Chapter 211: Biography of Yang Ye (2)

Yun Qingyue picked up the chopsticks and saw that there was chicken soup on the table. She immediately remembered Rongjing’s instructions to Cailian yesterday. She hadn’t spoken yet, only to hear Cailian smiled and said,
Miss, this chicken soup stewed for you yesterday. , Who knows that you and Princess Xiao Ye have slept without even eating dinner. This morning, Ms. Zhao’s mother got up and stewed a pot of fresh soup. Hurry up and use it? Jing Shizi ordered it at the time.

"Don't mention him to me!" Yun Qingyue snorted.
"Miss, do you really like Mr. Rong Feng?" Cailian's voice suddenly became much quieter, and she asked carefully.
"Like!" Yun Qingyue's face was slightly better when she mentioned Rong Feng.
"But the slave-servant seems that Rong Feng son is not as good as Jing Shizi!" Cailian whispered softly.
"That's why you don't understand him." Yun Qingyue felt that she might have difficulty coming to Cailian and other people's ideas. Not only Cailian, but how many people in the world can't be confused by Rongjing's black heart? If she said that he was not good, the Tumo Xingzi of the whole world would probably drown her. She waved her hand, "Hurry up and go to sleep!"
Cailian nodded, and said nothing more, and yawned with the three people listening to the snow and the rain and exited the door.
After the three left, the room became quiet. Yun Qingyue took the chicken soup and took a sip. She thought that Ms. Zhao’s craftsmanship was really good. The chicken soup could stew a light, non-greasy and delicious taste. It was not easy. She took a few more mouthfuls. When she heard footsteps coming to the door at this time, she looked up and saw that it was Mother Zhao, holding a small bowl of soup-like things in her hand. She smiled and praised, "Mother Zhao, your craft is really getting more and more Okay. This chicken broth is so delicious."
"Miss, where does slavery have such craftsmanship? This was sent to you by Jing Shizi this morning." Mother Zhao smiled immediately: "The lady was still asleep at the time, I gave you another warm, or else This is still delicious."
Yun Qingyue was stunned. "Don't Cailian say that you will get up and stew after three shifts?"
"The slave maid got up and stewed after three shifts. Later, when Jing Shizi sent someone to send this, the slave maid didn't stew himself. It smelled different, and the slave maid's craftsmanship still couldn't be taken." .
"It turns out so!" Yun Qianyue looked at the bowl in Mother Zhao's hand and asked, "What is in your hand?"
"The slave maid didn't know what it was here, but it was sent with the chicken broth. The slave maid thought that since it was sent by Jing Shizi, it must have been a good thing, and it got hot. Miss Ms. Zhao shook her head while it was hot!" , Place the bowl in your hand in front of Yun Qianyue.
Yun Qianyue looked down, didn't see what it was, and smelled it again. She seemed to smell the scent of salvia miltiorrhiza and Cordyceps sinensis. There were several other medicines mixed together. I don't know what it was. Salvia miltiorrhiza and Cordyceps sinensis are medicines that are good for the brain, and I want to bring several other medicines that are also good for the brain. She looked up and asked Mom Zhao, "You said this was sent with this chicken soup?"
"It was delivered together!" Mother Zhao nodded.
"Who sent Rongjing?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.
"It was one of the two young people who came to give dinner to the lady last time. It was called Qing or something," said Mother Zhao.
"Qingquan?" Yun Qianyue asked.
"Yes, this is the name. The slave-maid is old and has a bad memory." Mother Zhao nodded quickly.
"Did he say anything?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.
"I didn't say anything, I said that I was ordered by Jing Shizi to send something to the young lady. Then I left." Zhao said.
"Okay, I know, you are busy!" Yun Qingyue waved to Mother Zhao.
Mother Zhao went on.
Yun Qingyue frowned and looked at the chicken soup in his hand and the soup in front of him. It was also a skill to integrate the medicine into the soup. Is she thinking that Rong Feng went back to Rong Jing yesterday to talk about their conversation? Or was Rong Jingzhenru Rongfeng saying that she knew she had a blockage in the brain and gave her medicine today? Rong Feng never said, but he happened to be? She was too lazy to think about it, and she loved it, since she was sent to her door, she had no reason not to accept it. Drink a bowl of chicken soup and drink the bowl of soup again. I ate a few more dishes and a plate of jujube cake before putting down the chopsticks.
At this time, there were footsteps at the entrance of Qianyue Pavilion again. Yun Qianyue looked out, and I saw Lord Yun pacing.
Yun Qianyue did not get up to meet, but waited for Lord Yun to come to the house. Thinking about whether her father came to see her intentionally, or what purpose did she have.
"Miss, the prince is here!" Mother Zhao's voice sounded from outside the door, reminding softly. Cailian and others were sent to sleep by Yun Qingyue, and she could only assume the role of temporary messaging.
"I know!" Yun Qiangyue nodded. "You can get busy after you tidy up the table! Don't bother!"
"Yes!" Ms. Zhao walked in to clean up the dishes on the table, and asked the prince and Yun Yun at the door.
Lord Yun nodded to Mother Zhao and glanced at the dishes in her hand. "Shallow moon only used breakfast?"
"It's the prince. Yesterday, Little Princess Ye stayed in the lady's room. The two narrated, the lady got up late!" Mother Zhao said immediately.
Lord Yun didn't talk much, he picked up the curtain himself and entered the room. I saw Yun Qianyue sitting at the table at a glance, and even if he came to see him, he didn't even mean to greet him or to salute him. Although he was uncomfortable in his heart, he didn't blame him. He walked slowly and glanced at her Said: "Is the injury better?"
"Patriarch Lao missed it, no big deal!" Yun Qingyue pointed to the chair opposite her, treating Master Yun as ordinary people, "Father, sit!"
Lord Yun nodded and sat down. He looked at Yun Qianyue and said again: "The look is still a little bit worse. Ming Shi Jingzi said that he will return to his house when he is injured. Why did he leave suddenly?"
Yun Qingyue thought that he had come to detect letters. She said lightly: "He has a strange temper! Where do I know how to leave suddenly?"
"Let's go!" Lord Yun Yun nodded. "I didn't agree that Jing Shizi lived here with you. It was your grandfather who insisted. Now that your wound is intact, let your brother change it for you if you change the medicine! You Brother's medical skills are still very good."
"Well!" Yun Qingyue nodded, thinking why it was so troublesome? She will change the dressing herself!
"Yesterday I heard that Prince Ye and Princess Ye were staying with you?" Lord Yun asked again.
"Huh!" Yun Qianyue nodded.
"Why did they all live here with you? And I heard that the little prince dyed his clothes here and planned to stay for a long time. This is not a matter of courtesy!" said Lord Yun.
"I can’t help it. You don’t know the temper of the little demon king lightly dyed at night. Where can I get rid of him? And Princess Ye is the princess of Southern Xinjiang, and I like me here. I can’t let her live and leave her. Get out?" Yun Qianyue raised an eyebrow at Lord Yun.
Lord Yun heard that Yun Qingyue's tone was not good, and she thought she was right. He sighed and said slowly: "Although the little prince is good to you, it is always different between men and women. Princess Ye is the only daughter of the king of Nanjiang. Nanjiang is good at the technique of insect curse, it is really not a good provoking master. , The father is just afraid that you are in trouble."
Yun Qingyue nodded, "Father rest assured! They are not bad to me. It is not a problem at present."
"You have your own mind and you're done! The Emperor's attitude toward those dependent countries these years is not too hard or too soft. One day I'm afraid they will be eradicated. Although South Xinjiang is a small country, it is next to Nanliang and Nanliang. The relationship has always been good, almost to the point of not being separated from each other. Nanliang is getting bigger and bigger and has become a taboo of the emperor. Nanjiang is good at the art of insect curse and is also a taboo of the emperor. So you should know that if you are involved with Ye Qian too Deeply, the emperor has paid attention to you, this time I am afraid that it will pay more attention to you." Yun Wang said.
Yun Qingyue is not at all vocal and does not speak.
"And Nan Lingrui actually lived in this house, or your grandfather gave the advice. The two are Prince Nanliang and Princess Nanjiang, both important figures of Nanliang and Nanjiang. I don’t know if your grandfather is How to think about it. The Cloud King's House had already received enough attention from the Emperor. This time I was afraid that the Emperor would be taboo. The father's words for the Emperor and the Emperor had knocked me on the side in the past two days." The Cloud Lord said again.
Yun Qianyue continued to be silent.
"Qingyue, Rongwang Mansion has been standing for a hundred years, and the father does not want to be destroyed by you and me. Can you understand? So be cautious! Be especially troubled now." Yunye Ye said to her for a long time, Yunqianyue did not creak. , Sighed and persuaded.
"Father, I have already said this. Do you think you have swallowed the emperor over the years, and have made three steps work for everyone? Haven't you made King Yun's mansion a passive situation now?" Yun Qianyue looked at Yun Lord Ye, seriously said: "I give my father two choices. Now that you have given me the power of the king's house in my hands, please let go and listen to me. If you don't agree, then you will take back the house. The right of the king, whether it’s glory, humiliation, prosperity, or death, whether it’s good or bad, or death, or live, I don’t care."
"Asagi you..." Lord Yun cloud frowned, his face a little bad.
"You can imagine, whether the rise and fall of Rongwang Mansion is now pinned on me alone? I am Xing, Rong Wang Mansion is prosperous, I die, Rong Wang Mansion is dying. If you think it is not, I am insignificant. Then I From now on, I will only care about myself, regardless of the Royal Palace. Let the inhabitants live. For example, Yun Xianghe, my big sister. For example, my brother, Yun Wanghan, the son of Yun Wang. For example, those sisters and sisters." Yun Qianyue Road.
Lord Yun is silent.
Yun Qianyue also stopped talking. She felt that it was necessary for him to wake him up harder. Fearing heads and tails, you can only be passively beaten. She didn't understand. How could an old man who was so smart with her grandpa have such a useless son? If this continues, the bone residue eaten by the old emperor is probably not left.
"Okay! I don't care about your business in the future." Lord Yun cloud nodded in silence.