In the past, it was the custom in the harem that after the death of the emperor, the concubines who had no children had to enter the Ganye Palace and live a life of cultivation. From then on, the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha was equivalent to a nun. She no longer had the gorgeous life of the past and had a son. Those with sons can live in the palace with their sons, and those with daughters can stay in the palace and become concubines.
The queen actually agreed that she would live with her daughter after leaving the palace and be able to follow her own daughter. This kind of grudge has never been seen in the palace. The queen believes that this is what makes Concubine Wen the most excited. The sixth princess is Wen Guifei. Concubine Wen's heart would be more moved by the fact that the imperial concubine's only daughter could live with her daughter and enjoy a happy life than a lonely person in the palace.
Although Concubine Wen is indifferent and does not fight with the concubines in the harem, the emperor still likes her indifferent temperament, so she always goes to sit in Concubine Wen's palace. The queen is now on guard against the Queen Mother, and on the other hand she has to deal with Concubine Su, so she naturally hopes to have her hands on her. The more people there, the better, so we made such a promise.
"Thank you, Your Majesty. From now on, I will definitely obey your Majesty's orders." Concubine Wen Gui really understood and responded with a smile.
The queen was satisfied. Concubine Wen Gui's expression was exactly what she had expected. Her upturned face was now completely relaxed and she said: "Yansha, take the pieces of folded Xia Yun satin that Duke Dingguo gave to me." Come, I will ask Concubine Wen to make some sets of clothes for the sixth princess to wear. The wedding of the fifth princess has been completed, and the next thing is the sixth princess. How can the daughter of the royal family not dress up beautifully."
"Yes, I will go down and get it now." Yansha walked out from behind the queen and said respectfully. Then she went down with a few maids, and soon came back with several pieces of gorgeous and bright colored satin.
"Concubine Wen, I don't have anything to give to the sixth princess here. If the fifth princess is gone, I will treat the sixth princess as my own daughter." The queen looked at Concubine Wen and said with a smile. ,
The queen is the queen of a country, and her mother is the queen of the world. It can be said that she can intervene in the marriage of the prince or princess in the palace, and can even directly intervene in the marriage of the prince and princess. As long as she is still the queen of Qin, the emperor cannot refute it. Her face means that she has the most say in the face of the prince and princess.
Of course, there was not much she could do to interfere with the previous three princes due to various reasons. It was the princess's marriage, and the emperor had no intention of taking care of it. Therefore, whether the marriage was good or not was not hers to say, even if the emperor's daughter did not have to worry about it. Marry, but it is not that easy to marry a good man.
The Queen seemed to be sincerely concerned about the Sixth Princess, but in fact she was secretly targeting Concubine Wen. If she found out that she had any estrangement from her, her daughter would not want to marry her.
"Thank you, the Empress, for the reward. I am here to thank the Empress for the Sixth Princess. When I get back, I will ask the Sixth Princess to thank the Empress in person." Concubine Wen Gui seemed not to understand the threat in the Queen's words, and she said softly and happily. He said, stood up and bowed deeply to the Queen without any grudge.
This look and attitude made the queen more and more satisfied. The two chatted and laughed for a while, and then Concubine Wen returned with a few pieces of satin.
Mo Xuetong only brought three carriages, all of which were of ordinary official style. Mo Xuetong took Mo Ye and Mo Lan to sit in the first one, and several women and maids sat in the second one. The three cars temporarily threw away some incense-filled debris, but it was of little use. They closed the doors early and waited there.
Mo Ye and Mo Lan helped Mo Xuetong get on the carriage. The driver swung his whip and skillfully rolled it into a whip. He shouted and the carriage moved slowly.
Although the carriage looks inconspicuous from the outside, it is much more comfortable inside than an ordinary carriage. There is a bamboo mat in the carriage and a soft couch inside. Some food is placed in the secret compartment next to it, and the hanging On the curtains, only a thin layer of light-colored curtains is left, which is cool and ventilated, and allows you to see the scenery outside.
This two-layer curtain hanging method is only popular among some wealthy households.
"Princess, Mo Feng has taken people to Puguang Temple to deal with it. Do you want Feng Yue to send a few more people to follow you?" Mo Lan got in the car and packed the curtains, lowered his head and said softly to Mo Xue. Tong said, Mo Feng had always secretly guarded Mo Xuetong in the past, but Mo Lan was a little worried after being sent out this time.
The few people given by Feng Yue were led by Mo Feng and went to Puguang Temple first. On the one hand, they monitored Mo Xueqiong's movements, and on the other hand, they also started to arrange the next matters.
Mo Xuetong smiled slightly, with a smile on her lips, and nodded with satisfaction: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome. The road to Puguang Temple is all on the road. Is there anything else that can't be done? Besides, Mo Ye is still there. .”
"Yes, I will definitely take good care of the princess." Seeing that she was mentioned, Mo Ye lowered the curtain on the other side and replied affirmatively.
She and Mo Feng had explored the road last night, and it was impossible that anything had happened. This morning, the two of them checked the carriage again. The driver seemed ordinary, but in fact he was very skilled.
Seeing Mo Ye's affirmative answer, the worried look on Mo Lan's face faded away. The two of them had been serving Mo Xuetong for a while. Of course, Mo Lan knew that Mo Ye was careful and reliable.
The carriage moved forward slowly. Mo Xuetong leaned on the couch with her eyes slightly closed, closing her eyes to rest. The road in the morning was a little less hot, so she got up as soon as Feng Juoran left. This way she felt better than usual. After a while, they felt a little sleepy. Mo Ye and Mo Lan were both well-behaved people. Knowing that Mo Xuetong was sleepy, they didn't say anything.
The carriage was driving smoothly, and everything was quiet. Suddenly, the carriage came to a sudden stop, and the people in the carriage rushed forward involuntarily.
Mo Ye quickly stopped Mo Xuetong's body to prevent her from hitting the teapot on the desk in front of her.
Mo Lan grabbed the brocade cloth she was sitting on and steadied herself.
"What's going on?" Mo Lan frowned and raised the door curtain and asked.
Being frightened by such a sudden shock, Mo Xuetong woke up immediately from her nap. She touched her aching head, her long eyelashes flashed, and she listened to the sounds outside.
"Master, a person suddenly rushed in front and bumped into our carriage." The driver outside the carriage replied calmly. In order to keep things simple outside, the group of people called Mo Xuetong master.
Did the carriage hit someone? Mo Xuetong frowned, stood up and sat up, wanting to go down and see what happened to the person he hit.
"Princess, please go down and take a look." Mo Ye stretched out his hand to stop Mo Xuetong.
Knowing that she was worried about him, Mo Xuetong nodded.
Mo Ye opened the curtain, jumped out of the carriage, and turned to the horse's head. Sure enough, he saw a person lying on the ground. There was no trace of blood on his body, but he was motionless. He couldn't even see the appearance of life or death. He was very suspicious for a moment. Walking closer, I put my hand on the man's neck and tried it. I could vaguely feel the beating in his neck. Although it was not strong, it was still stable.
As soon as she stretched out her hand, she turned the person over, and a handsome and elegant face appeared in front of her, but his face was pale and without a trace of blood. If Mo Ye hadn't really felt his pulse just now, he would have suspected that he had already No longer angry, Mo Ye looked at him carefully.
He returned to the car and reported back to Mo Xuetong: "Master, he is a young man about twenty years old. There are no wounds on his body. He is just lying on the ground unaware of his condition."
Mo Xuetong pondered for a moment, helped Mo Lan get up, got out of the car, walked to the lying person, squatted down, put her hand on the person's wrist, closed her eyes slightly, and felt his pulse. Although my medical skills are not high, I can still do it by listening to my pulse.
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"Master, how are you?" Mo Lan also squatted down and asked cautiously. He came early today and didn't see anyone along the way. How did this person appear here.
"He is not in good health. He seems to be still ill. The weather is hot at this time. He may have been frightened and fainted after being attacked several times." Mo Xuetong stood up, looked up at the sky, and took the hand from Mo Ye. Wiping his hands with the handkerchief, his eyes fell on the man, and he looked at it carefully, and said to Mo Lan: "Go to the car to get a bowl of mung bean soup for him to drink."
Mo Lan went to the car to get a bowl of iced mung bean soup. Mo Xuetong was afraid that Mo Xuetong would be hot during the journey, so she had already prepared it in the kitchen. She also used ice water to cool it down. At this time, the ice flowers had not yet melted, so it was cool. of.
The coachman came over, half-hugged the man, and put the cold mung bean soup into his mouth. In such a weather, the cold soup touched the corners of the man's pale lips, and the corners of the man's mouth moved slightly and opened slightly. Opening his mouth, the coachman slowly poured mung bean soup into his mouth.
The young man took a few sips and suddenly coughed violently. He put his hand to cover his chest. He covered his chest with a pale hand that could almost see the green veins flowing under the skin. He gasped twice with difficulty. Mo Lan hurriedly walked away from the coachman. He took the mung bean soup in his hand and put it aside.
"Sir, are you feeling uncomfortable?" The young man slowly opened his eyes. The white flowers in front of him made him unable to see the few people standing in front of him for a while. He had to close his eyes again for a moment, listening to the sound in his ears. The gentle and sweet voice slips by, bringing peace to one's mind for no reason in this hot summer.
He involuntarily raised his eyes again, and his eyes fell on a thirteen or four-year-old girl standing among them. She was wearing a light white gauze dress, with several light green flowers pressed on the skirt of the gauze dress. The skirt and gauze clothes adhered smoothly to her body, and the silk strands hung down at her feet. Looking up, she saw a beautiful little face, with long eyelashes as neat and beautiful as brushes, and lips as if they contained pills. Reflecting this Her appearance is like that of a fairy who does not eat the fireworks of the world.
"Excuse me, Miss..." The man asked with difficulty, covering his chest.
Mo Xuetong smiled slightly and did not answer his words. Instead, she followed his previous words and asked softly: "Master, do you feel comfortable?"
The man coughed a little more, a smile appeared on his pale face, nodded, forced himself to sit up from the coachman, and slowly raised his hand supporting the coachman.
Mo Xuetong stared at his hand, which had swollen veins due to exertion. The hand was as pale as his face, without a trace of blood, just the color of having not seen the sun all year round. The hand was very thin, with an unhealthy look. weak.
"I... feel better." The young man nodded and gritted his teeth.
But everyone can see that he is unable to move even an inch!
"Where are you going, young master?" Mo Xuetong smiled, with a faint smile in her clear eyes, and asked softly. Seeing how hard he was to move forward, she was afraid that if she left him on her front foot, her back foot would be dead. .
"Go to the Puguang Temple in front. It's really my fault that I scared the young lady's carriage. I'm here to excuse the young lady." The young man said politely, exhaled forcefully, looked up at Mo Xuetong and smiled weakly.
It is true that Puguang Temple is ahead, but at least it is still half an hour away. Looking at him like this, it is impossible to walk even a few steps, let alone half an hour. (To be continued)