Although Mingzhu Pavilion was the courtyard where the original owner lived before leaving the pavilion, Concubine Su's health had always been poor, so the original owner spent most of her time living in the side hall of Wuxia Palace. After the original owner got married, no one lived here for a long time.
Fortunately, Jiyue had taken the medicine for a few days and her health was already well. She was also familiar with the palace, so she quickly packed up the Pearl Pavilion inside and out with Perilla and Lithospermum. Whatever was missing in the yard was put in order.
Liu Gong announced that the warehouse was fully stocked.
The three of them walked into the small flower hall next to the dormitory, where an ice bowl and ice bowl had been set up, with fresh fruits and lily and mung bean soup frozen in the ice bowl.
Zicao saw that the princess, the prince and His Highness Prince Chun were back and brought tea and some snacks.
Mingruo brought the iced mung bean soup over and poured herself a cup. Just as she was about to drink it, Si Haochen grabbed her wrist.
"No lunch today, no cold or raw food allowed." We were busy on the road today, so everyone made do with snacks for lunch.
The climate in Nanrong is hot, so Mingruo will eat some iced drinks, shaved ice, and ice cream in the afternoon. Si Haochen basically ignores her, and sometimes she even pulls her to eat together.
"Um..." Does my boyfriend pay more attention to health than me, an old Chinese medicine doctor?
"Drink something hot if you're thirsty, good boy." Si Haochen poured a cup of tea and put it in front of Mingruo.
"Pfft." I feel like my boyfriend is like a heartbroken old father.
"Why are you laughing?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows in confusion.
"Ahem, you don't want to know." Mingruo waved her hand quickly.
"I want to know." Why does my princess smile like a little hen that stole a fox? What? It should be a little fox that stole a chicken? It's normal for a fox to steal a chicken. There is no need to be happy at all.
"I think... you look like my dad!" Mingruo spread his hands.
"Ahem." Si Haochen was a little doubtful about life. Does he look that old?
Si Haochen subconsciously touched his face. The little princess had mentioned the horrifying theory of the 'three-year-old generation gap' before. Calculating the age difference between himself and the little girl, the 'generation gap' between the two could not be overcome. Now.
, is it okay to just grow up for a lifetime?
"Ahem, cough, cough." The black sesame glutinous rice balls are like Xiao Jiuer's father, and he... Yan Zhaobai suddenly felt that he was offended. He said he was a majestic uncle!
Seeing the two pretty boys glaring at her, Mingruo felt that she had shown mercy. After all, her father had never cared about her in her last life or this life. She was not allowed to eat ice cream, and she was allowed to eat ice cream.
Only grandpa has ever had a stomach ache...
However, Ming Ruo suddenly had a quick brain. If the emperor really loved the original owner's mother and concubine so much, why was he so indifferent to the original owner? Whether the original owner returned to the palace to stay for a while, or Emperor Wen came to the palace to see Concubine Su, for
The daughter of the original owner seemed to be ignoring me.
Before, Mingruo didn't know that Emperor Wen loved Concubine Su so much, so he didn't think anything of it. Now that he thought about it, it was very strange that he even used a blank imperial edict to write casually without even looking at the original owner.
Could it be that he blamed Concubine Su's frail health on the original owner because she was pregnant at the time and could not take strong medicine to detoxify her?
The original owner only lived in this palace in the past. She didn't know how Emperor Wen treated his other children: "Fifth brother, which prince or princess does your father love more?"
Ming Ruo's question stumped Yan Zhaobai. Their father treated his children like a bowl of water. Even the two princesses and the prince born by the queen did not receive any preferential treatment.
'. As for any preference for any of his children, it doesn't exist. He treats everyone with indifference.
"No." Yan Zhaobai shook his head, "If you have to say who he favors more, I believe everyone will say it is you."
"Huh?" I'm really sorry. Neither the original owner nor Mingruo felt this "deep as the sea" father's love at all.
"Only the title given to you by the emperor is special. Moreover, you are not born from the queen, but you are canonized as a first-class princess. The other princesses are all canonized according to their mother's rank, and the titles are also chosen from one character in the name.
Or just use your name as a seal.
Originally, I thought that my father acted like this because of my marriage to Dong Huan. But Yan Mingyu did not receive special treatment when she married Dong Huan." Yan Zhaobai's words are absolutely justified.
"Oh." Mingruo still felt a little weird.
"Why do you want to ask these questions?" Yan Zhaobai thought about it carefully and said, "Actually, I remember that when we were young, my father liked my second brother and me quite a lot, and often taught us how to practice calligraphy and martial arts."
Mingruo told Yan Zhaobai that his father would give his mother and concubine a blank imperial edict as a birthday gift. Mingruo smiled and joked: "Fifth brother, do you want to be a prince? If so, let my mother and concubine write it for you."
"Do you think the prince is very glorious?" Now, several brothers have grown up, and the father is still in his prime. Becoming a prince will only be criticized by the public. He felt that his life was too peaceful and wanted to cause trouble for himself, so he became the prince of Lao Shizi.
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"Hehe." Mingruo smiled noncommittally.
"By the way, how is the mother-in-law's health?" Yan Zhaobai also knew that Xiao Jiuer's avoidance of this question just now meant that the situation must not be good.
"Concubine Mu has been taking medicine all year round, which has damaged her lungs. Now she can only use milder medicine to slowly nurse her back to health." Speaking of Concubine Su's condition, Mingruo also felt a headache.
"Just tell me what medicinal materials you need, and I will order someone to find them for my brother." If even Xiao Jiuer doesn't have a better way, I'm afraid those imperial doctors will be even less useful.
"Okay." Mingruo nodded.
"Brother, go back and change your clothes. You should also prepare. We will have dinner with my mother and concubine later." Although the black sesame glutinous rice balls did not look very pleasing to the eye. However, the mother and concubine saw that Xiao Jiuer had a husband to rely on. After all, she
I'll feel more at ease.
"good."
Yan Zhaobai lived in the palace for several years when he was a child, and he always kept the Xuesong Pavilion where he lived. Every time he returned to Beijing, he would come back to stay for a few days.
After Yan Zhaobai left, Si Haochen directly picked up Mingruo and sat on his lap: "You have something on your mind."
"The condition of the concubine is very difficult." Mingruo rested his little head on Si Haochen's shoulder, his whole body felt weak, unlike Yan Zhaobai who pretended to be relaxed.
Because he has experienced the death of his mother, Si Haochen can completely understand the little girl's mood at this time. The feeling of watching the life of a loved one passing by little by little, but being unable to do anything, is both sad and frustrating.
He stroked Mingruo's back gently: "Just do your best."
"Yeah." Mingruo buried her face in Si Haochen's neck and responded dully.
As a doctor, Mingruo has seen too many separations between life and death, and has actually taken a dim view of them. However, when he really faces the people related to him, he will still feel more sad. Perhaps, these sadness are more due to this
