The Favoured Medical Princess

"Mrs. Zhou is courteous, please sit down."

Nangong Yue said kindly that in order to make her less nervous, Xiao Fei was also called to accompany her.

Zhou Roujia sat down dignifiedly under Nangong Yue, his hands clasped on his lap, and the handkerchief was crumpled.

The maidservants served hot tea and snacks, and after a few words of greeting, Xiao Fei said enthusiastically: "Mrs. Zhou, you know, everyone is in Luoyue City."

Zhou Roujia, who was so nervous and sweaty in the palm of his hand, heard his eyes lit up and asked, "Was everyone here?"

"Yeah. Just arrived yesterday." Xiao Fei said with a frowning eyebrow. "It is said that everyone is a good friend of Mrs. Jiang in Huanxi Pavilion. This time, she was invited by Mrs. Jiang. On Qin, can Miss Zhou go with us?"

The name of Shiren is Shi Qingya, and he is everyone in the world.

Shijia was originally the home of Gongxun in the former dynasty. After the demise of the former dynasty, the orphan of Shijia moved back to his ancestral home.Shi Qingya once worshipped the famous master Zhang Xianzhi as a teacher, pondered the piano art all her life, and combed herself at the age of sixteen. Over the years, she has traveled all over Dayu and pursued the ultimate in piano art. The piano skill has already surpassed her teacher and has become a school of her own. It's a generation.

Nangong Yue had a good violin, so after getting the post from Huanxi Pavilion yesterday, she immediately got off, and Xiao Fei was overjoyed when she heard the news.At this moment, thinking of the big girl Zhou or Qin, Xiao Fei couldn't help but invite her to go together.

Zhou Roujia said radiantly: "Thank you Ms. Xiao. I like the song "Deification" by Shi Shiren very much.

As soon as he talked about the piano, Zhou Roujia fell in love and talked with Xiao Fei happily. The smile on his face was a little deeper.

The maid delivered dim sum and saw that Zhou Roujia was not as nervous as before. Nangong Yue turned his head and drew the topic and said: "Girl Zhou tastes this camellia cake."

Zhou Roujia looked at the dessert with curiosity. The dessert was made with a camellia-like mold and was light pink.She picked it up, and before she put it in her mouth, there was a faint scent of flowers, and she tempted her to bite it down.

Camellia cakes are made to a size of one finger, one bite at a time, and you don’t have to worry about debris falling down and being decent.

Zhou Roujia ate two pieces in a row, and then embarrassedly said, "Concubine Shizi. But is this Camellia Cake made of Camellia?"

"Girl Zhou is really smart." Nangong Yue smiled slightly, "Now the camellia is blooming just right, so I let people pick some camellia to make snacks. However, now that I am eating this camellia cake, I feel that some camellia is still missing. Come to embellish. I wonder if the girl would go pick some flowers for me in the yard?"

Zhou Roujia's body was suddenly tense, and vaguely guessed Nangong Yue's deep intentions, and was upset, but she still got up and stood up, and blessed herself.

Nangong Yue indicated with a glance that Queer was leading the way for Zhou Roujia. They left the small flower hall and gradually walked away...

Xiao Fei watched them leave with some anticipation.

After the last visit of Nangong Yue to General Dingyuan's palace, Xiao Fei thought that this marriage might not have been expected, but did not expect that it would turn around again, and Liu Liuhua was clear... She only hoped that this time she would see it smoothly and profitably.

Queer and a little maid led Zhou Roujia's master and servant through a veranda and along the winding cobblestone path. After a while, the small garden appeared in front.

At the birthday feast of the King of Zhennan last month, Zhou Roujia also visited the small garden to admire flowers, but now it seems that it is already another scene. Last month, the camellia here was still a flower bud that was waiting to be released. Looking out, the branches are thick green leaves, and the flowers are purple and red.Occasionally a gentle breeze blew, and the charming sea of ​​flowers swayed with the wind, graceful, and a burst of flowers greeted us.

Camellia in southern Xinjiang is famous, and there are many rare varieties in the garden of Wangfu, 18 bachelors, hexagonal scarlet, Chidan, Zhuangyuan red, clawed hibiscus... If it is usual, Zhou Rou Jiading will stop. , Appreciate it, but now she is a little absent-minded.

"Mother Zhou, please go here." Queer led Zhou Roujia to bypass a small lake and came to a flower house. There was a field of camellia outside the flower house, and the women of several flower houses were on standby.

As soon as she saw that Queer was coming, a Tsing Yi wife greeted her: "Miss Queer, how are you here? But what did Princess Shizi tell me?" While the wife was talking, she looked at Zhou Roujia without any trace, and her heart was secret. Curious about the girl's identity.

Queer said with a smile: "The Princess of the World wanted to pick some camellia and insert it into Bixiaotang."

When the mother-in-law listened, she immediately sent the scissors and the flower basket diligently.

Queer sent his wife, accompanied Zhou Roujia to pick along the flower field, and told her about Nangongyue's preferences.

Although Queer also knew that it was a fake to let Zhou Roujia come to the small garden to pick flowers today, and seeing his second son Xiao Luan was the real purpose, but since he found this reason, he always had to do enough work on the surface.

Zhou Roujia tried hard to focus on the camellia, click, click... cut off a branch with flowers, one after another...

Gradually, Zhou Roujia's impetuous heart also settled down, picking Camellia intently.What she picked was not the most blooming and beautiful flowers, but the flowers that were half-and-half-waiting, and when the flowers in the vase would fully bloom tomorrow, it was the most beautiful time.

Queer also cut flowers aside, turning his head from time to time to see Zhou Roujia, with a little smile in his eyes.

"Meow--"

A cat meow sounded from the flower bush, Zhou Roujia just cut a camellia, looked at it, and saw a ball of orange hair rushed by the flower field and ran to the pavilion by the small lake...

Probably a cat raised by people in Fuchu.Without much thought, Zhou Roujia quickly took back her eyes and continued to cut flowers.

Queer also looked up half a circle, thinking he had heard it wrong, and turned his attention to the camellia in front of him.

Xiaoju chased a green butterfly and ran diligently, stretching out his claws from time to time to pick up the green butterfly in midair. The green butterfly was flying slowly, high for a while, low for a while. .

"Mimi--"

Xiao Ju made a soft and nearly squeaky cry, flicking left and jumping right, under the sunlight, the pupil shrunk into a thin black line in the golden cat’s eyes, and his eyes glowed, except for the green butterfly, which was almost I can't see anything.

It was so much fun, I didn't even notice that a young woman wearing pink brocades hanging on her feet was sitting in the gazebo by the lake. The young woman combed a slanted bun on her head. I inserted a red gold flower in the form of Baochai, and wore a pink camellia, which was flamboyant, and her snow-like skin showed a hint of the charming of the young woman.

It was only at this moment that her eyebrows were tightly locked, and she seemed to be in a bad mood. She was holding a big red camellia in her hands and broke down angrily after another petal.

"Aunt... Auntie," a Tsing Yi maid beside the young woman persuaded me carefully, "The concubine will not let his wife and old lady come in to see you... How about you and the prince? Since you passed the door, the prince has always been to you Pampering." In the eyes of the maidservant, the prince naturally loved his own master. Except for Wei Weifei, the most frequent prince in the weekdays was his own master's house.There is a saying: "The old man loves the young wife", the master is now Fang Huazheng Mao, the person is more than Hua Jiao, how can the prince not feel sorry for it!

The young woman, Fang Ziman, had her eyes lit up first, but then she fell into distress again. She said: "Although the prince is not bad to me, this is a matter of the house. I am afraid that the prince's character will not be controlled... "Zhennan King likes a clever and sensible woman. She only spent half a month in the mansion. She hasn't got a foothold in the mansion. If she rushes to the court to confess her concubine, she might even leave a bad impression on him. After falling into the same position as my aunt, Fang, I would like to reverse the situation by then. I am afraid it will take ten times as much effort.

Didn't she violate her intention?

Thinking, Fang Ziman rubbed the camellia in his hands even harder, and then dropped it on the ground, staring fiercely at the scarlet red flower as if looking at the enemy.

The Weis have been in the government for so many years, and have not given birth to a prince for the prince, but they have been occupying the prince unconsciously, and it is simply a corpse meal!

Originally, Fang Ziman wanted her grandmother Mrs. Fang Sitai and her mother Fang Qifang to come to the palace to give her an idea, so she sent the news to Fangfu. At first, the grandmother and mother came and made her very happy. But from the previous two days, as soon as the post of the four bedrooms of the Fang family was handed into the palace, it was rejected, and it must have been done by the concubine who was in charge of the family!

Obviously, the princess of the world was hated for the fact that he almost married his cousin, so he deliberately embarrassed himself!