Concubine Xian was puzzled, what could happen to Rong Yue?
Could it be that the eldest prince's incident came to light and pushed Rong Yue out?
Thinking of this, Concubine Xian suddenly felt unhappy, and she couldn't bear to be cold-faced in front of Wei Cheng.
He asked tentatively: "Did Rong Yue do anything wrong?"
Wei Cheng felt that today's Concubine Xian was particularly strange. He took back his hand and said, "What can a little person like Rong Yue do? I went to Xianfu Palace today. I haven't sat in your palace for a long time, so I came to see you. The queen doesn't often take care of things, so most of the harem's affairs fall on you, which is very hard."
"Secondly, Rong Yue is six years old. It's time for me to give him a title. I've thought of a few and let you choose."
Concubine Xian was still overjoyed, so Wei Rongyue grabbed Xuan'e's lead and carried her to Wei Cheng.
"Father, I want to make my own choice."
"Rongyue! You are becoming more and more unruly." Concubine Xian frowned and scolded, "Where have you learned all the etiquette? Just let your father pick one. What does it look like to fight for it?"
Wei Rongyue pursed her lips. She was really torn. She wanted to see her father but didn't want to. When her father came, her mother and concubine became much stricter on her.
"Let her choose, let her choose, and she won't lose a piece of meat." Wei Cheng looked at Concubine Xian displeasedly, "It's just a title. We, Rong Yuegui, are princesses, let alone a small title. Even your future husband can be chosen at will among the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty!"
Concubine Xian's hand hidden under the table tightened the handkerchief, and she watched the heads of the big one and the small one touching each other. They each chose one of the three titles. She spoke so enthusiastically that she could not say anything to dissuade them.
This rule was broken by her Rong Yue. Even if she sat firmly in the concubine position and even had half of the power in the harem, the fact that she could no longer have children could not be changed. She was also a concubine. If something happened, her mother's family would Nor would she care about Rong Yue, a princess. As a mother, she always has a lot to consider.
Fortunately, the people serving in the house are all loyal servants, so there is no need to worry about this matter being exposed and exposing Rong Yue to the verbal and written criticism from the group of slanderous scholars in the previous dynasty.
Soon, Wei Rongyue's title was finalized, Princess Rongjin, enjoying wealth, wealth, clothing and food.
Although the imperial edict had not yet been issued, the serving maids smiled and saluted and congratulated him.
Wei Cheng was also happy to hear that, his daughter should have such a title, not to mention that Wei Rongyue was lively and intelligent, and since he had few heirs, he would naturally have more love for Rongyue.
"Fuhai, reward!"
The smiles on the faces of everyone who got the money were even more genuine.
After the meal, Wei Cheng took the people away.
As soon as he walked out of the door, he paused, hesitated for a moment, turned on his toes, and headed to the left.
Su Ying went to Concubine Xian and reported in a low voice, "Your Majesty, the Emperor has gone to the Summer Palace."
"Go and go." Concubine Xian was very happy because Wei Rongyue got the title, "My legs are on the emperor's body, how can I stop you wherever you go? Besides, I have a body like this..."
Seeing that the joy on Concubine Xian's face gradually faded, Su Ying kept silent, for fear of poking her master's scar again.
At that time, Ning Yuzhen didn't know that the emperor was coming, and was lying on the bed sickly.
I didn't feel anything was wrong during the day, but unexpectedly, I fell ill after eating. Fortunately, the imperial doctor paid me a visit.
Qilan handed the dark medicinal soup to Ning Yuzhen's mouth, put a few candied fruits on the handkerchief, and stuffed it into her master's mouth as soon as the medicinal soup was finished.
The strong bitter taste hit her nostrils, Ning Yuzhen frowned and turned her head to the side.
"It's too bitter. I don't want to drink it. I'll be fine after I sleep. What's the point of drinking this bitter medicine?"
Seeing the redness in her eyes due to the cold infection, Qilan felt distressed and helpless. When she was in Ning Mansion, it was difficult to get the young lady to drink medicine. Just letting the young lady take a sip would take a long time for a cup of tea. .
Qilan advised: "Young master, drink it. Drink it quickly. I have some candied fruit in my hand. You can eat it after drinking it. It won't be bitter."
No matter what Qilan said, Ning Yuzhen refused to turn her head around.
"What's wrong? Are you so sick?"
The sudden sound of a man's voice startled both the master and the servant.
Ning Yuzhen took a closer look and saw that the emperor was standing by the screen, looking straight at her with a pair of phoenix eyes.
She hurriedly wanted to get out of bed and salute, but Wei Cheng took two quick steps and tucked her back into the quilt.
Touching the scalding temperature, he scolded: "Why don't you take medicine when you're burned like this?"
When one is sick, one feels doubly vulnerable, and since her parents are not around, Ning Yuzhen has tears in her eyes, but she pretends to be strong and raises her hand to wipe away the tears.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he could not hide the choking in his words.
"I don't like drinking this bitter medicine." Ning Yuzhen stretched out her weak, boneless hand and pushed Wei Cheng out. "Your Majesty, please stay away from me, so as not to be infected with illness."
Wei Cheng raised his lips and smiled, holding Ning Yuzhen's hand and sitting on the edge of the bed.
"I am the True Dragon Emperor. If I am afraid that your little illness will be laughed at by thousands of people if word spreads about it?" He took the medicinal soup from Qilan's hand, took a spoonful, and poured it into Ning Yuzhen's mouth. He drank it while watching.
Ning Yuzhen's beautiful eyes widened, she was so shocked that she forgot her dignity, "This... this is my medicine, how can the emperor drink it if he is not sick!"
Wei Cheng raised his eyebrows and said, "I've tasted it for you. It's not bitter. Drink it quickly."
Now Ning Yuzhen had to drink even if she didn't want to drink anymore. She picked up the bowl, tilted her head back, and drank all the medicine in one go, resisting the bitter taste.
She swore that she would not harm her body. The medicine was so bitter.
Even after some recollection, I should have never offended anyone from Taiyin Hospital.
Putting down the bowl, a small face with facial features wrinkled by the pain of the medicine appeared in front of Wei Cheng. He smiled and stuffed the candied fruit into her mouth.
Qilan, who was watching, lowered her head, but observed with her peripheral vision, she seemed to be able to see a bit of doting in the emperor's smile.
The sweet taste of candied fruit quickly dissipated the remaining bitter taste in her mouth, and Ning Yuzhen suddenly felt refreshed.
"The emperor deceived his concubines." Ning Yuzhen complained with a plaintive face, "This medicine is obviously very bitter."
Wei Cheng looked into her clear eyes and felt that the purest lake in the world was nothing more than this.
"A gentleman's business is not called lying." He smiled and said: "I have asked the Jingshifang to change the carriage. You don't have to worry about drinking bitter medicine until winter."
After hearing this, everyone will feel warm in their hearts.
Ning Yuzhen thought: A man with a harem of three thousand beauties and a noble man, but because of your discomfort, he changed the rules. It seems natural that a young lady from an aristocratic family who has never met her husband would have her heart fluttering towards the emperor. .
After drinking the medicine, her tired body became much more relaxed, and Ning Yuzhen also gained some energy. Wei Cheng asked her questions, and when the two of them were chatting back and forth, Fuhai came.
