Jiang Wenya pretended to be uncomfortable, pulled away the hand held by Emperor Song Cheng, and gathered her clothes, she smiled like a flower, "The emperor, please sit down with the concubine, the concubine is hungry to wait for you to eat." Dizzy."
Emperor Song Cheng didn't care about her actions just now, and there was a hint of distress and guilt in his tone, "Recently, there are many things in the court, and I forgot the time when I reviewed the papers. .”
Jiang Wenya lowered her eyelids slightly, covering the sarcasm deep in her eyes, "Without the emperor's company, my concubine would have no appetite."
That's right, where's the appetite? The emperor has painstakingly prepared these for the life of the concubine, and the concubine wants you to taste it too.
In this case, Jiang Wenya has said before that as long as she comes to accompany her, she is always full of joy. Every time she sees her like this, Song Chengdi always feels a different kind of joy in his heart.
Didn't Xuan Ping Hou's rebellious minister not want to send his daughter to the palace? It's not that I used some tricks to come in obediently.
When Emperor Song Cheng thought of this, his irritable mood all day improved a little, and at the same time he was very bored in his heart. The women in his harem were all the same, which was annoying.
If it wasn't for those courtiers, why would he feel wronged by his majestic emperor, Song Chengdi became depressed again, and his mood changed several times in a short period of time, it is really unpredictable for the emperor.
"Madam Hou didn't come to see you in the palace today, why didn't she stay for dinner?" Emperor Song Cheng said casually.
Jiang Wenya's eyes darkened a bit, thinking of her grandmother's instructions, she was trying to hide all her emotions, "My younger brother is not good at home, so my grandmother told me to listen."
Of course Emperor Song Cheng knew about Jiang Lin, and he could guess why the old lady entered the palace. Since she loved her grandson so much, she wanted Jiang Wenya to intercede and let Jiang Lin go.
If Jiang Wenya spoke, Emperor Song Cheng would not refuse. In his opinion, the more wasteful the next generation of Marquis Xuanping, the better.
Therefore, Song Chengdi was happy to push forward this kind of doting, the more ineffective he was, the easier it was to use.
Hearing this, Jiang Wenya raised her eyes to look at the yellow figure of Daoming, with inquiry in her eyes.
He still had a gentle smile on his face as before, looking at himself with deep eyes, and there seemed to be indescribable love.
When Jiang Wenya knew his true face, facing those affectionate eyes, she almost wanted to laugh, and she really laughed out loud.
"The emperor guessed wrong. Grandma told me not to worry about it. Jiang Lin has been hurt all these years. As the young master of the Xuanping Hou Mansion, he shouldn't be so worthless, so let him suffer more." Jiang Wenya So explained.
But a pair of eyes are still searching back and forth on Song Chengdi's face, not letting go of any of his expressions.
It's really pitiful, it's really embarrassing for him to have to lie with the women in the harem for the sake of the country, if the people know that their emperor made such a big sacrifice in order to stabilize the world, wouldn't it be touching.
Emperor Song Cheng was a little surprised, and he didn't notice that his concubine looked at him with a trace of pity.
"Your Majesty, dinner is ready." Cai He stepped forward and reminded her softly.
Jiang Wenya nodded, "Your Majesty, let's have dinner with my concubines."
Then Jiang Wenya led the people to the outer room, and Caihe listened to the order of the empress. At this time, the pear blossom wooden table was placed less than five meters away from the red coral. Against the moonlight, the red coral seemed to be a little redder, with A touch of coquettishness.
Song Chengdi stopped in his tracks, frowning slightly, he knew the effect of the coral well, although it would be more effective if it was paired with those things in the meal, but in the end there was a bit of resentment in his heart.
Every time he came to Yongshou Palace, Emperor Song Cheng would subconsciously avoid that place, fearing that he would inhale a little bit of medicine, and when he went back to Qianqing Palace, he would ask the imperial doctor to ask for a pulse case, just for peace of mind.
Jiang Wenya noticed that the footsteps behind her stopped, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but when she turned around, her face was full of doubts, "Your Majesty?"
Emperor Song Cheng's expression was a little stiff, "Why did my concubine choose this place today? It's windy late at night, so I don't want to catch a cold. Let's go to the inner hall for dinner."
Jiang Wenya came to a sudden, "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about your concubines. The moonlight is just right today. The red coral that the emperor gave to your concubines is extremely beautiful under the moonlight. I want to admire it with you."
Emperor Song Cheng didn't want to get too close to the coral, "It's better to wait for my concubine to recover, then I will..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Wenya's expression was a bit lonely. She took a few steps back and bowed in a somewhat alienated manner, "Please make amends to the emperor. It's the concubine who overstepped the limit. You shouldn't force the emperor to accompany the concubine."
Emperor Song Cheng's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he couldn't understand where Jiang Wenya came from.
Just listen to Jiang Wenya continue, "If the emperor is annoyed by the concubine, don't feel wronged to come and see the concubine."
"It's just nonsense, how can I annoy you." Emperor Song Cheng looked helpless, and pulled Jiang Wenya into his arms, but his heart became irritable again, but he had to hold him steady.
Jiang Wenya suppressed her nausea, raised her white lotus-like jade arm, and "lightly" hammered Emperor Song Cheng's chest a few times, her mouth coquettishly said, "The concubine does not agree, but the concubine heard that the emperor pardoned a picking girl today. It's that beautiful girl who is as beautiful as a fairy, and if he falls into the eyes of the emperor, the emperor will no longer want to spoil his concubines."
Emperor Song Cheng let go of Jiang Wenya's arm, took a small step back, covered his chest and coughed several times, his face flushed.
Jiang Wenya didn't seem to know how much force she used, her face was full of nervousness, "The emperor also caught the wind and cold, pick lotus, and send it to the imperial physician."
Emperor Song Cheng waved his hand, "No need, I'm fine."
There was a smile in Jiang Wenya's eyes, which soon dissipated, full of concern, "No matter how concerned the emperor is about the government, he must also pay attention to his own body."
Emperor Song Cheng was about to vomit blood. The few punches just now, under his unpreparedness, seemed to drop a heavy object on his chest. He would have suspected whether Jiang Wenya did it on purpose, but he couldn't see a trace of it on Jiang Wenya's face. I can only grit my teeth and endure it.
After this experience, Emperor Song Cheng didn't care about red coral or not. He just wanted to go back to Qianqing Palace after dinner, and he really didn't want to spend any more time with Jiang Wenya.
"Isn't my concubine hungry, hurry up and pass on the food." Emperor Song Cheng recovered his breath and said immediately.
After some twists and turns, the two finally sat down. Seeing the dishes that came up one after another, Emperor Song Cheng's face turned green again, not for other reasons, but because these dishes were Jiang Wenya's favorite food.
Emperor Song Cheng once ordered that as long as it was Jiang Wenya's favorite dish, some of that stuff would be added.
And every time the two of them dine together, Emperor Song Cheng only chooses the dishes that Jiang Wenya doesn't like, and sometimes adds dishes to Jiang Wenya thoughtfully, which really shows his affection to the fullest.
And if the emperor went to another concubine, he would also give Jiang Wenya a favorite dish.
Jiang Wenya never thought about it at that time, the emperor could remember her liking, her heart was as sweet as eating honey, it's ridiculous to think about it now.
He was always thinking about it because he was afraid that he would die slowly if he didn't eat that day.
Jiang Wenya pretended not to see Emperor Song Cheng's face, and served Emperor Song Cheng very politely, with a bit of each dish, looking forward to it, "Try it quickly, your majesty, this is what the concubines love to eat, and the emperor will definitely eat it too." like."
Emperor Song Cheng didn't know how to set his chopsticks for a moment, and with a stiff face, he hurriedly found an excuse, "I used a lot of cakes this afternoon, and I really can't eat any more. My concubine will eat first, and I will watch you eat."
"Why does the emperor always push back today? If you don't like your concubine, you can tell your concubine directly that your concubine will never pester the emperor." Jiang Wenya began to cry, but there was no tear on her face.
Emperor Song Cheng also wanted to get up and leave, but for the sake of scheming in his heart, he could only force a smile, "Isn't it just to eat something, I will accompany you."
Speaking of Song Chengdi picking up the dishes from the plate and putting them into his mouth, Jiang Wenya smiled through tears, and picked up a lot for him, "Eat more, Your Majesty."
Emperor Song Cheng gritted his teeth and made up his mind to summon the imperial physician overnight when he went back.
After dinner, Jiang Wenya didn't eat a few mouthfuls, but Song Chengdi used a lot.
"Your Majesty, this is the white fungus and lotus seed soup that my concubine specially ordered to stew in the small kitchen. Drink some to digest food." Jiang Wenya stood up with a smile, took the dishes in Cai He's hand, walked a few steps, but stepped on the corner of her skirt, The whole person's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell forward.
With a cry of surprise, the bowls and dishes containing the hot soup in her hand fell towards the middle of Song Chengdi's legs.
The hot feeling spread to the skin through the clothes, causing Emperor Song Cheng to stand up suddenly, his face turned from red to white.
Jiang Wenya wanted to use the edge of the table to stand firm, but she miscalculated her own strength, and the pear blossom wooden table was not stable by her grasp, so she turned it over.
There were uncleared dishes on the table, and the leftovers splashed all over Song Chengdi's body. He didn't care about the heat of his lower body, so he stepped back, but was hit in the foot by the edge of the table.
Suddenly, there was a riot in the outer hall. If the current situation did not allow it, Jiang Wenya would have clapped his hands and laughed out loud seeing his distressed appearance.
Emperor Song Cheng was hit so hard on the back of his instep. You must know that Lihuamu is not light. He can no longer maintain his usual mask, and his face is a little hideously distorted because of the pain.
"Jiang Wenya!" Emperor Song Cheng, who managed to save his own leg under the eunuch's maid's reasonableness, gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.
Jiang Wenya seemed to have been greatly frightened, her complexion was pale, she rolled her eyelids and passed out immediately, before she fainted, she deliberately looked at the position, and fell to Caihe's side, so that Caihe could catch herself in time.
There was another burst of panic, and the "comatose" Jiang Wenya lay on the bed with her eyes closed, listening to the violent drinking from the outer hall, she smiled sincerely.
This is just to recover a little interest, the fun is yet to come.
Let alone how Emperor Song Cheng returned to Qianqing Palace, when the imperial physician came to treat him, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, staring at the gray-haired old imperial physician kneeling below, Song Chengdi gritted his teeth and said word by word , "You want me to take off my clothes and show you where?"
You must know that Emperor Song Cheng never wanted eunuchs for bathing and serving on weekdays, and they were all served by little palace maids.
Look at the wrinkles on the old doctor's face, if he touches that place, it will leave a shadow.
The old doctor's head was covered in cold sweat, he didn't want to, but if the emperor's place was really scalded, then he would be the one who would be unlucky, who would let him be the head of the hospital.
"The old minister has to check to find out whether it is serious or not, and the burnt area must be covered with ointment." The implication is that it must be taken off if it is not taken off.
Song Chengdi didn't know how he let the old hand that was shriveled like bark touch him. If he couldn't take a bath, he would have to soak for two hours.
Unexpectedly, the old imperial doctor had the same thought as him, and when he returned to the imperial hospital, the old imperial doctor washed his hands several times until they turned red before he stopped. He didn't expect that as a man, he would face that place head-on one day, and that man was still the emperor.
Thinking of going to change the dressing tomorrow, the old doctor sighed again and again.
When Jiang Wenya scalded Emperor Song Cheng, she didn't expect such a thing to happen. If she knew about it, she would be even more overjoyed.
In the Xuanping Hou Mansion, Tang Lihua didn't know that her granddaughter was so capable, and she was discussing something with the Huang family.
"The old ancestor wants me to buy a few mountains in my hometown in Junyang?" Huang's face was full of surprise.
Tang Lihua nodded, "Choose a remote place, preferably uninhabited."
Huang couldn't understand even more, her mother-in-law's words made her puzzled.
Tang Lihua didn't want to explain to her yet, "Just do it, remember that the less people know about it, the better."
After finishing the instructions, Tang Lihua asked another question when she saw Huang's response, "Is there any news from Lord Hou?"
Mrs. Huang smiled, "Master Hou said that he will just take a rest tomorrow, and he will return home then."
Tang Lihua was satisfied, some things had to be done by this son.
At noon on the second day, after waiting for a long time to come to Xuanpinghou, Tang Lihua announced the opening of the meal, and the food had just been served on the table.
Then I saw a man with a height of eight feet, travel-stained, dressed in military uniform, walking towards him with a big knife at his waist.
Seeing Tang Lihua and Huang Shi, the man laughed loudly, "I have seen my mother, but I haven't seen her for two months. How is mother?"
Tang Lihua gave him a blank look, "You still know that when you come back, I'm still a marquis, forgetting that I still have a home, and forgetting my mother, wife and children at home."
The man rubbed his nose in embarrassment, knowing that he was in the wrong, he was busy trying to please, "Where is the mother, the son is fighting hard outside, defending the family and defending the country, just to ask the mother, wife and children to live a safe and worry-free life."
What he said was sincere, but Tang Lihua was too embarrassed to say anything more about him, "Go and wash up before eating."
"Okay." Xuan Pinghou took off the saber from his waist, casually threw it to the guards behind him, and strode back to the backyard.
Mrs. Huang also hurriedly stood up, "Old Ancestor, I'm going to prepare hot water for my husband."
Tang Lihua waved her hand, "Go."
Half a quarter of an hour later, Xuan Pinghou had finished washing and changing into homely clothes, and the three of them could have a good meal.
Xuan Pinghou looked at the other vacant seats, frowned, and tossed the chopsticks in his hand, "Where are those two bastards?"
Tang Lihua didn't seem to have heard of his actions, but Huang Shi was taken aback, peeking at her mother-in-law's eyes, Huang Shi explained in a low voice.
Xuan Ping Hou's eyes became brighter and brighter as he heard it, and finally he clapped his hands and laughed, "Okay, well done, it should have been like this long ago."
Mrs. Huang was a little speechless. Originally, she thought that her husband would be able to intercede for the two sons after hearing this, but she forgot that the father is the one who treats the sons the most severely on weekdays.
The last time Lord Hou was pissed off by her and her mother-in-law protecting their son, he didn't come back for two months.
Thinking of this, Mrs. Huang couldn't help but support her forehead, because she thought it was wrong.
Tang Lihua looked over coldly and warned her overjoyed son, "Eat well."
Xuan Ping Hou's affair with his son was finally happy for a while, and now naturally he will not refute the old lady's face.
After the meal was finished in a safe and sound manner, Tang Lihua said after the people took down the bowls and chopsticks and served hot tea, "In the past, we spoiled those two boys so much that we got used to them like this. Get disciplined."
Xuan Pinghou nodded repeatedly when he heard the old lady's words, "Mother is right, if you want me to say, you should put those two little bastards in the barracks to hone them, and make sure to sharpen their temper."
Tang Lihua knew that this was a good idea, but it was not right now. If Jiang Qi and Jiang Lin really changed, it might arouse the guard of the male lead. This is not the time yet.
Although Xuanpinghou's mansion is hard to be shaken now, but the male protagonist is the emperor after all, he can't be rushed, he has to take it slowly.
"No hurry, let me teach at home for a while." Although throwing it in the military camp is not acceptable, Tang Lihua feels that it is not impossible to do it herself.
Sometimes a filial son is born under a stick, and there is some truth to what he said. Xiang Jiang Qi and Jiang Lin are not children anymore, and they are both very tough men. It really doesn't work. Tang Lihua doesn't mind using such methods.
It has not been a few years since the Xuanpinghou Mansion was destroyed, Tang Lihua didn't have the patience to wait for these two people to correct them slowly.
Xuan Pinghou didn't know what was going on in his old lady's mind, he thought that she felt compassion again, he was reluctant to bear the hardships of those two boys, and felt a little helpless.
Tang Lihua saw his thoughts at a glance, "Don't worry, now is not the time for them to mess around."
Both Huang and Xuan Pinghou were stunned by the one sentence, and Huang thought of the matter of her mother-in-law asking him to buy the mountain before, and felt a little uneasy for some reason.
Don't look at Xuan Ping Hou's appearance as a rough guy, but seeing that he led the army in battle and never lost a battle, you can tell that he is not a simple-minded man with strong limbs.
Xuan Pinghou frowned, "What does mother mean?"
Tang Lihua retreated all the servants, and when there were only three of them left in the room, she slowly told about Jiang Wenya.
Xuan Pinghou was full of anger, he slapped down, and the wooden table was split in two, "It's really good, I worked so hard to fight for him, yet he wants to treat my marquis mansion like this, my heart and soul like this. "
Mrs. Huang was more distressed about her daughter, sobbing loudly, "My poor daughter has suffered so much, Marquis, you must make the decision for our daughter."
Xuan Pinghou was also very uncomfortable. Thinking of his daughter's departure from the country, his heart clenched, "No, I'm going to take my daughter back to the mansion."
Huang also stood up, tucked the handkerchief into her waist, and said with determination on her face, "I'm with Lord Hou."
Tang Lihua's forehead twitched, "Sit down for me, let's not talk about whether breaking into the palace by force can bring her back, just say that you think Ya'er will just come back with you just like that because of Ya'er's temperament?"
Xuan Ping Hou thought of his daughter's temperament similar to his own, and suddenly sat back somewhat dejectedly.
The same is true of Huang Shi, but she was anxious, "Then we can't let my daughter stay there like this, the red coral and medicine are fatal."
Tang Lihua knew that they were in a hurry, so she didn't try to be tricky, "Don't worry, you all know Ya'er's mind. She was deceived before, but now that she knows everything, she won't suffer."
Xuan Ping Hou and Huang Shi both nodded their heads, this girl is their pride.
"I asked you to come back this time because I want you to find a doctor with excellent medical skills, preferably a woman, so that I can send her to the palace. With such a person, I can rest assured." Tang Lihua continued.
Someone immediately appeared in Xuan Pinghou's mind, "Mother, there is a girl with excellent medical skills in our military camp. She is a teacher of Medicine King Valley. I have saved her parents, please help her."
Tang Lihua also breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, this was the issue she was most concerned about.
"That's good, it's better to find him sooner, send him to the palace earlier, and heal Ya'er sooner."
The life of my daughter was at stake, Xuan Pinghou couldn't wait for a moment, he pleaded guilty, and drove back to the barracks.
Tang Lihua didn't stop her, and other things would be fine later, the most important thing was Jiang Wenya's body.
It was getting dark, and Xuan Ping Hou brought the little girl. She looked thin and weak, but her eyes were particularly bright. Tang Lihua also noticed that her hands were extremely white, as if they were carefully cared for every day.
Xuan Pinghou explained to his old lady with some embarrassment, "Mother, I didn't figure it out beforehand. Although this girl came from the Valley of Medicine Kings, what she learned was poison."
Tang Lihua was also a little surprised, and then she smiled after thinking about it, "If you can poison people, you can save them, so Wen Ya will trouble you."
The little girl was even more surprised than her, with a sweet smile on her face, "The old lady is still knowledgeable."
After discussing, it was decided to send the person to the palace tomorrow.
Here, the plot of the novel finally unfolded. Ning Guoguo carefully avoided the guards at the palace gate. It took nearly an hour before she came to a secluded palace without any danger.
Looking at the plaque on the palace, Ning Guoguo's eyes lit up, that's it!