When Xiang Ju'an entered the palace in the capital, the doctor in the palace was already waiting, waiting for Xiang Ju'an to conduct a full body examination as soon as he entered the door.
Fortunately, the ink used to paint the puppet was not tempered with any hard-to-break poison. The doctor immediately recognized that it was venom extracted from common poisonous plants, mixed with spicy powder.
Jiang Yingnian exclaimed: "Hot fans? No wonder it hurts so much, they are really poisonous!"
After Xiang Ju'an took the medicine and lay down, Jiang Yingnian couldn't sit still in the house, so he took Guan Jiyu out of the door together, saying that he wanted to walk around the streets to see if there was anything to eat.
The two of them walked around the street for a long time but couldn't find anything particularly delicious, so they simply ordered a bowl of noodles from a roadside noodle stall.
"The food I eat every day in the military camp makes my mouth numb." Jiang Yingnian took a big mouthful of noodles and said, "This bite is so refreshing."
The person behind me who came to buy noodles said: "It's rare that I have such a good meal today, why not go and sit in the Sixth Prince's Mansion, eating together will be more lively than eating alone."
The speaker Jiang Yingnian and Guan Jiyu had met before was the young boy from the Sixth Prince's Mansion who stopped them outside the palace gate last time.
Jiang Yingnian frowned and said, "Is it such a coincidence? How come I can't run into you every time I come to the capital?"
The boy smiled and said: "Sir, I really just came to buy some noodles for the prince to take back. Do you think there are any delicacies from the mountains and seas in the palace? But, he just wants to have a bite like this today."
"What are you going through all these detours for? Just go ahead and go."
Jiang Yingnian saw that he was beating around the bush and knew that it was Prince Ying who heard about their return to Beijing and invited them to his house.
Guan Jiyu said: "Is your prince feeling better?"
After all, they are relatives of the royal family, so they still have to pay due greetings.
The boy said: "Girl, you're welcome. The prince is looking forward to your coming. He is suffering from depression. It would be much better if someone could talk to him."
That pale and handsome face appeared in Guan Jiyu's mind again. He was obviously a man, but there was always a sense of fragmentation on his face that "supports the wind and weakens the willow."
He is probably a poor person.
The two of them didn't finish their noodles, so the boy ordered two more portions and asked them to go to the palace to continue eating.
When we arrived at the Sixth Prince's Mansion, Prince Ying was the only one sitting at the table in the huge dining room. There were more than twenty dishes of various meat and vegetables on the table in front of him.
The dinner plate in front of King Ying was empty, and it looked like not a single chopstick had been touched. Xia Mingzhong stood quietly behind him with a nullah knife in his arms, expressionless.
"That's great, I haven't had so many people eat with me for a long time." When King Ying saw the two of them entering the door, his pale face suddenly became energetic, and he greeted, "Sit down, sit down quickly.
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So many people...?
When Guan Jiyu heard this, he glanced at Jiang Yingnian in surprise.
Jiang Yingnian smiled and said: "Your Majesty wants to invite us to dinner, just say so. Then you need to find someone to catch us at the noodle stall."
Prince Ying seemed to enjoy listening to Jiang Yingnian's speech. Whenever he spoke, Prince Ying would have a look of interest on his face.
King Ying said: "If you are not hungry, I will not be able to catch you."
Jiang Yingnian took Guan Jiyu and sat down generously. When he sat down, he didn't forget to ask Xia Mingzhong who was standing beside him: "Brother Xia, don't you want to eat together?"
Xia Mingzhong moved the corner of his mouth slightly and refused: "No, I've eaten it."
Prince Ying was used to his appearance, and said helplessly: "Look, Young Master Jiang, apart from the servants, there are only two of us in the family, me and him. Tell me, who else can accompany me to dinner?"
The boy who just bought the noodles had already put the noodles into a bowl and gave each of them a portion in front of them.
Prince Ying picked up a chopstick and tasted it carefully: "It's really good. I didn't expect the food outside to be so delicious." He wiped his mouth and asked again: "You are in the Nanqin area and you don't know what's inside the capital.
Are you used to it?"
"It's not that delicate." Jiang Yingnian took a big gulp of the chopstick noodles and said, "It tastes much better than in the military camp. I just wanted to take a few bites of sweet rice dumplings, but I looked around for several times and couldn't find them."
"Sweet rice dumplings?" King Ying said, "If you want to eat them, I can just ask the chef to make them."
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Without any excuse, he turned to Guan Jiyu and said, "When it's your birthday, we will go back to Nanqin specifically to eat."
Guan Jiyu's face turned red and he said, "Eat it quickly and tell me what to do with it."
When King Ying heard this, he asked, "When is Miss Guan's birthday?"
Guan Jiyu replied: "In May, it is the day of the Dragon Boat Festival."
"Dragon Boat Festival..." King Ying muttered silently, and said: "The Dragon Boat Festival is a good day. I heard that the Dragon Boat Festival is full of Yang energy, and it is very good for my daughter to be born in the Dragon Boat Festival.\./手机\./手机\./版\.
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Guan Jiyu had never heard of this statement before, and just wanted to laugh when he heard it, and said: "Do you still know this? Then Jiang Ying's year is the birthday of the Zhongyuan Festival. Isn't that the most yin-yin? Men are born on the Zhongyuan Festival.
How to explain it?"
A subtle expression that was difficult to detect quickly flashed across Prince Ying's face. He quickly turned his head and looked at Xia Mingzhong, who also looked back at him. Neither of them said anything.
When Jiang Yingnian reached out to pick up the vegetables, he didn't pay attention and pulled the gauze on his back. The wound hadn't healed yet. The sharp pull made him grimace.
"Be careful." Guan Jiyu reminded: "Don't let the wound open again."
King Ying caught this sentence carefully and asked, "But the sword has no eyes on the battlefield. Did Young Master Jiang get hurt?"
As he spoke, he picked up a chopstick of vegetables, leaned his wheelchair to his side, and placed it in Jiang Yingnian's bowl.
Jiang Yingnian said matter-of-factly: "Yes, it would be nothing to suffer a flesh wound originally, but the wound was filled with poison and caustic soda. Although it is not fatal, it is very abrasive and makes people restless."
Prince Ying put down his chopsticks and said, "That's easy to say. There happens to be a good healing place in my house. How about giving it a try, Mr. Jiang?"
Xia Mingzhong came over and was about to push his wheelchair and lead Jiang Yingnian and Guan Jiyu to the wonderful healing place mentioned by King Ying.
According to King Ying, he had always been in weak health, so he asked around for secret healing recipes, and then established two secret healing places.
The first place was where they arrived - the ice room.
Prince Ying said: "Young Master Jiang has been poisoned. Although he has taken the medicine, there is no guarantee that the remaining poisonous gas will not spread again if you walk around outside. This ice room is the best place to suppress the poison.
You can go in and give it a try."
Regardless of whether what King Ying said was true or false, the burning sensation on Jiang Yingnian's back made him extremely uncomfortable. Why not go in and try it first, what if it works?
Guan Jiyu was worried that he would go in alone, so he accompanied him into the ice room.
This ice room is located underground in the backyard of the palace. The walls inside are made of ice. It is so cold inside that Jiang Yingnian couldn't stop hissing and gasping for air as soon as he entered.
Fortunately for Guan Jiyu, Xu often slept outdoors in Bei Zhong when she was a child. It was common to walk barefoot in ice and snow, so the cold here was quite bearable for her.
"How is it?" King Ying asked outside: "My ice is ancient ice specially brought back from the snowy mountains in the north. It is the coldest thing in the world. If you can't stand it, don't hold on.
You must come out in time."
Jiang Yingnian sat inside for a while and unexpectedly discovered that the torturous burning sensation in his back gradually faded until it disappeared.
He sat with the incense for one more time, and after making sure that there was no burning pain in his back, he said to Guan Jiyu: "Ayu, let's go out."
Seeing that he looked fine, Guan Jiyu nodded in relief.
After leaving the ice room, Jiang Yingnian cupped his fists and bowed to Prince Ying: "Thank you for your generous help, Your Majesty, and for lending me the secret healing place in your house. I feel much better now, and I can barely feel the wound anymore."
Prince Ying nodded and said with a smile: "Young Master Jiang is in good health. Unlike me, who spent so much effort to build a building, I don't have the luxury to enjoy it." He smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm just leaving.
I couldn't stand the cold even when I went in, let alone stayed in there for so long. And my warm pavilion——"
Xia Mingzhong, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted and said to King Ying: "You need to rest. You suddenly talked so much today, and you will cry out that you are tired again."
Prince Ying's face turned red and he said, "It's rare for friends to come over, so it's okay to say a few more words."
He turned his head and looked at Xia Mingzhong beside him, and said: "Them. (The next page is more exciting!)
They are very special friends to me, it is rare to meet them, shouldn’t I say this?”
"It's up to you." Xia Mingzhong returned to silence and stood behind his wheelchair without saying a word.
"Miss Guan is indeed the number one female master in Xuli. I think your endurance is even better." Prince Ying praised Guan Jiyu again.
"My lord, you are so complimentary." Guan Jiyu said, "It's just that I have been a bitch since I was a child."
Prince Ying looked at Xia Mingzhong's face and said, "It's rare for them to come here, so Nuan Ge must show them off, right? You know, where else would others come over on weekdays?"
King Ying spoke in a pitiful and humble manner, especially with the sickly look on his face, which made him even more distressing.
The son of the royal family, no one has lived as pitifully as him.\./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./error\./first\./发~~
Xia Mingzhong sighed and said, "I told you, it's up to you." He lowered his head and pushed the wheelchair towards Nuan Pavilion.
Guan Jiyu and Jiang Yingnian also went with him. The warm pavilion is different from the ice room. It is built near the back kitchen and elevated above the ground. It is like a two-story attic. The first floor is filled with charcoal fire, which can be maintained all year round.
temperature.
Before you even walk in, you can feel the scorching temperature just by getting close to it.
Jiang Yingnian clicked his tongue and said, "This temperature is similar to the pain caused by that paintbrush. It makes people panic."
King Ying introduced: "The Nuan Pavilion here is used to cure people suffering from cold poison."
Jiang Yingnian was not sure what the cold poison was, but he remembered that Guan Jiyu had suffered severe cold when he was in the Beizhong concentration camp. Nowadays, it is rare to encounter such a good place, so there is no harm in giving it a try.
Guan Jiyu also agreed with what he said, and entered the Nuan Pavilion with Jiang Yingnian without hesitation. Because Jiang Yingnian was injured on his back, the two of them did not stay long, and only sat there for half a stick of incense before walking out.
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"How are you?" Seeing the two of them coming out, King Ying couldn't wait to ask: "Do you feel okay?"
Jiang Yingnian shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't feel anything. You have to ask her if it has any effect."
Guan Jiyu answered truthfully: "Nuan Pavilion can indeed relieve the cold stagnation caused by the wind and cold. In the past, my hands and feet were always cold. I just went in for a while and found that my hands and feet were all warmed up."
King Ying smiled slightly and said, "That's good. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to bear it."
Because they were thinking about Xiang Ju'an, the two of them did not dare to stay outside longer. After bidding farewell to King Ying, they went straight to Xiang Ju'an's mansion.
Peace returned to the Sixth Prince's Mansion.
Prince Ying stretched out lazily and said to Xia Mingzhong: "You seem to be very unhappy today. Aren't you happy that I took them to the Ice Room and Nuan Pavilion?"
Xia Mingzhong lowered his eyes and said, "This is your home. You are free to take whomever you want and wherever you want."
Prince Ying held his head, closed his eyes and whispered softly: "You know I'm not talking about this.".