The old man didn't look back, he grabbed the medicine carefully, "You stinky boy, you haven't come here for ten days and half a month, why are you here today?" ”

The old man grabbed a handful of angelica and put it in the medicine stove, then slowly turned around, and walked towards them on his back with a cane.

The beard on the old man's chin was already very long, and his every move seemed to be slowed down, and time was gently delayed, and there was no limit to the years.

The wrinkles on the old man's face were written with the vicissitudes of life, and he smiled gently and kindly, "The princess can't control her appetite at a young age, and you should be more reliable, third prince." ”

Chu Xuan's hand around Ling Mei tightened, but surprisingly did not refute, as if a low smile overflowed from his chest, and his voice was sultry, "It's my fault." ”

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Fortunately, the princess has good body and bones, and it doesn't have any effect, I'll go get you some hawthorn pills." ”

Ling Mei was put on a chair by Chu Xuan, and a small head poked out from Chu Xuan's side to look at the peaceful old man.

Chu Xuan rubbed her hair, and the originally crooked bun was a little scattered, "This is Zhang Yizheng of the Tai Hospital in the palace in the past, known as the wonderful hand rejuvenation, my biological mother died early, and I was able to survive later thanks to Zhang Yizheng's care." ”

The original owner had heard of this person in his memory, Zhang Yizheng, known as a miracle doctor, and his poison art was also a must.

It is said that this Zhang Yizheng found a woman in the rivers and lakes in his later years to pass on the mantle, but this rumor is ethereal after all, because no one has ever seen Zhang Yizheng's so-called apprentice.

Ling Mei had just eaten too much and had some unbearable abdominal pain, but she was an immortal soul, and the pain was fleeting.

Ling Mei delicately buckled the glutinous rice skin outside the hawthorn ball, which was very difficult to peel.

Ling Mei raised her eyes, pursed her lips, and handed the hawthorn pill to Chu Xuan, "I can't peel it off." ”

Chu Xuan cleaned his hands elegantly before taking it slowly, with a slightly curved arc at the corner of his lips, "This is edible." ”

But it is carefully peeled off the outer layer of sugar coating.

A plain hand moved slightly, as if it was still itching and tangled in the glutinous rice skin.

Ling Mei tilted her head, between the eyebrows of the distant mountains, her kind words were freehand, and she smiled lightly, "I thought it was paper." ”

Chu Xuan peeled off the one in his hand and handed it to Ling Mei, sweet and sour, but it was also excellent for consumption after cooking.

Well, it's still better with glutinous rice skin.

……

The next day, the emperor issued an edict, and Hatsune, the Marquis of Anguo, entered the East Palace.

The father-in-law announced the decree and read: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said, the second daughter of the Marquis of Anguo's mansion Hatsune, dignified and virtuous, gentle and obedient, Kexian Neize, can be the concubine of the East Palace, it is advisable to order the department, choose the day to ordain, and Qin this." ”

The person who knelt on the ground in the Marquis of Anguo's mansion, Ning Chuyin raised his hands above his head, there was no trace of discoloration at the bottom of his eyes, he was still as elegant as an orchid, and his voice was a little soft, "The courtier takes the order." ”

When Ning Chuyin came to look for Luo Yu, it happened that Chu Xuan was also there.

Ning Chuyin lifted the skirt of the palace dress and walked very slowly, hiding a bit of coldness in his voice, "Even if the military generals don't pay attention, men shouldn't go in and out of the women's boudoir at will." ”

Ling Mei looked back at her, Ning Chuyin can be said to be a model of a woman in a family in this era, a woman like a grass and a chrysanthemum.

has all the highest requirements for women's morality in this era, lenient to others, strict with self-discipline.

Ling Mei had never seen her so sharp.

Ling Mei put down the chess in her hand, "Know? ”。

Chu Xuan frowned, "I don't know." ”