Princess Ling'an got up from the bed, sat on the bed angrily, looking at the nondescript clothes on her body, she was about to explode with anger, "I'm so angry..."
Farewell to the pavilion.
"Qing Ruo, have the people sent to Ye Mansion on Zhuque Street come back?" Ye Fuxun asked leaning on the bedside. The injury was really serious this time, but what she is most worried about now is Wen Yan. Although Bi Luo was injured
Heavy, but he is a martial artist after all. He woke up long before Ye Fuxun woke up. Now he is resting in Bieyi Pavilion, and Wen Yan has not woken up yet. Mingyue Pavilion has become a mess again, and Ye Fuxun can't help it.
Don't send Qingying to take charge of the situation.
What surprised Ye Fuxun the most was that Mother Wang would sacrifice herself to save the two of them. She would send the little King of Hell to see the King of Hell no matter what!
"Princess, not yet, but don't worry, you will be back soon." Qingruo brought a soft pillow and leaned it behind Ye Fuxun, then picked up the medicine and said, "Princess, drink the medicine while it's hot."
"Ahem, cough, cough." Ye Fuxun coughed a few times. Seeing Qingruo's frown, he smiled and said, "This scene reminds me of my days in Qingchuan." After taking a sip of the medicine given by Qingruo, she felt too disgusted.
Slowly, Bian took it and drank it in one gulp. The bitter concoction made Ye Fuxun couldn't help but frown. Qingruo picked up the winter plums in the fruit plate and handed them to Ye Fuxun, "The life in Qingchuan is the most bitter.
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"It's a bit bitter." Dongmei said, diluting the smell of medicine in Ye Fuxun's house. She smiled and said, "In Qingchuan, I was just a medicine jar. I was always in poor health and took the medicine as food." Ye Fuxun drank.
After taking the medicine, she felt tired after a while, so Qingruo carefully helped her to sleep.
"Sister Qingruo, the people we sent are back." Qingqin walked in and said.
"Shh, the princess just fell asleep, and she was still asking just now." Qingruo said, "Come with me and have a look." The people who came back were not only sent by Ye Fuxun, but also people sent by Ye Mansion from Zhuque Street.
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"Miss Qingruo," a man with a height of eight feet and a dignified appearance said, clasping his fists and saying, "I'm going down the mountain."
Qingruo returned the greeting slightly, "Master Shanyue, please sit down." He then ordered the maid behind him to serve tea, "I wonder what Master Shanyue brought?"
"The Pavilion Master said, Princess, please rest assured that Miss Wen Yan is only temporarily unconscious. In addition, the Pavilion Master asked me to give this to the Princess." He took out a wooden sign from his sleeve, with the word "Pingkang" engraved on it.
"This..." Qingruo looked at Shanyue in confusion. This wooden sign was made of fine workmanship and the wood was of the best quality. But why did Ye Mansion give him a wooden sign?
"The master of the pavilion said that the princess will know when she sees it. In addition, the weather in the capital has been changeable recently, so it is best for the princess to recuperate in the palace." After saying this, Shan Yue stood up and said, "I have brought my words to you, so I won't interrupt you. I'll take my leave."
"Who is that?" Aunt Zhou asked, looking at Shan Yue's back.
"People from Ye Mansion on Zhuque Street." Qing Ruo smiled and then asked, "Is there something wrong with my aunt?"
"Five days later, the Lunar Festival, if the Lunar Festival is held in the palace, the princess's body..." Aunt Zhou said with some doubts. Before she finished, Qingruo cut off her words, "If the Lunar Festival is not held in Zi
Prince Ling’s Mansion, I’m afraid it’s hard to stop everyone from talking about it. Originally, Prince Zi Ling’s Mansion has received so much grace from heaven, and it’s already been talked about. If we refuse the Moon Goddess Festival now, I’m afraid the outside world will say that the princess is arrogant because of her favor.”
Aunt Zhou looked at Qingruo with admiration. Now this woman is able to take charge of her own business. She is no longer the smart girl she first came into contact with. "What do you think we should do?"
"On the Moon Goddess Day, the princess only needs to attend. At that time, Mrs. Dong, Mrs. Hanlin and Concubine Zhongjing will be invited to accompany her, so that the princess can show her face." The three people mentioned in Qingruo's mouth can be said.
They are all the most popular people in the capital recently. In addition to the loyal concubine Wen Xin, the young lady Dong Ye Li is the first-grade imperial concubine of the new emperor. Now she has a husband's family like the Dong family. There are many people in the capital who are fawning over them.
, Mrs. Zuo Qingying of Hanlin is gaining momentum. If there are these three people, outsiders' attention will be distracted, Ye Fuxun can escape, and those who see her jokes will have nothing to watch.
The Festival of the Moon Goddess came as scheduled. On this day, Ye Fuxun got up earlier than usual. Although her body was still very weak, she still managed to cheer up and asked Qingruo to help her dress up. She looked much better. Ye Fuxun
Neither Prince Ziling's Palace nor Xuanxiao Pavilion announced the injury to the outside world. The outside world only knew that Mother Wang of Mingyue Pavilion was dead and another principal was injured. They did not know that Ye Fuxun was also seriously injured.
Aunt Zhou has an official position, and Qingruo is Ye Fuxun's confidant. It is not rude for the two of them to greet distinguished guests at the door. Ye Yili came to Prince Ziling's Mansion first, and said with a smile before entering the door,
"Aunt Zhou, sister Qingruo." It goes without saying how Qingruo treated her when she was in Prince Chen's Mansion. Now Aunt Zhou is also a house-loving person and takes good care of Ye Yili. Naturally, she needs to be a bit more intimate.
"Mrs. Dong." Aunt Zhou smiled slightly and said, "The princess is waiting for you inside." Ye Yili responded and walked in with her skirt raised. Prince Ziling's Mansion held a banquet to celebrate the Moon Goddess Festival. This capital is big and small.
Young noble ladies came to the door one after another, and for a while, the usually cold and cold Prince Ziling's palace was filled with people.
Ye Fuxun was leaning on the soft couch, holding an exquisite small gilt stove in his hand. Except for Qingying and Qing Hua, all the maids of the Qing generation in Bieyige were waiting here.
"Sister, why do you look so bad? Are you sick?" As soon as Ye Yili sat down, she noticed that Ye Fuxun's face was not as good as before.
"I didn't have a good rest last night." Ye Fuxun smiled and asked the maid on the side to bring a plate of snacks to Ye Yili, "This is my favorite hibiscus cake, try it quickly."
Ye Yili took it with a smile, then changed her mind and said to Ye Fuxun, "Sister, I heard that the Holy One sent my husband to guard Biannan."
"The new emperor has ascended the throne. There is a shortage of talents in this dynasty. Hadazhen is eyeing the enemy in the north, and there are barbarians in the south who are ready to take action. General Dong is the most suitable candidate. Although you are newlyweds, you are facing a national crisis. You should understand and support me.
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"Of course I understand what my sister said, but I don't know when my husband will come back after leaving this time. I want to go with him to guard Biannan."
Ye Fuxun coughed a few times, and Qingqin on the side quickly poured her a cup of tea. Ye Fuxun calmed down and said, "You want to go to Biannan with the army? No! Not to mention how difficult the environment in Biannan is. If we fight
When the war breaks out, General Dong will be distracted again."
"First, Marquis Zhongjing left and stayed in Bianbei with Marquis Zhongjing for seven years. Later, my sister stole to Bianbei to share her husband's worries. Why can't my sister go? If my husband is here, I will be happy even if it is a barbaric land. If
One day, when a war breaks out, although I can't give advice to my husband like my sister and Concubine Zhongjing, but I can let him have no worries."
Ye Fuxun was a little surprised by these words. The younger sister hiding behind her had finally grown up. Looking at Ye Yili's firm eyes, she suddenly thought of herself. It would be fine to let her go. This man in Beijing can eat people without spitting out their bones.
The place is not much better than Biannan. At least Biannan doesn’t have so many intrigues and intrigues. “Okay, if you decide, I will help you.”
"Thank you, sister." Ye Yili held Ye Fuxun's hand in emotion. The woman in front of her smoothed the way for her to achieve success in the capital city.
"I asked why I don't see Mrs. Dong. It turns out she is here with the princess." Before I saw the person, I heard her voice first. She was wearing a long silk brocade dress mixed with moon white and light pink, with silver thread on the skirt and cuffs.
The piping, the cuffs are intricate and have light yellow patterns, the light pink gauze cape is draped over the shoulders, and the skirt is embroidered with large purple duck flowers, which is really beautiful; there is a pink and white belt tied around the waist, which stands out.
Touching the well-proportioned figure, strange patterns are densely distributed on the belt; on the feet are a pair of Juan shoes embroidered with lilies, with soft fox fur fur sewn around them, and jade decorations hanging on both sides, small and exquisite; jade-like Hao
Wearing two silver bracelets on her wrists, the silver bracelets collided with each other and made a sweet sound; she wore an inexpensive tail ring on the little finger of her left hand. Although it was not made of jasper crystal, it was still dazzling; she raised her pretty face slightly,
Her clear eyes are soul-catching, and her smart eyes reveal a smart and charming sheen. Her cherry lips are covered with honey-like light powder, and her ears are wearing tassel earrings; her silky ink-colored hair is floating freely.
On her waist, she only wears a few stars of opalescent pearls, reflecting the luster of the clouds. A purple duck flower hairpin hangs with a thin silver tassel, and a silver-patterned butterfly hairpin is pinned to the bangs in front of her forehead.
, she held a piece of silk tightly in her delicate and white hands. The light yellow plain silk was embroidered with scattered plum blossoms, which made the silk elegant. She walked slowly into the flower hall with lotus steps and saw Ye Fuxun and Ye Dinglifu.
He bowed and said, "Bless your concubine." The visitor was Mei Zijin, the legitimate daughter of the Mei family. She was only eighteen years old. She had always had a cheerful temperament and a very forthright manner. She was quite masculine, but she was as beautiful as a flower.
"I thought the daughter of some family was so arrogant. It turned out to be the young lady from Taifu Mei's family." Ye Fuxun said with a smile. The Mei family has never participated in clique disputes and only loyal to the emperor. Ye Fuxun and Mei
We don't have much contact with each other, but it seems that Mei Zijin is interested in making good friends this time.
"Princess, all the guests are here, please move to the Four Seasons Pavilion." The servant came to report, Qingqin stepped forward to help Ye Fuxun, four maids opened the way in front, followed by eight more maids, a large group of people
He walked towards the Four Seasons Pavilion. Before he entered, he heard chatter and laughter inside. When everyone heard the sound, everyone stood up and said, "Bless your princess."
"You don't have to be polite." Ye Fuxun was helped up to the main seat by the maids, and he looked at the Yingying Yanyan below and said. But his eyes fell on the Zhang family not far away. It seems that the Zhang family passed by the Ye Mansion.