Zhi Xuan

With Zhi Xuan's affirmation, the young master burst into laughter and burst into joy.Sweeping away the sluggishness of the past few days, the whole person became energetic, wishing to get up immediately to study and practice martial arts.

Seeing his behavior like this, Mrs. Yang felt relieved.

Today's performance will definitely be passed on to the court, and it doesn't matter whether outsiders believe it or not, as long as the king believes that Ming's words come from the heart and is willing to protect him, his son will surely grow up safely.

Mrs. Yang doesn't believe in people's hearts, she only trusts Zhi Xuan.

This kind of trust was so abrupt that she herself felt incredible, but she never wavered or doubted it.

"Mother, I want to drink medicine." Young Master Ming sat up and asked for medicine.

Young Master Ming's body was poisoned and cold air entered his body. Although his life was saved, his illness could not be reversed in a short period of time.

During these days in bed, Young Master Ming drank more medicine than he ate.When falling into a coma, one bowl of decoction is not enough, and it takes three bowls in a row to cover the spilled medicine.

I drank too much medicine, and my mouth was always filled with bitterness.

The lingering smell of medicine in the room is hard for adults to get used to, let alone young children.

Before today, Young Master Ming was against taking medicine.Seeing the maid holding the decoction, her little face immediately wrinkled into a ball, and she even hid in the quilt just to avoid taking the medicine.It took Mrs. Yang's repeated persuasion before Young Master Ming reluctantly lifted the brocade quilt, frowned and drank the bitter soup.

Aiming at Gongzi Ming's condition, Dr. Sang prescribed a new prescription and cooked the decoction himself.Adding licorice to the prescription will not affect the efficacy of the medicine but is easier to drink.

Doctor Sang didn't do it deliberately, but followed Zhixuan for a long time, tried every means to take care of his body, and was well versed in Zhixuan's medication habits.When prescribing the medicine, habitually adjust the taste of the medicine, try to neutralize the bitterness, and make the decoction easier to take.

Mrs. Yang didn't understand this, and she couldn't help being surprised when she saw the new prescription.After serious consideration, I became more and more grateful to Zhi Xuan.

In her opinion, if there was no order from the emperor, how could Dr. Sang do his best and consider even the smallest details.

The freshly brewed decoction was served, Zhi Xuan took the medicine bowl and handed it to Young Master Ming without using other people's hands.

"If you want to be a general, you should not be afraid of taking medicine."

Seeing the steaming soup, Young Master Ming cringed instinctively and wanted to hide under the quilt.Hearing these words, he immediately mustered up his courage, took a deep breath, took the medicine bowl with both hands, made sure that the temperature would not burn his mouth, and drank it with his head raised.

I thought it would be full of bitterness, but the entrance is completely different.Bitterness is accompanied by a touch of sweetness, which made Young Master Ming's eyes widen, his face full of disbelief.

The medicine is actually sweet?

Seeing Young Master Ming's expression, Zhi Xuan chuckled, untied the bag on his belt, pulled the string, took out a square hard candy, and fed it to Young Master Ming.

So sweet!

Young Master Ming held the sweet candy in his mouth, looked up at Zhi Xuan, his eyes were shining like stars.

"Thank you sir." Young Master Ming boldly grasped Zhi Xuan's sleeve, his voice was a bit muffled because of the sugar in his mouth.

Zhi Xuan put the kit together, put it in the hands of Young Master Ming, and said: "Take one after taking the medicine, don't eat more, or your teeth will hurt."

"promise!"

Zhi Xuan laughed again, and stroked the top of Young Master Ming's hair with his palm.

The child in front of him reminded him of Yuan Tao.

I remember that Yuan Tao likes cakes, and every time he eats his favorite flavor, his eyes will shine brightly, just like the son Ming in front of him.

After Young Master Ming had taken the medicine, it was getting late.Zhi Xuan praised him a few more words, and was about to get up and leave.

Mrs. Yang and Yuan Ying sent each other off, all the way to the main gate of the mansion.

Zhixuan boarded the carriage, the driver raised his whip, and the soldiers lined up on both sides to escort the king back to the mansion.

It was not until the back of the carriage could not be seen clearly that Mrs. Yang turned around and returned, and ordered the gate of the mansion to be closed.

Young Master Ming was in good spirits, and after Zhi Xuan left, he still talked with Mrs. Yang.When he was emotional, he patted his chest with his little hands, and said with certainty that he would be a general in the army and open up territories for the emperor.

Yuan Ying felt awkward, she couldn't get used to his appearance, just when she was about to speak, she was caught by Mrs. Yang's eyes, she couldn't help but shuddered, she couldn't say what she wanted to say no matter what.

Young Master Ming was so immersed in joy that he didn't realize the strangeness of his mother and sister.Thinking of what Zhi Xuan said before he left, he took the initiative to ask for medicine for the first time.

"How can you drink the medicine casually. I just took it, and it will take half a day." Mrs. Yang pushed her son back to the couch, ignoring his struggle, wrapped him in a brocade quilt, and said seriously, "Sleep more and eat more to raise him well." Physically, be obedient. If you want to be the king’s general, you can’t be willful.”

The young master pursed his lips, but he didn't insist.

The excitement gradually subsided. Lying on the couch, he felt drowsy unknowingly. He yawned involuntarily, and soon fell asleep under Mrs. Yang's gentle soothing voice.

After confirming that Young Master Ming was fast asleep, Mrs. Yang left the couch, leaving her confidantes and servants behind, telling them to take care of her carefully and not to be negligent, and she left with Yuan Ying.

Mrs. Yang left for the first time since Prince Ming fell ill, and did not stay by the couch until dawn.

"Ying, come with me."

Looking at the backs of the mother and daughter, the servant girl and waiter kept their faces silent, but thoughtful in their hearts.

Everyone saw Yuan Ying's performance before.The son-in-law is too willful, and it may become a disaster in the long run.An elderly servant thought of all the events of the late king, and couldn't help feeling chills in his heart, and subconsciously shuddered.

I hope the female son can figure it out, otherwise he will not only ask for trouble, but also bring trouble to others. Mrs. Yang and the son will bear the brunt of it.

With so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he was really caught. His Majesty had to deal with it if he didn't want to.

There is no regret medicine in the world.

On the day you learned your lesson, if you want to regret it, it will be too late.

Compared with the previous king, how magnanimous is the present.If you are not satisfied or even feel resentful, you simply cannot recognize your own position, your heart is not enough, and you don't know what is good and what is bad!

Mrs. Yang brought Yuan Ying back to the residence, the door was closed, and the servants and maids were guarding the door, leaving only the mother and daughter in the room.

Yuan Ying suddenly felt nervous and raised her head carefully, but she couldn't bear her mother's gaze.If the pressure had any substance, it fell heavily on her heart, making her throat tight and the corners of her eyes aching.

Mrs. Yang sighed, clearly aware of her negligence towards her daughter.

It's her fault, she won't escape.

She had thought about turning things around before, especially after the incident with Yuan Ying's wet nurse, she specially brought her daughter by her side to teach her carefully.I thought Yuan Ying had figured it out, but it was a pity that she did what she said on the surface, and she didn't learn what she should have learned, but she learned to obey and obey.

If it hadn't been exposed today, she would not have known that her daughter was dissatisfied with the emperor, and even felt resentful.

Doesn't Yuan Ying understand that, as a concubine daughter of the first emperor, everything she has is bestowed by the emperor and can be easily taken back.

What good would it do her to offend His Majesty?

resentment?

Mrs. Sheep laughed angrily.She really wanted to open her daughter's head and see what was inside.

As a daughter of the Yuan clan, she doesn't have the responsibilities she should have, and doesn't know the responsibilities she should bear. Instead, she blames everyone and everyone else, and is always on the edge of her horns. Who is this temperament like?

Although the first monarch was suspicious, he was not so temperamental.

Even the son Kang, who was reckless and unwise to kill him, is not so petty.

The more Mrs. Yang thought about it, the more puzzled she became, but her anger diminished. She looked at Yuanying with deep eyes and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Yuan Ying couldn't bear the pressure, her face turned pale, sweat dripped from her forehead and the tip of her nose, her fingers tightened little by little, and she grabbed the folds on the skirt.

"Ying, do you know your mistake?" Mrs. Yang finally spoke.

Yuan Ying remained silent, her face even more ugly.

Mrs. Yang looked at her, not expecting her to figure it out immediately.Seeing that she was silent and didn't force her, she continued: "I would like to ask the monarch not to marry you within five years. If you can't change it, extend it for another five years. If you still refuse to change it, stay at home and do your filial piety for me. "

Yuan Ying suddenly raised her head and looked at Mrs. Yang in disbelief.

"When Xianjun first came to the throne, the Yuan family had five daughters. One was a descendant of the first son, the same mother as the Xianjun, and had the most noble status. The remaining four were concubines, similar in age and status, and the fight was fierce. The maids and servants around Bloodshed." Recalling those years, Mrs. Yang's eyes appeared dark, and many long-ago images flashed before her eyes.

Pausing for a moment, his eyes fell back on Yuan Ying, and Mrs. Yang suddenly changed the topic: "Do you know how these five young ladies are doing now?"

Yuan Ying's heart beat like a drum, and she felt that the next words were very important.

But her thoughts were disturbed, and her mind was full of Mrs. Yang's words restricting her marriage, so she couldn't concentrate on thinking at all.

"The daughter-in-law who was born in the first place was sealed in the year of cardamom, and Tao Li Nianhua died of illness. She was not long but received all kinds of favors, and she was never wronged in her lifetime. If anyone dares to find her, Mrs. Guo will be the first to let her go. The four sons-in-law , the two married in another country, and two married in the country. Except for one, the three had no children, and the concubine was never favored. They spent several years in their husband's house, trapped in the back house, and died young. Now we can only rely on family sacrifices."

Mrs. Yang spoke earnestly, showing the experiences of several people in front of Yuan Ying, without any concealment.

The same daughter and son of the Yuan family, the direct descendant and the concubine descendant, favored and unfavored, and whether her natal family shelters or not, is a world of difference.

In clan marriages, the support of the natal family is extremely important.For example, Yuantao, who married into Zhongducheng, has Zhixuan's support and protection. She can clearly reject Wang Huai and replace her with someone else, which is impossible.

The bottom line is that behind Yuantao is Zhixuan, the most tyrannical prince of a great country!

"Ying, the marriage is for the good of the two surnames, not for the sake of enmity." Mrs. Yang leaned closer, held Yuan Ying's chin, and kept her eyes from averting, "I won't let you marry, I'm protecting your life."

"Mother, I..."

"Don't argue." Mrs. Yang interrupted her and said earnestly, "I can live to this day, not by trying to make ends meet all day long. Tao can gain a foothold in the capital city, it is definitely not self-pity and full of resentment. Ming can survive a catastrophe and turn into a disaster Ji, being favored by the king is because he has a clear mind and understands that the king is respected. Ying, you should seriously think about what is special about yourself that can support your pride, make you not know good from bad, and dare to resent Your Majesty!"

Yuan Ying bit her lip, exerting so much force that there were bloodstains.

Mrs. Yang has no pity, she must let her daughter understand that without Zhi Xuan's protection, their mother and son would never be where they are today.

"Ying, recognize your identity and ask yourself, the so-called dissatisfaction and resentment, are you worthy or not?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Yuanying felt as if struck by lightning, her face turned pale, and she instantly collapsed to the ground.