Chapter 95 Entering the Palace

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After taking medicine at An Mansion for about a week, An Qien's legs recovered, but she still pretended to be weak and sick in the Hou Mansion.

After Lu Bochu learned that An Qi'en's leg was fine, he took Zi Ning to An's house in disguise and asked An Qi'en to check his sister's leg disease...

"I send my regards to the princess. May the princess be blessed with peace and happiness."

An Qi'en looked at the people inside through the screen. There were only An Qi'en, Princess Zi Ning and her personal maid in the room.

The maid Yingzhu walked out from the other side of the screen: "Madam, come in with this slave."

An Qien pursed her lips and smiled and followed the maid in.

Princess Zi Ning wore a bonnet and was dressed entirely in black. If it weren't for her slim figure, it would be impossible to tell that she was a woman.

An Qien smelled the floral fragrance on her body just when she was outside the screen.

The fragrance is natural, fresh and not cloying, as if it comes from nature, and it becomes even more fragrant when you get closer.

She was sitting on the couch with her legs slanted to one side, looking just like a normal person.

Zi Ning took off her hat and took a closer look at An Qien. She was indeed beautiful, with a touch of rouge and gouache, making her look like a woman in a painting.

Zi Ning said gently: "Madam, there is no need to salute. You can just call me Sister Zi Ning outside the palace."

"Okay, sister Zi Ning."

An Qi'en smiled lightly. He heard that the princess was only fifteen years old, but he didn't expect her to be so stable.

"I heard from my brother that you are very powerful, so I leave this leg to you."

Zi Ning's voice is sweet and girlish, her big bright eyes are clear, and her whole body is full of aura.

"I'll do my best. Let's check your pulse first."

An Qien smiled.

Zi Ning stretched out her white and tender wrist, and An Qien took her pulse carefully. After taking the pulse, he looked at her legs carefully.

An Qi'en looked solemn. This stubborn leg disease may not be cured in a short time. It will be a long-term battle.

Zi Ning saw that her expression was getting more and more serious, and the little spark of hope in her heart faded away. She had had this leg problem since she was a child. Over the years, all the doctors in and outside the palace had looked at her, and they all found no cure.

Every time she had hope, then disappointment and finally despair, this feeling tortured her over and over again.

Zi Ning lowered his eyes in despair and said, "It's okay. Don't feel any psychological pressure. My leg is not easy to treat."

An Qien put down Zi Ning's trouser legs and said gently: "I'm going to prescribe a prescription for sister Zi Ning. In addition to taking medicine every day, she also needs to have an hour's injection. During this time, sister Zi Ning needs to be in An Mansion. I don't know if Zi Ning Is it convenient for Sister Ning?"

Zi Ning was a little embarrassed. She was a princess and could not leave the palace as freely as the prince. Besides, she also had leg problems. Her father and mother did not allow her to leave the palace privately. This time, Lu Bo secretly took her out.

Her legs could walk freely, but she looked unsightly when walking. Emperor Changshun thought it would be fine as long as it did not affect his health, so he never cared about it.

But girls love beauty, and every time Zi Ning grows older, she hopes that her legs will be like those of a normal woman.

She thought thoughtfully: "I want to discuss this with my brother, or I can tell my father about this. Can you stay in the palace for a while?"

An Qi'en couldn't refuse. Zi Ning was a princess and a member of the royal family, so naturally she could do whatever she arranged.

"Anything is fine, as long as it's convenient for you to treat your leg disease."

Zi Ning smiled happily: "You are so kind. No wonder my brother said, let me learn more from you."

An Qi'en smiled slightly: "Thank you."

In addition to looking at the legs, the two also chatted for a while. They became more and more like-minded, and Zi Ning's impression of An Qien became better and better...

When An Qi'en returned to the Hou Mansion, he told Mrs. Qiao and Qiao Jianghong that he was going to the palace to see Princess Zi Ning's leg problem.

The Hou Mansion couldn't stop this, so they just let her go.

Mrs. Qiao thought to herself that it was a joke that An Qi'en went to show the princess's legs and ended up with paralyzed legs. When the time comes for the Hou Mansion to come forward and bring the princess back, they will also gain a good reputation in Beijing as someone who will never leave her.

Her heart was getting happier and happier.

An Qien brought Qingbi and Bailu into the palace the next day. The accommodation conditions Zining arranged for them were very superior.

Everything is good, even the rewards given to the two maids are either rich jewelry or expensive fabrics and satins.

There are many good things that can't be seen outside. Qingbi and Bai Lu got a lot of good things from this trip to the palace, not to mention An Qien. Princess Zi Ning gave her a bunch of gold and silver jewelry.

She didn't lack these things and had declined them several times, but if she didn't accept them, Princess Zi Ning would be angry, so An Qi'en had to accept them.

On weekdays, except for giving Princess Zi Ning acupuncture, she always abides by her duties in the palace and never wanders around.

Sometimes Princess Zi Ning would take her around the palace for fear that she would get bored. Everyone in the palace, including the eunuchs and concubines, respected Princess Zi Ning very much.

Because she was the only daughter of Emperor Changshun, no one dared to give her face and had to obey her in everything. Because of Zi Ning, the people in the palace also respected An Qien very much.

The weather was cooler today, so Zi Ning took An Qi'en around for a walk. He met several concubines on the way, and they were all very enthusiastic about An Qi'en.

Concubine Jing was infertile and wanted to ask An Qi'en to check it out, but her relationship with the queen was not good. If it weren't for the fact that she had nothing to do, she would have been promoted to a noble concubine long ago.

She is Emperor Changshun's favorite concubine, and has been gaining momentum recently. If she has a son and a half, her position in the palace will be stable.

Zi Ning is a very straight person and refused directly in front of Concubine Jing: "Mrs. Qiao has already had a hard time giving me acupuncture on weekdays. There are so many imperial doctors in the palace, so Concubine Jing should find her own imperial doctor."

Concubine Jing was a few years older than An Qien when she was young. She had a beautiful waist, thin skin, and white skin. Her father was a general. She had won several battles recently. Her family had become more powerful, and her life in the palace became increasingly easy.

After being rejected by Zi Ning, Concubine Jing smiled calmly and didn't take it to heart. She turned around and returned to the palace. She asked her personal maid to notify her parents' family to put pressure on the Hou Mansion.

The maid also gave her some advice: "Madam, the prince of the Hou Mansion works as a toilet official in the palace. The work he does is dirty, tiring and hard, so let him suffer a little. Although Mrs. Qiao is making peace with her, the two of them are still together." We belong to the same family, the general is putting pressure on the Marquis Mansion, I think she will definitely come and show you her body."

Concubine Jing felt that what the maid said made sense and immediately ordered people to do it...

Qiao Jianghong was directing the eunuchs to work when suddenly a eunuch came over and said in a high-pitched voice with pride: "Prince Qiao, Concubine Jing has invited you."

Qiao Jianghong was shocked. He had never seen Concubine Jing before. This suddenly made him go over. His uneasiness reached its peak. He clasped his fists and asked respectfully: "Excuse me, father-in-law, what is it?"