Yu Yanxi suddenly had no good impression of the eldest princess whom she had never met before. It turned out that she was a feudal princess who was used to being superior.
Can you exploit others based on your status
The same goes for those servants. Wasn't there a strict hierarchy in ancient times? Why was it completely different when it came to her
"Miss, you" Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Tao was so anxious that she almost knelt down, "Miss, you are a useless slave. I couldn't protect you, slave."
This startled Yu Yanxi, and he hurriedly bent down to support her, "Xiao Tao, don't do this."
She thought for a while and then said, "Xiao Tao, don't call yourself a slave in front of me in the future, and don't call me miss."
Xiao Tao felt a chill in her heart, thinking that Yu Yanxi was going to punish her, so her voice was filled with tears, "Slave, slave"
"Did we grow up together?"
Xiao Tao nodded without knowing why.
"My mother has passed away, and no one in the house wants to see me." She held Xiao Tao's hand, "You are the only one who treats me well. Xiao Tao, you are my only sister and relative in the world."
Xiaotao was sold into the house as a slave since she was a child. It was the first time she was treated like this. Her face was burning and she shook her head hurriedly, "No, no, miss, miss, don't say that."
"I told you not to call me miss again." Yu Yanxi couldn't hear such a feudal title and glared at her, "Xiao Tao, from now on, you can call me by my name, and don't call yourself a slave in front of me. You and I are worthy of each other, and you are my Xiao Tao. Sister, are you okay?"
Xiao, sister Xiaotao
No one had ever called her like this. Xiao Tao lost her mind for a moment and subconsciously wanted to call her "Miss" again, but Yu Yanxi covered her mouth.
She paused slightly and said softly, "Yan, Yan Xi."
Yu Yanxi smiled and nodded.
She had a large scar on her face and her head was wrapped in gauze. Her smile was really scary.
Xiao Tao quietly averted her gaze.
"You go out, I want to be alone." Yu Yanxi said again.
Xiao Tao immediately answered, "Num, I'll leave first. I'll be outside. If anything happens, call me at any time."
She immediately left the house, closing the door behind her.
Yu Yanxi sat back in front of the mirror again.
Just now, she noticed something was wrong with her expression. Those lost memories suddenly came back to my mind, and they all came to mind.
She hasn't had time to digest these memories yet, but she has only captured a few key pieces of information.
Thinking of this, Yu Yanxi hurriedly took out a small porcelain box from the cabinet as her memory said. There is a light green paste-like substance in the box, which is almost transparent. She stretched out her hand and applied some on her face. The paste melted into water on her face, and the scars actually faded a little.
This is real.
She was not born ugly, the scars were painted on to hide her appearance from others.
Because the original owner hid a deep secret.
Qiao Xiyin stayed in the palace for a few days and barely left the house. She only did one thing to recuperate and suppress the chaotic energy in the original body.
The imperial court practiced martial arts, and the original owner was a good candidate for martial arts. When he was young, he wanted to strengthen his body and lay the foundation for martial arts. After considering the royal family as his enemy, he spent a year practicing martial arts in a villa outside the capital, so he became somewhat skilled.
Just for the sake of quick success, he took a bunch of strange medicines, which were equivalent to the kind of tricks that could injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred times. In order to finally force out a full blow to assassinate the emperor, he still failed.
Perhaps in the original owner's heart, this was the only option to survive in the palace.
However, this was very painful for Qiao Xiyin. In order to take good care of this body, she tried every means and put all her cultivation on this body.
However, it is not difficult to nurse it back to health.
After all, someone is just too active.
"Princess." Before a few pages of the book had been turned, the palace maid outside came to report.
Qiao Xiyin didn't raise her eyes and said, "Your Majesty is here."
"Yes," the palace maid said, "I said I was having dinner with the princess."
Qiao Xiyin put down her book and walked out.
The table is full of pastries, each of them two or three pieces. They are not many in number, but they are small and exquisite. The carvings on them are so lifelike that it makes people reluctant to eat them.
"Sister Huang," He Yunchao pulled her with a cheerful voice, "The Minister of Etiquette gave me a cook from Suzhou. Sister Huang, you should like Jiangsu and Zhejiang cuisine very much, so I asked him to prepare it."
Qiao Xiyin is not picky. She likes spicy hot pot, beautiful Jiangnan pastries or sweet and light dishes. This does not violate the character of the original owner. This is where the original owner went to live for a short while. In Jiangnan, due to chronic diseases, the taste is already bland.
Just how to say it
This is too light. In my memory, when the illness was at its most serious, the original owner couldn't take any salt and would vomit wildly after putting it in his mouth. It's getting better now, but it's all vegetarian and doesn't contain much oil or water.
Qiao Xiyin has been staying here for the past few days. Facing such bland dishes, it is really painful to swallow them. It is reasonable to ask how the royal family could treat a princess badly, but these dishes were all prepared by the original owner. He can be as cruel as he wants to her. Cruel, she can't change rashly.
Fortunately, she is not the original owner. Immortal cultivators seldom eat human food. Whether they eat or not depends on their preference. It doesn't matter if they skip a few meals.
As a result, He Yunchao came over and brought her food in different ways every day. They were obviously vegetarian dishes, but they were much more delicious. They really suited her liking.
Qiao Xiyin nodded slightly and touched his fingers, "Thank you Chaochao."
Chaochao is such a little sun
It would have been nice if he hadn't stabbed himself to death in the end.
This one in front of her was a time bomb, and Qiao Xiyin knew that no matter how nice she was to her now, it might still be a lie.
Chao Chao has always been an actor.
But staying with He Yunchao promoted her body's recovery, and she accepted the truth.
"The emperor's uncle asked me to read a lot of information today," the young man frowned and said reluctantly, "Being an emperor is so tiring, why should I read these things? Isn't there an emperor's uncle?"
Before Qiao Xiyin could speak, he added another sentence, and his voice was already a little joyful at this time, "But I memorized several pages of the book today, and the master even praised me."
His voice was soft and his eyes were sparkling. Qiao Xiyin couldn't help but want to rub his hair, but after thinking about it, she held back.
She praised him a few more words and took a sip of tea, but she felt that the fragrance lingered on her lips and teeth, as if it was a memory taste that she had not drunk for a long time. She picked up the cup in front of He Yunchao and handed it over, "This tea is good, try it in the morning." .”
He Yunchao took a sip obediently.
Qiao Xiyin was weak and couldn't talk all the time, otherwise she would feel uncomfortable, so He Yunchao chatted with her the whole time.
This has been the case for the past few days, and maybe this is also a benefit. He Yunchao went through the motions as if he were playing. People in the court also knew that the regent was in charge of the government. Of course, he said all good things to Heyunchao, but it changed. Fa'er makes them happy.
It's just that, whether it was the Jiangnan cook given by the Minister of Rites, the parrot given by the right servant, or the Western gadgets brought by the waiter as tribute, most of them were given to Qiao Xiyin.
Although Qiao Xiyin had never left the house, the palace was never quiet. From time to time, people came with reports and brought large amounts of rewards.
"Chaochao," Qiao Xiyin called him after thinking of this, "there is no need to send those things here in the future."
Suddenly, she felt a dull pain in her heart, half of the tea in her mouth choked in her throat, and then the world in front of her shook, and the tea cup in her hand fell on the table.
"Emperor Sister, Emperor Sister"
He Yunchao called her, and all the emotions on his face were replaced by panic, "Where is the Imperial Physician? The Imperial Physician?"
Qiao Xiyin coughed suddenly, "No, it's okay."
It hurts.
She seemed to be dragged into an ice cave, with cold sweat breaking out all over her body. It was He Yunchao who held her hand and transferred the heat to her, and she was able to breathe.
All the father-in-laws behind were almost frightened, and they were hurriedly clearing the table and calling the doctor.
Qiao Xiyin closed her eyes, held her chest and slowly calmed down her emotions.
After a long time, the imperial doctor came over in a hurry. Before he checked Qiao Xiyin's pulse, he smelled the smell on the table and frowned, "This is honeysuckle."
"What is honeysuckle?"
"Honeysuckle," he said, the imperial doctor opened the lid of the pot and lowered his head to smell it. "Now is the time when honeysuckle is blooming. Use dried honeysuckle to make tea. It clears away heat and detoxifies. It has a slightly sweet taste. It is a very popular drink."
His face gradually darkened, "The princess must be cold, and Honeysuckle is not too cold. There is no need to worry. The princess is a little weak to have such a big reaction."
Well said.
Qiao Xiyin has been recuperating her body recently. Her body is hot and cold, and she doesn't pay much attention to it at once. She didn't expect that this would happen.
Hearing "No need to worry", He Yunchao's expression softened, "Then, how long will it take for the emperor to recover?"
Qiao Xiyin patted his hand and comforted, "It's okay, it's not a big deal."
Seeing that the expressions of the two of them were not serious, the imperial doctor's tone became more relaxed, "Your Majesty, please be patient and wait for me to prescribe a few prescriptions for the princess and give her more care."
This was done.
After finally coaxing He Yunchao away, seeing that it was getting late and she felt uncomfortable, Qiao Xiyin prepared to rest.
Even if the nutrients she gives are sufficient, the body's absorption is slow and cannot keep up with the progress.
It seemed like she had to add fuel to the fire and couldn't take her time.
She doesn't like to torment herself.
After leaving the palace gate, He Yunchao glanced at his original expression, half of his face covered in shadow.
The shadow guard sent a message to him to report today's events.
"The people who were placed in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War came with news that the young lady of the Shangshu Mansion, Yu Yanxi, seemed to be a different person recently. She seemed to have suddenly enlightened and composed a few poems. Even the Guozi Jijiu was also interested in this. Several poems are full of praise. One poem describes the scene of flower appreciation. It is when the fragrance of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. I have always regretted that spring has nowhere to go, and I don’t know where to turn."
The emperor's back was turned to him, his figure was calm and he did not make a sound.
"And she also said that she got a medical book with many folk remedies in it."