The Favoured Medical Princess: 069 Yichai


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After a while, a woman with slender eyebrows walked in holding a delicate and slender little girl.

The woman was about thirty years old, tall, with fair complexion. When she saw Su, she gave her a big salute. "Mr. Mo has met Mrs. Su."

The little girl next to the woman also followed suit and bowed politely.

The woman is Mo, the wife of Chen Lin, the cabinet scholar. The girl's name is Chen Ya, and she is Chen Lin's eldest daughter.

Ms. Su smiled and gave the little girl a jade bracelet.

Chen Ya is only eleven or twelve years old, but she has already become a tall girl. Wearing a brocade skirt embroidered with silver butterfly hooks and jade beads, her complexion becomes fairer, her appearance is beautiful, and her behavior is gentle and generous.

Zhao was really getting happier as she watched, so when Chen Ya saluted her, she immediately took off a white jade bracelet from her wrist and put it on Chen Ya's wrist, holding Chen Ya's hand. A lot of praise.

Lin also gave a ruby ​​bracelet as a meeting gift.

Su Qingping looked on with envy, these were all good things, it would be great if they were all given to herself.

She has seen the wealth of Nangong Mansion. Now seeing that Lin, an unpopular daughter-in-law in the mansion, can easily bring out such good things, she can't help but feel a little sad. If she were this Nangong Mansion, It would be nice to have the daughter-in-law of the government.

Mr. Mo thanked Su, Zhao and Lin with a smile, and in the blink of an eye gave Nangong Cheng and Nangong Yue each an agate bracelet.

As for Su Qingping, she didn't get anything. Instead, she hindered her elders by giving Chen Ya a jade hairpin, which hurt her to death.

Seeing this, Nangong Yue couldn't help but curled her lips sarcastically. Naturally, she could see that Mrs. Zhao was extremely satisfied with Chen Ya, but she had lived an extra life, and she didn't know anything else, but she was very sure that her future hall sister-in-law was not this Chen Ya.

Mr. Mo chatted with Su for a few words. Seeing that Su could not hide her fatigue, she said goodbye with a wink.

Zhao sent Mrs. Mo out of the house diligently and came back with a happy face.

After resting for half an hour and eating fast food, Su said to the girls: "My old lady is old and frail and has no strength. You young girls rarely go out once, so go for a walk in the yard outside." So breathable."

"Mother is right." Mrs. Zhao nodded and said, "Except for young novice monks, male guests are not allowed to enter the west side hall and this row of rooms. You might as well go out and be active."

The three girls hurriedly thanked Mrs. Su and left the wing with the maid and nanny.

As for the Zhao family and the Lin family, they had mothers-in-law to take care of, so naturally they could only stay with the Su family.

As the round-headed little novice monk walked, he introduced various things in this temple in a little voice. For example, the Bailong Temple has a long history. It existed in the previous dynasty, but it was later destroyed by war until the late emperor ascended the throne. It was later rebuilt; for example, the Bailong Temple is the second largest temple in the capital, with the most prosperous incense. Another example is that there is a bamboo forest behind the side hall. It is said that it was planted by eminent monks from the previous dynasty. Even when the old temple was destroyed, This bamboo forest actually survived and became a good story...

Blowing the wind, admiring the bamboo, and taking a walk, the journey was extremely leisurely... until a sudden noise came from beside the bamboo forest, and the sound became louder and louder.

Seeing this, the young novice monk became a little nervous and hurriedly said: "Please ask a few pilgrims to wait here while the young monk goes to see what is going on." A little fat boy insisted on pretending to be an adult. Come on very interesting.

Su Qingping suddenly said: "Let's go over and have a look." After saying that, before anyone else could say anything, she had already followed her with her maid Liu Rong.

Nangong Qing originally wanted to stop him, but thinking that Su Qingping was an elder, he hesitated. With this hesitation, he lost the opportunity. She couldn't leave Su Qingping behind, so she could only turn to Nangong Yue and say, "Third sister, let's go and have a look too."

Nangong Yue nodded, so the two of them followed the noise and walked over with the maid and grandma. They saw that the source of the noise was three men, two of whom were obviously dressed as guards. They were both tall, strong and energetic. Forcibly, they were clamping the arms of a man in blue from left to right, pressing his back, and pressing him face down on the bluestone.

"Let me go! Let me go!" The restrained man struggled awkwardly. His hair was a little messy, but he looked like a familiar person.

Raising his eyes quickly and scanning half a circle, Nangong Yue began to regret in his heart. He knew he shouldn't have followed.

"Cousin Cheng!" Su Qingping shouted excitedly, "Who are you? Let go of cousin!"

Yes, the man who was pinned to the ground was Nangong Cheng. The other five people were obviously in a group, and he didn't know how he got into trouble with this group of people.

The three teenagers with their backs turned to look around. The shortest one in the middle opened the paper fan and said jokingly: "Huh? My cousin is here! Look how sneaky this guy was just now. Could it be that my cousin is here for a private meeting?" This boy is only eleven or twelve years old. He has bright starry eyes, skin like white jade, red lips and white teeth. He looks like a golden boy descended from the earth. He couldn't be more beautiful.

Although he was obviously more handsome than the two teenagers next to him, they were not outdone by him. They just stood there casually without speaking, exuding an intimidating aura of nobility. .

Nangong Yue and Nangong Cheng recognized these two people at just one glance. They were the second prince Han Lingguan and the third prince Han Lingfu.

They meet again! Nangong Yue felt a little uneasy in her heart, but she couldn't show any of it. He could only focus on the young man in the middle. He must be no ordinary person to stand side by side with the two princes!

Nangong Cheng naturally thought of this. She originally wanted to scold the young man for speaking obscenely, but because she was concerned about the young man's identity, she did not dare to speak casually. She looked calm on the surface, but she had thought about it several times in her mind, and after much deliberation, she still didn't think there was any prince who was suitable for this young man's age.

Nangong Yue didn't recognize the boy at first glance, but he did at second glance. The boy is not a real boy, but a girl, a girl disguised as a boy. The girl's name is Qu Jiayue, and she can be said to be a proud daughter of heaven. Her father is Pingyang Hou, the eldest son of the current holy aunt, and her mother is Zhang Guifei's sister. Qu Jiayue herself is quite favored, and she was loved as soon as she was born. The late emperor granted her the title Princess Mingyue.

Qu Jiayue has always been unmatched in the royal capital and was known as the most beautiful woman in the royal capital until Nangong Cheng later took her place.

The two mistresses remained silent, but behind them, Aunt Gui was Nangong Zheng's housekeeper, but she could not tolerate Qu Jiayue's words that would tarnish the reputation of the Nangong family.

Ms. Gui is also very discerning and knows that these people are probably not ordinary people, because she speaks very politely, "I am afraid that this young master has some misunderstanding. This is the fourth master of our family, following the house..."

"Mammy!" Nangong Cheng raised her hand to signal Mammy Gui to stop talking. She gave Nangong Yue a look, and they both took a step forward and saluted gracefully, "See 2..."


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