At the bottom of April, the temperature gradually rises slowly, the cicadas chirp on the branches, the sun gently sprinkles on the ground, the golden light spreads, the begonia flowers in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the fish in the pond slowly rise to the surface, spitting bubbles in their mouths.

The flower grains sprinkled a few days ago also sprouted intermittently.

Qingling took the boiled medicine, walked to the soft couch, put the medicine on the table next to it, and instructed: "Miss, the medicine is boiled, hurry up and drink it while it's hot." ”

Smelling the unpleasant smell of the medicine, Wen Xian'an frowned, dozens of medicinal materials were mixed together and boiled, not only the smell was unpleasant, but even the smell was indescribable.

In the past few days, she has been drinking medicine every day, and even there is a faint smell of medicine on her body, so that as soon as she smells the smell, she feels sick to her stomach.

Wen Xian'an got up from the soft couch, picked up the medicine on the table, looked at it, and didn't stop talking.

Raising his eyes to look at Qingling in the distance, he muttered and said, "Qingling, can I not drink this medicine." ”

"Miss, this medicine is bitter and good for illness, the slave maid will go and get you some candied fruit, and after drinking the medicine, the bitterness of this medicine will naturally dissipate."

Wen Xian'an sighed, pinched his nose, and drank it all with the bowl.

took the candied fruit from Qingling's hand, and quickly took it in his mouth, and the two flavors collided, and I didn't know how to describe it for a while.

Today, Wen Xian'an wore a thin white skirt and a gauze coat on the outside, although the illness was not cured, her face was ruddy, and her complexion was much better.

Qingling led Wen Xian'an out of the courtyard.

The two walked through the long corridor, not far away, there was a small lake, and there was a pavilion in the middle of the lake, and Wen Xian'an sat down on the side of the pavilion with light support.

In the lake, a large area of lotus flowers is in full bloom, the lotus leaves are round, and the morning dew is blooming inside, and the dragonflies flutter their wings and stand firmly on the lotus leaves.

On the surface of the water, you can occasionally see fish jumping up and falling into the water, splashing layers of waves, and the scales emit a golden glow under the sun's rays.

Sparkling, rippling water, full of greenery, a breeze blowing on your face, you can smell the fragrance of lotus flowers.

Wen Xian'an leaned on the pillar, supported his head with both hands, and looked at the fish playing in the lake, so lively.

The lotus flowers in this lake also have a background, Wen Xian'an's mother, Ming'an, Zhao Zhiqing, was also a very popular beauty when she was young, how many people have broken through the door, and rich sons are vying for marriage.

An Zhiqing is gentle, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, loves cyan clothes, and his favorite is the lotus, but this temperament is also extremely arrogant, and he doesn't look at the people who come to propose marriage, and refuses one by one.

didn't expect it to be planted in her father's hands.

That year, An Zhiqing was seventeen years old, because he was naughty, he sneaked out of the house with the maid, and was stolen from the purse on the street, so he chased the thief for two streets, but his physical strength was limited after all, and he chased into a dead end, and even lost the thief.

Not only that, but also encountered a group of ruffians and hooligans, no matter how powerful An Zhiqing is, she is also a powerless woman, at this moment, her father Wen Cheng fell from the sky, beat away the ruffians and hooligans, and sent An Zhiqing back to the mansion by the way.

Although he was confined as soon as he returned home, An Zhiqing never regretted slipping out of the house.

Between the two, they are destined to meet in the dark.

Since An Zhiqing married into the Prime Minister's Mansion, Wen Cheng has asked the entire lake to be planted with lotus flowers, and the pavilion where she is located is also specially built for An Zhiqing to watch lotus flowers.

Wen Xian'an's memory of her mother is very vague, but she can vaguely remember that a gentle woman in a green shirt shook a fan and told her stories.

I still remember that when Wen Xian'an was four years old, she pulled her mother's sleeve and asked, "How did you get with my father?" ”

An Zhiqing smiled lightly, picked Wen Xian'an up, and said dotingly: "Your father and I started with appearance and ended with talent." ”

Wen Xian'an stretched her waist and basked in the sun for a while, feeling warm all over her body, but she felt a lot more comfortable.

In the palace.

Gu Hanjing stared at the position that should have been Wen Xian'an, but now he was sitting with Wen Xiaoxiao, shaking the wine glass in his hand, very puzzled.

Wen Xiaoxiao saw Gu Hanjing's gaze, thinking that she was looking at herself, her face turned red, and she smiled shyly.

Gu Zhanling naturally saw it, although it was a small palace banquet today, everyone who should have come came, and it wouldn't affect anything if he didn't come.

Although he is only a virtuous king now, if he can marry Wen Xian'an and get the support of the prime minister, then he will definitely be able to overthrow Gu Hanjing, and this throne does not have to be firmly grasped in his hands.

Gu Zhanling lowered his eyes, and under the sight of everyone, he walked to the hall, and the emperor put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at Gu Zhanling suspiciously, and asked, "What is the matter with King Xian." ”

"Back to my father, the minister did have something to ask for today, since the farewell of the previous day, the minister was deeply impressed by Miss Wen's talent, so he fell in love, hoping to get the approval of his father and give marriage to the minister."

Gu Hanjing's face was dark, full of gloom, what bullshit admiration means, it is nothing more than using her to gain power, such a clumsy line is embarrassing to come out.

Wen Zheng, who was sitting on the other side, his face changed.

Gu Hanjing clenched the wine glass in his hand, his emotions flickered, since this was the case, he had to fight back.

Gu Hanjing's face returned to calm, he smiled evilly, paced, walked slowly to Gu Zhanling's side, and said without humility or arrogance: "Father, this Miss Wen is talented, and her sons also have this intention." ”

"I didn't expect the two highnesses to have the same idea as the minister."

Lan Qingyun said with a smile on his face, this Wen Xian'an is also interested.

His Royal Highness the Prince, a prince, and a prince are all fighting for a Miss Wen, and the good show of these three men competing for one woman is wonderful.

The people below had different opinions, Wen Xiaoxiao pinched her handkerchief, remembered Gu Hanjing's eyes just now, knew that she would be wrong, and the jealousy in her eyes deepened a little, it was her Wen Xian'an, no one was here, and she was still out of the limelight.

Wen Cheng was silent, the status of the person on the stage was not something he could afford to provoke, and now he only hoped that the emperor would be able to suppress this matter.

The emperor had a calm face, and the emotions in his eyes were not easy to detect,

"It seems that this Miss Wen has good skills, and she let the three of you rush to give marriage."

There was no turning back from the bow, and none of the three of them would take a step back.

The emperor looked at Wen Cheng on the side and said slowly, "I don't know what Wen Aiqing thinks about this matter. ”

Although it is an inquiring tone, it is obviously a proposition, and if you are not careful, you will get into trouble, Wen Cheng was sweating on the top of her head, stood up, and replied: "The little girl is immoral and incompetent, it is everyone who has been promoted, the three people on the stage are all dragons and phoenixes among people, and the minister can't be the master." ”