Princess Rouhui was full of emotion and sighed: "Although you say that you are only to cheer everyone up, this lotus still has to be given." Quanfu, send me lotus first. ”

The eunuch beside Rouhui immediately bowed down and took out a lotus flower and sent the lotus flower on behalf of Princess Rouhui.

In the previous performance, Princess Rouhui had been watching silently, and at most she praised a few words, but she didn't send a lotus, this is the first time to make a move.

Suddenly, there was an endless stream of people who came to send lotus flowers, and almost everyone sent lotus flowers.

Wei Qiao's eyes were even more colorful, today's matter, he wants to go home and tell his second brother about it.

The painting is born from the heart, this painting has a strong and arrogant backbone, his sister-in-law who has not passed the door, is not as weak and deceitful as the legend, it seems to be an excellent one, the second brother's previous worries can be invalidated.

The people who lined up to deliver the lotus flowers took half a day to walk away, and the lotus flowers in front of Ling Xiao and the three of them were full of piles, and they didn't need to be counted to know that the three of them must be the leaders.

The eunuch Quanfu slowly lit the lotus flowers that Yan Qingge and they got, and when there were more than a dozen lotus flowers on the ground before they were counted, their number had already surpassed the highest person before, ranking first.

Suddenly, a loud and stingy shout came from the side: "Let Jean, hurry up and let Jean." ”

I saw a man covered in mud and water, holding a large handful of lotus flowers, running in in a very embarrassed manner.

I saw that the man's clothes were already soaked, wilted and hung on his body, and there was a lot of mud, and he looked like a drowning chicken. He was not too tall, and many of the lotus flowers in his hand were hastily uprooted, and they were dragged in by him with extremely long stems, almost next to the ground.

Half of his face was covered by lotus flowers, but the half of the smiling face exposed outside was no worse than the beautiful lotus flowers, and the romance was even better.

This person is Yan Xiuyu.

Yan Xiuyu looked at the eunuch who was lighting the lotus, ran to him in a few steps, threw the dozens of lotus flowers in his arms, and said loudly: "Count these too." ”

Princess Rouhui said helplessly: "Little Lord Yan, what are you doing strangely?" ”

Yan Xiuyu: "I just saw that the lotus flowers in the big urn were almost finished, I'm afraid that many people who wanted to cast lotus flowers for their three sisters and sisters didn't get them, so I quickly went out and picked some to make up for it, right?" ”

Because Yan Qingge and the others were the last to perform, the big urn full of lotus flowers for everyone to vote for was indeed empty. However, those who did not receive it did not.

Princess Rouhui rubbed her temples with a headache, knowing that she couldn't make sense with Yan Xiuyu, she said helplessly: "That's it, anyway, their lotus number is enough for the first place, no matter how much you add it, it's the same." ”

Yan Xiuyu laughed happily, he was even happier than he had won the first place, and returned to his seat with steps.

He was only halfway away, and Quan Fu hurriedly walked over, took out a snow-white handkerchief from his sleeve, and said, "Little Lord Yan, where are your shoes?" ”

Only then did everyone pay attention to Yan Xiuyu's feet, only to see that he was barefoot, and his right foot was cut a lot, and every step he took left a bloody footprint.

The lotus pond has been planted for many years, leaving a lot of residual stems in the silt, Yan Xiuyu doesn't know what's going on, when he dragged the lotus, he actually scratched his foot, and he didn't know anything about it.

Princess Rouhui saw that he was injured, and hurriedly said, "Quickly take the little prince Yan down to change clothes and heal his injuries." ”

Yan Xiuyu's two scholars heard the call and hurriedly ran in, first pressing the wound on his foot with the handkerchief handed by Quan Fu before carrying the awkward Yan Xiuyu away.

Because of this incident, many people are talking about it.

Yan Qingge sat on a noble lady's seat near him, and there was a humanitarian: "The little prince of Yanwangfu is also pitiful, he didn't know the pain when he was born, and he didn't know how many Langzhong he had watched, but none of them could be optimistic, only that it was a weakness brought by the womb." It was also the Bodhisattva's mercy that made him grow so big, and his life will be more troubled in the future. ”

Yan Qingge was stunned, pricked up his ears carefully, and the other lady said: "It's also true, for example, when you are sick, ordinary people are sick, you can always tell where it hurts and where it is uncomfortable, so that you can prescribe the right medicine, but he is different, and there is no rule of law." ”

"That's right! Ignorant and fearless, just because he doesn't know what pain feels like, he has developed the current character of not being afraid of heaven and earth. Lord Yan is charitable, cherishes his younger brother, and follows his ass every day to clean up the mess. But when he grows up and gets married in the future, if he marries a wife who can't suppress him, and then calls him so nonsense, will it be troublesome? ”

Yan Qingge's heart was filled with an indescribable feeling, she couldn't imagine that Yan Xiuyu still had such a strange disease.

I can't complain that he never cries, I can't complain that he had so many steel thorns on his body last time, and he is the same as no one else, and he can't complain that the soles of his feet are cut today, and he has shed so much blood, and he didn't notice it.

Yan Xiuyu's illness is not a secret in the aristocratic family in the capital, and no one usually talks about it.

A banquet was full of joy for the guests and hosts, and in the end, someone was injured, whether it was beautiful or not, a lady who was bent on the princess Rouhui stood up and offered a plan: "Your Royal Highness Princess, the concubine knows that there is a miracle doctor in Beijing, and he is the best at treating incurable diseases. My family official has some friendship with him, and after returning to Beijing, he asked the divine doctor to come to the door and see the illness of the little prince Yan. ”

Princess Rouhui asked, "Which miracle doctor is it?" ”

"That divine doctor is called Ouyang Shaoming." The lady said respectfully.

"It turned out to be him, I heard some imperial doctors in the palace talk about him, only listening to reputation, but he has some ability. Let's give it a try. Princess Rouhui nodded.

The lady agreed, and smiled all over her face. Yan Xiuyu is the eldest princess's brother-in-law, and Princess Rouhui and the eldest princess are sisters. However, Ouyang Shaoming has a strange personality and is very difficult to invite, and her husband is a little thin in front of Ouyang Shaoming. Asking Ouyang Shaoming to diagnose people is a unique achievement, and others can't learn it.

Yan Qingge, whether before or after his rebirth, didn't know that there was a divine doctor named Ouyang Shaoming in the capital. But listening to Princess Rouhui's tone, this miracle doctor is quite good. It may also be that this Ouyang Shaoming is indeed a master of Shenlong, who only treats patients at the top of the real aristocracy, and it is common for her not to hear of it.

Before the banquet ended, the princess gave the reward to Yan Qingge and the others.

Ning Minzhi insisted on not wanting to, Yan Qingge persuaded her in every possible way, and she took the little jade cicada as a souvenir. Ling Xiao only likes the general's buckle, saying that it can be used as a decoration to press the corners of the skirt, which is more in love with her than an ordinary jade butterfly or something. The remaining set of coral red wine vessels and the golden ruyi were left by them to Yan Qingge.

Although the set of wine vessels is not small, and Jin Ruyi is also barefoot real gold, but the value is similar to that of Ruyi Buckle and Little Jade Cicada, Yan Qingge is not polite to them, and accepts it.

After the banquet was dispersed, many teenagers returned to Beijing overnight and did not stay overnight in Zhuangzi. The moonlight is just right, and they walk together, but it is elegant.

Yan Qingge, Ning Minzhi, and Ling Xiao walked slowly towards their residence from the lotus pond, and when they were about to reach a road out of Zhuangzi, they found a woman standing in front of them. They didn't know the girl, but they recognized her as having performed at the banquet.

The woman looked up at a section of the road, as if waiting for someone.

The maid beside the woman suddenly spoke: "Miss, it's the third son of Wei who is here." ”

On the road over there, a horse trotted over, and the person on the horse was Wei Qiao.

The maid stepped forward a few steps, stood in the middle of the road, stopped Wei Qiao, and said, "Third Master Wei, our young lady has something to say to you." ”

Wei Qiao reined in the horse, looked at the girl who was waiting, turned over and dismounted very politely, and asked, "What does the young lady have to say to Wei someone?" ”

The woman's voice carried a faint request and sorrow, and said, "I heard my brother at home say that the third prince of Wei didn't fancy anyone at today's dinner, but is it true?" ”

"Yes!" Wei Qiao recognized this girl as one of the women in the family who made him look at him, and replied simply.

"Why?" The woman asked unwillingly, she thought that her talent in tonight's show was very good, her manners were extremely decent, and her appearance was also excellent, why didn't Wei Qiao look down on her.

"Just because I offer lotus flowers to Lord Yan, none of you can offer together, so I can't choose. I am the third son in the family, the eldest brother and the second brother are full of talents, my father is in the prime of life, and the family is harmonious and beautiful. The wife to marry is the third lady who can listen to the whole family, and what the husband does, he will immediately follow what he does, and the most important thing is not to have taste and ability. Now, you get it? Wei Qiao explained in a good voice.

When the girl heard this, her face was as white as a piece of paper, her hands and feet were cold, and she was unsteady on her feet.

She didn't expect that she would lose in this little thing. It is rumored outside that the Wei family favors the third son the most, and may even bypass the eldest and second son and pass the title to him, which makes Wei Qiao's worth rise again and again. But she didn't expect that Wei Qiao himself was obscure and didn't want to get involved.

Wei Qiao did it, there is nothing wrong.

But the more this is the case, the better Wei Qiao's image in her heart. Not fighting, not jealous, broad-minded, coupled with such appearance and talent, and extremely gentle to others, how many good sons in the world can be found? Even if he doesn't have a family title, he will definitely be able to earn supreme glory on his own in the future.

She looked at Wei Qiao's back as she left with a horse, and regretted it, why did she miss such a good person because of the little caution in her heart. In the future, no matter who she marries, she will not be happy, because deep in her heart, she has been branded with the indelible shadow of Wei Qiao.

Yan Qingge, Ling Xiao and Ning Minzhi, who watched a good show in vain, tiptoed and left in a detour.

Walking out of the distance, the three of them exhaled deeply, you look at me, I see you laugh.

Yan Qingge said with a smile: "Sister Minzhi will be blessed in the future." ”

Just look at Wei Qiao's character, you can know how good the Wei family is, and Ning Minzhi will do her best in the days when she marries.

Ning Minzhi's face flushed with two clusters: "My sister will be more blessed in the future." ”