The phoenix pattern is surging

Li Yuanshan gave a deep drink, and belatedly realized that he was out of proportion just now. He bowed and saluted, and said earnestly: "The early spring is the time when the disease is raging. With the current body of your highness, you must cherish it again and again. Don't be careless."

"Especially don't catch a cold, in case the cold enters the body and hurts the root."

"If His Highness doesn't cherish himself, even if the old man has the art of rejuvenation, everything he does will be in vain."

Although Li Ran was not too impressed with his words, he also understood that the old man had said so much for his sake, so he nodded and said, "Okay. I will pay attention, don't worry."

Li Yuanshan was relieved when he heard his words, but he did not dare to relax, he did not sloppy in administering medicine and needles, for fear that if he was not careful, something would go wrong.

After Li Yuanshan left, the old mother ordered Qiaoxin and others to close the windows, leaving only one for ventilation, and lowered the heavy curtains to prevent the cold wind from entering the room, and removed the agarwood and replaced it with gall grass.

After feeding Li Ran the medicine, seeing that Li Ran was not in good spirits, he couldn't help feeling sad, patted his hand under the quilt, and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Highness is unhappy, how can this old slave not understand? But since ancient times, It is very common for a man to have three wives and four concubines, let alone the Tian family's harem?"

"His Royal Highness is now below one person and over ten million people. Don't make His Majesty unhappy because of a small loss. Although we are from the royal family, we are only descendants of the country. In terms of family background, how can we On a par with those Beiye famous families?"

"Your Highness, please listen to the old slave's advice, don't be unhappy with His Majesty because of the draft. If you are unhappy, His Majesty must be unhappy in his heart. But no matter how unhappy you are, you can't blame yourself. The old slave looked at him coldly, His Majesty has His Highness in his heart." That’s why he loves the two Highnesses so much.”

"Let's say something presumptuous. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven after all. No matter how much you love Your Majesty, there is still a harem."

"Your Highness used to be too cold-tempered, but now, this old slave is very pleased. Everyone wants a successor, but the emperor's favor is unlikely to last forever. If you want to keep this supreme position, you have to be pampered and not arrogant. Virtue, generosity, and kindness are the way to go.”

"This old slave is a woman of the first class, and her literacy is absolutely inferior to that of His Highness, but when it comes to the way of survival in the harem, she can still explain why."

"Your Highness, although we now have His Royal Highness the Crown Prince leaning on us, no one can say for sure until many things are settled. As the saying goes, take a step back and the sea will open up. You must hold your breath, and the future will be long."

Li Ran was secretly surprised, the old mama didn't talk much on weekdays, and occasionally she would mention one or two points, but she stopped talking.

It will definitely not be like this, every word is like a pearl, every sentence is a proverb.

As a person who has experienced it, as an old man who has lived in the harem for most of her life and is over half a hundred years old, she teaches him the way of survival, speaking with earnestness and heart.

Li Ran asked himself, how could he not be moved?

He took his hand out from under the brocade quilt, squeezed the old lady's hand tightly, and said, "Don't worry, I won't mess around. Let them all rest assured, I have a sense of proportion."

The old mama wiped the corners of her eyes and nodded again, covered his hands under the quilt, and said softly: "It's not long after the moon has just come out, and I'm still catching a cold, so don't catch a cold again. You should rest for a while , this old slave is going to make some ginger soup to drive away the cold and heat."

While talking, he covered Li Ran with a quilt, "The weather is changing rapidly now, and the servants are becoming more and more unruly. You have to recite the scriptures to them carefully, so as not to make any mistakes."

Li Ran laughed: "If you always go out, you will definitely succeed."

When the old mammy heard this, she burst into tears and laughed, and said angrily: "Your Highness really likes to make fun of people more and more."

After finishing speaking, he straightened the curtain, looked around again, and then retreated with peace of mind, not forgetting to order Yuehua and Liuli to wait outside with 12 points of energy to serve him.

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Yonghui Palace is located in the northwest corner of Changle Palace in the Imperial City of Xiping. Fragrant concubine bamboos are planted all over the backyard, and the phoenix tails are fluttering. It is a very quiet place.

When Su Mo's imperial chariot arrived, Xiang Xinsu was not in the front hall. Surprised, Su Mo learned that she had gone to the backyard, and did not allow anyone to inform her, so she walked along the chasing corridor to the backyard.

Fang turned around the corridor, and in the blue sea and green mist, a graceful figure jumped into his eyes.

Su Mo stopped and stared at the figure admiringly, with a gentle and lingering expression.

Xiang Xinsu didn't notice him, the tip of his sword turned and stabbed straight at him.

She is only a beginner in swordsmanship, and she can't stop the sword once she makes it.

After seeing the bright yellow figure clearly, he couldn't help screaming in fright.

Su Mo narrowed her peachy eyes, moved her feet to avoid the sword, stretched out her hand to grab her waist, and teased softly: "The green bamboos and sparse forests startle Hongying, who is Aifei trying to startle? Hmm?"

Xiang Xinsu's face was already blushing, she barely got out of his embrace and stood up, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you here?"

After Fang asked, he realized that he had lost his sense of proportion, and immediately lowered his eyebrows and flattered his body, and said in a serious manner, "I... my concubine sees Your Majesty."

Su Mo's smile froze, and soon returned to normal. He stretched out his hand to help her, and said, "In the future, when there are no outsiders around, it will be the same as before. Don't worry about palace rules. Rules are dead, and people are alive. I still like the unruly you."

The flower in Fancheng that fascinated thousands of men and women back then did not earn its name in vain.

Xiang Xinsu's face was already flushed, and he said, "I dare not."

Su Mo smiled, and lifted her chin with two fingers, and there was a sparkle in Qiushui's bright eyes: "The women in the palace all look the same, it's interesting to talk to you like before, so you still want to reject me? "

Xiang Xinsu pursed her lips, and after pondering for a moment, asked in a low voice: "Is your concubine okay?"

Judging by his expression and tone of voice, he couldn't hide his jealousy.

Su Mo lifted the hem of his robe and sat down on the porch chair in the Liujiao Pavilion, looking at her with a faint smile: "Concubine? Are you jealous of her?"

"How? She's just... In short, what does it matter to me whether you like it or not?"

She looked proud, and her eyes and eyebrows seemed to be in a state that could not be polluted by profanity.

Su Mo's eyes flickered, and he couldn't help but feel moved: "Silly girl, you like me, so why pretend to be indifferent? It makes people feel distressed for no reason."

Xiang Xinsu was taken aback for a moment, but was aroused by his words "provoking heartache for no reason", turned his face away in surprise and shame, and said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Su Mo's eyes moved again, and he stretched out his hand to hook her to sit on his lap, rubbing the blushing side face with his thumb, and said in a low voice, "Are you still used to living in Yonghui Palace?"

"Fortunately."

"That's good. I'm still worried that you won't get used to it, and I really love you."

"You...you don't have to treat me like this, I'm just a dead..."

"Hush, needless to say, I understand."

Su Mo's eyes were like waves, "I only hope that you can always be like this, I... I like your eyes, so beautiful, so proud. Nothing can damage your pride, I firmly believe."

Xiang Xinsu's hand holding the hem of the clothes was tight and tight, and finally let go of the hem of the clothes, put his arms around Su Mo's back, and asked in a low voice, "Have you encountered any troubles?"