At the end, he smacked his lips and said, "It's sweet."
Xiao Yichen was originally thinking about racing, but now he couldn't come back even if he took off the reins.
He hugged Shen Nanbao, but before he could say a word, Fang Guan, who had just disappeared without a trace, came back in the dark, "Master, Fang Fang met the saint on the road and asked where the little Di Ji was."
At this time, the wind was strong, blowing the candles in the lantern cage to extinguish, and the darkness was pickled like honey, flooding everything everywhere with black holes.
However, Fang Guan felt Xiao Yichen's glare for no reason.
Fang Guan couldn't help but trembled. When he came to his senses, Shen Nanbao had been put back by Xiao Yichen and stacked in her arms, "What did you say to her?"
Fang Guan said: "The younger one just told her that she couldn't find a way. Di Ji sent the younger one to see first."
Shen Nanbao moved in his arms. Fang Guan was afraid that she would slip away, so he hurriedly put his arm around Shen Nanbao and held her steady.
The faint light slipped under Shen Nanbao's chin, revealing the exquisite jade outline. Xiao Yichen glanced at it and said: "It's dark, be careful on the road, don't mix garlic."
In the end, she was still uneasy, so she pulled Shen Nanbao back and picked her up, "I'll help her go back, you follow closely, and if you bump into someone on the way, you can take over."
Fang Guan said yes and followed Xiao Yichen step by step.
Afraid of being seen and extinguished by the killing wind, Xiao Yichen only relied on the sporadic clear light to move forward, and the falling snow suddenly appeared in the glimmer of light and rushed toward his face.
Shen Nanbao was not so good-natured, and a pair of hands treated his face like dough, pulling, pulling and kneading it.
When they were sent to Fengyang Palace, Xiao Yichen felt that his face was no longer his own.
When I returned to a brighter place and looked at the water, wow, I looked as red as if I was drunk.
After Kun Hongfang finished his call, he didn't understand and said, "Master, what are you looking at?"
Xiao Yichen turned his face.
It's okay if it doesn't turn around. When it does, Kun Hong trembles violently as if struck by thunder, "Master, Master..."
I didn't understand the words clearly, but my shoulders were sifting through chaff.
Xiao Yichen frowned at this and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. Don't you bitch keep covering your mouth when you say something."
"I don't even want to..."
Kun Hong just opened his mouth, as if the valve had been opened and couldn't stop the flood, and he suddenly laughed and said, "Master, where did the wind blow you? It's so chaffed! From a distance, it looks like a monkey. butt!"
After saying that, there was a feeling of wind behind his back, and he couldn't stop shivering. Kun Hong couldn't help but trembled, and when he looked up, Xiao Yichen's eyes were gouging him out like a scimitar.
"Master, master..."
Xiao Yichen rubbed his teeth, his eyebrows gloomy, "You look like you are in good spirits, it's worth a night."
No matter what Kun Hong was like, he put his hands up and left with a blushing face.
Shen Nanbao drank too much pear wine yesterday and fell ill the next day. He didn't catch up with his wife in time, and his head hurt like it was exploding.
Lu Kui handed Shen Nanbao sobering soup and kept mumbling: "The official should have stopped Di Ji yesterday. He shouldn't have asked Di Ji to drink so much. Look at his face..."
Shen Nanbao rubbed his forehead and felt his chest. He didn't feel any better, and his face was as wrinkled as a bun. "I drank too much. It's too late now..."
Before he finished speaking, he started to feel sick. Shen Nanbao endured the discomfort and took a sip of the hangover soup.
After taking a few mouthfuls, I didn't feel any better. Instead, the soup started to stir in my stomach, making a sound when I moved.
Shen Nanbao then put it down, and placed the black-glazed kiln-shaped Tianmu lamp squarely on the table. It made a clear sound, and Chuyun's throat sounded outside.
"Di Ji, Di Ji Yongfu is here."
Shen Nanbao was startled.
Lu Kui tasted some of the smell from her slightly drooped eyelashes, and said, "Do you want me to send away Yongfu Emperor Ji?"
Shen Nanbao shook his head, "Please invite her in."
After receiving the order from outside, the curtains were quickly lowered to make room for Yongfu Emperor Ji to enter.
Emperor Yongfu is still dressed in red gold and gold. Standing there, she looks like the complicated gold-painted utensils at home. She has the ability to be aggressive no matter how silent she is.
Fortunately, Emperor Yongfu didn't think about being a beauty lamp here. She almost jumped in and said, "Yongle, you left early yesterday, and I didn't even have time to send you gifts."
Before Shen Nanbao sounded, Yongfu Emperor Ji Wu raised her chin.
A palace maid came up behind her, holding a huanghuali wood treasure box inlaid with mother-of-pearl in her hands. It was impossible to see what was inside from the outside.
Shen Nanbao gestured to Lu Kui, who took it from his hand.
Emperor Yongfu didn't seem to be in a hurry to ask Shen Nanbao to open it. She just focused her eyes on the treasure box, seeming to be thinking about something based on it.
After thinking for a long time, Emperor Yongfu came back to her senses and smiled at Shen Nanbaoshi, "However, I don't think you can use it anymore."
She came in with only a few words and no effort, but Emperor Yongfu stood still, as if ready to leave at any time.
As expected, Emperor Yongfu let go of the gift and left immediately with an excuse, just like the snow that suddenly blew into the house, suddenly white as a sudden appearance, and then melted into the sky.
Fengyue is the one who reports to the gods, and what happened in Chui Gong Hall yesterday was not covered up, so needless to say, everyone has a bright mirror in their belly.
As soon as Emperor Sui Yongfu left, the whole hall fell silent.
In the end, it was Shen Nanbao who broke the silence. He waved his green hand towards Lu Kui, "Can you tell me what it is?"
Lu Kui handed it over as instructed.
As soon as the lid of the huanghuali wood box was opened, the refreshing scent of medicine hit Shen Nanbao's nose.
Fengyue on the other side shrugged the tip of her nose, "This smell feels so familiar, but...it seems like I've smelled it before..."
Feng Yue tilted her head, looking distressed.
But the trouble didn't last long, Feng Yue suddenly woke up like Huang Liang Mengcai, and suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this the medicine to cure Di Ji's nose hemorrhoids!"
This sound made Lu Kui frown and quickly glanced at Feng Yue.
Feng Yue caught the sight and stopped talking.
Lu Kui then looked at Shen Nanbao.
As for Shen Nanbao, he didn't know what he was thinking. He sat there dryly, his face seemed to have been re-sculpted by clay, and his expression remained unchanged for a long time.
After looking at it for a long time, I thought it was time frozen.
Feng Yue couldn't bear it anymore, moved her body and said: "Di Ji, this medicine..."
Before he finished speaking, Shen Nanbao glanced at Fengyue's face from the box, "Keep it! Didn't she just say that? I don't think I will need it anymore."
After this incident, Shen Nanbao lived the leisurely and leisurely life again, but there were differences. Due to Shen Nanbao's birthday request, Concubine He opened the door of the palace every day to welcome the barefoot doctors. .
Fengyue liked to see new things, so she would always stretch her neck to take a look when she went to the Sixth Bureau to get something. She didn't see the barefoot doctor, but she saw the palace attendants in Hefei Palace, and everyone was smiling. The teeth are invisible.
Not for anything, just because the official family has been going to the concubine's palace every day these days.
For the women in the harem, they could not earn high status and nobility, so they could only rely on the favor of the officials.
Earlier, because Concubine Shu was favored, all the talented and beauties in the harem, including Concubine He, were watching with eager eyes and envy in their hearts.
Now it's good, the wind and water are turning, and it's her turn to be favored as a concubine. I don't know what the situation in Chengping Palace is like. Without the influence of the emperor's spirit, this cold weather should be difficult to endure!
The more Concubine He thought about it, the happier she felt.
At this time, footsteps sounded outside the window. It was the palace servant who came to report that his son, the official, would come here to have dinner with his wife later.
Recently, officials always have meals at her place.
At first, Concubine He was like a chicken blood. She was applying makeup, pouting her head, and getting new clothes. She was also instructing the kitchen to prepare exquisite snacks. She also disliked the decoration in the house being too dark and ordered the palace servants to replace the window paper and utensils. As soon as I went there, I was in a hurry.
It’s different now. I’ve met with officials more often, and I’ve naturally figured out the officials’ likes and dislikes. For example, if I don’t like ginger, I can’t mix it with ginger flavor. Also, for example, the charcoal used here, Dilong uses silver bone charcoal, smoked The cage is made of red charcoal...
As long as she knew that the officials were coming, Concubine He could arrange all the details in the palace in half a cup of tea.
Therefore, at three o'clock in the morning, Concubine He was dressed in golden clothes. She stood softly and delicately under the verandah, waiting for the official. She saw the official coming from the screen wall with her sharp eyes and smiled like a flower to greet her.
"Happy to the official family."
"Get up."
The official has a gentle voice, but because he has just gone to court, he is wearing court clothes that he didn't have time to change into. His red and light yellow coat reflects the light and makes him look impressive, and his voice also makes him stand out. People's hearts.
Concubine He listened, but her smile became even brighter. She stood up and followed the official step by step. Her graceful steps made her look like a peacock in full bloom.
After entering the palace, Concubine He led the officials to the table and said, "The officials will have some tea first, and the meals will be prepared soon."
After saying that, he raised his chin and motioned for the palace servants to pour tea.
Concubine He sat on the footrest and pinched Guanjia's legs, "Guanjia has been in court for so long today, and her legs are very sore. I have learned some skills recently, and I can help you." Get rid of this sourness."
A woman's hands are not like those of eunuchs. They are always softer and less forceful. The hands used on her legs are like the shallow ripples of falling flowers on the lake in March.
However, something is better than nothing.
The official changed into a comfortable position, slumped on the chair, and said in a casual tone, "I heard from Zhang Zhi that many private doctors have been coming to the palace recently... How are they? Are there any reliable ones?"
The movement of her hands paused for a moment, and then she started to squeeze gently. Concubine He smiled and said: "They all say that she is the best, but I don't know as much as I do..."
Concubine He paused for a moment, raised her head and looked at the official family.
Officials also looked down at the right time.
Those warm eyes were familiar yet unfamiliar. He Fei glanced around and felt that the years were flowing past her eyes, and her mind was as empty as if it had been washed with water.
The official didn't seem to feel anything. He closed his eyes and then raised his eyes, "After a long period of illness, you have become a semi-professional doctor, right? Those doctors don't want the doctor to come, whether they are using pretense or not." Say, you can hear it yourself, right?"
Concubine He had long forgotten what she had just said. When the official said this, she just smiled and said, "No..."
Simply at this time, the palace servant came in with dishes.
Concubine He waited for the officials to take their seats, and as usual, she personally served the officials a bowl of soup.
It was during this free time that the official said: "Actually, Yongfu is right. If these barefoot doctors were useful, they would have passed the imperial medical center long ago. How could they be reduced to being barefoot doctors among the people?"
