It is not a general person to be able to serve as the doctor of Sui'anhou Mansion, and it is more than enough to deal with this small injury on Xiutan's forehead.

Jiang Changxi is not worried that the government doctor will not handle it well, he just wants to see it with his own eyes and have a bottom in his heart.

Seeing that it was really just a small bump, but it looked more serious, Jiang Changxi breathed a sigh of relief, "How dare you be so cruel to yourself, doesn't it hurt?" ”

took the medicine left by the house doctor and looked at it, there was nothing abnormal, Jiang Changxi dared to use it for Xiutan: "Aren't you afraid that this wound will be big, and it will leave a scar when the time comes?" Even on the forehead, a scar is always a pimple: "Girl's family, you still have to cherish your face." ”

"The slave is afraid that she will miss the girl's business." Xiutan shirked and didn't want Jiang Changxi to do it, but if she was stubborn, she couldn't resist Jiang Changxi, so she had to give up and sit obediently and let Jiang Changxi move: "Besides, there is no girl here." The girl is a miracle doctor alive, and the bone plague can be cured, not to mention the small wound on the slave's forehead. ”

Xiutan's little appearance full of trust and smugness was really clever, Jiang Changxi was amused by her: "Yes, yes, with me, I will definitely not let you have a scar." You use this medicine first, and I'll get you some jade skin cream to use later, and when the scab comes off, I will ensure that there is no scar. At that time, our Xiutan will be beautiful again. ”

"Oh, the girl laughed at me." Covering his face that was pinched by Jiang Changxi, Xiutan was quietly ashamed, and the roots of her ears were red.

Coming out of Xiutan's room, there was no one around, and Qingrong asked Jiang Changxi what to do with the clothes sent by Jiang Wu's family.

Not to mention that this dress is dirty, it is not necessary to wear it after the old lady's place, just because it was given by Jiang Wu's family, it is impossible for Jiang Changxi to wear it without any guilt.

"Send it to the study." Jiang Changxi glanced at the clothes and said lightly.

Yifang Pavilion also has a study, which is divided into two rooms inside and outside with bookshelves about the size of a wall.

The outer study room is an ordinary study style, with bookcase seats, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and all the things that should be available.

On the left side of the bookcase is the bookshelf, which is full of medical books and pharmacopoeias collected by Jiang Changxi, most of the books are classified and neatly placed, and a small part is crooked and placed in a mess.

There is a thick curtain behind the bookshelf, and you can't see what is going on inside until you go around and open the curtain.

That's the inner study.

The study room in Yifang Pavilion was usually cleaned by Qingrong and Xiutan in turn, and no one else was allowed to come near here.

Qingrong held the clothes, followed Jiang Changxi, and walked into the inner study.

As soon as you enter the inner study, you are faced with dark black drawers embedded in the wall on three sides, and the delicate and straight green bamboo pattern rises from the root of the wall, almost running through the drawer walls on three sides, lush and lifelike.

In addition to these huge number of drawers, there were only a few tables full of bottles and jars in the inner study, and medicine jars almost in a circle around the table.

"Let's get started." Jiang Changxi rolled up his sleeves and pushed the bottles and cans on the table to the side, and the clattering sound of the ceramic bottles and cans colliding was endless.

She pointed to the empty table, motioned for Qingrong to put his clothes there, and then took out a piece of paper and wrote a few lines of medicine names to Qingrong.

Qingrong took it as usual, walked to the drawer wall and began to look for the medicine Jiang Changxi wanted.

This time, it was busy until it was time for dinner, and Xiutan reminded the two of them of the time outside the study.

Because the inner study was not well lit, candles were lit as soon as they came in, and Jiang Changxi and Qingrong really didn't know that it was getting late outside.

When Jiang Changxi wrote the last word, he flicked the paper with his fingers, and the ink on the paper was almost dry.

Jiang Changxi folded the paper in half and handed it to Qingrong, "Let someone pass it to Master." ”

Qingrong nodded, and carefully took the piece of paper into his arms.

"Let's go eat first." Jiang Changxi smiled: "I'm hungry." ”

Not to mention that it's okay, Jiang Changxi mentioned that Qingrong did feel that his stomach was empty and he was a little hungry.

She followed Jiang Changxi out of the inner study, planning to wait for the news to be passed on after eating, and then come back to clean the inner study.

The night was deep and silent, and the lights of Yifang Pavilion were still on.

Qingrong got the news from Xin Ze overnight: "Girl." ”

"What did Master say?" Jiang Changxi was sorting out the embroidery thread. It's all newly sent by Han Wei, and she wants to sort it out into a style that works for her.

Qingrong heard her ask, opened the letter and looked at it, seemed to pause, and frowned slightly: "It seems to be attracting bees." ”

Jiang Changxi looked indifferent, as if he was not surprised: "Hmm." ”

For Jiang Changxi's surprise, Qingrong thoughtfully: "Girl, is she ready to do it?" "Even if you don't know what it is, you know it's not a good thing when you hear the name. Jiang Wu put this kind of thing in the girl's clothes, either to kill the girl, or to make a fool of the girl in front of everyone.

Qingrong's face was expressionless, and anger was brewing in his eyes.

If you dare to move the girl, you have to pass her first!

"Okay." Jiang Changxi was holding the embroidery thread in his hand and replied a little carelessly.

His mind was frantically searching for memories.

Attracting bees seems to be a means of southern Xinjiang.

Qingrong didn't hear anything from Jiang Changxi's words, frowned and lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Changxi suddenly said loudly: "Isn't there any news from Qingsong yet?" ”

"Hmm." Speaking of Qingsong, Qingrong's wrinkles deepened, and his heart was full of worry. But she didn't dare to tell Jiang Changxi.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little depressed, and neither of them spoke again.

Jiang Changxi suddenly became a little irritable, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

Qingsong ......

Fu Xingzhou......

Jiang Wu ......

Whew, none of them are worry-free.

The day soon came to the seventh day of the tenth month, the day when the second girl of the royal mansion of Pingrui County wore makeup.

Flower makeup is the day when the bride shows her dowry, relatives and friends add makeup, and the groom's family urges makeup, most of which are the affairs of the female dependents. On this day, only Jiang Wu and Jiang Changxi went to the county king's mansion.

The mother and daughter are one person and one carriage, which is also rare among the visitors.

But there has never been any secrets in the capital, everyone knows that Jiang Changxi is not born to the Jiang Wu family, and they also know that the Jiang Wu family married Anhou.

Today, the two of them came in separate cars, and everyone was neither surprised nor surprised.

Everyone knows that Jiang Changxi was given by the emperor to marry King Nanxiang, and I heard that it was King Nanxiang himself who asked for marriage, and everyone was speculating about King Nanxiang's heart for Jiang Changxi.

King Nanxiang is not easy to mess with, and naturally no one wants to provoke Shangjiang Changxi. In addition, today is a wedding banquet with makeup, the groom's family is still the Anguo Mansion, no one wants to touch anyone's moldy head, and everyone greets each other for a while, and those who say auspicious words say auspicious words, but they are also happy.

The eldest girl of the county king's mansion is in charge, the eldest girl is a hearty and atmospheric person, and she has the temperament and elegance of a wealthy dignitary in her gestures, whether she is facing the duchess or the county lord's lady, she can smile and smile with ease.

All the new guests must be brought before them one by one, who is the lady of the family, and who is the lady of the family......

"Mrs. Jiang, this is Lord Wen Shu, I often hear Ah Yu talk about you."

The Pingrui County Mansion and the Anguo Mansion have a very good personal relationship, don't say how the two elders are, the juniors almost all grew up together.

Although the eldest girl was busy with housework, she didn't forget to get closer to the second sister's future in-laws, so she naturally heard more about Jiang Changxi's name from An Zaoyu.

"Sister Ping is good." Ping is the surname of the ancestor of the prince of Pingrui County. "Just call me Changxi."

"Okay, I won't be polite to my sister, Mrs. and sister will eat tea and snacks and rest for a while." After greeting Jiang Changxi's mother and daughter here, Miss Ping ushered in another guest, busy like a spinning top.

Later, a lady proposed to go to see the second girl's dowry, and the eldest girl did not say anything, and smiled and led everyone to her sister's yard.

The palace of Pingrui County is full of lights, red silk is like a glow, jubilant, a group of people talk and laugh, and those who are familiar with each other and those who are not familiar with each other can get together and talk affectionately, which also makes Jiang Changxi breathtaking.

Soon arrived at the courtyard of the second girl.

The yard is not big, but it is also a rockery pavilion, which is exquisite everywhere. The first thing everyone saw was the large mahogany box that was almost piled up in the yard, and the lid of the box was lifted, revealing the clothes and jewelry that were neatly stacked inside. There is not only the dowry given to the second girl by the county king's mansion, but also the dowry sent by the Guogong Mansion.

This row of boxes, this box of dowry, is simply breathtaking, and at the same time, I can't help but be envious and jealous.

Someone couldn't help but sigh: "The second girl is really a blessing, this dowry is rich, and there are few girls in the capital who can compare with it." ”

The eldest girl laughed on the side, and said polite and modest words, leading everyone to the second girl in the house.

The second girl was also lively here, and most of the girls who had been friends with her earlier stayed here to talk to her, and Qin Mo was also among them.

This will bring another person to the big girl, and it will be even more lively to be crowded next to each other in the same room. In addition, it is a big day, and the ladies and girls always like to say something funny, which not only shows the closeness of their family to the county king's mansion, but also warms up the atmosphere so that it will not be embarrassing.

As soon as Jiang Changxi came in, Qin Mo saw her, whispered a word to the second girl, and she walked around.

"You're here." Qin Mo politely greeted Jiang Wu and took the opportunity to take Jiang Changxi away.

"An Zaoyu didn't come today." According to custom, the relatives of the groom's family are going to come to urge the makeup, but because An Zaoyu is friendly with the second girl, they just prepared a makeup gift.

Jiang Changxi nodded, indicating that he understood.

Neither of them saw Miss Ping's maid come in, nor did they notice when Miss Ping left, the room was crowded with people, and it was really impossible to see at a glance who was missing.

Therefore, Jiang Changxi didn't know that not long after Miss Ping left, Jiang Wu's family also left this place, and when he turned to the place of the Hanging Flower Gate, he met the old lady of the Marquis of Jing'an.

"Uncle is here to urge makeup!" The ladies and girls were playing the second girl's fun lively, and the maid who called out to the big girl outside was crisply announcing the good news.