The Surgeon's Guide to Survival in the Royal Palace, Section 2

Seeing that he was only sixteen or seventeen years old, not much younger than the original owner, it was estimated that he had been serving him, and the two of them immediately believed it when they saw the serious injury on Ning Yao's head:

"Childe, you are the second young master of the Hou Mansion, the second son of the eldest lady, the eldest lady, the eldest lady died in childbirth when she gave birth to you, and the eldest lady also died in the same year, and there is a priest who said..."

Ning Jiu squinted slightly:

"Say what?"

Momotsuki twisted her clothes tightly with her hand, but she still dared to say:

"Said that you are a lone star in the sky, and you are a pro-Ke Chang, so the Hou Ye sent you to the Zhuangzi outside the city to raise you, and he didn't pick you up until a year ago, saying that he wanted to discuss his relatives."

That's right, in ancient times, people got married early, and when he just woke up, he set out that the original owner was 20 years old, and those who hadn't married in ancient times at this age should be considered a late marriage, right?

But now it seems that it should be because of the rumors that he is a lonely star, and he is a second son who is not favored, and good people will not come to kiss him, so he came to this time.

But now, the emperor has given him, the great lone star, to a prince? A thread in his head suddenly became alert, and a chill broke down his spine.

Damn, it's not good, what kind of marriage is this? Isn't this proper to send a great evil star to defeat that Flame Prince? His voice began to tighten:

"What kind of person is that Prince Flame? How's the body? ”

"Prince Yan holds the military power in the north, he is ruthless and ruthless, and he kills people like hemp, many people call him the king of Hades, because he has been fighting for many years, and he has many dark wounds, and now the old injuries have recurred..."

Tao Yue really didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly lowered her head, Ning Jiu was already stunned, God, you really can do it, he will be in a life and death situation when he comes.

Let him go to marry the dying Hades, it is better to take him directly, if the prince dies, can he still leave the whole corpse?

Chapter 2 and the Big Rooster Chapel

The news that Yan Yunzhou, the Prince of Flame, was going to marry the second son of the Tiansha Lone Star of the Ning'an Marquis Mansion had already spread throughout the capital.

As long as the courtiers who are not blind know what the plan is for the one in the palace, but now this saint is still afraid of the one in the Flame King's mansion.

Even if he has the idea of death, he still has done enough work on the surface.

First of all, he used Qin Tianjian as a pretense, saying that Prince Yan needed to rush after a long illness, so he asked for the birthdays of many courtiers' ladies and sons.

In the end, he selected Ning Qi, the person with the hardest life, and also made up a reason, saying that Prince Yan had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, and his bloody spirit was heavy, and only Ning Qi, who had a hard life, could give him joy, and with such a statement, the holy decree should be given.

Since it is Chong Xi or a man's wife, then there is no need to pay attention to the process of proposing, marrying, and Najib, the holy decree directly set the day of marriage on the seventh day after the holy decree, and everyone was waiting for the reaction of the Flame King's Mansion.

But seven days have passed, and the palace is still closed as if it has never received this holy decree, and the guards outside the door are still changing every two hours, and the majestic dark iron door has never been opened.

After the holy decree was issued, Yan Yunzhou also said that he was not sick in the early dynasty as before, let alone personally entered the palace to thank him, and he didn't even let anyone in the palace enter the palace to reply.

The decree of marriage was like a stone thrown into the sea, without even a ripple, and it openly slapped Emperor Liang Ping in the face.

In the palace, in the imperial study, Emperor Li Qi of Liang Ping listened to the reply, swept the sleeves of his robe and swept all the folds on the imperial case to the ground, his face was pale:

"Your Majesty is angry."

The palace maid and eunuch knelt all over the ground, Li Qi clenched his fists, and the Qintian eunuch raised his head at the right time and spoke carefully:

"Your Majesty doesn't have to be angry, Wei Chen has calculated, Yan Yunzhou and Na Ning blame are mutually restrictive, and Ning blame is a rare Lone Star fate, the more dissatisfied the Flame King is, doesn't it mean that he doesn't want to marry this prince of the Hou Mansion?

As long as Ning is in the mansion, the Flame King may not have long to live, why should you be angry with a dying person at this time and hurt the dragon body. ”

Li Qi sat back on the dragon chair, as long as Yan Yunzhou died, the military power in the north would return to his hands.

"The Ministry of Rites will send the dowry from my reward to the Flame King's Mansion."

Since they have done this play, let's do enough.

The Flame King's Mansion did not move, but the Ning'an Hou Mansion was in full swing to prepare, they didn't have the courage to be angry with the emperor, not to mention that the Ning'an Hou Mansion was dissatisfied with this marriage, and they might rather blame one person.

Ning Wenhong knew very well that this was a contest between His Majesty and the Flame King, Yan Yunzhou didn't have many days left, and the Flame King's Mansion was now looking hard, and when Yan Yunzhou died, it could only be slaughtered.

Now that he has a marquis, the Ning family looks at the dignitaries who have actually declined, but now it is different, as long as Ning is married and Yan Yunzhou dies, they will inevitably be meritorious in front of the emperor, thinking about this, there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, and he turned his head sideways and asked:

"How is the second son?"

The butler stepped forward:

"The second son has stopped a lot, he hasn't been out of the house for the past few days, and he has cooperated with the tailor-made, so I'm scared when I think about it."

Thinking of Ning Qi's attitude towards himself that day, Ning Wenhong was noncommittal, but it didn't matter, he just had to marry his mission and it would be completed.

The third day of the first lunar month is the day of the wedding, and Ning Ji was surrounded by a bunch of people in the morning, in order to take care of the emperor's face, the entire Hou Mansion was full of lights, and Ning Ji knew that there was no room for turning around at once.

In the past few days, he has not made as much noise as the original owner, after all, if he can't wear it back, he can't really die head-on, so he can only try to inquire about Yan Yunzhou's news as much as possible, and be prepared.

When two men got married, Ning Zhi naturally didn't need any hijab, and wore a delicately embroidered red wedding dress to line the waist of the person.

There was no indignation or reluctance on his delicate face, just according to what he said that day, this marriage was married, and when he said goodbye to his parents, he raised his eyes and glanced at the father who was seated, did not control the corners of his mouth, smiled sarcastically, and left.

The palace did come to greet the relatives, but only one of the guards around Yan Yunzhou came to lead the team, generally speaking, even if the groom was seriously ill, it should be the brothers in the clan to welcome the relatives on his behalf.

In this way, a guard went to the Hou Mansion to pick up people, that is, he didn't take this marriage to heart at all, Ning Wenhong's face was not good-looking, but he still had to pretend to be a smile and sent Ning to the sedan chair.

Taoyue and Shuncai followed on both sides of the sedan chair, Ning Wenhong arranged for many people to go to the palace with Ning Qi, not to mention An's thoughts, Ning Qi was still the first time to sit in the sedan chair of the ancients, it was really uncomfortable, and there was no shock absorption.

Turning his ass upside down, in fact, Ning Yi is also worried in his heart now, and he has also seen it in the past few days, that the Flame King must not want to see him, this affirmation, he is clearly going to rush to death, and it will be hellish if people can treat him.

He has been thinking about what kind of old injury Yan Yunzhou's recurrence of this old injury is, and whether there is any treatment?

After all, this era is backward, even if the general knife wound is infected, it can be fatal, if he can cure Yan Yunzhou, no, even if it is relieved by one or two, it is good.

"Childe, are you hungry? I've got peach crisps here. ”

There was a whispering voice from the side of the sedan chair, and Ning Qi hadn't eaten since dawn in the morning.

Sure enough, as soon as her words fell, the window of the sedan chair was opened, and Momoyue hurriedly handed in a few pieces.

Ning squeaked and ate inside, and Ye Qi, who was riding a horse in front, heard the movement behind him and didn't look back.

The dark iron door of the Flame King's Mansion finally opened, but there was not the slightest joy in the door, not even a piece of red silk, let alone a banquet, only Yan Hewen, the housekeeper of the palace, stood at the door, with a decent and polite smile on his face.

However, it was very lively outside the gate of the palace, after all, Yan Yunzhou was a prince of Yipin who held a lot of power, even if the palace had never given a wedding card, how many dared not come to watch the ceremony?

"The kindness of your lords is appreciated by our prince, but the prince is seriously ill and afraid of noise, so there has never been a banquet in the house, if you want to watch the ceremony, please come inside."

Although the housekeeper of this Flame King's Mansion is now a housekeeper, he was also a soldier who followed the previous king to fight and kill in his early years, and he has his own hardness, and his attitude is neither humble nor arrogant.

Everyone in the capital knew that Yan Yunzhou was seriously ill, and it was impossible for him to come out to entertain, and he couldn't make a mistake if he didn't prepare for this banquet.

Some of the courtiers who came were upset with the flame king, and some of them came to see the jokes, and they all went inside with gifts, after all, His Majesty gave marriage, and it was good to look at the chapel.

But this time they went in and sweated for the courage of the Flame King, and the entire courtyard didn't even post a happy word, and there were two tablets standing on the main hall.

It is the position of the King of the First Flame and the Princess of the First Flame, what I know is that I understand that this is a happy event, and those who don't know think that I am doing a funeral.

The bustling crowd quieted down, Yan Yunzhou did not show up, and the second son of the Hou Mansion had already been led in, Ning blamed himself for getting off the sedan chair, listening to the arrangement, and letting him go wherever he went, from the gate to the main hall, solemnly like a martial arts arena.

The architecture of this palace is different from the delicate little family atmosphere of the Hou Mansion, which is quite magnificent and atmospheric, and it is the style that Ning Qi likes.

As for not even seeing a little red, it is not surprising that Ning is to blame, after all, who would pay attention to pomp and circumstance for a person who wants to kill himself?

Ning Ji, who was far away, saw the circle of people inside and outside the main hall, all dressed in court clothes, he estimated that they were here to watch the ceremony, these people looked at the grade was not low, standing quietly on both sides, this posture made Ning Ji feel as if he was not going to worship but to ascend the throne.

As a little red in this courtyard, Ning blame has rightly ushered in everyone's attention:

"Don't say it, the two sons of the Ning family are really good-looking."

"It's a pity that I gave birth to the wrong personality."

Ning Qi walked through the long outer courtyard and finally stood in the hall, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu spoke:

"This Ningfu prince has already arrived, can I invite the Flame King to come out and worship the church?"

At this moment, even Ning Yao's palms were sweating a little nervously, not surprisingly, this Flame King was his boss for a while in the future.

How does this boss's temperament relate to whether his life is good or not, how is the boss's body related to the length of his life, can he not be nervous? Everyone looked in the direction of the inner chamber.

At this time, the housekeeper Yan Hewen waved his hand sideways after arching his hand to Shangshu, and a guard in the inner room came out with a big rooster in his hand:

"Ning Gongzi, my lords, the prince is not in good health and can't work, so this rooster will worship the church and marry on his behalf."

Ning Ji looked at the big rooster who looked at him, and the whole person was stunned, I relied on it, Lao Tzu finally got married once in ancient times, and he worshipped the big rooster? What kind of feudal remnant is this?

A big red flower on the rooster's neck may be all Yan Yunzhou's sincerity in treating this family business...

"Worship Heaven and Earth"

"Two Worship Halls"

"Husband and wife worship each other"

Ning Ji stared at the rooster, almost staring at the cross-eyed, he clenched his palms tightly, glanced at the guards with swords beside him, closed his eyes and bowed down, yes, his bottom line is so flexible.

The hall also worshipped, this pro was completed, the palace did not even prepare a banquet, and the adults who came to watch the ceremony could naturally only put down the gifts and leave, and no one would care about Ning's situation and life or death.

Ning Yi stood alone in the hall and didn't even know where to go, Yan Hewen walked over and bowed slightly:

"Ning Gongzi, please."

I'd rather have a penny in my heart, please? Why is this so similar to the rhetoric in the TV series that put him on the road?

"Where are you going?"

Yan Hewen's expression did not change:

"Naturally, I went to see the prince."

After passing through the long water pavilion, it is winter, the lotus pond has formed a layer of ice, Ning Yi wears less, this dress is beautiful but useless, and he shiveres when the wind blows and the cold comes.

But no one would come over to add a piece of clothing to him, and Ning Ji looked at the guards around him who were not wearing much, is this a good body for practicing martial arts?

At the end of the water pavilion is a plum forest, dark pink plum blossoms hanging all over the branches, Ning Qi followed the housekeeper into a courtyard behind, and when he entered the courtyard, Ning Qi heard the intermittent coughing sound in the house, this voice is afraid that it is the flame king's.

The housekeeper lifted the curtain and led Ning Qi in, the smell of medicine in the house was obvious, and the temperature was a little high.

He raised his eyes and looked inside, but saw that the curtain was drawn outside the bed, and he could not see the figure inside, and the butler said:

"Lao Fu Ning Gongzi warms up and then goes in."

Ning Yi nodded, I am afraid that the Flame King is really sick, he stood on the edge of the golden wire stove in the hall and roasted, and the cough inside has not stopped, old wounds? Hurt your lungs?

When he was warm, the butler led him in, and he stood at the table in front of the bed, and the man in the curtain waved his hand gently, and his own servant opened the curtain.

The person on the couch was half-leaning on the pillow, the quilt was covered to his chest, his body was thin, and there was almost no blood on his face, but the calm bearing and restrained momentum were a little breathless, and the heavy black eyes were too lazy to hide the scrutiny.

The moment Ning Ji met his gaze, his back couldn't help but straighten, the face in front of him was angular, and the jawline was clearer than his previous career plan, and the knife and axe carving probably said this, if it was placed in modern times, it would be a living modeling face.