Chapter 42: Above the Undercurrent (4)

Before Chu Jingwen calmed down, Meng Xilan had been by her side, and when she left, she assured her that she would come to see her again.

Chu Jingwen just shook his head when he heard this, and muttered, "I've already injured you, so don't worry about me anymore." Whether it's a blessing or a curse, let me face it alone. ”

Meng Xilan opened her lips lightly, wanting to say something more comforting, but she knew in her heart that no matter what she said now, she was the same pale and powerless. Therefore, Meng Xilan could only leave the General's Mansion with a wounded hand and a heavy heart and return to the Meng family.

Her sudden return surprised and delighted her family. However, when they saw her injured hand, everyone immediately turned from joy to surprise and was startled.

Meng Xilan didn't want to make a big fuss, so she found a reason for it lightly.

However, where would the elders believe that Old Lady Meng made her clear the ins and outs of her matter with a serious face.

Meng Xilan had no choice but to avoid the important and tell the whole story. Obviously, because his father and eldest brother were away, the family still knew nothing about Chu Jingwen's election as the crown princess. They'll find out tomorrow at the latest.

Mrs. Meng was shocked when she heard this, but who knows, the eldest uncle and aunt of the big house shook their heads again and again: "This is obviously a great good thing, and the Chu family is too dissatisfied...... It's really ignorant of how to live and die. ”

There was a hint of jealousy in their tones, which caused Meng Xilan to frown slightly.

The old lady also knew that they could not speak, so she sent them out. The two looked unhappy, but they didn't dare to say anything, and left stupidly.

There were only two of them left in the room, and Mrs. Meng looked at Meng Xilan for a while, sighed and said, "We can't manage this matter and can't manage it, so don't embarrass yourself anymore." Even if the crown prince is stubborn by nature, he is also the crown prince, and the position of the crown princess is very important, and it is not a position that everyone can easily obtain. ”

Actually, she still wanted to blame Meng Xilan in her heart.

She just left the palace recklessly, and she injured herself! only knows how to worry about others, but will not know that you feel sorry for yourself.

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes and was silent.

The position of the crown princess is certainly noble when it sounds. But this time and that time...... The prince who will not die in the catastrophe, no one can guarantee how long he will be lucky after that. Once the crown prince is deposed, the fate of the crown princess is naturally self-evident, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save her life.

"Grandmother, Jingwen is my best friend, I can't watch her jump into the fire pit and do nothing." Meng Xilan took a deep breath and said.

Old Mrs. Meng nodded clearly, held her uninjured hand, and said helplessly: "Grandmother knows that you feel uncomfortable, but we can't help it!" Today, you can hurt your hand for distress Jingwen, but what can you do? The decree made by the Queen Mother herself, even the emperor can't change it casually, let alone you? Lan'er, you have to understand that the emperor's mandate is the will of heaven, and no one can disobey it. Moreover, you have to think more about yourself, don't act recklessly, and don't get into trouble. ”

Every word that grandmother said hit Meng Xilan's heart hard.

yes, what can she do?

Sometimes acknowledging one's incompetence is more painful than discovering one's incompetence. Those things that had never happened in the previous life hit Meng Xilan's self-confidence one after another. She couldn't help but start to doubt herself, can she really change the established fate and history?

Before it got dark, Mrs. Meng sent someone to send Meng Xilan back to the palace.

Returning to the Queen Mother, Meng Xilan had to need a reason to explain herself.

Fortunately, Mrs. Meng thought of one for her in advance, and said that Qiao Huiyun's fetal gas was unstable, and she thought that she was going to give birth, so she couldn't rest assured.

The Queen Mother didn't seem to believe it, but didn't ask any further, and seeing that her hand was injured, she hurriedly summoned the imperial doctor to go over and show her.

The person sent by the Tai Hospital was Jiao Nianping's grandson, Jiao Changqing, who had just entered the Tai Hospital.

Jiao Changqing is the first time to come to the harem on an errand, there are many rules in the harem, he knows it very well, so when he diagnoses Meng Xilan's pulse, he is extremely cautious.

Although he is young, he has studied medicine with his grandfather since he was a child, and his medical skills are exquisite, and he is regarded as the best successor of the Jiao family's medical skills. In addition, he also has a delicate and handsome face like an ink painting, and he is one of the most beautiful men in the capital.

When Jiao Changqing checked Meng Xilan's hand injury, he asked the reason, and Zhu Lu replied a little perfunctorily: "My girl accidentally fell and touched the broken tea bowl on the ground with her palm. ”

Jiao Changqing glanced at Meng Xilan's palm, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he intuitively felt that they were not telling the truth.

Her wound was not big, but it was a little deep, and her flesh still had irregular edges, and at first glance she had torn and confronted people.

Jiao Changqing re-medicated her and told her not to get wet for the time being, nor to hold a pen and write. Finally, don't forget to remind her of the most important point, because the injury is in the palm of the hand, so after healing, it may leave a scar.

Meng Xilan didn't react when she heard this.

What does it matter if you leave a scar or not...... Maybe it's better, every time she sees this scar in the future, it reminds her of what powerlessness is.

The next day, Meng Xilan, who never cried out for illness, suddenly fell ill with a cold.

Jiao Changqing was once again ordered to diagnose Meng Xilan's pulse. Through the thick warm tent, he couldn't see the people inside, and could only see a slender white arm like a lotus root.

Jiao Changqing took out a tulle handkerchief, lightly covered Meng Xilan's wrist, stretched out his two fingers, and was about to take a pulse, when a beautiful female voice sounded, it was Meng Xilan in the tent who spoke: "I am sorry for you to open a prescription for me casually, I will be very grateful." ”

Jiao Changqing paused his hand, raised his eyes and looked at the figure in the warm tent, his expression puzzled.

Meng Xilan withdrew her arm and slowly sat up from the bed.

Jiao Changqing immediately got up, took a few steps back slightly, and said, "I don't know what the girl means?" ”

Meng Xilan didn't show up, and talked to him through the tent: "I do feel uncomfortable today, but I know that I am fine. ”

In fact, she was deliberately pretending to be sick. Because she was tired and panicked, she really didn't want to go out, she didn't want to see anyone, especially in front of the queen mother and the princess, pretending to be nothing.

Jiao Changqing's sword eyebrows frowned, "Whether there is any major problem with the girl's body still needs to be diagnosed in person before it can be considered safe." Moreover, I was ordered by the Queen Mother to take care of the girl, and I hope that the girl will cooperate. ”

Meng Xilan simply told the truth: "Actually, I'm not sick, I just don't want to go out, I just don't want to see people." Therefore, please make it convenient for you to do a little favor, and I will be very grateful. ”

Jiao Changqing's face changed slightly, and she only felt that her thoughts were a little ridiculous. A woman who is not sick and pretends to be sick is the most ridiculous.

"In any case, you have to check the girl's pulse, otherwise, you can't reply to the Queen Mother. Wouldn't it be better if the girl was really fine? Jiao Changqing still insisted.

Seeing that he was so stubborn, Meng Xilan raised her hand to lift the warm tent, revealing half of her face and said, "No one can cure the troubles in my heart." I just want to take a break and enjoy a moment of peace. Doctor benevolence, if you can solve the problems of the patients and heal the pain of the disease, why can't you help me a little bit? ”

Although only half of her face was exposed, Jiao Changqing could clearly see her slightly red and swollen eyes and a slightly tired expression.

He hesitated slightly, thinking to himself, she was only a half-grown child, maybe she was homesick.

"Okay, then let's prescribe medicine to the girl now."

Meng Xilan slowly put down the tent and thanked her in a shallow tone.