An Sheng snorted coldly and said sharply: "Xinyue, now that you are well ill, it is useless to keep that medicine, the second uncle hopes that you will take care of your sisterhood and help your second sister." ”

An Xinyue was very aggrieved in her heart, she had never seen such an attitude towards asking for someone, it seemed that Xun Zhi was not right at all, An Sheng's family had never taken her kindness to heart, and her kindness was just easy to bully in their eyes.

Originally, An Xinyue still thought that there was not much ointment on her hand, as long as An Sheng and Liu came to talk to her, she was still willing to give it to An Xuehan, but now, she ...... She chose to use Xun Zhi's way.

"I'm afraid the second uncle doesn't know, the medicine has been used up." An Anyue said.

"What do you say? Running out? Liu's teeth itched, "Master, don't believe her words, it must be Xun Zhi's trick!" They just deliberately didn't want to hand over the ointment, and they wanted to watch our Han'er suffer! ”

An Xinyue looked at Liu Shi coldly: "Originally, this ointment made by the imperial doctor was for one of my people, so what's so strange when it runs out?" ”

"Do you dare to talk back? Say, didn't Xun Zhi teach you to say that? She asked you to deceive me and your second uncle, am I wrong? The Liu family didn't give a step, and scolded An Anyue sharply.

An Sheng was a little calmer than Liu's, and asked in a deep voice: "Xinyue, is there a way to find some more medicine?" Your second sister's face really can't be dragged any longer. ”

Anxinyue: "Second Uncle don't worry, the new ointment imperial doctor is already being made, and he will be able to get it the day after tomorrow at the latest, please wait a little longer!" ”

"Okay, the second uncle believes you, Xinyue, if you offend anything before, the second uncle is confused, don't take it to heart, everyone will still be a family in the future." Ansheng and Liu's are not a family and do not enter the door, and even the tone of asking for people is exactly the same.

An Xinyue nodded and responded: "Second uncle, rest assured, as soon as you get the new medicine, Xinyue will send it to the second sister immediately." ”

An Sheng and Liu got Anxinyue's words, and then left with peace of mind.

……

Two days later, Xun Xuan was busy embroidering purses in Hanyunju to prepare for the upcoming Qiqiao Festival.

At this moment, Fu Rongrong came.

Hearing this, Xun Xuan hurriedly put down the needle and thread in her hand and got up to greet her.

"Here's the ointment you wanted." As soon as Fu Rongrong entered the door, she couldn't wait to stuff the ointment into Xun Xuan's hand.

Xun Xuan opened it and looked at it, on the surface, it looked no different from the ointment that the imperial doctor sent to An Xinyue last time.

"This is ......" Xun Xuan smiled and looked at Fu Rongrong meaningfully.

Fu Rongrong looked around carefully, and then whispered in Xun Xuan's ear: "I specially asked people to add a sufficient amount of comfrey to it, which will speed up the healing speed of An Xuehan's scar, but at the same time, it will also make her experience everything that An Anyue suffered." ”

In the past, Anxin Yue was poisoned by comfrey, which would lead to a loss of qi and blood, and now An Xuehan is also allowed to taste the taste, so that it can be considered fair.

Xun Xuan hooked her lips and smiled: "Thank you Cousin Fu this time." ”

Fu Rongrong raised her head and smiled arrogantly: "You don't have to thank me, I just can't get used to the honey-bellied sword faces of Jiang and her daughter-in-law." ”

Xun Xuan got the ointment but didn't delay, and handed the things to Qu You: "Go and send this to Fanglan Courtyard." ”

Qu You got the order, and immediately turned around and went out the door.

"Ah Zhi, what are you embroidering?" Fu Rongrong picked up Xun Xuan's purse and glanced at it, "Mandarin ducks? ”

Xun Xuan's eyebrows skipped a beat, and she hurriedly reached out and took the purse from Fu Rongrong's hand: "It's clearly Chunyan, what mandarin duck?" ”

Since the death of the first emperor, she has not embroidered mandarin ducks for many years.

The corners of Fu Rongrong's mouth floated a touch of banter, how could she be so confused that she couldn't even distinguish between a swallow and a mandarin duck, and deliberately teased: "Other people's young ladies are busy embroidering mandarin ducks on the Qiqiao Festival, and they want to find Ruyi Langjun, what are you doing embroidering a swallow?" ”

"Isn't it wanton for a swallow to soar in the sky and be free?" Xun Xuan continued to stir the eye of the needle one by one.

"Ah Zhi, your embroiderer...... It seems to have gotten a lot better. Fu Rongrong twisted her eyebrows, and couldn't help but have a trace of doubt in her heart.

Xun Xuan lowered her head and said quietly: "Now that I am down, if I am still as playful as before, wouldn't I be disgusted?" ”

Fu Rongrong stared at the purse embroidery, and her face became deeper and deeper: "Your embroidery method is very similar to the queen mother." ”

Although Fu Rongrong is not good at embroidery, she is also a beginner, and there is naturally no problem in appreciating one or two.

Xun Xuan paused, and a touch of sadness flashed on her face: "I have followed my sister since I was a child and learned a lot of things. ”

"Ah Zhi, when I look at you now, I have more and more illusions, as if the Queen Mother is sitting in front of me, and I always feel like I'm dreaming." Fu Rongrong smiled self-deprecatingly, a touch of sadness flashing through her eyes.

……

In a short time, it is the seventh day of the seventh month of July.

The begging festival of the Great Wei Dynasty, the woman has the custom of making a purse to beg for marriage under the marriage tree, and the purse contains the woman's name and family note, if a man takes a fancy to it, he can take off the purse on the marriage tree and go to the woman's home to propose marriage.

On the surface, it is the affection between marriageable men and women, but in fact, it is just a formality, and many of them are arranged within the family.

Early in the morning, a group of young ladies from Anfu sat in a sedan chair and went in the direction of the land temple in the south of the city.

There is a marriage tree next to the land temple, and the tree is full of all kinds of purses.

The girls stood under the tree in twos and threes, praying and praying, laughing and laughing.

After An Lingqing got off the sedan chair, he didn't rush to pray, but instead pulled the maid Biluo to a place where no one was.

"Miss, the other ladies are praying, why are you here?" Biro asked, puzzled.

An Lingqing made a gesture of boosing, then looked around cautiously, took a purse from his sleeve and handed it to Bi Luo: "Go and help me send it to King Zhao's Mansion." ”

Bi Luo was so frightened when he heard that he hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand: "Miss, you actually ...... to King Zhao"

An Lingqing hurriedly covered Biluo's mouth with his hand: "Be quiet, don't let your father and mother know about this, otherwise you will definitely scold me." ”

Bi Luo pouted: "Miss, you know that you will be scolded, why do you still ......?"

"What can I do? My mother only cares about the second sister, so she won't worry about my marriage, if I don't plan for myself, sooner or later I will be sold by the Liu family! An Lingqing pursed her mouth, and her tone looked sad.

"Miss Biluo understands what she means, I'll send the purse to King Zhao's Mansion for you!"

"Well, go and get back!" An Lingqing took care of it, and watched Bi Luo go away, and then he ran back to the marriage tree.

"Where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time and I haven't seen anyone! An Xuehan reproached impatiently.

An Xuehan's illness has been cured, but her body is still weak, and she needs someone to take care of her, and it just so happened that the two maids around her hung her purse, and An Lingqing could also help take care of one or two in the past, but she waited for An Lingqing for a long time and didn't see anyone, and she felt resentment in her heart.

Originally, in An Xuehan's mind, An Lingqing was not much more noble than the maid.

But An Lingqing was willing to endure An Xuehan like this, and apologized again and again: "It's all my fault, let the second sister wait for a long time, my sister is weak at the beginning of her serious illness, my sister will help you to sit next to you for a while." ”

Qu You looked at the two people who walked away incredulously: "Miss, is there something wrong with this fourth young lady, An Xuehan treats her like a human being, can she still bear it?" ”

Xun Xuan smiled indifferently: "One is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, anyway, it can't stand us, don't worry about it." ”

After putting the purse, Xun Xuan entered the land temple again and burned incense to worship.

Here, An Lingqing sat under the marriage tree uncertainly, waiting for Biluo.

"Third sister, go and see, is my purse hanged? Is it hanging in the highest place? An Xuehan instructed An Lingqing as if he were a subordinate.

It is said that the higher the purse, the more effective the prayer will be, but An Xuehan also believes in this set.

An Lingqing answered, then got up and walked towards the bottom of the prayer tree, halfway through, but suddenly remembered something, and quickly reached out and took out a note with his name and family written on it.

Not good! She forgot to slip the note into her purse! An Lingqing hated to slap himself to death, how could he be so careless?

An Lingqing over there was depressed about the fact that there was no note in his purse, but the Biluo people here had already rushed to the gate of King Zhao's mansion.

Yin Chen happened to come out of it and saw a maid who was stopped at the door by the housekeeper, so he couldn't help but ask more: "Whose maid are you?" What is the matter with coming to Zhao Wangfu? ”

Na Biluo lowered his head and said cautiously: "My master asked the slave to hand over this purse to His Royal Highness King Zhao!" ”

"Your master?" Yin Chen glanced at this maid up and down, as if he had thought of something, with a hint of banter on his face, "Your master, is it the young lady of Anfu?" ”

Bi Luo was stunned for a moment, and quickly nodded: "How do you know?" ”

Yin Chen grinned, thinking that it was the purse that Xun Zhi gave to King Zhao, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly took the purse, and said to Biluo: "Okay, I know, don't worry, I will definitely help you hand over this purse to the master." ”

Bi Luo failed to understand Yin Chen's sudden enthusiasm, thanked him in confusion, and turned to leave.

Yin Chen got the purse, and hurriedly sent it to Jing Ying's eyes happily: "Lord Wang, this is a purse specially sent by Miss Xun Zhi, and today it is a begging coincidence, people are obviously interested in you!" ”

Jing Yingren was sitting in the study, tilting her head to look at the picture of the beauty hanging on the wall, her eyes casually glanced at the purse in Yin Chen's hand, and couldn't help but sneer: "Her embroidery work is far worse than her sister's." ”

Yin Chen: "Lord Wang, Miss Xun Zhi is also a piece of heart, don't let it down." ”

Jing Ying looked at the purse and said, "Give it to me!" ”

Yin Chen hurriedly handed it over, Jing Ying opened the purse and rummaged for a long time, but she didn't see anything falling out, so she couldn't help frowning: "Empty?" Are you sure it's her? ”

Yin Chen touched the back of his head, and he was also a little dizzy: "That person said that she was a young lady from Anfu, who else could it be besides Miss Xun Zhi?" ”