"Go to Ci'an Palace and tell my aunt that I need a servant who knows some medical skills to serve me."
Yao Xiang gave instructions to Zizhu with a serious face.
Doctor Hu was driven out of the palace, and now she has no one to trust, which is really inconvenient.
It’s even more annoying when you think about it.
She had used the imperial physician for two lifetimes, but he was actually taken away by the Ye and Wu families.
She is now isolated and helpless.
However, even though she didn't tell anyone about this matter, the Imperial Concubine kept it in mind, so when Zizhu came back, she brought back a eunuch of ordinary appearance.
He looks to be in his thirties, with fair skin and a round smiling face, but he looks a bit like a pig pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
"Jieyu, this is Eunuch Hai." Zizhu said with a smile.
The eunuch stepped forward and saluted, "Your servant Hai Sheng pays respects to Concubine Fang."
"Don't be polite, eunuch." Yao Xiang waved her hand, "Since you were recommended by my aunt, you must have some outstanding qualities."
Hai Sheng smiled and said, "You are too kind, Concubine. I can only identify some poisons. Before entering the palace, my family sold medicine. Later, I worked as a handyman in the Imperial Hospital for more than ten years. Later, I was fortunate enough to follow the Grand Concubine. Now I am willing to serve Concubine."
This is obviously a humble statement.
Yao Xiang didn't think about finding a doctor with excellent medical skills. For now, it would be enough for him to be able to identify poisons.
"With your skills, I can sleep well. From now on, please check everything that comes into Wei Rui Xuan from outside carefully."
"I will take good care of the Concubine." Haisheng knelt down and kowtowed solemnly.
This is considered as recognizing the Lord.
Between being with a dowager empress and being with a pregnant, young concubine, the latter naturally has more prospects, and he is willing to do so.
With Haisheng by her side, Yao Xiang felt a lot more at ease.
This Haisheng is indeed capable. Ever since he personally guarded the foreign things, no dirty things could get close to Yao Xiang.
Time flies, and it is November.
Thinking that she would be announcing her pregnancy to the public soon, Ye Jun finally began to slowly reveal the news that she was in good health.
The main reason is that I have been stuck in the house for too long and I really want to go out for a walk.
When it snows in winter, the roads become slippery and you definitely won’t dare go out for a walk. So now is the time to get out and get some fresh air before it snows.
So the master and his servants went to the imperial garden.
The plum blossoms bloom best in winter.
The masters could not be allowed to see withered flowers and plants, so the imperial garden was filled with plum blossoms of various colors.
Although it looks good, there is nothing new.
No wonder all the concubines in the palace want to go out. Looking at the red walls and green tiles for a long time is tiring.
Nian Gao ran happily in front and behind her.
Several servants were afraid that Ye Jun would get bumped into something, so they surrounded him very tightly.
Baizhu led the way, Huiyue and Nanzhi followed on the left and right, and Luzhi and Luhe followed behind.
She rarely brought so many people out, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
After walking around for a while, I felt a little tired, so I found a pavilion nearby to sit down.
It was only then that Ye Jun realized how well the maids had prepared everything.
Nan Zhi brought two thick blankets, one for her to sit on the stool, and the other for her legs.
Huiyue brought a hand warmer with her. It had been a long time since she came out, and it was still very warm when Ye Jun took it.
There were two people, Luzhi and Luhe. One of them carried a small charcoal stove, and the other carried two pieces of red charcoal in a small basket.
As soon as she sat down, he put the hot water at her feet to warm her.
"You guys are really good." Ye Jun laughed as he looked at them. "Going out is like moving house. Aren't you tired?"
"Oh, Xiurong, you have to take care of your health now. You must not catch a cold. These are not too many." Bai Zhu smiled.
Being so cautious, even Ye Jun almost felt like a fragile porcelain doll.
The master and his servants were talking and laughing here. Not far away, two figures were looking over here and soon came over.
"Your concubine Wanrong Wan, pays respects to Ming Xiurong."
When the person came closer, Ye Jun could see clearly that it was the newcomer who had become famous some time ago.
"No need to be polite." Ye Jun waved his hand, "Wanrong, please come in and sit down."
Wan smiled, then walked into the pavilion and sat down opposite Ye Jun.
He looked her over in an imperceptible manner.
"Ming Xiurong has been ill for a long time, but she looks very healthy today. I think she has recovered. I am afraid of disturbing her recovery, so I have not visited her."
"After resting for such a long time, you're almost recovered." Ye Jun said lightly.
There is no joy in sight.
Wan's eyes flashed, and she took a bouquet of plum blossoms from the palace maid behind her.
"I went out today and happened to pick some plum blossoms to put in a vase. They were carefully selected and I will give them to Xiurong. I also wish Xiurong a speedy recovery."
Ye Jun raised his eyes and took a look.
That bunch of plum blossoms were indeed in excellent shapes and had indeed been carefully selected.
She just had no interest.
He curled his lips slightly and said kindly, "Wanrong took the trouble to choose this, how can I take it away from her? Just take it back and enjoy it yourself. I appreciate your kindness."
When Mrs. Wan heard this, she chuckled.
"Xiu Rong is wrong. What I love is not plum blossoms. It's just that plum blossoms are the only ones that bloom in winter, and the house is lonely, so I picked a few and put them back. If you want to say who loves plum blossoms, it must be Qi Wanrong. I heard that the emperor gave her a painting of winter plum blossoms a few days ago."
After a pause, he looked at Ye Jun's expression and said again.
"However, Xiurong, you are the apple of the Emperor's eye. I think the things the Emperor gave to Xiurong are a hundred times better than the Hanmei painting. It's just that I am unlucky and can only run to the garden to pick them myself."
"Wanrong, why do you sound jealous when you say this?"
Ye Jun looked at her with a smile, gathered his sleeves, and walked slowly.
"Being able to be by the emperor's side is a blessing that others cannot obtain in several lifetimes. Wanrong, please stop saying that you are unlucky, or others will misunderstand that you look down on serving in the palace. The gifts given by the emperor are all thoughtful, so how can we tell the good from the bad?"
Wan's face became a little stiff, and she pulled the corner of her mouth awkwardly, "Xiu Rong is teaching me that I spoke out of turn."
"It's not a lesson, we were just gossiping, right?" Ye Jun remained calm.
Mrs. Wan on the opposite side felt a little uneasy.
Noticing that she was feeling uncomfortable, Ye Jun lowered his eyes and looked away.
"It's getting late. I should go back too. Wanrong, please do as you please."
"Farewell, Ming Xiurong." Wan quickly stood up and bowed.
Ye Jun looked at her with a smile and said, "Next time you apply eye drops, go to the emperor, not in front of me. I can't tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes."
Wan lowered her head and did not answer, but her expression was still stiff.
Only after Ye Jun walked away did he slowly breathe a sigh of relief.
Everyone else said that Xiu Rong was arrogant and domineering, but I didn't expect that being quiet would be more stressful.
It turns out that powerful people are powerful at all times.
As for Ye Jun, he didn't care much about Wan's little tricks.
It was just a test from the newcomer.
Just a wake-up call.