Beautiful trees are verdant, strange flowers are shining, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, carved railings and painted buildings... Yu Xiaocao felt that her eyes could not see it. Zhu Junyang coughed twice, and said with a smile: "Be careful, don't make it look like a hillbilly entering the city."
Yu Xiaocao freed up, gouged him out with her eyes, groaned twice, and said, "I'm uneducated, I'm Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden! Besides, what's wrong with the bumpkin? The bumpkin didn't eat your food or drink yours." Use yours, is it hindering you? But you, the dignified little county king, often go to the country bumpkin's house with empty paws to eat and drink!"
Mei Xiang took a sneak peek at her son, and saw that he was still smiling, as if the little grass girl's words pleased him. My son has a really high tolerance for Miss Yu, if it were someone else, he (she) would have been blown to death by the air conditioner...
"Brother Yang, you're back!!" Zhu Junyang was about to say something, when a red cloud floated over from the flowers and trees, and rushed towards him, "Oh, help, Brother Yang, catch me quickly..."
Based on the distance calculated by Jiang Zixian, if Brother Yang stood still, she would just be able to jump into Brother Yang's strong arms. But the premise is that Zhu Junyang does not move. Can he not move? of course not!
Zhu Junyang had already sensed Jiang Zixian's little scheme. When the fragrant wind hit, he gently took Yu Xiaocao with his right hand, and moved his steps to the side... Touching the ground, he floated two or three steps to the side. When she lowered her head to look at her feet, she found a woman in red lying face down beside her feet, knocking her forehead on the path paved with bluestone, making a heavy "dong" sound.
Tsk tsk, how painful it is! Yu Xiaocao grinned, and hurriedly moved to the side to avoid disaster.
Jiang Zixian only felt that his eyes were staring, and his knees, arms, palms and forehead all felt tingling. what happened? She was a little stunned when she fell, she fell into Brother Yang's arms when she saw it, it was only two centimeters away, why did she miss it? Unscientific! !
Zhu Junyang has kung fu, he can rush to the roof in the blink of an eye, let alone move a few steps to the side
Jiang Zixian's maid was stunned for a moment, then rushed forward and hurriedly helped her daughter up. Jiang Zixian's well-matched clothes were in a mess; her carefully combed hair was in a mess; her carefully combed makeup was also smudged by the dirt on the ground. Most importantly, there was a bruise on the tip of her nose, and a blue-purple bump bulged on her forehead, like a king of silver horns.
Jiang Zixian couldn't care about the pain in her forehead and nose, her almond eyes were filled with tears, she looked pitifully at Brother Yang who was one step away from her, and said with a sob: "Brother Yang, you saw me fall, why didn't you help me?" A handful? It hurts so much!!"
Her last sentence was in a whiny tone, taking advantage of her dirty face like a little cat, it had a dramatic effect. Yu Xiaocao hurriedly hid behind the godmother, lowered her head, and her shoulders shook uncontrollably. She knew it was very rude to make fun of him at this time, but she couldn't help it! !
Zhu Junyang turned a blind eye to the pitiful little girl in front of him, but looked at Jiang Zixian's two maidservants with cold eyes, and said with ice slag in his voice: "How do you serve the master? Such a flat bluestone road can also let The master fell? Such an incompetent servant, why didn’t he beat the board and sell it?”
The two maidservants seemed to be in severe cold, surrounded by thousands of years of ice, cold from the outside to the inside. They knelt down at the feet of the crowd, trembling like frightened quails, they could barely utter a sound, they could only beg for mercy repeatedly: "I know I was wrong, please let the little princess spare this time..."
Zhu Junyang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves, walked past the two of them, and said, "You are not slaves of Prince Jing's mansion, what do you beg me to do!! Mrs. Fang, Xiaocao, and concubine mother are admiring the flowers in the back garden. Let's go."
"Miss, please forgive me, miss..." The two maids kowtowed to Jiang Zixian after hearing this.
Jiang Zixian clutched the bag on her head, looked at Zhu Junyang's back stupidly, and murmured: "Brother Yang is angry at you, is it because he feels sorry for my injury? Well, it must be like this!! You two A dead person, why are you still kneeling? Hurry up and wait for this girl to re-wash, and I have to accompany my aunt to enjoy the flowers!!"
When Jiang Zixian went back to her room to freshen up, a group of people came to the back garden of the palace under the guidance of Mei Xiang. A clear stream in the garden is like a jade belt, zigzagging from the depths of the flowers and trees under various arch bridges, and then into the rockery, flying down into the gaps. The eaves of the pavilions in the garden are jacked, and the carved and embroidered thresholds are looming among the dense flowers and trees.
In the gazebo, a woman in purple clothes took fish food from the handmaid, and leaned on the white jade railing, watching the koi carps of various colors swarming for food, her demeanor was a little leisurely, and her manner was a little more graceful.
"My lord, Mrs. Fang and Miss Yu are here!" Mei Xiang's crisp voice sounded amidst the melodious chirping of birds, and the birds in the cage paused for a few seconds before singing again.
"Chuxue, you haven't come to the palace for a long time. I thought you forgot about me as a friend!" When she was in Tanggu, Princess Jing had a close relationship with Mrs. Fang, and they became best friends, so they called each other affectionately. name.
Mrs. Fang pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty, I'm joking, I've forgotten who, and I can't forget you! You borrowed a few pots of top-quality orchids from me, and I remember them all!"
Princess Jing chuckled, and said, "Well, Xia Chuxue, I'm just thinking about those pots of broken flowers of yours! Could it be that the relationship between you and me is not as good as a few pots of orchids?"
Mrs. Fang joked: "How can it be? With the deep friendship between us, the princess will definitely lend me your two pots of Eighteen Scholars and Crimson Claw Hibiscus to taste for a few days, right?"
Princess Jing regarded the two pots of top-notch Eighteen Scholars and Scarlet Claw Hibiscus as treasures. After returning from Tanggu, she specially invited two gardeners who were good at cultivating camellias to take good care of them. Even Mrs. Feng only saw her once or twice. Normally, Concubine Jing never shows others easily, she has to be like something.
Princess Jing's phoenix eyes lightly gouged Mrs. Fang's eyes, snorted twice, and said: "You! You can't afford to suffer a little bit!! How about lending you the two pots of camellias for a few days? Anyway, Xiaocao respectfully gave them to you. Ours. By the way, Xiaocao, is the valley seriously damaged? Can the flowers be saved??"
Yu Xiaocao was holding a cup of fragrant tea, watching the two elegant ladies bickering with great interest, when the topic suddenly shifted to herself, she was a little unresponsive. After being stunned for two seconds, she burst into a bright smile and said:
"Princess, please don't worry. I went to see it in spring. Most of the flowers and plants have sprouted new shoots. However, I don't know much about flowers. When the empress's Xishan courtyard is completed, I will bring Meixiang And Sister Lanxiang, transplant a few more famous camellias back."
Hearing that the camellias in that valley were not damaged much, the worry in Princess Jing's heart dissipated, and the smile on her face became brighter again. Looking at his mother and concubine whose emotions were a little higher than usual, Zhu Junyang said to Yu Xiaocao: "Xiaocao, my mother and concubine has taken the medicinal diet prescription you prescribed, and her body has improved a lot. However, recently, it seems that the medicinal diet The effect is not as obvious as before. Shouldn't the prescription be changed?"
When I was in Tang Ancient Town before, Yu Xiaocao cooked herbal meals for Concubine Jing herself, and Lingshi water was added in it. Later, before Princess Jing was taken back to the capital, she prepared the medicinal materials for the princess's medicinal diet, which were also infused with the spiritual power of the small sky-replenishing stone. Counting the days, those medicinal materials should have been used up, so it's no wonder that the effect is not compromised.
Yu Xiaocao thought for a while and asked, "Ma'am, can I have a look at your recent pulse?" She is not very good at feeling the pulse. However, Prince Jing's Mansion has a full-time imperial physician in charge, and every month's pulse must be recorded.
Concubine Jing asked Lan Xiang to go to the doctor Zheng to take the pulse, and asked Zhu Xiang to bring some curd cakes, and greeted Mrs. Fang and Yu Xiaocao for snacks. She also used some donkey-hide gelatin cake.
When the pavilion was enjoying itself, Jiang Zixian brought her maid over. When going up the steps, two maidservants tremblingly supported the young lady's arms, for fear that she would fall again or sprain her feet. Even if the county prince doesn't do anything to them, his cold eyes are enough to make their hearts tremble.
Princess Jing saw the bulge on her niece's forehead, put down the pastry in her hand, wanted to laugh but tried her best to hold back, and asked, "What's the matter? After a while, you will become a colorful kitten?"
Jiang Zixian couldn't help but glanced at Zhu Junyang, and timidly pretended to be pitiful: "Auntie, it's all Brother Yang, he didn't know how to help him when he saw him fall. It hurts him to fall like this... it hurts! !"
However, Zhu Junyang rushed ahead of his concubine mother, glanced at her coldly, and said: "You fell into such an ugly state, how dare you come out to scare people? It's not your fault to be ugly, it's your fault to come out to scare people! You think others don't like you at night." Have a nightmare?"
Jiang Zixian's expression that was about to drop, now it really became pear blossoms with rain. She fell like this, and Brother Yang still made sarcastic remarks, it's too... so hateful! ! Thinking of herself she just saw in the mirror: bruised forehead, broken nose...
It's over, she just wanted to take advantage of Brother Yang's presence in the mansion, show her face in front of him more, and increase her relationship. But he didn't expect Brother Yang to see his ghostly appearance now. Brother Yang dislikes her, what should I do, what should I do
Concubine Jing noticed the embarrassment of her niece, and hurriedly said: "Did the imperial doctor see the injury like this? The injury is on the face, so don't be careless! If there is a scar, it will be a lifetime event!!"
Jiang Zixian became even more restless. Compared with her cousins, she believed that her biggest advantage was her good looks. If there was a scar on his face, even if Brother Yang didn't mind, he wouldn't be able to become his concubine. Marry a woman with a scar on her face as a concubine, people will laugh at brother Yang! !
She left the garden in a hurry, and asked her maid to invite Imperial Physician Zheng...
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