The one who came from the palace was Father Feng from Fengyi Palace. On the order of the queen, Feng Gonggong gave a reward of Mid-Autumn Festival to Nan'an Hou Mansion.
The queen is no better than other visible or invisible relatives. Once the will arrives, whether Lu Wancheng or Liang's Lu Qiaosong, they will all be sick.
I haven't seen Liang for many days. Lin Qingyu looked at her as if she was ten years old, and her makeup could not cover her vicissitudes of illness. Lu Qiaosong's eyes were sunken and his footsteps were vacant. Compared to the two of them, Lu Wancheng had been ill for a longer period of time, but he still maintained his demeanor. This is thanks to the medicine Lin Qingyu gave him, and it is also inseparable from his mentality.
As the only person in Nan'anhou's mansion who has a blood relationship with the queen, Lu Wancheng's reward is undoubtedly the most precious. In addition to jewellery and jade, tonic medicinal materials, there are also two fox fur tribute to the north, dozens of silk tribute to the south of the Yangtze River, and a few boxes of court dim sum, which are said to be rewarded to Xiaohouye and his wife. In contrast, other people's rewards are obviously just for a cutscene.
After everyone received their thanks, Feng Gonggong said: "The empress has been thinking about Lord Hou, and specifically asked the slave to ask Lord Hou's body-how good is Lord Hou?"
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Niang Niang, for your concern, everything is fine."
Father Feng turned his gaze to Lin Qingyu: "This is Shaojun Lin. Speaking of which, the marriage between Master Xiaohou and Shaojun was the master of the maiden, but the maiden hasn't met Lin Shaojun yet."
Lu Wancheng heard the implication of Feng Gonggong's words, and the corners of his mouth closed with a smile. Nan'an Hou also heard what Feng Gonggong meant, and winked at the Liang family. Since Liang's illness, he has been in a daze. Nan'anhou had no choice but to speak by himself: "After the holiday, he has to enter the palace to greet the queen. At that time, I will let his wife and family members enter the palace to thank you."
Father Feng nodded with satisfaction: "It's so good. Then the minion won't disturb the reunion of Lord Hou's family."
Nan'anhou said politely: "Father-in-law, go slowly."
Everyone returned to the yard with their rewards. Lin Qingyu let Hualu clean things up. Hualu was the first time I saw tribute silk, and I loved it as soon as I held it in my hand: "I have never seen such a light material. It must be very cool in summer. Tomorrow I will go to the tailor in the house and let them Use this material to cut new clothes for young masters and young gentlemen."
Lu Wancheng said, "Give it to Young Master, and I won't use it."
"Eh, why—"
Huantong hit Hualu with the back of her hand, Hualu realized something, and she closed her mouth.
Lin Qingyu said, "You all retreat."
After being interrupted by Father Feng in this way, neither of them had any interest in admiring the moon. Lu Wancheng has always talked a lot, always smiling, once he calms down, even if he doesn't say a word, he can still be noticed that he is a little upset at the moment.
Lin Qingyu didn't know what he was annoying, but he was also annoying himself. He certainly regards Lu Wancheng as his confidant, but this does not mean that he can forgive this marriage. He has not forgotten that it was the queen who contributed to the marriage between him and Lu Wancheng. Because of this, he might never have a good impression of the queen, even if she really cares about Lu Wancheng.
After a long silence, Lu Wancheng said: "Qingyu, I... I don't want you to enter the palace."
Lin Qingyu was puzzled: "Why?"
Lu Wancheng murmured in a low voice: "Just... I don't want to."
Lin Qingyu frowned: "I don't want to go to the palace to see any queen. However, as long as I get admitted to the Imperial Medical Office, sooner or later I will enter the palace."
Lu Wancheng seemed to be awakened, and he hesitated: "Then can you not enter the Imperial Medical Office?"
Lin Qingyu was quiet for a while, with a cold tone: "Are you serious."
If this were Lu Wancheng's true words, they would have met for nothing.
Lu Wancheng smiled bitterly, and said, "You still think I didn't say it."
On the other side of the house, Nan'anhou severely reprimanded Liang Yitong in front of his servants. Lu Niantao stood by the door, waiting for Nan Anhou to come out of the room, thinking of saying something nice for the Liang family. Nan'an Hou said coldly: "You'd better persuade your mother to make her look like Mrs. Hou. Otherwise... Humph."
Lu Niantao's heart sank suddenly.
Nan Anhou's dissatisfaction is also reasonable. The son has had accidents one after another, and his father's natural heartache is unbearable. But the days are going to go on, and the full glory of the Lu family depends on him. Liang is his regular wife, and he has a fate. He can leave the housework to his concubine and his daughter-in-law, but outside, he still wants the Liang family to support him.
Lu Niantao knew this. She tried to persuade Liang to cheer up, but Liang was discouraged: "I am a son like Qiao Song. Now that he is extinct, what can I expect from him."
"But isn't the eldest brother also a queen. Whether it is those aunts who give birth to children in the future, or the father adopts a child from the clan, you will always be your aunt, so there is no hope."
Liang said in a sad voice: "What's the use of my aunt! Over the years, I haven't been good enough to Lu Wancheng? Didn't he just turn his face and refuse to recognize people!"
Lu Niantao said anxiously, "Then you still have my daughter!"
"Daughter..." Liang said with a wry smile, "My daughter is going to marry sooner or later, how can I be reliable."
"Then it depends on who you marry." Lu Niantao's eyes flashed a bit of calculation, "Have you ever heard two lines of poems:'Sisters and brothers are all from the earth, so pitiful and splendid. This makes the world's parents heart," Don’t regenerate a male and regenerate a female.’ If a daughter is married well, isn’t it a matter of shining ancestors—you see, isn’t the current queen just an example?”
Liang was startled with tears. The queen... She has always been daring to speak up with the queen. The queen's younger sister was Nan'anhou's original partner, so naturally she didn't care much about her continuation, and even her two children were not taken seriously. As far as the reward given today is not even a tenth of Lu Wancheng's. For so many years, she has been holding a sigh of breath in her heart. But her family is the queen of the central palace, and her family is the surpassing Wen Guogong, and she can only rush to please her forever.
"You are right." Liang straightened his back, "I can't go on like this anymore. My mother wants to find a good relationship for you, and see who dares to look down on the three of us, mother and son!"
Lu Niantao had already reached the age of marriage, and the Liang family had been helping her pay attention for the past two years. There are many in-laws between the high school in Beijing, and my wife knows each other. If she wanted to find a good relationship for Lu Niantao, she could no longer lock herself in the house, and had to walk around. It might be an opportunity to enter the palace to thank the queen.
The next day, Liang's disease "healed". She handed the post into the palace, and after getting permission from the queen, she sent someone to pass a message to the Blue Wind Pavilion so that Lin Qingyu was ready to enter the palace with her.
Lin Qingyu only found it ridiculous: "It is unprecedented for me to be able to enter and exit the harem as a man."
"You can't say that." Lu Wancheng lying on the bed said, "Those imperial doctors who treat the concubine can also enter and leave the harem."
Lin Qingyu glanced at him: "You really can talk."
Lu Wancheng said quietly, "Qingyu, I want to go with you."
Lin Qingyu thought he wanted to see his aunt, and said, "In the future... there will be a chance."
The master of the palace is so honorable that people who are sick are not allowed to enter the palace, lest they bring the sickness into the palace.
Lin Qingyu dresses very plainly on weekdays, and she must wear a Chinese dress when she enters the palace to thank her. Lu Wancheng watched Huantong wear a jade belt around his waist, and felt that he could hold the waist with both hands—of course his original hands.
After Lin Qingyu put it on, the grand Chinese clothes were not bloated in the slightest on him, on the contrary, there was a sense of innocence in the world. The more Lu Wancheng looked at him, the more disturbed he felt. When Lin Qingyu was about to go out, he couldn't help but blurt out: "Qingyu, or don't go. Just say you have a sudden illness..."
"I have no objection, but can you give me a reason." Lu Wancheng was hiding something from himself, Lin Qingyu always knew.
Lu Wancheng paused and said, "I don't want the prince to see you."
"Why."
After he stopped talking for a while, Lu Wancheng pretended to be relaxed and said: "That's not because you look too good-looking, I'm afraid you will be taken by the greasy man of the prince. Oh, except for the prince, the emperor should also be on guard. Old men like young and beautiful..."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
Seeing Lin Qingyu's "I believe you are a ghost" expression, Lu Wancheng chuckled and said, "Qingyu, I'm really scared."
Lin Qingyu was quiet, and patiently said: "After the Mid-Autumn Festival, it is the royal autumn. Now the prince and the princes should be driving in the paddock. I will not meet them."
Lu Wancheng heard the words and said, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah." Every fall, his father would go with him. He remembered it clearly.
Lu Wancheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Then you go, brush up your favor in front of the queen, and then come back early."
Lin Qingyu and Liang's mother and daughter took a carriage into the palace together. It is not difficult to see that Liang and Lu Niantao have both dressed up carefully. Liang swept away from the past decadence, dressed in imperial court clothes, graceful and elegant; Lu Niantao wore a water blue smoky skirt, like a lotus in the water, fresh and moving.
The carriage had to stop at the gate of the palace, and it had to go the rest of the way. Lin Qingyu looked up at the tall plaque in front of the palace gate-a year ago, I was afraid that he would never have thought of it. The first time he entered the palace, he was actually the male wife of the Hou Mansion.
The three of them followed the leading eunuch to Fengyi Palace. Father Feng greeted him with a whisk in his hand: "Madam, Young Master, Miss is here. Please go in with the slave."
In the main hall of Fengyi Palace, Lin Qingyu met the mother of today's Dayu, Queen Wen.
Empress Wen and Liang are about the same age, and they will be gone as soon as possible, but as the mother of the country, the bullishness is incomparable to others. She gave a seat to the three of them, exchanged greetings with the Liang family nonchalantly, and then focused on Lin Qingyu.
With such a demeanor, even though he was born average, he was worthy of her sister's only child.
Empress Wen said: "I heard that since you married into the Hou Mansion, Wan Cheng's body has improved a lot, and it is not in vain that the Japanese Palace specially asked the emperor to give you a marriage."
As if it was a great gift.
Lin Qingyu was disgusted in his heart, and knew that the palace was different from the palace, and now he can only bear it in front of the queen.
Queen Wen said again: "You are taking care of Wan Cheng's body now?"
Lin Qingyu smelled the special incense of Fengyi Palace and said, "Yes."
Empress Wen nodded approvingly: "As expected of the son of Lin Yuan's sentence."
The three words of Queen Wen couldn't be separated from Lu Wancheng, except for the initial politeness, she did not say a word with the Liang mother and daughter. The mother and daughter were left out in the cold, but they had to have a respectful smile on their faces.
Several people were talking, and Father Feng came in to report: "Niang Niang, Your Royal Highness is coming in the direction of Fengyi Palace. He should be here to greet you."
Lin Qingyu frowned slightly—why did the prince appear in Fengyi Palace at this time
Empress Wen also had the same question: "Didn't the prince follow the emperor to go to Qiuzhen?"
Feng Gong justified: "The emperor accidentally contracted the cold and returned to Luang early."
Although the prince was born by Concubine Chen, the queen is the aunt after all. After returning from a trip, he was going to come to Fengyi Palace to greet him first.
Lin Qingyu was not afraid to see a prince, but Lu Wancheng didn't want him to see him. He didn't see him.
Lin Qingyu stood up and said, "Since the prince has arrived, I will retire first."
Lu Niantao opened his mouth, as if to say something. Empress Wen nodded her head and asked Feng Gonggong to send them out of Fengyi Palace.
Lin Qingyu walked out of Fengyi Palace and saw a young man wearing a jade crown and Chilong Xuan robe coming from a distance, and immediately speeded up his steps. Lu Niantao, who was walking with him, said: "Why did my sister-in-law go in such a hurry? The prince is just ahead. If we don't salute and greet him, wouldn't it be a loss of courtesy."
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "You, a girl who has not been out of the pavilion, took the initiative to ask the prince for peace. Is it polite?"
Lu Niantao was dumb, his face flushed, but his feet were rooted, and he didn't want to take another step. After being so delayed by her, the prince had already arrived in front of them, Lin Qingyu could only follow Feng Gonggong to salute: "See His Royal Highness."
The prince had a good appearance, was born handsome, and was also the crown prince of a country with a distinguished status. It is no wonder that Lu Niantao had such thoughts.
The prince looked at several people condescendingly, his gaze passed by Liang Clan and Lu Niantao, and fell on Lin Qingyu: "Who are you, how can you get in and out of the harem."
Feng Gong just said: "His Royal Highness, this person is the young master of Nan'an Mansion, the son of Lin Yuan's sentence, Lin clan."
"Young Master," the prince narrowed his eyes, "that male wife?"
"Exactly."
The prince said with great interest: "Hold your head up."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
"Didn't you hear the lonely talking to you."
Can't hear, get out.
Lin Qingyu took a deep breath, lowered her eyelashes, and slowly raised her head.
When the prince saw the mole on the corner of his eye, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his breathing became quicker.
Feng Gonggong has been immersed in the palace for many years, and he is used to observing his words and feelings, and reminds him in a low voice, "Prince, the empress is still waiting for you inside."
The prince awakened like a dream. He realized his gaffe, but his eyes were still locked on Lin Qingyu: "What's your name."
"... Lin Qingyu."
"Lin Qingyu." The prince hooked the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "I remember you." After speaking, he turned and entered Fengyi Palace.
Lin Qingyu suddenly felt that Lu Wancheng's phrase "Qingyu is all my passion/desire" was nothing greasy.
Back in the mansion, Lin Qingyu changed into the Chinese clothes and found Lu Wancheng in the bedroom. Lu Wancheng seemed to endure sleep for a long time, and yawned, "I'm back? Hey, why did you change your clothes? I haven't seen enough..."
"I saw the prince in the palace today."
Lu Wancheng was taken aback for a moment, and his sleepiness retreated cleanly, "How come?"
Lin Qingyu told all about Fengyi Palace. Lu Wancheng listened, his eyes gradually stained with haze, he leaned back and whispered: "...I/fuck."
Lin Qingyu's eyebrows gathered together: "Will there be any problems? Prince he..."
Lu Wancheng pondered for a long time and asked, "Is it greasy?"
Lin Qingyu nodded: "A little bit."
Lu Wancheng smiled as usual: "I have seen you all, there is no way. Doctor Lin can do what he wants to do, and leave the rest to others to worry about."
At night, Lin Qingyu heard a low cough while sleeping, and opened his eyes to see the candlelight glowing behind the screen. He got off the soft couch, went around the screen, and saw Lu Wancheng sitting at the table in his bedclothes and coat, coughing and writing something. Seeing him coming, he said: "Wake you up? Sorry, I couldn't hold back... Cough."
Lin Qingyu poured him a glass of warm water: "It's so late, what are you doing if you don't sleep."
Lu Wancheng stopped writing, pressed his fist to his lips and coughed twice, and said, "I'm thinking about something."
Lin Qingyu looked down and saw several names and two strange symbols written on the rice paper: [Northern Border], Xiao Teng & Shen Huai (?), Xiao Jie & Little Eunuch, Xiao Li (X) & Queen.
"Xiao Wei, Xiao Jie, Xiao Li are the names of the three princes." Lin Qingyu lowered his voice, "Wan Cheng, what are you thinking about."
Seeing Lin Qingyu's dignified face, Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Write and write as you please, don't care." Then, he folded the rice paper in half and put it on the candle to burn it.
Intuition tells Lin Qingyu that Lu Wancheng is not as simple as writing casually, he... is playing the idea of a few princes.
Why.
Lu Wancheng didn't go out of the gate and didn't move forward. Even if the queen was his real aunt, he had never had a dispute with the forces in the palace. Is it for Nan'an Hou Mansion
Nan'an Hou was an important minister in the former dynasty. He was highly regarded by the sage because he never participated in party struggles. As long as he keeps himself in peace, stays loyal to the sage, and is loyal to the prince in the future, Nan'an Houfu can continue his glory. Lu Wancheng didn't need to do anything at all.
That is for...
Lin Qingyu asked softly: "—is it for me?"
Lu Wancheng was silent for a moment, half-truth and half-truth: "Yeah, you see how nice I am to you, it's almost cold and I don't forget to fuck you for the last time." He dragged his cheek with one hand, and turned the other unconsciously. I started writing and looked at Lin Qingyu with a smile in the shining candlelight, "So this autumn, you have to be gentle with me and don't be fierce, okay."
Ink stains fly out from the tip of the pen. Lin Qingyu looked at the dark spots on her bedclothes, and couldn't tell what it was like.