines, her medical skills were taught by King Zheng himself, and she remembered that when she first entered the palace, King Zheng always thought about how to torture himself.
The two of them went from strangers to familiarity to falling in love with each other. Yingluo has forgotten her original intention of marrying into the palace and her father's instructions, because she loves him and doesn't want to do anything to hurt him.
She was so worried that she unknowingly packed some herbal bags, which were enough to hold a large box full. She didn't know how long the trip would last. The carriage was very spacious, so she might as well bring them all!
After instructing the housekeeper to bring the box with him, he left the prescription and looked up at the sky. The sunset filled the sky like fire. Tomorrow will be another excellent weather.
In the past two days, her mood could not clear up, so she returned to her room with small steps. Prince Zheng had not returned to the palace yet. He had been busy all day, and he might not return until very late.
It was already time for dinner, but she was not hungry at all. She sat at the desk and picked up the classics she had read last night, which were about the folk customs of southern Xinjiang. They had to know something about it when they went to southern Xinjiang.
However, she saw a few small objects buried under the classics, and when she gently lifted them up, she found that they were the possession talisman that she had copied with blood from the tip of her tongue, as well as a comb given to her and a dragon scale jade pendant woven by her own hands.
King Zheng always carried these things with him, but I don't know when he put them here. King Zheng wanted to use these things to awaken the beautiful memories between the two of them.
Seeing these things reminded her of the good times of Liang. "Miss!" Zhen'er walked in from outside the door.
Yingluo hurriedly put the thing away, "Zhen'er, why are you here?"
"Miss, Zhen'er wants to take her to meet someone."
"who is it?"
Zhen'er stepped forward and took Yingluo's hand, "We'll find out when we get there."
Zhen'er, who used to be fast-talking and fast-talking, actually learned to tell the truth and didn't want to ask questions. She would know it when she saw her.
Yingluo followed Zhen'er to the kitchen. Yingluo felt confused, and Zhen'er motioned Yingluo to look inside.
Through the window lattice, I saw Prince Zheng dressed in white like snow. He bowed and put firewood into the stove, opened the wooden pot lid, and the hot air hit his face, making Ruxue's cheeks blush.
Si Wushang quickly put down the lid of the pot, picked up a spoon and stirred the soup, and he was actually cooking.
"Miss, Your Majesty, seeing that Miss has lost a lot of weight in recent days, he came back early and cooked for Miss himself."
This must have been what Yang Bupo said to her, "Zhen'er, I have something to say to Prince Zheng. You should go back first!"
"Miss, if anything happens between husband and wife, it will be revealed soon. Don't keep it in your heart, or you will get sick."
"Well, go ahead!"
Yingluo believed that Prince Zheng had known about her arrival for a long time and walked in. At this time, the white fungus and lotus seed soup had been stewed and put into the soup cup. She took a spoonful and handed it over.
"Luo'er, I stewed it myself, have a taste." Si Wushang saw that Yingluo was worried because Lin Manxue was very worried. He could set off fireworks, catch fireflies, put out sky lanterns, and many other ways to make her happy.
But not as good as the bowl of porridge in front of her. She is not an ordinary woman. She likes illusory things. What she needs is sincerity.
Yingluo did not reject his intention and swallowed the lotus seed soup. A noble prince could make soup for him with his own hands, so her heart was naturally very warm.
"It tastes very good. Your Majesty is always perfect in both life and work, but Yingluo only acts emotionally. I'm afraid she won't be able to change her life." Yingluo said her innermost thoughts in a cryptic voice.
Si Wushang put down the soup, held her hands tightly, and said solemnly: "Luo'er, I know this is not thoughtful enough. No one is perfect in doing anything. If what I do embarrasses you, makes you unable to
Facing the Murong family, "I will go back to the Murong family with you tomorrow and explain to them in person."
Prince Zheng always puts the overall situation first, but he still owes the Murong family an explanation, "Your Majesty, if one day Luo'er and the throne are placed in front of you, who will you choose?"
"Why do you suddenly ask such a question? Don't you understand my thoughts? That throne is a shackles. I will not repeat the footsteps of my father. We will never leave each other."
Hearing his vowed promise, his eyes turned red, "I've always been thinking wildly these days. I'm afraid that the emperor will touch the Murong family, and I'm afraid that Prince Zheng and his father will break up. You are all important to me, and that's what I don't want to see."
It’s true. Maybe I’m worrying in vain, maybe I’m too obsessive, but I’m just afraid.”
Si Wushang took Yingluo into his arms. He knew that Yingluo was asking who he would choose between the emperor and the Murong family. Her intuition was not wrong. As long as the Murong family did not rebel, he would not touch the Murong family.
The next morning, Si Wushang personally accompanied Murong Yingluo to General Murong's residence. He would have to deal with Murong Qianmo in the future and must give him an explanation.
Yingluo went to see her mother, and now the Queen Mother has granted her a marriage. Murong Qianmo is the eldest son of the Murong family, and the emperor has not yet issued an order for him to return to the army to report on his duties.
He was temporarily in charge of all matters in the General's Mansion, and the newly appointed housekeeper and the Yang family became mere decorations.
Yang pretended to be sick to avoid being exposed. Yang blamed all her resentments on her daughter. Yang was also her mother even when she was making trouble unreasonably. She only tolerated it and comforted her. If her mother could really cultivate her character, she could also avoid it.
A head-on confrontation with Lin Manxue.
Si Wushang was led by his butler to the study of the General's Mansion. At this time, Murong Qianmo stayed in the study, checking the account books.
The servant outside the door said: "Prince Zheng is here!"
Murong Qianmo's face was gloomy. He had good intentions to attend the royal wedding and wanted to get closer to Prince Zheng. Unexpectedly, he was treated as a gunman by Prince Zheng. The feeling was frustrating.
There is no way to disobey the Queen Mother's marriage grant. Lin Manxue is the Queen Mother's wife. Marrying into Murong's family is just to lure the wolf into the house. I wonder what Prince Zheng is worried about?
"come in!"
Si Wushang heard the gloomy voice inside the door. It seemed that he had a lot of resentment, so he gently pushed the door open and entered.
"Brother!"
"Prince Zheng is very busy, so how come you have time to come to Murong Mansion to do something?"
Hearing Murong Qianmo's lustful tone, he casually found a seat and sat down, "It seems that the eldest brother is blaming me."
"How dare you! The Murong family and Prince Zheng's residence are related by marriage, Prince Zheng, don't forget it."
"This king just remembers that good things should not go to outsiders. It is a good thing to have a beautiful woman in your arms!"
Murong Qianmo just snorted, "Humph!"
Deliberately lowering his stance, "Brother, do you know that the Queen Mother arranged a husband for Lin Manxue with great fanfare. As far as I know, the Queen Mother intended to marry Lin Manxue to Qin Jian, the son of the Prime Minister You. It is said that he has been in love with Princess Minjing for a long time. Lin
Manxue marries the eldest brother, which ruins the Queen Mother's plan to win over the Qin family."
Seeing that Murong Qianmo's expression softened slightly, he continued: "That Lin Manxue is a bit cunning and arrogant, but she is also a woman. Big brother will not be afraid of even a woman. Big brother has always been good at women, if big brother can make Lin Manxue love
If she falls in love with you, then she will be a powerful chess piece, it all depends on the big brother's ability."
He and Yingluo both despised Murong Qianmo's behavior. Lin Manxue was neither Yingluo nor Wei Qinglian, and it was not easy for Murong Qianmo to deal with her.
I have made it very clear, "Since I'm busy, I won't bother you!"