is also the maid who came over from the Prime Minister's Mansion, Su Yue, Zhilan, and Yushu were all busy serving Feng Huanling to change clothes and make up, and they were dressed up very brightly, but they held the prince's robe that they snatched from the other maids in the palace, and came to Long Yucang to smile softly.

"Miss, look at her ......"

Su Yue forgot to change her words in a hurry, and glared at Qixiang angrily and resentfully.

Feng Huanling also saw through the bronze mirror that Qixiang obviously intended to seduce Long Yucang, but she patted Su Yue's hand soothingly, signaling her to calm down.

"Lord Wang, please let the slave maid change your clothes."

Qixiang was born as beautiful as a flower, and she was deliberately dressed up to be even more glamorous, looking at the Cheyue King who was very handsome even if she was wearing a simple middle coat.

I didn't want Long Yucang to turn a deaf ear to the soft and charming voice, and the corners of his eyes didn't sweep the fragrance for half a minute, and walked straight behind Feng Huanling, and actually took the horn comb in Su Yue's hand, and personally combed three thousand green silk for her.

Mo said that a few maids were dumbfounded, and even Feng Huanling was stunned, stunned through the bronze mirror and Long Yucang's gentle water-like gaze, and his heart was full of complex emotions that could not be explained.

It wasn't until she had a good bun for Feng Huan Lingwan that Long Yucang pulled her to stand up, and asked with interest: "Is the lady willing to change her husband's clothes with her own hands?" ”

There were so many maids watching beside him, Feng Huanling didn't want to agree, but thinking of the tenderness that he had curled his hair for himself, and Qiqing who was eyeing him next to him, he finally nodded and took the dark red robe that Yushu had re-offered.

Yushu, who had never seen his master show such a gentle and childish smile, was stunned for a long time before letting go of his hand, and then took two steps back.

Alert as the wind, he naturally noticed the strange performance of Yushu's beard, but he pretended to tiptoe from behind to put on the outer robe for Long Yucang, and then turned to the front to tie the cumbersome belt.

Even when Yan Wushuang and Long Jingming were the most affectionate in their previous lives, they had never personally changed each other's hair and clothes like this, and she didn't feel anything wrong at that time, after all, these trivial matters have always been served by slaves.

But at this moment, she was holding the bun that Long Yucang had just tied with her own hands, and she was changing his clothes with her own hands, and a strange trickle filled Feng Huanling's heart.

Slightly warm, lightly sweet.

Long Yucang has never liked extravagance, and his diet on weekdays is also very simple and light, and he has returned to the palace since Yuanling Mountain and everything is still simple, usually only eating alone in the outer room of the bedroom or study. But on the first day of marrying the princess, he specially ordered that lunch be set up in the flowery flower hall.

Walking into the flower hall and seeing nearly 100 people standing in the empty field of the garden, Feng Huanling knew that this was to let the people of the whole mansion officially meet her, the princess who had just entered the door.

"This Nangong Mama is the nurse of this king, and she is in charge of the affairs of the palace."

Long Yucang, who was lonely and indifferent, only deliberately introduced the old man who stood at the forefront, and obviously his status was extraordinary.

"The old slave greets the princess."

Although Nangong Mama, who is nearly sixty years old, her hair is gray but her spirit is strong, and she is meticulous from grooming to etiquette, which is more rigorous than the teaching of Mama in the palace.

Feng Huanling just hooked the corners of her mouth and smiled indifferently at Nangong Mama, but Qixiang said: "Nangong Mama is old but she is still working hard for the palace, but fortunately, now that I have my master, Nangong Mama thinks that it won't be long before she can return to her hometown and live for a long time." ”

Nangong Mama's face changed slightly when she heard this, but she said calmly and politely: "If the princess is not afraid of being in charge of chores and hard work, the old slave is naturally willing to give up her seat earlier." ”

Qixiang ignored Su Yue's secret tug, and continued: "Don't worry, Mama, don't look at my master's ability to speak, but he was born with a clear mind and an abnormal intelligence, and he will definitely be able to be a good housewife." ”

Glancing at Qixiang, who seemed to be smiling innocently, Feng Huanling turned his gaze to Long Yucang.

No matter how detached Nangong Mama's identity is in the palace, she is just a slave after all, and what is the impact of Qixiang's arrogant remarks, Feng Huanling is more concerned about Long Yucang's reaction.

But he was still indifferent to himself, and even the curvature of the corners of his mouth that seemed to be smiling or not smiling had not changed a bit, as if he hadn't heard anything.

She still can't see through his mind after all.

"The old slave naturally does not doubt that the princess can be the head of the palace, as for the princess's dumb disease, the old slave has already invited the world's famous doctors to come to diagnose and treat it in accordance with the instructions of the prince, and it will be effective soon."

As a slave of the Nangong family, Nangong Mama has been accustomed to seeing the world since she was a child, and knows that Qixiang is not a good stubble, but she is not in a hurry to deal with it, and she no longer entangles with her, but looks directly at the prince and the princess.

"It's not early, please have dinner with the princess first, and the old slave will arrange for doctors from all sides to come to see the princess later."

Feng Huanling didn't expect that Long Yucang had already invited famous doctors all over the world, just to diagnose and treat his "dumb disease", did he really care so much for her?

Or, is there an unknown conspiracy and purpose behind this?

The crowd outside the flower hall dispersed, and in addition to Nangong Mama, there were only a few close maids left in the hall to serve the master.

"Lady, are you satisfied with today's meal?" Long Yucang personally helped Feng Huanling sit at the table, and then sat down beside her.

Su Yue was about to step forward to prepare dishes for Feng Huanling, Qixiang once again stepped forward regardless of etiquette, looking at the table full of exquisite dishes and smiling, "It seems that the chefs in the palace are really good, and the dishes are all my master's favorites, but I don't know if the taste can be caught in the master's delicate mouth." ”

As a dumb lady, Feng Huanling has not been treated well in the Prime Minister's Mansion since she was a child, and she knows that she is full of food and clothing, how can she ever have a pampering and picky mouth like Miss Yan?

But Qixiang said as if she was so difficult to serve, and she couldn't even get into these dishes that seemed to be comparable to the skills of an imperial chef.

"Don't misunderstand, Qixiang has never served the fourth miss before, so she mistakenly thinks that the princess has the same problem of picking her mouth as the eldest lady and the third lady. In fact, my young lady is never picky, not to mention that these dishes are so exquisite that they must be delicious. ”

Su Yue, who had been enduring for a long time, finally couldn't help but speak, she also knew that she was rude like this, but if Qixiang was allowed to go on like this, her young lady would not have to wait for lunch to run out, and the reputation of being arrogant and difficult to serve would spread throughout the palace.

"No hindrance, when this king marries a wife and comes back, he wants to be loved like a jewel. If the lady doesn't like these dishes, this king will change the batch of cooks. ”

Long Yucang still couldn't tell the joy and anger no matter how he looked and his voice, and when he looked at Feng Huanling, he was even a little more gentle and spoiled.

Qixiang originally wanted to make King Cheyue feel that the fourth lady didn't know what to do, and even the dishes carefully prepared by the chef in the house were picky, and then became suspicious of it. Who would have thought that the prince didn't care at all, and even said that if the princess didn't like it, he would change the cook.

Is it like a jewel?

Could it be that the fourth lady secretly learned some ghost, god and witch tricks, and used extraordinary means to confuse King Cheyue? Otherwise, how could the prince, who was as noble as the moon god, pamper and indulge her?

Don't say it's Qixiang, even Feng Huanling himself can't figure out what Long Yucang treats himself like a jewel, what the hell is it for.

After lunch, Nangong Mama really invited several doctors with different appearances, whether they were immortal in appearance or mediocre, they were all famous doctors in the world, and there were even medical immortals who had been hidden in Yuanling Mountain for many years and were known as the first holy hand of Guiyuan.

The name of the medical immortal has been famous in the Guiyuan Continent for a long time, Feng Huanling once thought that he might be an elder with crane hair and a childish face, but Cangyun who saw it with his own eyes had a cute baby face with a smile, it would be more appropriate to say that he was a medicine boy next to the medical immortal.

"This is my brother and sister, right?"

looks quite young, but Cangyun's tone is quite old.

"Yes, I still have to bother my brother to take a lot of trouble and cure the lady's dumb illness as soon as possible."

Seeing him like this, Feng Huanling also lowered his posture and bowed to Cang Yun, but he was weighing in his heart whether this medical immortal would see that his "dumb disease" had actually been "cured without cure"?

Cangyun only looked at Feng Huanling with burning eyes for a long time, except for "looking", "smelling, asking, and cutting" was useless, so he nodded and said: "Senior brother, don't worry, my brother and sister's dumb disease is not a big problem, I will prescribe a prescription later, and it will be cured in less than a month at most!" ”

Never dared to think that her master's natural disease could be cured, Su Yue immediately almost cried with joy, but Feng Huanling was a little suspicious in her heart, she couldn't figure out whether the medical fairy had already seen through herself, or did she really have the perfect confidence to cure her "dumb disease"?

"Thank you so much, brother."

The expressionless Long Yucang seemed to believe in Cangyun's words, and even ordered someone to send the other healers, leaving the medicine immortal alone.

"Lord, the old slave will take the princess to familiarize herself with the situation in the lower mansion."

Nangong Mama saw that the master was going to have a private conversation with the medical fairy, so she came forward at the right time and took the initiative to ask.

"Zhilan, Yushu, you guys should go with you. The summer is in full swing outside, so don't let the princess get hot, but things that are too cold can't let the princess drink too much, so as not to hurt her body. ”

Long Yucang advised, personally sent Feng Huanling out of the door before returning to the flower hall, and then dismissed the rest of the idlers, leaving him alone with the medical immortal.

On the other side, Nangong Mama led Feng Huanling to walk from the back house first, and the places she passed by would be briefly introduced, until she walked for nearly half a time, and then she found an octagonal pavilion to rest for a while under the mention of Qixiang.

In fact, Qixiang is not worried that Feng Huan is so hot that she is tired, but she always remembers the task assigned to her by the eldest lady, so that everyone in the palace thinks that the princess is an arrogant and difficult master.

"The princess should know that the prince is the youngest son of Emperor Ren and Empress Nangong, so he has lost his parents since he was a child, and he is quite lonely. The old slave said something disrespectful, and he has always treated the prince as his own son, so even if you are the master, the princess, and the old man is a slave, if the princess has any misdeeds or is sorry for the prince, the old slave will not condone it. ”

Nangong Mama's posture at the moment really seems to be the mother of King Cheyue, the love for her son is very real, and her dislike for her daughter-in-law as a mother-in-law is not false.

Feng Huanling, who smiled bitterly in her heart, nodded very respectfully on her face, she had almost become a mother, so she could still understand the cherishing feelings of mothers for their sons.

"With all due respect, the old slave said bluntly, although the princess is the prime minister's daughter, not to mention that she is a concubine, just suffering from a dumb disease, in the eyes of the old slave, she is not worthy of the prince."

Xu was in the garden pavilion, and several maids around him were all supported far away, so Nangong Mama was really polite when she spoke.