"But now it's still in the accounts of the Chalin family, and the dead men of the Yan family have also found out some eyebrows." Bei Mingxiao also understood that it is easy to pretend to be sick, but once he gets sick, he cannot successfully complete these tasks.
An Xia didn’t care, sat down, and ordered his servants to remove the tea used by the second prince, put in new tea, and sat there tasting tea, and said,
In fact, your work is also secretive. It's not better to be sick..."
The ending is very long.
She didn't want to take action to heal Bei Mingqi, wolves are unfamiliar!
"Come on, I'll give you a few shots, and pass a few imperial doctors to the mansion, so that it can confuse people's eyes and ears." An Xia thought about it, but felt that it would be better to use some hands and feet.
The two princes wouldn't stare at Bei Mingxiao for no reason, they must have discovered something.
Now that you want to pretend to be sick, you have to be more realistic.
Of course, Bei Mingxiao couldn't get sick too suddenly, he first coughed slightly in the morning.
It didn't attract anyone's attention, but Yan Zheng did.
He also worked for the second prince.
Although Bei Mingqi was soaking in the breast bath, the task of finding young women fell on Yan Zheng. He had to send people to buy young girls, but this imperial city plus the surrounding area, how many people can there be? Selling your daughter?
Even if you buy minions, the number is a bit staggering.
And it is a constant need.
Because of this, Yan Zheng is anxious.
It's not easy to get out now, and you can only stand up after Yan Guifei canonized the emperor.
The old emperor had always known that Bei Mingxiao was not in good health, so he took a deep look at this time, and then recruited him into the imperial study room.
"Is your body okay recently?" In fact, the emperor is also surprised. Except for the eldest son, the other princes are more or less unhealthy, especially the second and third princes.
In fact, the emperor was also afraid that the second prince and the third prince would have three long and two short.
"Back to the emperor, the son is fine, just infected with the wind and cold." Bei Mingxiao didn't care.
But his face was obviously pale.
Looking at Bei Mingxiao, the old emperor wanted to say something, but finally swallowed it back: "Remember to let the royal doctor show it."
In fact, the death of Bei Mingxian was a big blow to the old emperor. After all, blood was thicker than water. From childhood to big, his most important son was also Bei Mingxian.
Thinking of this, the emperor's heart ached again.
At this moment, Wadezhu walked in, glanced at Bei Mingxiao, and stopped talking.
The emperor was annoyed and waved his hand: "What's the matter, let's talk."
"Back to the emperor, in the morning, Princess Lan said she was not feeling well. The imperial physician went to check her pulse and found out she was two months pregnant." Wei Dezhu was actually shocked. He sent someone to go quietly when he received the news. After leaving the Fairview Palace, he came to report to the emperor.
He understood that Concubine Lan's pregnancy might have an impact on Concubine Yan's rear position.
For the emperor, it is completely different from the prince adopted by Concubine Yan Gui.
"Father, my son is unwell, so I should withdraw first." Bei Mingxiao was also shocked, but he didn't show it. At this time, he couldn't say congratulations to his father, he could only find a reason to leave. .
The expression of the emperor really changed again, with surprises, shocks, and more joy.
"How about Lan Fei's eyeball?" Although An Si used aphrodisiac drugs to make the old emperor unhappy, he broke another eyeball and made the old emperor turn a blind eye to her, just looking at the harem. An Si was the youngest and most beautiful. Under Zhao Jingmei's instruction and training, she was like a duck in bed, which was really unforgettable for the emperor.
When I heard that I was pregnant, the emperor would naturally be more concerned.
Wadezhu actually didn't want to tell the truth, but he couldn't hide it.
In a short period of time, Yan Guifei couldn't come up with a countermeasure.
"It seems to be a lot better." Wadezhu also considered it for a while before saying so.
These words were ambiguous. The emperor frowned. He really lost interest at once, and waved his hand lazily: "Okay, step back."
When Wei Dezhu walked to the gate of the palace, the emperor said again: "Let Yu Doctor Zhang go to the Xiao Palace."
He was still thinking about Bei Mingxiao's body.
At this time, Concubine Yan led the Eleventh Prince with a smile on his face and walked in again.
The eleventh prince had a chubby little face. When he smiled, his eyes were narrowed. As soon as he came in, he stepped forward to beat the emperor on his back: "Father, the emperor must be tired because he is too young. "
It seems very guilty.
Concubine Yan Gui stood aside, her expression unnatural.
Sure enough, as soon as the eleventh prince's words fell, the emperor's face darkened, and he looked at Concubine Yan Gui: "This is what you taught him?"
The emperor’s expression here changed. Seeing that the momentum was not good, Bei Mingzhi hurriedly knelt down at the emperor’s feet: "Father is relieved of his anger, all this has nothing to do with the mother and concubine, and the sons and ministers just feel sorry for the father."
At a young age, I have long learned to observe words and colors.
Concubine Yan also knelt down with a "pump": "The emperor calms down, but the concubine dare not. The concubine just teaches the branch to learn poetry and song and let him stay with the concubine. Others, the concubine dare not dare. miss you."
After she heard that An Si was pregnant, she became a little anxious.
Only then did this show.
At this point, it seemed that Bei Mingzhi, no matter how fond of the old emperor, could not be compared with the position of prince.
Concubine Yan Gui also understood that she was eager for quick success, but she was also a little disappointed.
The hard work of these few days has been wasted.
"I'm tired, go down." The emperor rubbed his aching forehead and waved his hand.
The emperor knew what he was thinking about the people around him. After all, he was too old to accept it.
Concubine Yan Gui was still kneeling there, trembling all over.
The old emperor was even more upset: "Go down."
"Yes, the emperor..." Concubine Yan Gui was unable to help Bei Mingzhi, who was a little dazed with fright, and quickly retreated.
At this time, Concubine Yan Gui was not only afraid, but also upset.
At this time, she already knew the emperor's thoughts, and her hard work these days was spent in vain. Among these princes, Bei Mingzhi couldn't let the old emperor take a look and care more.
Being so tossed by Concubine Yan Gui, the old emperor was even more unmotivated, and did not ask An Si about the situation.
In Huayang Palace, An Si waited for a day to spread the news, and was extremely disappointed that he did not wait for the emperor to come.
But the plan has to be carried out and cannot be changed.
"An Si is pregnant!" An Xia looked at Bei Mingxiao: "Is it wrong, how can she be pregnant..."
"How do you say?" Bei Mingxiao felt that it was a good thing that An Si was pregnant. At least he could suppress the limelight of the concubine Yan, and even the family of Yan.
It's just that he didn't understand the meaning of An Xia's words.
"Her eyes can't be kept, it's the medicine I sent. The medicine contains a lot of musk. After using it for so long, even if you are pregnant, you should have a fetus." An Xia couldn't figure it out.
It was not that she deliberately prevented An Si from being pregnant, but to heal her eyes. The smell of musk is a must.
While talking, An Xia shook her head: "It seems that I have to investigate."
He immediately raised his head and looked at Bei Mingxiao: "Your face is not very good-looking, what did the emperor say?"
"Everything went well." Bei Mingxiao nodded with a smile on his face: "The imperial doctor will be here soon."
"Okay, then I'll avoid it first." An Xia tried Bei Mingxian's pulse, making sure that there would be no flaws, and got up and left.
Master An is not feeling well at this time. He looked at Yan Zongyue, who was like an uncle, and ordered the housekeeper to send someone to find An Xia.
It was not that he was in a hurry to marry a daughter, but that he had to use his daughter once, after all, the Yan family's status is different now.
Once the concubine Yan Gui was canonized, the eleventh princes still had their early days.
Thinking of this, Anshu Achievement wants to get closer to the Yan family.
"Yan Shuai, sit down and wait a while, little girl... I'm not at the house, the old man has already sent someone to inform her." An Shucheng's frame was inverted, and his tone was not rushed.
After all, he was the imperial master of the dynasty, the celebrity in front of the emperor.
Now it's lost, and it's still unabated.
"Master, don't be anxious, juniors just pass by here, take a look." Yan Zongyue's complexion is obviously not very good.
An Xia is not in the house, where will he be?
Until noon, there was no news of An Xia. An Shucheng had a cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't know how to confess like Yan Zongyue, but he hated An Xia's daughter.
"Teacher, to be honest, where are the Anxia people?" Yan Zongyue felt that An Jia deliberately hung him, so he came to the house and refused to meet.
An Shucheng almost lost his temper. He straightened his waist and sat straight up: "Shuai Yan, don't worry, the little girl is in a special status now, and the old man can't control her as before, so...not at the house all day."
"Huh!" Yan Zongyue stood up abruptly and glanced at An Shucheng coldly: "Master An is a wise man, and the imperial decree of marriage is a little bit. If Anjia can't hand over someone, he is resisting the decree."
This hat was big when it was buttoned down, and An Shucheng stood up hurriedly, but he was a little bit unstable. He didn't stand up straight after holding a corner of the table with one hand. His head became dizzy, and his heart became more angry.
"Yan Shuai can rest assured that the old man will send his daughter to the sedan chair even if he is tied up." An Shucheng promised.
"That's not necessary. The younger generation met with Miss An. She still won't be able to go to the sedan chair. As long as Mrs. An does not treat her slowly because of her previous identity, everything is easy to say." Yue gives An Xia an injustice, as if he is going to disturb Anfu's chickens and dogs.
Let An Shu feel hatred, but on the face he can only respond kindly.
Until Yan Zongyue left, An Shucheng still couldn't figure it out. He really didn't understand this eldest daughter. These days, he hadn't stopped at all and nearly ruined An's home several times.
Even more regretful, if Mrs. An is still alive, at least An Xia can show up.
"Stay away from Yan Zongyue." After seeing the imperial physician, Bei Mingxiao came to An Xia's yard. The weather was cold, and An Xia was holding a stove and making tea in person.
She was dressed in a pink plum-colored snow fox cotton coat, a pleated skirt with a lot of flowers and auspicious clouds, and a pale plum shirt. He looked cozy. He was a little surprised when Bei Mingxiao said: "What happened?"
Bei Mingxiao glared at her with a bad expression: "Yan Zongyue has found Anfu."
"What are you afraid of?" An Xia didn't care, she was waiting for Yan Zongyue to find it by herself!
