Still walking in the palace, Fan Xian met several empresses again, chatted some gossips, and got some rewards, so he couldn't help feeling a little bored. But he didn't dare to show the slightest expression on his face, this is in the imperial palace, who knows whose subordinate the little eunuch next to him is, and whose confidant is the little palace maid who is picking willow branches over there? If my boredom is ignored by these people, and these people whisper to their masters, and their masters blow incense on the side of His Majesty's pillow, can I feel better? Even if he and His Majesty have drank tea and chatted with each other, they can only be stumped and unable to defend themselves.
But thinking of the next few masters he was going to meet, Fan Xian's heart had long since returned to calm, even a little more cold and cruel, but his eyes were still smiling when he looked at the palace, as if he was looking forward to it.
The Yaohua Palace is much larger than other palaces and courtyards, highlighting the identity of the owner inside. The person living here is Queen Qing, the one who is the mother of the world.
Fan Xian did not expect that the queen's summons ended so easily.
The queen smiled gently, and her words made Fan Xian feel like a spring breeze. Looking at the queen's bright and noble cheeks, and the queen's tranquil eyes, Fan Xian responded respectfully, feeling absurd in his heart. The comfortable woman turned out to be the one who wanted to kill herself four years ago!
Kneeling down and kowtowing twice, Fan Xian left the Yaohua Palace with a disturbed expression. The meeting with the queen started so simply and ended so hastily. Seeing that the other party can hide his emotions so well, or even have no strange emotions at all, it can only show that the empress looks at Fan Xian without any anxiety. Fan Xian smiled, the corners of his lips parted slightly, but his heart was cold. Perhaps I still overestimated my own importance after all. For these nobles in the palace, killing myself four years ago was just a small matter.
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After arriving outside the gate of Guangxin Palace, the little eunuch who followed all the way to the rear cautiously did not dare to make a sound. The maid Xing'er was also very nervous, and whispered to Fan Xian, "Mr. Fan, please come in."
Fan Xian raised his eyebrows, thinking that it would be a little unruly for him to go in before he was told, if he was chopped off by the eldest princess' mother-in-law, who would he ask for reasoning? Isn't that what Lin Chong followed back then? But he knew it wasn't that scary today, these eunuchs and maids were just afraid of the eldest princess for no reason.
The eldest princess, Li Yunrui, has a masculine name, but she is a very weak person. Of course, this is just an illusion. She has many identities, the actual controller of the internal treasury, the prime minister's old lover, the most powerful political assistant of the majesty, the transcendent existence in the harem, and the most beloved daughter of the empress dowager.
For Fan Xian, the other party actually only has two identities: one is the enemy who once wanted to kill him, and the other is his future mother-in-law.
The Guangxin Palace is filled with coldness, and the palace gate is naturally not closed in broad daylight. Standing outside the gate, one can see some sleeping winter plums, orchids tired of the heat, old green bamboos, and unopened daisies planted inside. , many white veils can be seen flying gently in the palace, and the overall feeling is as pure and immature as a fairy tale world. There was a chill between Fan Xian's brows, as if he was infected by the atmosphere of this palace.
A maid in her twenties appeared at the door and gave Fan Xian a slight salute. The palace lady had extremely long eyebrows, but her eyes were a little cold, but she was still very polite in her speech and body movements, and welcomed Fan Xian into the palace respectfully.
Yarn, it was all yarn, Fan Xian was a little stunned and pushed aside the white veils that came towards him. There were much more veils in Guangxin Palace than what he saw in the back garden of Prince Jing's Mansion last time. The surrounding layout also seemed a little weird, not in line with the solemn atmosphere in the palace, but rather like a place where a little girl living in a boudoir lived.
At the end of the heavy veil, there is a low bed, and there is a woman in a light pink dress lying there, with one arm resting on her jaw, and there is a natural flow between her waist, her eyebrows are picturesque, and her expression is beautiful. But timidly attracts people's affection.
This was the first time Fan Xian saw his mother-in-law, the eldest princess. Just like many people who saw the eldest princess Li Yunrui for the first time, he was dumbfounded, not knowing whether the woman he saw was real or not, whether it was a person in a painting or a fairy in the water. .
The eldest princess is 30 years old this year, but she looks very much like a young girl who has just turned 16 years old. Her brows and eyes, and the straight black hair naturally scattered on the couch, are enough to make all the men in the world yearn for. Fan Xian's face was astonished, but his wonderful encounter, the xinxing cultivated in Danzhou for sixteen years, made his mind calm, but he still had to admit that his mother-in-law, although somewhat similar to Wan'er, was more beautiful than Wan'er. And much more beautiful.
Although Fan Xian could still maintain his composure, he was unwilling to call the other party mother-in-law in his heart, as if he felt that calling him this way really didn't match the other party's natural beauty. The Eldest Princess glanced at Fan Xian, and she didn't know how much content was contained in this look. She was timid and cute, and said with her pale lips slightly parted, "You can pick up a chair and sit on it yourself, I have a headache."
Fan Xian looked around anxiously, and found that the eldest princess had said something nonsense, that there was not even a single chair in the huge Guangxin Palace. When she was wondering, she heard the eldest princess say softly: "Fan Qing's family, I heard that you are proficient in medical skills. Wan'er is in good health these days, all thanks to you."
Fan Xian hurriedly bowed and said, "The eldest princess praises it, it's all thanks to the meticulous care of the imperial doctors, I just came up with some folk prescriptions."
"Oh?" The eldest princess stretched out her thin fingers and rubbed her temples. As the fingertips kneaded, her forehead gradually turned red, "Is there a folk remedy for migraines? I have a headache these days." sharp."
The eldest princess suffers from chronic headaches, which Fan Xian heard from Wan'er, and the prince mentioned it occasionally outside the summer resort last time. But what Fan Xian paid more attention to at this time was the princess's address and self-proclaimed name. In a few words, the princess called you and me, which seemed extraordinarily affectionate. Fan Xian smiled slightly and said, "There are many kinds of headaches. When the teacher was teaching here, he also had quite a headache."
These words are light, but the two headaches are also very interesting. The eldest princess smiled softly, and she suddenly became soft and charming. Fan Xian's relationship with Fei Jie had long been a secret in the capital, and it was impossible to hide it from the eldest princess, so he simply revealed it.
"Is there really no good way?" The eldest princess didn't ask about the rest today, she was just suffering from headaches, her face was sad and weak, "These few days have really hurt me to death."
Fan Xian lowered his eyes slightly, calming his mind: "I have learned a set of massage methods. Although it can only treat the symptoms but not the root cause, it always has some soothing effect."
The eldest princess's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "Then hurry up and try."
Fan Xian smiled bitterly and said, "This... I'm afraid it's a little inconvenient."
The eldest princess covered her lips and smiled, "Unexpectedly, the talented fan Fan who is well-known in Beijing is actually a sour student with good manners, not to mention being in a hurry, but in a few days you will also be my son, and I'm afraid What?"
Fan Xian looked at the girlish demeanor of the other party, and then thought of the other party's real age. He should have felt disgusted, but looking at the princess's smooth cheeks and eyebrows as clear as the first leaves, it was really hard to feel disgusted. But when he heard the word son, there was still a sneer in his heart, but his face responded calmly: "The elder has a life, how dare you refuse?"
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The eunuch brought a copper basin of clean water, Fan Xian washed his hands carefully, then walked slowly to the Eldest Princess, took a few deep breaths, calmed down his mood, and tried not to let his gaze fall on the Eldest Princess's black hair On the white neck skin that was slightly exposed underneath, he stretched out his hands steadily and rested them on the opponent's head.
Fingers ran through the long princess's black hair, and the tip of the hair floated gently, slightly itchy.
Fan Xian simply closed his eyes, imagining that he was like Uncle Wuzhu, covered with a black cloth, touched the hairline of the eldest princess with his fingertips, then gently moved upwards, pressed his thumbs on his temples, and pressed his two index fingers on her at the same time. He drew a line on his eyebrows to confirm the position of the center of the eyebrows.
Knock.
The eldest princess seemed unprepared, so she snorted softly, but she couldn't tell whether it was pain or a part that was pressed. Fan Xian was calm, relying on his knowledge of the acupuncture points of the human body, he massaged her head slowly and steadily, every time his fingers touched the skin of Li Yunrui's head, it was so stable.
"Hmm." The eldest princess frowned, wondering if she was being reckless, but she really didn't expect this little guy to be so skillful, his fingertips seemed to be carrying tiny streams of air, rubbing the source of his pain, Every time I press down, every time I press down, it will make me feel a lot more relaxed, and my spirit will gradually relax, and it seems that a sense of drowsiness slowly arises.
"Is this technique also taught by Fei Jie?" She half-closed her eyes, leaning on the bed, her red lips slightly parted, and asked casually.
"The method of identifying acupoints was taught by Mr. Fei." Fan Xian's fingers were still moving steadily on the smooth skin, and his voice did not tremble at all: "I learned this massage method by myself." Doctor, when he was lying quietly on the hospital bed in the previous life, there was still a little extravagant hope of standing up again in the early stage, so the cute little nurse often helped him massage the muscles of his legs and whole body, but he was desperate after all, but As for the massage technique, Fan Xian memorized it.
"It's pretty good." The eldest princess praised, and then slowly closed her eyes, enjoying the warm and relaxing feeling brought by the young man's hands.
The Guangxin Palace was quiet. The eldest princess kept her eyes closed, her long eyelashes resting on her fair skin, trembling slightly. She suddenly said, "If you want to marry Wan'er, you must forget what happened four years ago." .”
Fan Xian's finger snapped, and it just stopped at a certain place under the princess's ear, which seemed to be an ordinary but fatal acupuncture point.