The 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month in the Chengguang year.
If Xiangyue hadn't reminded her, Ning Yujin might have forgotten that this was her fourteenth birthday.
First of all, this period of time was really tormenting her for various reasons so that she didn't even have time to breathe. Then this day has always been a taboo in her heart, so the meaning of this day has long been thrown away by her.
Go to the back of your mind.
But on this day this year, she rarely got up early, and deliberately asked Xiangyue to choose a very luxurious brocade-red formal dress for her, comb her hair into a regular style, draw her eyebrows carefully, and click on the
Red lips.
After getting dressed up, Ning Yujin seemed to be a different person from usual days, with a dignified and elegant temperament exuding from the bottom of her body, which stunned everyone present.
Xiangyue couldn't help but shook her head, and sighed with emotion: "I was worried that the young lady wouldn't look like a prince when she put on the dragon robe, and wouldn't be able to look like a formal attire. But now it seems that I was worrying too much."
"Let me tell you, Sister Xiangyue, you are overthinking it. People often say that a Buddha relies on his golden clothes, and a man relies on his clothes. Look at our young lady, this outfit looks even more elegant than the eldest lady."
Several girls praised Ning Yujin one by one, as if they wanted to praise her to heaven.
However, Ning Yujin, who usually started to cock his tail proudly at this time, had no expression on his face when he heard the compliments from everyone. He only stood up slowly and waved: "Let's go."
A large and mighty team made a grand display.
Ning Yujin, who usually pursues a low-key life and a high-profile work, this time assembled a team of the highest standard that her level could use. She protected her gilt-topped golden silk wood sedan in the middle and swaggered all the way to the whole country.
Ningbo Mansion.
This was the first time she returned to her parents' home after she recovered from her "illness", and when it was her birthday, Uncle Quan Ning, who had only received the news early in the morning, quickly made preparations to welcome her.
When Ning Yujin got off the sedan, Ning Zhongjian was already waiting at the door with Ning Yuanzhi and Ning Yuanfeng. Seeing her being helped by someone, he quickly knelt down and said, "Empress Jin An."
"Father, there is no need to be polite." Ning Yujin raised her hand to help him weakly. Ning Yuanzhi and Ning Yuanfeng immediately saw the opportunity and stretched out their hands to help Ning Zhongjian up.
Ning Zhongjian raised his head and looked at Ning Yujin. Seeing that she was breathing well and her face was rosy, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is your health getting better?"
"It's no big deal to worry about my father." Ning Yujin nodded slightly and replied.
"It's good when it's done, it's good when it's done!" Ning Yujin talked to Ning Yujin in a comfortable mood while walking inside. Seeing Ning Yujin's okay appearance, the big stone hanging in her heart fell to the ground with relief.
When he learned that Ning Yujin had the plague, his heart immediately went cold. But just as he was about to go to Prince Ding's Mansion to see what she was like, he saw Mrs. Qu
That heartless man thought she was dead and took his niece directly to the door of Prince Ding's Mansion!
What is her identity? What is her identity? Prince Ding didn't even say anything. Wasn't she deliberately trying to make people uncomfortable by running like this? It would be better if she didn't expose her directly.
He wanted to stop her, but how could she be willing to listen to her bad temper? The fuss made him so angry that he became ill and lay in bed for several days.
After he recovered from his illness, King Jingyang rebelled again and the entire Shengjing City was under martial law. He could only delay it until now.
"By the way, where is the eldest lady?" Ning Yujin looked around and saw no sign of Qu. She was really not used to it.
Ning Yuanzhi heard Ning Yujin's question and quickly replied in a flattering manner: "My mother is not feeling well and cannot come out to greet the empress. Please forgive me."
"Is mother sick?" Ning Yujin raised her eyebrows slightly, showing a slightly surprised expression on her face.
"The weather has been very cold recently. I guess I caught a cold due to the wind." Ning Zhongjian seemed reluctant to mention the Qu family, but he still said something on her behalf.
Ning Yujin closed her eyelids, waved her hand and said: "That's just in time, I brought Zi Su over. This girl has been studying medical skills with Mr. Murong for a while, and she has some achievements. Let her show it to her mother."
"This is the best thing, so I will thank you in advance for my mother." Ning Yuanzhi was happy, and he hurriedly raised his hands and said to Ning Yujin.
So before the group entered the hall, they turned around and went to the eldest lady's courtyard.
The maids in the eldest lady's room were leisurely staying in the warm room, eating melon seeds and chatting about home affairs. Unexpectedly, Ning Yujin and the others suddenly appeared, and they were stunned to the spot.
It wasn't until Ning Zhongjian shouted majestically, "What a shame are you slaves?" that the first- and second-class maids hurriedly knelt together to welcome Ning Yujin's arrival.
Ning Yujin glanced at the faces of those maids, and there were many familiar faces among them. Before she met Mo Jingxiao, she had suffered from their cold faces.
In the end, don’t bully young people into poverty. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. In this changing feng shui, until the end, who knows who laughs the best?
Ning Yujin had no intention of arguing with these people who followed the trend of others, so now she naturally didn't want to waste her heart on these people. She walked straight into the room without even opening her mouth.
Hearing the noise outside, a maid hurriedly came out of the inner room. It was Cuixia, the eldest lady's personal maid.
When she saw Ning Yujin, she quickly folded her hands on her hips and bowed: "See you, my queen, my master, the eldest young master, the second young master."
Ning Yujin raised her eyes slightly, scanned the scene in the room, and asked her, "Is the eldest lady okay?"
Na Cuixia replied: "To tell you the truth, Madam has already seen the doctor and just took medicine and went to sleep."
"Oh, then don't disturb her." When Ning Yujin said this, she saw that Cuixia was obviously relieved, and then said in a casual tone, "Then go and get the medicine prescribed by the doctor.
Come and show Zi Su, she is studying medicine now and needs to learn some of these things."
"This..." Cuixia's expression suddenly became panicked again.
Seeing the embarrassment and dark color on her face, Ning Yujin immediately raised her eyebrows and said with a stern look: "What? Are you afraid that we will poison the eldest lady's medicine?"
These words were serious when they came out of Ning Yujin's mouth. Cuixia immediately fell to her knees and kowtowed: "Where did the empress go? It's just, it's just..."
Cuixia couldn't explain it for a long time. Ning Zhongjian and the others were watching the suddenly subtle atmosphere and the deep meaning in Ning Yujin's eyes. They immediately said sharply: "Why don't you go get the medicine? You
This girl, dare not even listen to what the empress says?"
"My slave, I don't dare." Cuixia walked slowly into the back room, her expression full of worry.
Ning Yujin sat down outside in a hurry, reached out to take the tea from the maid, and tasted it slowly.
She wanted to see how long this lady could keep pretending to be sick!