After he carefully put the Tripterygium wilfordii back into the drawer, Jingxue looked a little strange and said: "Poisonous? Will people die if they eat it?"
"Threadterygium wilfordii is also known as heartbroken grass in the folk. Once people eat it by mistake, it will be poisoned and die. However, everything has two sides, and tripterygium wilfordii is no exception. It has the effects of dispelling wind, dehumidifying, unblocking meridians and relieving pain. As long as it is used
When used properly, it is a good medicine." After explaining the effects of Tripterygium wilfordii, Rong Yuan pointed out other herbs for Jingxue; he did not know that when he turned around, the drawer containing Tripterygium wilfordii was reopened.
Returning to Jingyixuan, Jingxue handed a white jade comb to Rong Yuan and said softly: "My hair has been messed up by the wind, can you comb it for me?"
Her gaze made Rong Yuan unable to refuse, and he silently took the comb. This move seemed to make Jingxue very happy. He smiled and sat down in front of the bronze mirror, letting the gentle comb teeth scratch his scalp with a slight itch.
Through the bronze mirror, she saw the man behind her carefully combing her hair. Her eyes gradually became hot, and she closed her eyes, trying to hold back her tears. However, a small tear fell down her cheek, and soon there was a clean handkerchief.
Wiping away the tears for her, "It's already past midnight and it's the eighth day of the Lunar New Year. A princess shouldn't shed tears on a big day."
"It's okay, I just suddenly felt very happy to have Dr. Xu comb my hair." Jingxue said, her eyes fell on the rosewood table not far away, where there was a set of neatly folded Jifu.
The auspicious crown is exactly what she will wear after dawn.
Finally, we have come to this point...
The eighth day of August is the most auspicious day in the 49th year of Kangxi's reign. Princess Dunke of the current dynasty will marry Zhang Ying, the number one scholar in the current imperial examination.
When the palace gate first opened, the concubine's family prepared ninety-nine gifts according to the etiquette, such as pommel horses and armor, and went to the Wumen to receive them respectfully.
At the auspicious time, Jingxue, served by eight palace maids, changed into the princess's auspicious dress, and went to the Yangxin Hall to salute Kangxi and the concubine. At the same time, she also bid farewell to them. Looking at her daughter who was about to get married, the concubine couldn't help but
Wiping his tears, Kangxi was also quite reluctant to give up, but his daughter would eventually get married when she got older, so the choice of the prince-in-law he chose now finally took advantage of his heart, and it did not mean he had insulted his daughter, Ai Xinjueluo Xuan Ye.
Jingxue kowtowed to the two of them, with a trace of unnoticeable sadness in her calm expression, "My daughter is unfilial and can no longer serve the emperor and E Niang. Huang Ama and E Niang must take care of themselves. Don't
Keep your daughter in mind."
"Get up." Kangxi looked at his favorite daughter kindly, "My mother-in-law and I are both in good health, so you don't have to worry. Moreover, my husband-in-law's palace is in the capital. You can enter the palace anytime you want to see me."
I know you have always been smart and high-spirited; but when you get married, you become someone else's daughter-in-law. You must abide by your womanly virtues, your appearance, your words, and your merits, and you must not forget it for a moment."
"I will remember the teachings of Emperor Ama!" He knelt down and kowtowed again, "I would like to express my gratitude to Emperor Ama and E Niang for giving me body, hair and skin, and for their nurturing grace over the past seventeen years!"
Concubine Jing took the apple, which represented good luck and peace, and put it into Jingxue's hand. She said with tears in her eyes: "Have a good life with your husband-in-law. Go and don't miss the auspicious time."
Before leaving the Yangxin Hall, Jingxue suddenly said to Kangxi: "Huang Ama, you said that as long as your daughter gets married as promised, you will spare Doctor Xu, right?"
"You have no joke!" Although Kangxi didn't like to mention this name, he still looked at him kindly on this happy day.
Jingxue seemed to have let go of her worries and said with a chuckle: "Then please remember, Huang Ama, no matter what happens to your daughter in the future, you cannot vent your anger on Dr. Xu."
Coming out of the Ziyangxin Hall, the ordered woman Yi ascended to the throne, lowered the curtain, and the inner school came out of the palace. The ceremonial guards were lined up, and the lamps were led in front of the palace. As soon as Fujin, madam, the ordered woman was accompanied by a public servant, went out from the Meridian Gate, and went to the forehead.
The Prince-in-Law's Mansion is celebrating the wedding ceremony. Ninety banquets have already been set up in the mansion, and they can only wait for the ceremony to begin and enjoy the feast together.
In the imperial hospital, Rong Yuan sat behind the case and read as usual. Perhaps it was because he was disturbed by playing the joy of the princess's wedding too loudly. Or perhaps he was mentally exhausted after not sleeping all night. In short, the whole person was a little restless and reading.
Not a single word above comes into my mind.
Princess... she should be on her way to the Prince Consort's Mansion now, right?
Such an idea suddenly popped into his mind and he couldn't get rid of it. In desperation, Rong Yuan put the unopened page of the medical book on the case, got up and walked under the double eaves, looking in the direction of the Meridian Gate in the distance, cheerfully and loudly
The sound of joy came from there, and now it is fading away, getting lighter and lighter.
After a while, several young imperial doctors came in together, talking about the ceremony of the princess's wedding they had just seen. When they caught a glimpse of Rong Yuan with a confused expression, one of them sneered: "Some people are fawning over Dun Ke all day long.
The princess refuses to let go, thinking that she can achieve success in this way. Humph, she doesn’t even take a mirror to look at herself, my consort? Is he worthy?!"
This man's surname was Yang, and he was also an imperial physician. He had always been jealous of Rong Yuan's ability to win Jingxue's favor, and now that he saw Jingxue marrying someone else, he naturally couldn't help but add insult to injury.
Rong Yuan didn't want to argue with him, so he turned around and was about to enter, but was stopped by a palace attendant who walked in. Rong Yuan recognized her as Jingxue's personal palace maid Liu Yue.
"The princess asked me to give this painting to Imperial Physician Xu." Liu Yue said with a straight face. She really didn't like this man who broke her master's heart. She would not have made this trip unless the princess ordered her to do so.
Rong Yuan took the scroll and slowly unfolded it. There was nothing else in the scroll, only a cage.
Jingxue, is this your state of mind when you got married? You can't be free when you are in a cage. In fact, no one is in an invisible cage. Freedom... is always out of reach.
Rong Yuan raised his head, looked towards the Meridian Gate where the sound of joy could no longer be heard and sighed sadly. Regardless of whether he wanted to admit it or not, he was indebted to Jingxue in this life. He hoped that she could forget him early in the days to come.
, start a new life, only then will there be happiness.
These days, he has been by Jingxue's side, silently watching her smiles and tears. The longer they stay together, the clearer he becomes about her feelings for him. It is not a momentary infatuation, but an unforgettable love. That look in her eyes
Can't pretend, just like he did to Ling Ruo.
But, what can he do? Love is already beyond his reach, not to mention how can he, a little imperial doctor, be worthy of a high-ranking princess. If we can't live together, it's better to forget each other in the world...
He sighed and turned back to the room where many imperial doctors had gathered. Before he could sit down, he saw an old eunuch with gray hair walking in. It was Zhao Fang, the eunuch in charge of the imperial pharmacy.
After Zhao Fang came in, he cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Old slave, I would like to pay my respects to all the imperial doctors."
"I don't dare to take it seriously. Eunuch Zhao, please come quickly." Dr. Deng said politely. Dr. Qi was not here, so he was the highest-ranking doctor here.