through so many beauty

"Mother... imperial concubine?"

Fu Tianlin was stunned for a few seconds, then hurried up to grab the paper envelope, opened it hastily, fearing that it might be torn, it took him a long time to see the letter paper inside.

What catches the eye is the familiar handwriting, which is cheerful, free and easy, yet gentle.

Fu Tianlin's hands trembled a little. His mother and concubine died cleanly back then, leaving nothing behind. He never thought that there would be a letter.

"Lin'er, do you still remember your mother?"

Fu Tianlin watched it, but in the first episode, the image of the woman lying on the sickbed, lighting an oil lamp, casually wearing clothes, and writing a letter appeared in front of her eyes.

"Lin'er, after seeing this letter, my mother is already gone. I will ask Tingyan to give you the letter so that you won't worry any more."

"Mother's body has been dying for a long time. Your father hasn't come back yet. Mother knows, but she doesn't know. Do I still have the strength to hold him back?"

"Lin'er, don't hate your father, and don't blame your mother. The two of us, from the beginning to the present, are destined, and no one can change it."

"But you have to know, my mother has never regretted it, my mother loves wantonly, and I am happy and free."

"But mother's only regret is that she didn't stay with you and dad for a long time, and she couldn't stay with my clansmen. After all, my body was empty too quickly. My clansman puts the most importance on bloodlines. When bloodlines go, people will soon be gone. "

"Mother is worried about you. If you always sleep lightly and are often awakened by nightmares, this is not a solution."

"I have already prepared the prescription for Anshenxiang, and Ting Yan will entrust it to someone you can trust."

"Lin'er, goodbye."

Fu Tianlin stared at the last four words, unable to calm down for a long time, what is "goodbye?" You obviously did not survive!

Fu Tianlin hated his father all his life, vented all his anger on him, and attributed the death of his mother and concubine to him.

No matter whether it is him or the people in the world, they all think that the death of the concubine was caused by Prince Mian.

As a result, there is now a letter, his mother and concubine, the mother he has read for so many years, told him not to hate his father.

For a moment, Fu Tianlin felt that he had been hitting cotton with his fist for several years, which was useless.

Cang Jiangyue, no, it should be Huanran Jiyue, a thorn in the hearts of both father and son that cannot be removed, or maybe the barrier between father and son will disappear if it is pulled out.

"Goodbye, why did you leave me behind?"

"I was only five or six years old at the time, you were really cruel."

Fu Tianlin half-kneeled on the ground, looking at the letter, his eyes blushed unconsciously, and he muttered.

Yu Fengxun didn't go forward, but hid behind. Looking carefully, he also had something like a pebble in his hand.

To be precise, it was also a box, but it was packaged like this.

It was thrown to him by Huanran Tingyan before he left, almost on his forehead.

"Who packaged this? Why is it so difficult to unpack?"

Yu Fengxun pushed the thing away out of great effort, and his hands were red from being picked.

In the end, after taking a look, Yu Fengxun almost couldn't hold back and threw the thing away.

To be honest, there is nothing inside, only a thin piece of paper with densely written words on it.

"It's just such a little thing, don't put it away properly!"

If it wasn't because Fu Tianlin was still sad over there, not easy to spoil the atmosphere, Yu Fengxun would have scolded him long ago.

After calming down a little, he carefully read what was written on the piece of paper in his hand.

The handwriting reveals a gentle and free and easy atmosphere, the writing is light and heavy, and there is no typo on the whole paper, which looks pleasing to the eye.

Yu Fengxun looked at it carefully for a while, and then he was very sure that this was definitely written by the princess.

Although Yu Fengxun didn't know what the princess looked like before she was alive, but from the manuscript notes on the wooden house last time, it can be seen who the owner of this word is.

But Yu Fengxun is still very strange, why throw this thing to him?He has nothing to do with the prince.

Could it be that he was pulled to work as a coolie again? !

Yu Fengxun continued to read with doubts.

The more I look at it, the more excited I feel, and the more I look at it, the more I feel admiration.

The concubine deserves to be the head of the Bai Yuemin family. This medical skill has reached the pinnacle, it's so fucking brilliant!

This piece of paper is precisely a prescription, but it is not all prescriptions.

There are dozens of kinds of medicinal materials scattered on this paper. Not only the efficacy and dosage of each medicinal material are carefully marked, but also the prescriptions for treating people that each several medicinal materials can be combined are listed one by one.

Some are used to treat wind-cold, some are used to treat headaches, but according to Yu Fengxun's rough statistics, the prescriptions for calming the nerves account for the majority.

Could it be because the prince or the prince couldn't sleep well?

Yu Fengxun took the letter paper in his hand and turned it over, and suddenly another piece of paper fell out, this time it was different, it was not a prescription, but a letter.

Yu Fengxun picked up the letter carefully, patted the dust on it reverently, and then read it respectfully.

It's a joke, this is the relic of the princess. If one accidentally gets dirty or damaged, he can follow Tang Seng all the way westward.

"This son or miss, Ting Yan's rash visit must have disturbed your cleanliness. I apologize to you now."

Yu Fengxun couldn't help shouting in his heart after reading the first sentence.

Oh my god, the princess is so gentle!Such a good princess, talented and beautiful, why can't she escape the fate of a confidante?

"But I believe that you should not be angry. You can't be wrong when you know people by court words. Since he can safely hand this letter into your hands, you must have your own excellence."

"This letter is actually not the reason. My son sleeps lightly and has many dreams, and often sleeps poorly. When I was still there, I often gave him soothing incense. Now that I am gone, I just ask you to help him with a dose of tranquilizing fragrance." fragrant."

"It can be regarded as my last concern for my child as a mother. I don't have that life. I can only walk with him all the way. I can only arrange everything in advance."

"But having said that, after all, this is a prescription passed down from generation to generation by our family. It cannot be leaked easily. It can only be displayed in front of you in a subtle way. Whether you can understand it or not is all due to good luck."

"But please don't pass it on privately whether you understand it or not."

"Yejiao Sanwei Dingshen Huang, see Qihejuan Teng Yihua."

"Thank you."

The content of the letter came to an abrupt end here. Although there were not many sentences in the letter, Yu Fengxun did feel a strong maternal love rushing towards his face.

It is said that women are weak at heart, but mothers are strong. As a mother, no matter whether she is alive or not, all she thinks about is her own children.

It was born after ten months of her pregnancy, so how could she not love it?

However, there is still one thing that is confusing, that is, the verse that contains the prescription.

As a hermit family, the Bai Yuemin family has always acted in a low-key manner without revealing their identities, and most of the clan members are also in Zhuyou's territory.

Otherwise, the generations of monarchs of the Feng Dynasty would not have been passed down. If it weren't for the relationship with the princess this time, they would not have known that there would be such a big medical family on the border.

So what is this prescription?

Yu Fengxun turned his head to look at the prescription that had already been prepared, and the answer was that he couldn't find it, but he was surprised to find that the prescription on it was exactly the same as the herbal medicine in the wooden house in the mountain.

I'm afraid it's tailor-made.

It's no wonder that Minran Jiyue can stay in the hearts of father and son for so long.

"Yu Fengxun."

Yu Fengxun was still thinking about the prescription, but suddenly a voice from Fu Tianlin came in, his hands trembled, and he almost lost his grip.

If he really fell to the ground, he could go directly to the west to learn scriptures.

"My lord, what's the matter?"

Yu Fengxun looked at Fu Tianlin's slightly red eyes, and silently thought in his heart that he is worthy of being his mother's eldest son, His Royal Highness, who is so young on weekdays, will still cry red like a child when he comes to his mother's concubine Oh nose.

Fu Tianlin didn't look at the movements of his hands, but looked straight at Yu Fengxun's face:

"You must have already got that thing."

"Ah? Yes!"

Yu Fengxun felt strange, although it was true that the two letters were written by the princess, and it was inevitable that the prescription would not be mentioned in the letter. Anyone can do it.

Then how did he know that the letter was in Feng Xun's hands?

Fu Tianlin didn't react too much, but acted like I knew it.

"Since you have taken it, clean it up."

"Tomorrow, I will discuss with you again."

After finishing speaking, Fu Tianlin turned sideways and left.

Since the dinner party, it has been midnight. After Fu Tianlin left, Yu Fengxun stood alone in the garden for a long time, but he still didn't understand the mystery in the poem.

After thinking about it, he realized that it was not a big deal, so he put the things in his sleeves and went home happily with his father.

Due to Zhu You's troubles, it was already late when we both got home, and everyone at home turned off the lights.

The father and son originally said they would go to bed after washing up, but they had no choice but to think about other things during the dinner, and the food on the table didn't move much.

When the father and son stepped into the house and were just about to "separate their ways", the "cuckoo" sound of the like-minded "cuckoo" sounded from the stomachs of the two of them.

"So what, Dad, are you hungry?"

Yu Fengxun asked tentatively.

Yu Yi was still looking for an excuse to hide the embarrassment in his stomach, but now that his son asked straight to the point, he was no longer so cautious, and replied falteringly: "Well, son, you know, it's also for today's sake. Such a scene, didn't eat much? So..."

"Father, I understand, I understand, I just put the peach blossoms together today, to be honest, I didn't eat."

"or?"

"or?"

The two in charge looked at each other, and reached an agreement tacitly. Like thieves, the two of them, arm in arm, quietly stepped through the door of his mother's room, and made sure not to wake up. Daughter, walking down the road can be described as frightening.

Finally arrived at their destination - the kitchen.