When I got up the next morning and finished dressing up, I still didn't see the palace servants bringing me the soup.
Ruan Yuyi always felt a little uneasy and looked at the door frequently. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore and ordered, "Muxiang, go and have a look."
Muxiang bowed and responded.
After about a cup of tea, Mu Xiang came back with Imperial Physician Ning.
After seeing the ceremony, Dr. Ning came forward to ask her for Ping An's pulse. He adjusted her breathing with his left and right hands alternately, and after a long time he stood up and said, "Your Majesty's body has been recuperated recently. Too many medicines are useless. After a few days, it will be cured."
The supply of medicine has also been stopped.”
As he spoke, he packed the medical box.
"Master Ning, today's..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ning He smiled and said, "Is your Majesty going to ask about today's soup? Your Majesty is considerate of your frailty and asks the palace servants not to give it to you."
Her heart tightened. Although she understood that this was what the palace concubine needed to experience, she still could not ignore the resistance in her heart.
She opened her lips but said nothing in the end, sending Muxiang to send him away.
In the huge hall, there were beautiful windows and red doors, and the daylight fell on the bricks. It was particularly bright because it reflected the snow. She caressed her belly involuntarily.
She was not ready to take on this responsibility. She panicked when she thought that he hoped that she could give birth to a baby here.
She couldn't even protect herself, let alone a baby.
Thinking like this, her fingertips curled up slightly and fell on her legs.
Mu Xiang sent people in, and she suddenly thought of Mu Ling, so she raised her eyes and asked, "Have you informed Mu Ling that she can leave the palace?"
Mu Xiang's expression was a little strange, and she said after a while, "Mother, Mu Ling left early in the morning." A female official came to take him away. It was not yet bright at that time, and if she hadn't gotten up earlier, she might not have met her.
people.
Ruan Yuyi's expression was stunned for a moment.
She lowered her eyes and said, "That's good." The maids who leave the palace will get back their deeds, and they will no longer be slaves, and can marry like ordinary people.
If you meet a kind master and slip some gold, silver, pearls and jade from between your fingers, the dowry will be much richer than ordinary commoners.
This can be regarded as the friendship over the years. However, most of the palace maids are still unwilling to leave the palace. After all, if the family is not in poverty, they will not work for others. Once they leave the palace, they naturally have no place to stay.
As far as she knew, this was the case with wood spirits.
"Did the palace say they had arranged a place for her?" she asked.
Mu Xiang shook her head, "No."
She thought about it for a while, and suddenly recalled that among the dowry money her mother had raised for her, there seemed to be a house in the outer suburbs. She took the list and took a look at it, smelling the fragrance of wood, and it was indeed the case.
Although the house is not big, it can accommodate one or two people comfortably.
"Let's live with Mu Ling in this house for now." After a pause, he added, "It would be easier to find a girl who leaves the palace on the same day and has nowhere to go. It would be easier for the two of them to be together. If anything happens in the future,
Sorry for the inconvenience, it’s not too late to separate.”
Even so, Mu Xiang knew in her heart that the young lady was worried that Mu Ling would do something stupid.
Ruan Yuyi packed up a wooden box of money and a few pieces of jewelry, and sent them to her together, finally settling her worries.
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The twelfth lunar month is approaching, which is a very important day among the people. It is inevitable that a palace banquet will be held in the palace.
The female officer sent some lists of imperial wives and noble ladies. Although they were already listed, she still needed to look at them to see if there was any need to add to them.
With Concubine Shu away, all the tedious matters naturally fell on her head.
She didn't know whether it was because she was too busy or something else, but the people who were supposed to come to Kwai Shui in the past few days were nowhere to be seen. This made her inevitably panic and daydreaming.
Ruan Yuyi put down the single book in her hand and took a sip of the tea at hand. After drinking the warm water, her whole body seemed to feel more relaxed.
"Your Majesty." Mu Xiang brought the newly made lotus cake.
She glanced at the snacks on the white porcelain plate and suddenly felt that she had no appetite, so she asked Mu Xiang to put them aside first.
Now that she had rested for a while, the swelling feeling in her lower abdomen became more obvious. She rested her arms on the desk, frowned for a while, and then realized what she was doing.
She called Mu Xiang to get the menstrual bag, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was a small day, and it was a good time to avoid going to bed.
At night, the moonlight is like water, flowing under the window.
Jiang Huaiyang had just returned from the Ministry of Punishment. When he was upset, he originally wanted to go back to the palace to go to bed early, but for some reason, when passing by Chang'an Palace, he heard himself calling for the sedan chair to drop down.
The palace was still dimly lit with lights, and he stood there for a while before walking inside.
The young lady was washing herself, her temples were wet with water and stuck to her cheeks. She had black hair and snowy skin, and even though she was plump and beautiful, her face was still so radiant that no one dared to look at it for a long time.
He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and clearly felt her body stiffen for a moment, then relaxed and turned around to hook his neck.
Her eyes seemed to be full of morning dew, and she said, "It's unfortunate that your Majesty is here. I am dressing up."
"What's the matter? Just keep going." He didn't care much.
Turning around, she just smelled the faint smell of blood on his body, her heart skipped a beat, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, but she still didn't dare to ask.
However, he noticed the change in her expression and took the initiative to say, "I just came back from the Criminal Department, maybe there is some smell. I will remember to change my clothes next time and come back to Lingling."
Was he aware of her feelings? She didn't like the smell of blood, which would make her feel inexplicably flustered. But she clearly felt that she didn't show it clearly.
Her eyelashes trembled, her body relaxed, and with the gentleness of his words, she said, "I'm here in Kuishui today."
All concubines should report their menstruation, and he would know about it.
When Jiang Huaiyang heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Without revealing her little thoughts, he turned to ask, "Does your lower abdomen still hurt like last time?"
She shook her head obediently.
He secretly remembered to ask someone to prepare medicine to prevent abdominal pain, but he really didn't do anything to her and just hugged her to rest.
The next morning, when Jiang Huaiyang got up gently, the young lady was still asleep. Knowing that she was sleeping lightly, she ordered someone to light some soothing incense, which seemed to have worked.
Her black hair covered half of her face, one arm was exposed outside the brocade quilt, and her pajamas slid almost to her shoulders, revealing a large patch of snow.
The heat on her body prompted him to lean down and place a kiss on her forehead, but he did not dare to do anything else for fear of waking her up.
The palace attendants came in to wait on her to change her clothes, but in the middle of her movements, she suddenly stopped.
He followed the palace lady's gaze and saw that on the upper part of his wrist, the new wound he had received yesterday when he went to the Ministry of Punishment had scabbed over, and a flower was traced on the scab with Shidai, which looked like hibiscus.
——Want to know who did it.
His heart became extremely soft. He suddenly understood that he only knew the taste by eating the marrow.
The palace man lowered his hands and heard the new emperor in front of him seem to chuckle.