Cursing at one end and walking at the other, with brisk steps, he arrived at the palace in the back mountain after a while. The guards crossed two long halberds in front of Ziyan: "Concubine Ziyan, please stay."
Zi Yan stared at a pair of triangular eyes, like a pair of small balls: "Why, you won't let me in?"
The guard: "We obeyed the emperor's will. Without the emperor's permission, without the permission of Concubine Xue, no one is allowed to step into this palace. Dare to ask Concubine Ziyan, have you ever been granted by Concubine Xue..."
Zi Yan was too lazy to listen to the chatter of the two guards, she stretched out her hands and separated the two long halberds.
"Watchdog, get out of the way, and get out of my way!"
With clanging footsteps, he walked straight in.
"Great concubine, wait!" The guards chased after him, "You can't go in without Concubine Xue's permission! Please don't make it difficult for us."
Zi Yan's eyes were scarlet, and the whites of her eyes were exposed: "Why, you are still bullying me, aren't you? I am not the kind of person who is easily bullied! Whoever dares to stop me, I will slap him."
With a flick of his body, he walked forward again, and the guard stepped forward to stop him again. Ziyan hated her so much that she raised her slap high and quickly dropped it. Snapped!
There were five small and exquisite finger prints on the guard's face. The face of Zi Yan in front of her was ferocious and distorted, almost the same as the Yaksha in the picture.
"I'll see who dares to block it!"
Qingqing felt sorry for the two guards who had been slapped, and said to them: "Concubine Ziyan is just going to talk to Concubine Xue, nothing serious will happen. You are asking for trouble to stop her, why bother! "
The guard said: "Who dares to disobey the emperor's order!"
Qingqing shook her head: "You two idiots, I think you just came here to be bodyguards, so you don't know how to be flexible. As long as nothing major happens, the emperor won't bother to care about it. The emperor has a lot of time to manage every day, how can you have the time to take care of it? Trivial things."
What Qingqing said made sense, the two guards had no choice but to keep silent and let Ziyan and Qingqing proceed to the palace.
This is Ziyan's first visit to this palace.
The palace is not magnificent, and the pavilions and pavilions are not as complicated as the harem. If it weren't for the three characters "Feng Huan Gong" written on the plaque outside, others would think it was just an ordinary building among the people.
Zi Yan couldn't help snorting, pouted and said: "In such a simple palace, even if eight sedan chairs invite me to live, I won't come!"
While talking in his mouth, a few servants walked over there, carrying water basins and clay pots, and they didn't know which palace they were going to.
"Stop!" Zi Yan yelled, her voice was sharp and full of resentment, frightened those servants and servants to stand on the side of the road, bowing their heads.
"What's your order, my concubine?"
Zi Yan thought that those water basins and clay pots must have been sent to Xueer; "What are they used for?"
A servant girl replied: "This is what Concubine Xue wants to use, and it is said to be used for the treatment of Concubine Zixuan."
"Zi Xuan?" Zi Yan lowered her eyelids, "What disease did she treat Zi Xuan? Where is Xue Er now?"
The servant said: "It's in the Zixuan Pavilion halfway up the mountain."
"Zixuan Pavilion?" Ziyan was even more confused.
The servant nodded: "Yes, the pavilion named Zixuan."
Hmph, this Xueer doesn't know what she's up to, but she even named a pavilion "Zixuan Pavilion"! By the way, how can she treat Zixuan so well when she has nothing to do with Zixuan
Looking at the water basin and clay pot in the hands of the servant, Ziyan seemed to see Xueer herself, and she became angry, pushing both hands, and pushed the basin from the hand of the servant to the ground. The copper basin fell to the ground with a loud bang! The hot water is slowly spread on the ground.
"Concubine, you are..."
With her hands on her hips and a white handkerchief in her hand, Zi Yan rolled her eyes angrily, "I will make anyone unhappy!"
Several slaves looked at each other, thinking they were unlucky, so they had to fetch another pot of hot water.
Ziyan was still not finished, and saw that another servant was holding a clay pot, presumably it was for Zixuan to make medicine, so she also walked over and fought with that servant for the clay pot with all her strength.
The servant girl also tried her best to protect the clay pot between her hands: "Young concubine, please calm down, is there anything you can't say properly?"
Snapped!
Zi Yan flicked her right hand, another resounding slap. The servant girl wiped her tears and cried after eating the pain. Ziyan snatched the clay pot, using as much strength as she could, and threw the clay pot on the ground viciously. With a bang, the servants covered their faces, and the tiles were torn apart on the ground.
The tone in Zi Yan's heart came out just now: "This old lady will be happy!"
The servant also cried: "The clay pot is broken, how should I explain to Concubine Xue'er?"
Zi Yan said: "I'll explain it to you guys!"
Zi Yan refused to let her go, and asked those servants to lead the way to Xue'er.
Qingqing persuaded from the side: "Your concubine, you have already smashed the water basin and clay pot, and you have already avenged yourself, so why bother arguing with Xue'er face to face?"
Ziyan scolded Qingqing and said: "You stinky girl, I knew your elbows were turning outwards, you can't wait to leave me and lick Xue'er's ass, don't you? Let me tell you, you can serve anyone, but you can't Serve that bitch, otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you, and every time I beat you, I will beat you to pieces!"
A pile of cruel words and foul words were thrown at Qingqing, Qingqing was so choked that she didn't dare to say a word.
So, those slaves walked in front, Ziyan and Qingqing walked behind, climbed halfway up the mountain, walked through a section of plank road, and walked into the pavilion. The pavilion is surrounded by curtains, screens, and heaters, so although it is in the middle of the mountain, it is not cold at all.
Rong Changan and Jin Renxin were sitting around the table, drinking hot tea, and talking about medicine; in the deep part of the pavilion, on an embroidered bed, lay Zixuan who was still sound asleep.
Rong Chang'an glanced at Zi Yan behind a few servants, and knew that there was nothing good about her coming, and he was thinking about how to deal with her.
Zi Yan walked up to Rong Chang'an, but didn't look at Rong Chang'an, her rolled eyes fell on Jin Renxin.
"Physician Jin, I asked Qingqing to come and invite you, why didn't you go? But you came here to serve this bitch? You look down on me, don't you?"
Jin Renxin looked down on Ziyan's character, but he didn't dare to say that, stood up and bowed to Ziyan: "It's not that Jin doesn't go to see a doctor for Ziyan, it's because there is a first-come-first-served rule. Concubine Xue called first." Me, so I came here first to prescribe the prescription for Concubine Zixuan. When I finish the prescription, I will show it to you. It's almost done now, just wait a moment!"
Zi Yan slapped the table with her palm, shaking the teacup and teapot on it so that it almost fell to the ground.
"First come, first served, bah! If a person is dying and the doctor is called later, but another person just has a cold, a runny nose and a cough, can this doctor follow the rule of first come, first come, see the less sick first, and then go to the doctor again." Go to see the seriously ill one? Wait until you cure the mildly ill one before going to treat the seriously ill one. The seriously ill person is probably dead! Therefore, treatment can’t be done on a first-come-first-served basis, it depends on who is more seriously ill.”
Rong Changan smiled: "Then I would like to ask you, what incurable disease have you got? Are you dying? I see your fierce appearance, it seems that you have just woken up from the sick bed."
Zi Yan stuck out her tongue: "I'm yuck, I'm yuck! If a dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, you're going to have an incurable disease, you're going to die!"