"Sir, Concubine Qing from the palace is here. The carriage is right outside the door. I want you to go and greet her." Little Cherry rushed over angrily, obviously she had just received the news.
Feng Jiu and Feng Yinan were having lunch under the pavilion. Putting down their chopsticks, Feng Jiu stared at Little Cherry's red face: "Concubine Qing?"
Who is this character? When did he appear? Have you never heard of him?
Little Cherry shook her head, with a confused look on her face: "I haven't heard of it either. The imperial concubine is still in the carriage, waiting for you to greet her."
The status of a noble concubine is higher than that of a concubine. Doesn’t this mean that the status of a concubine is not as good as that of a concubine?
Where did Emperor Qiwen come from with such a noble concubine? They had only left the imperial city for half a year, so had such a big change already occurred in the palace?
"Also, Young Master, that...the seventh prince has not yet married, so he has been admitted to the Qinghua Palace of the Qing Imperial Concubine and has become the adopted son of the Qing Imperial Concubine."
Little Cherry was also completely confused. She hadn't asked about the news in the palace for a while, and the palace had completely changed.
"But the Seventh Prince has already given the royal palace before, so why does he still need the adoption of a concubine?"
It stands to reason that even if they are not married, being given a royal palace can be regarded as a family. What kind of concubine does such a big prince need to take care of?
His mother and concubine are away, and at his age, he doesn't lack other concubines to take care of him.
"I don't know about this, but this Qing noble concubine has never been heard of before. Is it possible that because I have no children, I want to have a son, at least I won't be helpless in the future?"
"How could Nanmen Rong allow it?" Isn't this raising a tiger to cause trouble? What if he is deliberately leading the seventh prince to fight for favor?
"Then, what if Nanmen Rongdu can't stop it?"
Xiaoying's words made Fengjiu fall into deep thought. If there really was such a powerful person in the harem, there was no way there would have been no movement at all.
But now, since people have arrived at the door, she, who is opening the door for business, cannot do anything but welcome them.
We can't let her stay there forever, right? No one else dares to come in.
After wiping her mouth with a sweat towel, Feng Jiu looked back at Feng Yinan, who said: "Master, go ahead. I will go back to the dormitory to rest later."
"Really?" Feng Jiu was a little worried.
"Okay!" Feng Yinan nodded.
Feng Jiu just hesitated for a moment, and then walked to the front yard with Little Cherry. On the way, she asked a boy to come over later and wait on Master Nan when he returned. She really felt relieved and walked away.
Outside the gate of Tianji Hall, a line of guards stood neatly. In front of the guards was a carriage. The carriage was parked at the door, waiting for the owner inside to come out to greet him.
Standing beside the carriage was the Seventh Prince Zhan Luo Ri. After not seeing each other for half a year, he seemed a little darker than before. His skin had become a healthy wheat color and was no longer as fair as before.
However, when such wheat-colored skin appears on a man's body, it seems to be more beautiful. Zhan Luo Ri is indeed more muscular, handsome and attractive than before.
However, Zhan Luori looked at Feng Jiu with a faint look, even a little distant.
From the beginning, there was a little expectation in his eyes, but after seeing her face and figure, it turned into complete disappointment, and then, indifference.
He just stood by the carriage, his thin lips pursed and his face expressionless.
"Meet the Seventh Prince." Feng Jiu and Xiao Yingtao looked at each other before coming together to salute.
There is no feeling of familiarity at all, as if I have just learned that this is the noble seventh prince in the palace. It is necessary to salute. It is not so respectful, and there is no humbleness. Indifferent, calm and calm, in front of the noble concubine and the prince.
, not at all graceful.
Zhan Luo Ri's face was always as cold as water. Although the ghost doctor Feng Jiu whom he met for the first time gave people a good impression, he was used to being indifferent and would never take the initiative to get close to others.
However, after hearing Feng Jiu's voice, Concubine Qing in the carriage said slowly: "Are you the legendary ghost doctor, Feng Jiu?"
"See you, Your Majesty." Feng Jiu and Xiao Yingtao saluted the people in the carriage, but why was this voice so familiar?
The palace maid went over and opened the curtain of the car for the imperial concubine. When the noble concubine Qing, who was full of jewels and hairpins, came out, Feng Jiu had a hint of astonishment in her eyes, but she hid all her thoughts in the shortest possible time.
She took a step forward and saluted again: "Feng Jiu, please give my regards to the noble concubine."
If she hadn't stepped forward to block Little Cherry behind her, Little Cherry would have been exposed!
Because, this noble concubine Qing is none other than... Feng Qingyin!
No one knows what happened. Why did Feng Qingyin, who had been chasing after His Highness the Crown Prince and kept saying that she wanted to marry the Crown Prince's brother, now become Emperor Qiwen's woman, and even become a woman with a more noble status than Nanmen Rong?
The noble concubine of the Qing Dynasty.
In short, Little Cherry's reaction was not as fast as Fengjiu's. She was so surprised that she almost screamed.
Otherwise, if Feng Jiu had stood forward, her astonished expression would have been captured by the other party.
Little Cherry felt a cold sweat in her heart. Fortunately, the master reacted quickly, otherwise she would have been really in trouble!
How could a person who has never met Concubine Qing and doesn't know Feng Qingyin have such an expression?
If so, it must be that she and Feng Qingyin knew each other before. In this case, the scheming Feng Qingyin will definitely doubt her identity and the identity of Feng Jiu in front of her.
Feng Qingyin stared at the figure in front of her. Her height was not the same, and her face was even more different. Seeing that she was the noble concubine Qing, she was still so calm. It seemed that only her medical skills and the name Feng Jiu were similar to the previous bitch.
When she heard that the prince was injured and was sent here for treatment, she felt a thorn in her heart. This situation was so similar to the last time.
"Are you Feng Jiu?" She smiled lightly and got off the carriage. A young eunuch immediately lay down below and used him as a stepping stone for her.
Feng Qingyin seemed to be very accustomed to this noble lifestyle, stepping on the little eunuch's back with a calm look on her face.
This woman is indeed accustomed to and even likes this kind of life. Trampling on other people's dignity will not make her feel guilty. On the contrary, it will make her life more comfortable.
"I'm Fengjiu." Fengjiu nodded and responded calmly. There was no strange expression between his eyebrows, neither dislike nor liking, neither rejection nor flattery.
Her calm and relaxed attitude makes her look like a master from this world.
"I heard that your medical skills are very good. You can even cure an old man who has been paralyzed for many years."
Feng Qingyin stared at her fair face. This face didn't look fake at all, but it was indeed not Feng Jiu's face.
Could it be that she is really not Feng Jiuer, and is she really too worried?
But why do I always feel like she smells like Feng Jiuer?
