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Chapter 1778 Feng Clan: Ancestral Secret Recipe

"If your Majesty likes it, you can always keep them to serve your Majesty."

The little palace maid suggested softly.

"What's their prescription?

Just buy the prescription."

Concubine Ya said.

"Go back to your Majesty."

The little palace maid bowed, "That person said their secret recipe is not for sale."

"They say the secret recipe is their livelihood and they will not sell it no matter how much money they get."

"Moreover, the girl named Xiaofeng also said that the prescription alone is useless. It must be combined with their craftsmanship to achieve the effect."

"After the empress fell asleep, they also used silver needles. Forgive me for being stupid, but I didn't understand."

"It's so easy for you to understand, you don't need to do other people's business, right?"

Concubine Ya frowned.

"Just because you can't understand it doesn't mean that the imperial doctors in the palace can't understand it, but..." The little palace maid raised her eyes and looked at Concubine Ya.

"Mother, what is it?"

Concubine Ya meditated for a while, shook her clothes and looked away.

"Let's keep them for now, I can't afford them!"

"Where are these people arranged?"

"It's in the backyard, next to the stable. The villain doesn't dare to let them arrange it outside, lest anyone discover it."

The little palace maid said.

"My dear, don't worry. The house will be kept very clean and the food will be delivered on time."

"good!"

Concubine Ya nodded, "I have already told them that no one outside the palace should know about this matter, right?"

"Said."

The little palace maid cupped her hands and said, "The guards outside the palace don't know either. I only said that he was the master invited by the queen to teach her the art of piano."

"Besides, my dear, I also asked Miss Xiaofeng, and she said she knows how to play the piano."

"So, there should be no problem."

"good!"

Concubine Ya waved her hand and said, "Prepare lunch, I am also hungry."

"yes."

The little palace maid handed over her hands, turned around and walked out.

Yaxiang Hall, backyard, inside the house next to the stables.

The four of them were having a meal, and the food was delivered by the palace maid. Little Cherry tried it several times and found that it was not poisonous.

"This is the map Xinyue gave me. She entered the palace not long ago and has not been to many places."

"We can combine it with the palace map we got and slowly understand it."

Qiao Mu placed the cloth he took out from his sleeve on the table and carefully opened it.

Among the brothers who entered the palace, Gong Xinyue was the only one, and they were all women.

If a man enters the palace, unless he is a eunuch, Feng Jiuer will not allow this to happen.

In fact, there are people from Fengjiang in the palace, but no one is watching the ten new women who have entered, so they can only adapt to their own circumstances.

The main concern is that if something happens to Feng Jiang's people in the palace, it will harm them.

"I wonder how Xinyue is doing?"

Little Cherry held the chopsticks and sighed lightly.

"That witch is a pervert. It is said that several people die around her every year."

"Xinyue chose the road herself, we can only trust her."

Qiao Mu's eyes fell on the map, he was eating with bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

Feng Jiuer remained silent and sped up her eating speed.

Little Cherry looked at the two of them, pursed her lips, picked up a piece of green vegetables and put it into her mouth.

After she swallowed the food, she continued: "She is so smart, there must be no problem."

"She seems to be in good condition today, she's fine!"

Little Cherry comforted herself, comforted everyone, and speeded up her eating.

As soon as Jian was full, he didn't say anything, put down his bowls and chopsticks, turned around and walked out.

That's right! The maid named Xiaoyou next to Concubine Ya is Gong Xinyue. She was the first one to enter the palace.

It is not by chance that Gong Xinyue and Concubine Ya meet.

That day, Concubine Ya went out to play in the city and met a gangster.

Originally, Concubine Ya's purpose of leaving the palace was not simple. She only brought her coachman and a palace maid.

The carriage was hit, the coachman was injured, and Concubine Ya and the palace maid were blocked in an alley.

Fortunately, Gong Xinyue appeared in time and drove away the gangsters.

Seeing that she was good at martial arts, Concubine Ya asked her about her origins and took her back to the palace directly.

In Concubine Ya's mind, Gong Xinyue was a refugee who had fled from other places.

On the first day they entered the palace, and it was still daytime, Feng Jiuer and the three of them stayed in the house and did not leave.

Jianyi sat outside, looking like a very idle groom.

When the time comes, the little palace maid comes to invite people.

In fact, Gong Xinyue has not changed much, except that she is darker than before.

Before she entered the palace, she had gone to great lengths to make herself look like black coal, and she even chose medicinal powder that could not be washed off after three months.

In the palace, only by being ugly can you live longer. This is an unchanging law.

In the afternoon, the three of them went over again to treat Concubine Ya.

Perhaps because she was in a good mood, when we met again, the imperial concubine's face looked much better.

The woman lying on the couch enjoying herself asked pleasantly: "Are you natives of the capital?"

"no."

Feng Jiuer shook his head, "We fled from the cold city in the north."

"oh?"

Concubine Ya frowned, "So it's the land of Beidi?"

"yes."

Feng Jiuer nodded, "We use family techniques, and even the prescriptions are passed down from our ancestors."

"So today the little palace maid asked me for a prescription, but I refused."

"Sorry! Madam, we people in Beidi are poor, but the arrogance in our hearts has been there for generations."

"Our ancestral motto is that when the medicine is there, the people are there; when the medicine dies, the people die!"

In fact, this is not an ancestral prescription, it was all researched by Feng Jiuer himself.

She has long wanted to start a health and beauty business.

This time, it finally came in handy.

"Miss Xiaofeng, I am the one who dared to ask today."

The little palace maid knelt down.

"This is not what I meant, please forgive me, Miss Xiaofeng."

"Fan yourself."

Concubine Ya said calmly.

"yes!"

The little palace maid was so blessed that she knelt and moved a step forward, picked up the fan, and continued to fan Concubine Ya.

"I also heard that the people of Beidi are unusually wolf-like. I didn't expect you to come from the land of Beidi."

Concubine Ya raised her eyebrows and closed her eyes.

"It doesn't matter. I am not an unreasonable person. As long as you heal my face, the reward will definitely be great."

"Thank you, empress."

Feng Jiuer bowed and continued to rub Concubine Ya's face.

After a while, she washed off the ointment on Concubine Ya's face and began to apply acupuncture.

Concubine Ya was asleep when the acupuncture was performed this morning. Now looking at such a long silver needle, she was a little scared.

"what are you up to?"

Concubine Ya frowned.

"The method is the same as the one in the morning. It doesn't hurt. Just be patient."

Feng Jiuer held the silver needle and knelt down beside it.

"Your Majesty, I also saw Miss Xiaofeng giving you acupuncture today."

The little palace maid came over cautiously.

"After the acupuncture, the red marks on my face healed quickly."

Concubine Ya finally closed her eyes: "Come on."

"The most important thing is whether my face can become beautiful. A little pain doesn't matter!"


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