Seeing that Mingyue's face was displeased, Bizhen hurriedly explained: "Lord Qin is very kind to you, Lu Yixuan is just an old acquaintance, and now he can't tolerate his delusions, adults are not ungrateful and half-hearted." She was telling the truth, Qin Zheng was very "dead-eyed", since he decided that Mingyue would never abandon her and bear her.

"Half-hearted?" The little princess grinned, "Of course he won't and won't dare, but Bengong doesn't like his eyes, his thoughts, as long as there is a little bit of Lu Yixuan, Bengong feels that it is an eyesore." Mingyue inevitably gritted her teeth, even if she knew that Qin Zheng's wife was the only one and her, she still couldn't tolerate flaws, and the little princess had an almost crazy possessiveness rotten in her bones, "When will the little imperial uncle in this palace return to Shengjing?" ”

"The prince is busy with the queen mother's birthday." The implication is that there is no such hurry.

"That's right," Mingyue gently stroked her lower abdomen and could feel the subtle dynamics of the child inside, she had the pride and satisfaction of being a mother, "Then give Qin Zheng another dose of 'medicine'." ”

The smile in Mingyue's eyes made Bizhen feel creepy.

Two sparse light snowfalls in Shengjing City, and the air is clearer and clearer after the snow.

Lu Yixuan listened to the gossip of the green kite from the little sisters of each family and courtyard, and now only their master and servant are very idle in the Wei State Mansion, especially she doesn't like to clean the yard spotlessly, and the colorful vegetables make people feel that time is like a white horse passing by.

If there is nothing to worry about, it is a good time in the world.

Lu Yixin rarely experienced such a leisurely experience.

It's just that the green kite is bitter, the east family sent Ayaluo, and the west family sent silk, all of which are either rich or expensive, gold and silver jewelry that is changing methods and excuses, and now the Wei Mansion is climbing to the little prince of Feng, and it is even more amazing to stand up to the sky.

Lu Yixuan tied his shirt tightly to wipe the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and as soon as he poured the well water into the wooden basin, he saw the green kite hurriedly running into the garden, holding a scroll in his arms.

"This is what the sixth master just sent two of his subordinates to send." She was curious.

It's a scroll of paintings.

Lu Yixuan already had a clear idea: "It must be commissioned by a literary artist." On that day, she was a young painter in Songfeng.

"Illustrator?" Qing Kite has heard of it, and she is skilled in technique and painting, "The slave knows that he is a Danqing wonderful brush," she saw Lu Yixuan slowly pulling open the scroll and leaned over curiously to take a look, "Ah, this is ...... Isn't this a quiet concubine? ”

The beauty in the picture is a little pink and delicate, wearing a blue and blue skirt just like the fairy in the fog in the distant mountains, looking at the appearance of dressing up the hairstyle or just entering the palace, holding a small fan fluttering butterflies vividly, yes, the concubine is given at the end of summer.

"This should be the portrait of every show girl who enters the palace and asks the painter to frame it to submit to His Majesty for selection, why did he send it here?" The green kite was puzzled.

Lu Yixuan glanced at it, but rolled up the scroll and stuffed it into the arms of the green kite: "It's burned." ”

"Scare?" The maid was confused, and when she turned her head, Miss Lu had already hurried out of the house.

Is there any mystery to this painting?

The green kite turned over and over and didn't notice anything abnormal, but she was not surprised by Lu Yixuan's mystery, she didn't dare to be sloppy, and hurriedly threw the wonderful pen Danqing into the brazier.

Lu Yixuan drove the carriage from the palace and went straight to the hospital.

The courtyard is still green pine and red plum, and it is beautiful in a flash.

"Miss Lu." The old lady in the hall bumped into the medicine box with a pill box, "If you look for Gu Qingxun, it's a mistake, he asked Ning Fu to leave." Hu Liangtai greeted Lu Yixuan with a grin.

"Miss Ning Er?" Lu Yixuan thought of the girl who was wrapped like a little plum blossom.

Hu Liangtai smiled but did not speak, naturally.

"No, I'm not looking for him," Lu Yixuan pointed to the old lady's medicine box, "Are you going to the imperial study?" ”

The old lady touched her beard and looked worried: "No, I don't dare to slack off three times a day, it's my old man who can't help, Your Majesty's dragon health is the most important." "After many months, it has been good and bad, and the entire Tai Hospital is helpless, he said this, but he paused and took out a small package of herbs from the medicine box and stuffed it into Lu Yixuan's arms, "The old illness in Surabaya has not fully recovered, and new injuries have been added all the way to the west. ”

Hu Liangtai squeezed his eyebrows, and used the public for personal gain.

"Thank you, Doctor Hu." Lu Yixin was grateful, and for the first time, he felt that this old guy was quite humane.

"Don't thank me, the bad old man can't think of that much." He pointed to something, touched his goatee, and strode out of the hospital to the imperial study.

Who else could it be, who knew all about her pain, except for Feng Xiaowangye, there was no second.

That man is not in Shengjing City, but he can make you miss him all the time - playing tricks.

Lu Yi's belly slandered in his heart, but it was beautiful.

There are a lot of medicine boy slaves in the hospital, and they are busy sorting and cleaning up the medicinal materials collected from the north and south of the river, Zangqi Pavilion is a treasure chest, even the treasures that Dayan does not produce can also be found, the medicinal fragrance in the attic is heavy and heavy, hundreds of doses are mixed into a difficult taste, the medicine cabinet is stacked neatly, and the name of the medicine is marked in black and white.

Lu Yixuan glanced at a few cabinets with a glance and ten lines, and opened the wooden drawer with a clatter, the sun-dried medicinal herbs were strangely shaped with a dull color, she thought for a moment, and then heard footsteps outside-

"Miss Lu is here?" It's a little maid, and when she pushed the door open, she saw Lu Yixuan coming back to her senses, her eyes lit up and she smiled, "When the slave maid met Imperial Doctor Hu and said that you were in the Tai Hospital, Concubine Jing Niangniang instructed the slave maid to invite you to Weilan Pavilion." "Konomiya E's blessing body is respectfully invited.

"Concubine Jing?" Lu Yixuan was a little confused, and the invitation of the concubine could not be refused.

Xiao Gong'e was full of enthusiasm, saying that His Majesty's illness had improved, and the harem ladies were still in a good mood, taking advantage of the early sunshine of the snow to invite each other to taste tea in the garden, especially when she mentioned the demeanor of the little general of Zhengxi, she couldn't help but want to invite her to talk about the north and the south, after all, the delicate sparrows in the inner garden of the deep palace have not seen the vast world in this life.

Who has not had the girlish heart of riding a horse and Yang Fan when he was young, and how much he was eager and envious.

Not to mention that Concubine Jing has always had a good impression of this girl, and boasted to the ladies from time to time, Xiao Gong'e is even happier than Lu Yixuan, if she can be appreciated by the six palaces, she can also ascend to the sky in front of His Majesty.

The Duke of Wei doesn't know how many good fortunes have been cultivated in many lifetimes.

Weilan Pavilion is in the middle of the Yuqing Garden, the four corners of the long pavilion, the carved fence jade brick, the eaves are enough to outline the lifelike beast shape, there are tables and chairs in the pavilion, and there are several cups of tea on the case that the fruit plate is laid out in advance.

"Miss Lu in a moment." The maid retreated, and as soon as the flower skirt passed the corner, she heard the laughter of the women.

"Look, while I'm talking, our little general is waiting." Concubine Jing was delicate and pretty with a brocade handkerchief, and all the ladies in brocade clothes around her laughed.

It's a pity that the skin doesn't smile.

In addition to the concubines of each palace, there are also one or two little princesses, who look strange and cute with milky voices, and the concubines have a deep love for their sisters before and after a sister, and they all know that Jing Concubine is spoiling the six palaces, and no one wants to be guilty.

"Princess, be careful, otherwise Lord Qin will have to ask the teacher when he comes back." Concubine Jing doesn't like to have more rules, the rules make people and people unfamiliar with each other, she reached out and hugged Mingyue, who had a big belly, and was careful.

The surrounding ladies immediately understood and echoed with their voices.

"Yes, the colt can be spoiled very tightly by His Royal Highness."

"Lord Qin didn't expect it to be an infatuated species."

The topic of women is inseparable from gossip.

Lu Yixing saw that everyone went to the pavilion to salute one by one, since Mingyue got married, she rarely met, most of the time, the princess went in and out of the Horse Mansion, in her impression, Mingyue seemed to be still in the pear blossom rain that was not available in the palace bureau that day.

If you talk about infatuation, who is like her.

Lu Yixuan has always sighed for Mingyue, at least she got what she wanted, and now she looks at Her Royal Highness the princess who is round and jade, as long as others mention Qin Zheng, her eyes seem to bloom with starlight and happiness, love someone, eyes can't be deceived, her sincerity is 100%.

"General Lu Xiao doesn't have to be polite, please take a seat quickly." Mingyue waved her hand and twisted a small sour fruit into her mouth, chewing it slowly.

The eyes of the surrounding women are all plays, one is for tea, the other is for talking, and third, naturally they are happy to see if these two former "love rivals" will add a little leisure after tea and dinner.

After this conversation, Lu Yixuan unconsciously felt a little emotional about his situation of becoming a "harem female dependent", and thought about it, if he married Feng Xiaowangye, he was afraid that he would inevitably become the royal daughter-in-law, and these scenes were just trivial.

Miss Lujia lamented in her heart.

"I heard that Concubine Jing specially asked someone from Kanshui to find a warm jade to congratulate the Queen Mother on her birthday." Fu Zhaorong said with a smile, she is not very old, but she looks much calmer than Jing Concubine, it is the woman who broke the Feng Ming evil at Shenghua Point that day, and she sent the decoction medicine into the Golden Palace on that day to win the favor of His Majesty, "The Queen Mother likes to worship the Buddha and chant the scriptures, and her sister can still carve the Huayan Sutra in the warm jade, which will definitely win the love of the Empress Dowager Li." ”

"That's exactly what my sister said." Concubine Jing was overjoyed, "It's just that the Queen Mother, her old man, has seen a lot of treasures in the world in her life, so I can only be polite and affectionate." ”

"Not really." Concubine Shu agreed, she was the oldest and most dignified in this group of little girls, and her smile seemed to come out of the picture of a lady, "None of us are as important as Her Royal Highness the Princess." She pointed to the delicate daughter's lower abdomen, oh, spread out the leaves, this is the blood of the queen mother's relatives, and it just so happened that she might be able to be on the same day in the same month.

Joy on joy.

The ladies burst into laughter.

Bang Dong –

The lid of the white jade tea cup fell to the ground suddenly, and everyone exclaimed, only to see Princess Mingyue's trembling fingertips twitching, "Huh", the tea was dumped on the table, His Royal Highness's brows tightened, and some painful and uncontrollable expressions appeared on her face, she hugged her stomach and moaned: "Bizhen ......"