Before Fu Yanci could answer, there were two knocks on the door.
"Your Highness, Miss Weiyang is here and has already arrived at the gate."
Nie Wenxun's eyes quickly flashed with amusement.
He walked around the room and sighed: "Oh, I really envy you for having soft jade in your arms. One is bright and the other is dark."
Fu Yanci snorted: "Are you envious of nephrite again?"
Nie Wenxun's chin was caressed by Nie Wenxun's folding fan unexpectedly. The other party smiled and said, "There is no beauty as beautiful as our Aci."
"If you are sick, go see the imperial doctor." Fu Yanci patted his hand away, opened the door and went out.
Nie Wenxun followed behind: "Don't let Tang Weiyang see this Buddhist hall. If she knows about Fu Yanmo, she will know about it."
Needless to say.
While talking, Tang Weiyang had already come in. When she saw Nie Wenxun, she raised her eyebrows: "Why is Prince Wenxun here?"
She didn't remember the relationship between Fu Yanci and Nie Wenxun. Who wouldn't want to hug Da Zhou's lap.
Even Fu Yanmo and Nie Wenxun were just acquaintances.
Of course, Tang Weiyang couldn't let Tang Weiyang know about their friendship, otherwise they would cause trouble again.
Nie Wenxun was very knowledgeable and took the initiative to step forward: "Hey, who is this little beauty? I was bored in the morning and came to visit His Highness Fu, who is also a guest of Xichu."
The first day of the new year is suitable for New Year greetings, but Nie Wenxun's visit to Fu Yanci is somewhat inappropriate no matter how you look at it.
Although Tang Weiyang was suspicious, he still saluted and said, "Your Highness Jin An, I am Tang Weiyang, the imperial physician accompanying the Third Highness."
"A beautiful woman has wonderful hands and a kind heart." Nie Wenxun closed the fan and immediately felt sick: "I just happen to feel unwell these past two days. Miss Tang, don't you mind giving me a pulse?"
"Your Highness—" Tang Weiyang glanced at Fu Yanci pretending to be embarrassed.
The purpose of her coming here today was not to treat Nie Wenxun.
However, it would be best if we could make friends with Nie Wenxun, so as to pave the way for His Highness the Crown Prince...
It's just that she can't act too warm. After all, she is still Fu Yanci's person.
How could Fu Yanci not know what she was thinking.
He suppressed a sneer and said: "I'm sweaty after getting up early to practice. I'll change my clothes. You can do it yourself."
He turned around and returned to his room, and Si Jue led Nie Wenxun and Tang Weiyang to the pavilion where they were waiting for guests.
Tang Weiyang smiled at Nie Wenxun: "Your Highness, let's go."
When the two of them arrived at the foot of the pavilion, the sun had already risen three poles.
Although Zhizi Mansion is cold, there is still a bit of a New Year atmosphere.
Si Jue ordered people to place fruit snacks on the table, and the arrangement was lively.
Tang Weiyang wore a new coat today, a gray short silver fox cloak, which made her look cold and clean.
As soon as she sat down, she made tea first. She was filled with heat and moved skillfully.
She actually looked like the mistress of the Proton Mansion.
"Miss Tang's hands are indeed wonderful. Not only can they cure diseases, they also look so beautiful when making tea."
A cup of green tea was placed in front of me, and the tea was fragrant.
Tang Weiyang had a smile on his face: "It's a pity that there is no good tea in Zhizi Mansion. Your Highness, if you were in the Dajing Palace, you would definitely have a more fragrant tea."
When she said this, she couldn't tell whether she meant Fu Yanmo's hospitality or Fu Yanci's.
But there was something Nie Wenxun didn’t understand.
There is no one around A Ci who treats him sincerely. This Tang Weiyang has been secretly involved with Fu Yanmo for a long time.
The more beautiful this kind of person smiles on the surface, the more dangerous they are secretly.
But Nie Wenxun quite likes going to the theater.
He picked up the tea and took a sip, nodded and praised: "The tea may not be the best, but it all depends on Miss Tang's skill in brewing tea. Good tea!"
Si Jue stood aside and couldn't help but turn his face away.
"As long as His Highness likes it," Tang Weiyang took it seriously and started chatting: "How long does Your Highness expect to stay in Xichu this time?"
"Undecided, I think I should return to the court in summer."
"So, I heard that His Majesty Xi Chu has approved the marriage between His Highness and Princess Cheng. Do you want to go back and prepare for the marriage?"
Nie Wenxun smiled and said nothing, focusing on an orange in the fruit bowl.
Tang Weiyang took the orange, gently opened it with bare hands, carefully removed the bag, and then handed it to Nie Wenxun.
"Your Highness."
When Nie Wenxun took it, he caressed Tang Weiyang's fingertips with his hand, looking frivolous and carefree.
"Hahahahaha, the girls from Dajing are good at caring for people. I haven't met such a sensible girl in a long time."
Speaking of Tang Weiyang, there are some merits.
At least she knew how to look, didn't rush forward, and spoke vaguely.
No wonder such a person could sneak into Fu Yanmo's bed.
Nie Wenxun took a bite of the orange and his mouth was full of juice before he answered her last question.
"Marrying a princess? It's just a title. There's no need to prepare too much. Just let the etiquette officer arrange it."
Obviously, she did not respond to the question of whether to get married immediately, which also made Cheng Jingyu unimportant.
Tang Weiyang was satisfied: "Yes, everyone knows that Princess Cheng's temperament has been growing up since she was a child, and she must be given the ostentation."
She was satisfied with Nie Wenxun's contempt for Cheng Jingyu.
That bitch is such a charlatan, she still thinks that all men are surrounding her?
She was just waving, but didn't Prince Wenxun praise her so much?
Without the title of princess, Cheng Jingyu is nothing!
"These princesses and princesses are not as good as Miss Tang. You are caring and caring. Fu Yanci must be very precious to you, right?"
"Your Highness is joking," Tang Weiyang glanced at Si Jue. Seeing that he was standing far away, she whispered: "I am just a monarch and a minister responsible for Your Highness."
Look, you really talk to people when you see them.
Nie Wenxun stretched out his hand: "Then I have benefited from the glory today, please help me."
His hands are green and white, with thin calluses on the fingertips, but they are slender and beautiful.
Tang Weiyang held the upper pulse, placing her slender fingertips on it, petite but exquisite.
What could be wrong with Nie Wenxun? His pulse was very normal.
Everyone knew it well, so Tang Weiyang stayed on his wrist for a while.
Finally, she put down Nie Wenxun's sleeves and smiled: "Your Highness is in good health, but his Tiangan is a little weak. How about Weiyang prescribes some liver-clearing supplements later?"
"So there is Miss Laotang."
At this time, Fu Yanci also came over, and Nie Wenxun looked at him with a look that said, "There's something special about you, this green plum."
Fu Yanci seemed to have never heard of it.
He knows the virtues of these two people, but he is just pretending to be a snake here.
He didn't like to watch, so he lingered for a long time.
"Your Highness, Prince Wenxun is fine, but I haven't seen your body for a long time. Can Weiyang take your pulse?"
Fu Yanci also had this intention.
He had detoxified before, but his body had not returned to stability.
I have been practicing for almost a month now and am completely healed.
It’s time to find something for Fu Yanmo to do.
He offered his wrist.
Tang Weiyang was overjoyed, but after putting her hand on her for a while, her expression became increasingly ugly.
Even to the point of being a little livid.
Fu Yanci's pulse was so calm that it frightened her!
She didn't seem to believe it. After repeated diagnoses, she couldn't help but murmured: "How... is this possible?"
