Fast Traveling Plane Mall

Chapter 16 The Sad Prince (5)

From the Imperial Study Room to the Longevity Palace, Jiang Xun's heart has been falling. Mothers in the world have the most sensitive thoughts, and I don't know if Xuanyuan Yi's mother will see through.

After Jiang Xun arrived at the Longevity Palace, he saw a graceful and luxurious woman sitting on a chair with a tired look on her face, and the maids beside her were rubbing her temples on both sides.

"Mother."

Jiang Xun shouted respectfully, her voice choked with sobs. The original owner's emotions were affecting her again, so Jiang Xun had to work hard to control it.

"Yi'er is here, come and let the queen mother take a look, you haven't been in the palace to see the queen mother for many days." The queen mother waved happily.

Jiang Xun stepped forward hesitantly and asked, "Queen Mother, I heard that Brother Huang said that you are ill. What's going on?"

The queen mother smiled kindly: "Your brother is just too worried. The queen mother is old, and those symptoms are all too normal."

"Empress Mother, don't talk about the emperor, even the son is worried, tell the son what's going on quickly." Jiang Xun asked anxiously, with inexplicable emotions in his heart that seemed to be gushing out.

The queen mother smiled and shook her head: "Why is Yi'er so reserved today? She was very cute in the past."

Jiang Xun was startled, and the coercion from the queen mother's body involuntarily radiated out, so frightened that sweat broke out on Jiang Xun's forehead.

The queen mother looked at Jiang Xun suspiciously, and Jiang Xun hurriedly shifted his attention.

"Cui'er, tell me, what's the matter with the queen mother." Jiang Xun pointed to the big maid beside the queen mother.

Cui'er glanced at the queen mother, then asked for a gift and said in an orderly manner: "Reporting to His Royal Highness Yi Wang, the queen mother personally cooked some Bazhen soup for the emperor to drink, but she had a headache and dizziness after a night Symptoms, sometimes palpitations, chest tightness, and fatigue, the imperial doctor said it was caused by too much fatigue, so you should cultivate yourself."

After hearing this, Jiang Xun laughed and said: "My mother's symptoms happened to me before. At that time, there was a wandering master who prescribed a prescription. The effect was good. I wrote it down. Now it is just for my mother to use. I hope my mother will soon recover."

The Empress Dowager nodded with deep eyes, and Cui'er beside her was a little confused about the situation, so she ordered someone to fetch a pen and paper.

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had long been proficient in Xuanyuan Yi's handwriting, otherwise she would have to give up at this time.

The queen mother is obviously suffering from high blood pressure, and the prescription for lowering blood pressure happens to be a secret recipe in the medical book I read before, and I just use it now.

Jiang Xun quickly wrote down the prescription and gave it to the Queen Mother.

After a careful look, the Queen Mother finally showed a smile again, and then handed the prescription to Tweety Er and said with a smile: "Yi'er has a heart, but the Queen Mother hasn't seen you painting for a long time, now that you are free, can you paint?" One for the queen."

Jiang Xun's heart tightened. He was still doubting her. From Xuanyuan Yi's memory, he knew that Xuanyuan Yi's painting skills were very powerful. Even in the Xuanyuan Dynasty, countless people admired him. His painting skills were taught by the Queen Mother since he was a child. , if the handwriting can be imitated, then the painting is absolutely impossible to imitate, let alone deceive the Queen Mother.

Jiang Xun sighed inwardly, but responded with a smile on his lips.

All the instincts of Xuanyuan Yi are there, so it is not difficult for Jiang Xun to paint, and even some small personal habits can be imitated to the same extent. It is a pity that Jiang Xun has never painted before, so I am afraid it is a bit unfamiliar.

Jiang Xun pondered for a while, and then made a picture of plum blossoms spit out pistils, implying standing behind a broken back.

Compared with the past, Jiang Xun's paintings seem to have a little more spirituality, but some small habits have not changed.

"My mother, my son hasn't painted for a long time, I'm afraid it's a little unfamiliar."

Jiang Xun showed the painting to the Queen Mother.

The queen mother picked up the painting and read it over and over again, tremblingly touching the plum blossom in the painting, her eyes were red.

"My Yi'er has finally grown up..." the Queen Mother said with a sob.

Jiang Xun stepped forward with a guilty conscience: "Mother, after being injured this time, my son suddenly realized how confused he was in the past, which bothered the mother and the emperor so much..."

"My son..."

Before Jiang Xun finished speaking, the queen mother hugged Jiang Xun and began to cry.

Jiang Xun's tears also flowed down unknowingly, but her heart began to be alarmed, and her intuition told her that something might happen if she was influenced by the original owner's emotions.

Jiang Xun finally regained his composure after the maid at the side comforted him, and only left the palace after talking and laughing.

Before leaving the palace, Jiang Xun went to find Xuanyuanhao again, and the two talked secretly for a while, and Jiang Xun finally felt at ease.

The seven days had come, and Jiang Xun brought blood ginseng to the inn where the Nangong family stayed. At this moment, the head of the Nangong family had returned to the Nangong family, and there was only one old man and a few young people left in the inn.

Several members of the Nangong family saw Jiang Xun with disgust on their faces. Jiang Xun smiled bitterly in his heart. The old man didn't show any disgust towards her, but it is not ruled out that he hid his disgust in his heart.

"I wonder if King Yi can bring the blood ginseng?" the old man asked neither humble nor overbearing.

Jiang Xun nodded: "I have found the blood ginseng, but I have two conditions. As long as the Nangong family agrees to these two conditions, I will offer the blood ginseng immediately."

"Xuanyuan Yi, you are too deceitful. This blood ginseng belongs to my family, so why should you agree to your bullshit conditions?"

"That's right, Xuanyuan Yi, don't know what's good or bad. The treasure of my family was stolen by you. It's kind enough not to settle accounts with you."

As soon as Jiang Xun finished speaking, the young people all contemptuously criticized, Jiang Xun looked at the old man fixedly as if he hadn't heard it.

The old man frowned, a little dissatisfied.

"I don't know what King Yi wants to do."

Jiang Xun breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he didn't refuse, otherwise the Liangzi of the Nangong family would have ended.

"First, I don't want the news of finding the blood ginseng to spread."

After Jiang Xun finished speaking and looked at the people present, the old man was a little surprised. He glanced at Jiang Xun in surprise, and then nodded without hesitation. This condition is not a condition at all. On the contrary, it is beneficial to both parties. The news about Shen was spread, I am afraid it will not be easy for them to go back this time.

Jiang Xun smiled, and then said: "As for the second thing, you are so eager to find the blood ginseng, I am afraid it is not just as simple as the family treasure, otherwise the thousand-year-old snow lotus and moon lotus grass of our Xuanyuan family are enough to compare with the thousand-year-old ginseng. Blood ginseng, I heard that the young master of the Nangong family has been bedridden, the millennium blood ginseng is probably prepared for the young master, this time I will go back with you, maybe I can solve the young master's illness."

"Hmph, just you, Prince Yi, seeing a doctor is no joke. You can't even compare to the handyman disciples of our Nangong family." A young man sarcastically said.

Jiang Xun's eyes froze, and the aura of the superior was unknowingly released. He looked at the young man with disdain and said indifferently: "Could it be that you, a brat, are the ones who decide the matter of the Nangong family. If you have the ability to play tricks, you don't know how to do medicine?"

The young man blushed at what he said, and glanced at Jiang Xun angrily. He wanted to say something more, but was stopped by the old man's look.

"I don't know how much Yi Wang knows about medical skills, but he is so arrogant." The old man looked at Jiang Xun coldly and said.

(End of this chapter)