A group of four people arrived at the south gate of the capital before dark.
At the door, the driver who picked up Shen Yufeng had been waiting for a long time.
They came over to salute Shen Yufeng.
Lu Ling looked at his back as he got into the carriage, clenched his fists, and shouted loudly before his body was about to sink into the carriage: "My lord, please wait a moment!"
Shen Yufeng paused, then quietly smiled proudly.
He knew that this woman must have another purpose.
Lu Ling stepped forward and said politely: "Thanks to the help of noble people, the common woman was able to reach Shangjing safely today. It's just that this is the first time for the common woman to come here. She is not familiar with the place. I don't know where there is a famous doctor in Beijing. Can you please help me?" A nobleman can point out a way for a common woman? A common woman would be grateful!"
When Shen Yufeng looked at Lu Ling's reverent and humble look, and listened to her speak like a common woman, he felt that she seemed to have changed.
The reason why Lu Ling became humble was that she was on someone else's territory, and she really had something to ask for.
She didn't know if Shen Yufeng would help her, so her heart pounded and she shook her hands involuntarily.
Shen Yufeng thought for a while and said: "Meeting is fate. In that case, I will point out someone to Madam."
The people next to Shen Yufeng's carriage were stunned when they heard that the prince claimed to be my subordinate, and wondered whether this woman had a special relationship with the prince? But the tone of their voices doesn’t sound like them either!
When Lu Ling heard that he was willing to help, he quickly thanked him.
Shen Yufeng called Jing Yu to whisper a few words in his ear, looked at Lu Ling again, then got into the carriage and left.
After Lu Ling watched the group leave, Jing Yu came over and said to her: "Mrs. Song, I will introduce you to a place to live first. I will bring a famous doctor to see you early tomorrow morning."
Lu Ling nodded quickly, and then went to a small courtyard with him.
The yard is secluded and pleasant, with beautiful scenery. It is more than enough to accommodate three or four people.
There was also a maid in the courtyard, and when she saw Jing Yu, she came over to greet him.
Lu Ling understood immediately.
Oh, spying on her!
Ha, this prince is very suspicious!
But she wasn't afraid at all. She didn't do anything wrong!
When she found the famous doctor and took him back to Yucheng, Weizhou, she naturally proved her innocence.
Before leaving, Jing Yu said to Lu Ling: "Mrs. Song, when you arrive in the capital, my master is willing to serve as a landlord. This girl's name is Xiaoqian. If you need anything, just ask her."
Lu Ling thought for a while and agreed.
Just leave some money behind when you leave.
After dinner that night, Xiaoqian smiled and boiled water for Lu Ling to take a bath.
Lu Ling took off his clothes again and found that almost a whole layer of skin had fallen off his inner thighs, and his pants had sunk deeply into his flesh.
The black blood dried and stained his pants.
She tugged on her pants, and the dried wound oozed blood again.
Fortunately, she still pretended to take the painkillers Shen Yufeng gave her.
I have to rely on this to survive these days.
She stood behind the screen to treat her wounds, but she didn't realize that a pair of eyes outside the door were staring at her closely!
At the entrance of the palace, Shen Yufeng got off the carriage and took the Four Treasures of the Study to see the emperor.
The emperor was reviewing the papers in the imperial study.
The emperor was only in his forties, but his health was not very good.
As soon as Shen Yufeng saluted, he coughed violently.
The great eunuch Fuhai hurriedly brought a bowl of brown soup.
Shen Yufeng stepped forward and expressed concern: "Father, you are tired, please pay attention to your health."
After the emperor finished drinking the medicine, his face seemed to look better.
He sat up straight and looked at Shen Yufeng, with majesty in his eyes, but a faint and distant smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I came back from Weizhou, are you satisfied with the place?"
Shen Yufeng bowed and said: "Weizhou is a very good place. I would like to thank my father."
He originally thought that the emperor would seal him to a barren and remote place.
The emperor nodded and asked again: "How is the construction of the palace?"
Shen Yufeng said: "Before I return to Beijing, the palace will be completed soon."
"Well, I have specially ordered people to build Prince Zhao's Mansion in Weizhou bigger than the one in the capital. From now on, you can feel free to govern there."
Shen Yufeng nodded.
The emperor meant that if King Zhao stayed away from the capital, his relationship with the prince might be able to ease.
"What worries me now is your marriage. Your first princess was not blessed and died early because she could not bear the royal favor... The most urgent task is to choose another princess for you." The emperor pressed his forehead and looked like Very uncomfortable.
Mentioning the first princess, a trace of sadness flashed in Shen Yufeng's eyes.
Destiny disappears before love arises.
"My son is destined to have no wife or children. I'm afraid I won't be able to marry a princess in this life."
"I have asked the fortune teller to search for a suitable person among the noble ladies of the aristocratic families in the capital. I believe that I will definitely find a woman who matches you."
Shen Yufeng smiled lightly.
None of the noble ladies from the aristocratic families in Beijing are pampered. Even if she does find a woman whose horoscope matches her, she will not be able to bear the coldness on her body.
"By the way, father," Shen Yufeng changed the subject, "My son went to Weizhou this time and brought you a set of study treasures."
"Oh, really?" There was a hint of joy in the emperor's eyes.
The little eunuch carried the four things up. Shen Yufeng introduced the pen, paper and inkstone in turn, and finally his eyes fell on the box containing ink.
The emperor looked very satisfied and played with the inkstone carved with dragon patterns for a long time.
Seeing Shen Yufeng's eyes fixed on the box, he couldn't help but ask: "Why, this ink is the finale?"
Shen Yufeng then raised his eyes and said in a low voice: "From what I've seen, the ink in this box is indeed of the highest quality."
Fuhai quickly opened the box and took out a stick of ink.
The emperor's eyes suddenly lit up, he carefully held it in his hand, and said happily: "It is really the best ink!"
Shen Yufeng looked at the other stick of ink in the box, and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why didn't he accept Lu Ling's wishes?
The emperor quickly asked Fuhai to practice ink, and he couldn't wait to give it a try.
Shen Yufeng felt a pity for some reason as he watched the delicate ink strip being rubbed away by a small layer in Fu Hai's hands.
I have the urge to rush forward and snatch it away...
What a nice ink stick, it was obviously for collection.
The emperor raised his head: "If you have nothing to do, please retreat first."
Shen Yufeng bowed his head and resigned.
As soon as he left the palace, Jing Yu was waiting there.
"Your Majesty, my subordinates have arranged for Mrs. Song. Xiaoqian will monitor her every move."
Shen Yufeng nodded, and Jing Yu remembered something and asked puzzledly: "Your Majesty, do we really want the imperial doctor given by the emperor to go to Yucheng?"
Shen Yufeng frowned at him and asked, "Does the imperial doctor dare to leave the capital privately without Father's order?"
Jing Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, are you going to ask Dr. Wang to find out the truth about Mrs. Song?"
Shen Yufeng smiled slightly: "Your brain is not rusty yet."
Then he got into the carriage.
Jing Yu dug his eyebrows with his fingers and whispered to himself: "This subordinate is only responsible for protecting the prince's safety, and there is no need to use his brain."
