An Xiyue listened to what Yu said. Just looking at Princess Yu's attitude, she and Nangong Yuanyi had no connection.
An Xiyue came out of Ruixueyuan and asked the coachman to take her to the villa where the sixth prince lived. Today, the sixth prince did not pretend to be dead like yesterday, but he still resisted An Xiyue's treatment for him.
An Xiyue still used coercive means to give him acupuncture and change dressings. Fortunately, the wound no longer bleeds pus and blood. The weather in autumn is not too hot, which is good for the wound's recovery.
Nangong Jin didn't say a word, but Yan Qing still prepared millet porridge for him, which he also drank, and brought him chicken soup to nourish his body. A penniless prince was lucky to have chicken soup to drink.
Nangong Jin knew his situation. For several months after returning to Beijing, he had been placed in a villa. No one had come to see him, the down-and-out prince who had been demoted to a commoner. He just wanted to die, but he didn't dare to treat himself He was ruthless, so he died several times without success.
Nangong Jin stared at An Xiyue's calm face and listened to her cold instructions on what Yan Qing and Yan Ming should pay attention to, how to cook medicine, and what foods to avoid, most of which were light.
Nangong Jin wanted to ask, why did she care about him, a good-for-nothing commoner? He would not get any benefit from treating his injuries. No one looked down upon him now, not to mention that he was disfigured. In the past, he thought he was the only one who could treat his injuries. A woman will want to die if her face is disfigured, and it turns out that the same goes for men.
In the evening, the General's Mansion sent someone to deliver things. It was only when An Xiyue returned home that he found out that his aunt had sent someone to deliver many exquisite jewelry and luxurious clothes.
The old lady still had a kind smile on her face when she saw her. She just said that Yue'er should choose the most exquisite outfit to wear to the general's mansion for a banquet. An Xiyue knew that her grandmother was still feeling sour in her heart. Her aunt's dissatisfaction with her father was gone. When it reaches its limit, even if her father is promoted to a third-grade cabinet bachelor, her father will still be an out-and-out betrayal in her aunt's mind.
An Xiyue was in a dilemma. She really didn't know whether she was right or wrong to ask her grandmother to go to the general's mansion privately. With an uneasy mood, she chose a plain light green pleated skirt and a three-quarter-sleeve stand-up collared slim-fitting short jacket.
Wei's purpose was very clear. She felt that her daughter should be pampered and raised. She didn't have a daughter, so she put all her trust in An Xiyue. She couldn't be a shrew even if her sister-in-law was bullied.
Early the next morning, An Xiyue went directly from An Mansion. Li Yun'er was naturally picked up by someone from the General's Mansion. An Xiyue also sent someone to Anxin Medicine Hall to ventilate Li Yun'er's energy.
The old lady didn't like to go out all year round. Today she got up early and asked Mama Liu to clean up for her.
Although An's house is not rich, the old lady has always lived a very exquisite life. Even if she married a poor scholar, she can still take care of herself well. Even if she wears inconspicuous clothes, she can still look majestic. .
This was An Xiyue's first feeling every time she saw Yu. She only knew that her grandmother was a rich young lady who had been raised and pampered since she was a child. Unexpectedly, her eyes only stayed on her grandfather.
I saw Mrs. Yu wearing a luxurious satin shirt. It was a little old, but she still looked energetic when wearing it on the old lady.
Yu's hair on the temples is as silver as silver, combed neatly, not even a hair is messy. On her forehead, she wears a dark green gem given by her eldest son last time to mop her forehead. Just looking at Yu's calm and unhurried aura, she looks like a person in Anfu. No one can compare.
