The maid, who had always lowered her head slightly, was very sensible and quickly took out two sachets. She handed the pink one to Yao Yao and the blue one to Han Changmu.
Prince An was obviously in a good mood, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry that the prince and the girl have made this trip. I hope the prince and the girl don't dislike it."
Han Changmu and Yao Yao hurriedly saluted and thanked each other, looking at each other calmly with their lowered heads.
Yao Yao lowered his eyes and glanced at the blue drum, which was obviously darker than the pink one.
She calmly squeezed the not-so-bulging bag, but it was actually quite a lot. Judging from the weight, it amounted to twenty taels, which was enough for an ordinary person to spend several years.
She was immediately satisfied and planned to go to the Western Market to buy the dagger she had been interested in before finishing her errands. She had been thinking about it for a long time and had saved enough money.
After diagnosing the pulse, Han Changmu did not refuse the gift. Before he could do anything else, King An hurriedly sent the two of them out of the house like a plague.
King An watched the carriage swaying away with a smile. The smile on his face slowly solidified. He breathed out calmly, turned around and walked back to the palace. As he walked, he whispered: "The princess's pulse condition is not confirmed." Going out?"
The maid who had been lowering her head slowly raised her head and smiled evilly, completely without the humility and respect of a maid: "Whether it is a diagnosis or not, hasn't the prince himself already seen the results? If it was a diagnosis, how could these two people know it?" Leaving so easily?"
A faint hint of irritation flashed in King An's eyes, but his face remained as calm as before, and he nodded silently: "I am just worried about being noticed by others. After all, there is a world outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."
The maid smiled leisurely and contemptuously and said: "Your Majesty, this method of concealing the pulse was originally invented by the maid, and it was only passed down to one of my apprentices. However, my apprentice has died long ago, so why should the prince be worried?"
King An was silent. He always felt that this matter was not that easy, but this person was so determined that he couldn't say anything else, so he nodded and said: "Look after the princess, don't let her notice."
The maid asked with a non-smiling smile: "Isn't the prince worried about my maid's work?"
King An choked, his face was livid, and he was about to get angry, but when he thought of the origin of the person in front of him, he could only suffer the loss of being dumb and unable to speak out his suffering.
With a "pop" sound, he threw down his sleeves angrily, turned around and left.
The maid stared at King An's retreating back, smiled lightly and satirically, and walked to Princess Rong's boudoir.
The front yard was empty, and the sparse sunlight fell, adding to the loneliness.
The dark shadows on the layers of gray tiles huddled for a long time, then suddenly moved and moved away towards the sun.
The black image is like a bird, flying silently across the blue sky.
At the corner of the winding alley, the wall of the square casts a large shadow on the ground, and a carriage with the emblem of the Department of Internal Security stopped in the shadow.
The black shadow quickly landed next to the carriage, stepped on the shaft and got into the car. He took off his narrow attire and put on a crimson official uniform. While tying his belt, he whispered: "You are right, then There is indeed something wrong with the maid and Prince An."
This black figure was clearly Han Changmu who had returned. He slowly told the scene he had just seen while lying on the roof. He twisted the fish bag around his waist and said, "Now you can tell me, what exactly was diagnosed?" ?Why do you have to let me go and come back?"
Yao Yao leaned against the wall of the carriage. As the carriage swayed, he grabbed a handful of spiced melon seeds in his hand. He only peeled them but did not eat them. There was already a small pile of peeled melon seeds in the white porcelain plate beside him. Each one is complete and slightly yellow, with a fragrant aroma.
She ate the melon seeds in one bite, wiped the residue off her hands, closed her eyes slightly with satisfaction, and said casually: "Princess Rong is pregnant."
"What?" Han Changmu exclaimed in a low voice. With a shake of his hand, he almost removed the fish bag. He was stunned, with an ugly look on his face: "She's pregnant, are you sure?"
Yao Yao glanced at Han Changmu and said casually: "If you don't believe me, you can go and check the pulse yourself."
Han Changmu choked for a moment, exhaled and inhaled a few times, and smiled quite angrily: "Speak carefully."
Yao Yao smiled, but actually didn't really want to make Han Changmu angry to death. He chuckled and sighed: "She is indeed pregnant, three months old."
Han Changmu squinted his eyes and said, "That's strange. King An knew you were sent by a saint, so why didn't he cover up the matter? Don't they all know about it?"
Yao Yao stared: "It's strange for a father not to know, but it's strange for a daughter not to know." A light flashed in her eyes: "But judging from the scene you saw just now, this matter The father knows about things, but the daughter does not."
Han Changmu asked in confusion: "What was the situation at that time? Please tell me in detail."
Yao Yao leaned against the car wall limply, without any ladylike demeanor. He closed his eyes and said: "Princess Rong's pregnant pulse was concealed with medicine. Normally, when Feng Yu comes to diagnose her pulse, she can only diagnose her." Since she is deficient in energy and blood and has palpitations, I will prescribe some medicine to warm and strengthen the mind."
Han Changmu straightened up and said solemnly: "Yes, I just heard the maid telling King An that the method of concealing the pulse was her own creation and was only passed on to one of her apprentices. So, A Yao, how did you know? There are drugs that can mask the pulse, so how did you detect that Princess Rong's pulse was different?"
Yao Yao did not answer Han Changmu's words. He suddenly opened his eyes and asked eagerly: "What does the maid look like? Did she mention anyone else?"
Han Changmu said solemnly: "That maid looks like she is in her forties, not young anymore. She looks like the stewardess of Prince An's palace. She has an ordinary appearance, but her triangular eyes look sinister."
"Those eyes, don't they look like poisonous snakes?" Before Han Changmu finished speaking, Yao Yao straightened up suddenly and said.
Han Changmu nodded heavily.
Yao Yao's face was not very pretty. He leaned against the car wall and took a deep breath. After being quiet for a long time, he said: "Your Excellency just asked Beizhi how he knew that medicine could mask the pulse, and how he noticed that Princess Rong's pulse was different. , it’s a long story to say.”
Han Changmu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yao Yao. He accidentally touched her hand and found that her hand was very cold and trembling slightly. He was stunned for a moment and said gently: "Speak slowly."
Yao Yao took a sip of tea, calmed down, and said calmly: "There is a kind of person in this world who is born with a dark heart. He is so black that he can't see his fingers even at midnight." She paused and seemed to be trapped. In the deep and deep memories, he looked sad and continued in an ethereal voice: "There was a crazy woman who cleaned the toilet in Yeting. She was deaf, mute and crazy. She cleaned the toilet day and night, from morning to night. , but what she ate was the leftover swill, and she couldn't even put on a thicker jacket in the cold weather. No one could tell clearly when she entered Yeting, and no one could tell clearly where she was. The female family members of the family, everyone calls them like crazy bitches." She closed her eyes slightly, recalling those days in Ye Ting, she was obviously tortured, she calmed down for a while and then said: "But she didn't She was not crazy. Although she was deaf and mute, she could write well. It was summer when she died. She had been ill for a long time and felt that she could not survive it, so she gave me a shabby coat at night. Later, I found that the weight of the coat was wrong, so I opened it and found a medical book inside, which was handwritten by her, and she remembered that there were ways to cover up the pulse in the book."
Although this sentence clearly explained how Yao Yao learned about this method, it concealed the past between her and the crazy woman. Han Changmu was obviously dissatisfied. He coughed lightly and continued to ask: "Everyone else is If you say she is crazy, how did you get to know her?"
Yao Yao closed his eyes: "Sir, do you really want to get to the bottom of this?"
Han Changmu nodded: "This matter is very important."
Yao Yao's voice trembled slightly, and he tried his best to calm down: "The year I first entered Yeting, I went to the well to fetch water and wash clothes in the winter. I don't know who sprinkled a circle of water beside the well, and a layer of frozen water fell down overnight. It was solid. When I was young, I had to step on a small pole to reach the well rope. The ice was thick that day, so the small pole slipped and I plunged into the well." Her eyes were misty, It was as if I had seen something from the past that had already flashed by: "The crazy woman happened to come over to carry water to clean the toilet. She immediately grabbed my ankle, pulled me up and threw me to the ground."
She took a breath and continued: "She kept cleaning the toilet during the day and night. When she was sleepy and tired, she would sleep next to the toilet. Later, she said that there were more and more toilets. The yard where I lived was big, so she moved the toilet next to it. I was cleaning my yard, and at night when she was cleaning the toilet, I would lie in the room and talk to her through the window, but she was deaf and mute and never responded."
Yao Yao's heart felt sour, and she closed her eyes tightly to let the tears in her eyes flow back to her heart: "Perhaps because of this, two years after I met her, she left her shabby coat to me, and I took it with me That medical book left Yeting and entered the Beiya Imperial Guards."
Han Changmu asked: "Since she has never spoken to you, how do you know the appearance of her master?"
Yao Yao said: "There is a small portrait in the middle of the medical book. It looks exactly like the maid you described. The word "Master" is written next to it. The handwriting is exactly the same as the handwriting in the medical book."
Han Changmu said: "Then did you find out her origin later?"
Yao Yao had calmed down and nodded: "I checked, but found nothing. It's like she was born in Ye Ting. No one knows how she came here."
Han Changmu frowned: "How old was she at that time?"
Yao Yao smiled bitterly: "She suffered a lot. When I met her, she was as old as a candle in the wind. But if that maid is really her master, she is only forty now." Or so, then she definitely shouldn’t be so old.”
