Xiao Jiaojiao dressed as a powerful minister

Chapter 28 Medicine

Nan Xu knew very well that when she hit her sore spot, the imperial concubine was high above her, but there were only two places she couldn't get.

Yun Qianyue patted the folds on her clothes and the cat fur that had accidentally gotten on her, and stood up.

The lotus steps moved slightly, approaching Nanxu.

Nan Xu's figure was reflected in her eyes, she was beautiful, she was nothing like that person.

"What qualifications do you have to mention, you...a murderer!" She rested her slender index finger on Nan Xu's left shoulder, tapped it twice, her eyes were red, full of hatred.

Ziyuan stood with a group of court ladies, lowering their heads even lower, restraining the frequency of breathing, and reducing the sense of presence.

That matter is taboo in Ziyuan, not only can't mention it, but also can't listen to it.

Nan Xu grabbed her hand and raised her eyebrows, "The empress dowager is right, no matter how painful you are, you can't show it, otherwise it will really increase the ambition of others."

Throwing Yun Qianyue away, she leaned on the table in embarrassment, knocked over the hot tea on it, and splashed it on the back of her hand, her tender skin turned red, which was shocking.

Yun Qianyue didn't seem to know the pain, and she didn't respond for a long time.

Nan Xu looked at her, did it hurt?Lost?Powerless?
But these are nothing compared to what she has endured in those years.

"Hehe...hahaha..." Yun Qianyue seemed to be insane, she just kept laughing, her laughter was desolate, piercing through Ziyuan's beams.

This woman is a bit crazy, and her composure is just a faux pas.

Nan Xu came to her just because she wanted an answer. It was a long journey to Weizhou, and she might not come back alive, at least she didn't want to die in an unclear way.

Now that he got what he wanted, there was no need to stay and watch this woman go crazy.

She turned around with a flick of her sleeves, just as she went out, she saw a familiar figure.

Shen Cijing didn't know when he followed.

Nan Xu's eyes were a little surprised, but Shen Cijing was expressionless, wondering how much he had listened to the conversation just now.

Shen Cijing didn't speak, and took Nanxu all the way away from Ziyuan.

On the other side, Zhao Yue came out of the hall of Yun's house and passed by a lotus pond. He saw a woman in the color of a concubine Xiang sitting by the lake, stretching out her hands to play with the water.

"Isn't it cold?" Zhao Yue walked behind her and asked aloud. When a gust of wind blew, he shrank his neck unconsciously.

The woman turned her head, revealing a pure white face, soft eyes, delicate black eyebrows, three thousand blue silks draped over her shoulders, the wind swept across her face, making her graceful and moving.

At this time, there are no lotus in the lotus pond, she is just next to the pond, Zhao Yue seems to think of the description in the book: out of the mud but not stained, clean and clear but not demonic.

I have never felt that this sentence is used to describe people so well.

Yun Shiran wasn't surprised at all by being disturbed, she pursed her lips and smiled back: "I'm collecting herbs."

The slender fingers flicked on the water surface, creating ripples.

She rolled up her sleeve with one hand, and stretched her other hand into the pool. The water was a little deep, and she sent a little more into it.

"Medicine? What kind of medicine is in this lotus pond?" Zhao Yue was a little puzzled, and before Yun Shiran could answer, his breath suddenly became stagnant.

I saw Yun Shiran sitting on the rocks on the bank, looking very dangerous, if she moved a little further, she would fall into the pool.

The whole heart followed suit.

However, she didn't fall down, instead she pulled her hand out of the pool all at once, she was agile, and she sat down again, looking very skilled.

Showing a pale white wrist, wet with water, holding something muddy in the palm.

"This is... lotus root?" Zhao Yue asked in confusion, and looked over, "Is this the medicine you mentioned?"

Looking at her attire, she is dressed luxuriously, and she is in General Yun's mansion. She should be some kind of lady, either from the Yun mansion, or a guest who stayed at yesterday's birthday party. hands on.

Zhao Yue couldn't help being interested.

Yun Shiran nodded, stirred the lotus root in the pool to wash away the mud, and said, "The lotus root can not only be used for cooking, but also used as medicine, and it has the effect of stopping serum fever."

Zhao Yue folded his hands: "The girl actually understands medicine?"

"Know a thing or two."

Like lotus root, Yun Shiran stood up from the pool, took a brisk step, and walked to Zhao Yue.

"Huh?" She sized Zhao Yue carefully, "Whose son are you from? I've never seen him before."

This time, Zhao Yue was surprised. It stands to reason that it is really strange that someone confronted him about what happened at the Yun family's birthday banquet.

"My servant, Zhao Yue, is General Yun's disciple, how dare I ask the girl's name?"

Yun Shiran's eyes widened slightly, and she said to herself, "Father has accepted a new customer."

Zhao Yue couldn't find a corresponding person for her father. He didn't hear that General Yun had any other daughters.

"My name is Yun Shiran, just call me Shiran." Yun Shiran explained to him.

Just as he was about to say something, a servant from Yunfu came to look for Yun Shiran.

"Miss, the general invites you to the study."

Yun Shiran had no choice but to wave goodbye to Zhao Yue.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, went back and forth, handed the lotus root in his hand to Zhao Yue, and smiled sweetly: "Can you do me a favor?"

What she said was busy, and she wanted Zhao Yue to help her take the lotus root to the kitchen for the cook in the house to cut into slices.

"Next time I invite you to eat glutinous rice and lotus root." The girl's voice was crisp and sound like a silver bell. Zhao Yue looked at the lotus root that he had involuntarily picked up in his hand. Yun Shiran walked away.

in the study.

Holding a brush in his hand, Yun Chan is writing cursive script, and the pen moves like a snake on the paper, with a magnificent momentum.

"Come here and study ink for my father." The deep voice spoke to Yun Shiran who was speaking.

Yun Shiran put down the sleeve on her wrist and walked over obediently.

Yun Chan focused on calligraphy and didn't speak for a long time.

He is a general, and he is indeed not as good as those old literati in the court, but he has also practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, and he has achieved something.

"Weifu's calligraphy was taught by your aunt at the beginning. Although Qianyue and Weifu are brothers and sisters, they have two completely opposite styles. In the early years, Emperor Taizu emphasized literature over martial arts. Unfortunately, our family has General, just Qianyue nodded, even if she is not from a scholarly family, she has become the number one talented woman in the capital by herself, and she is many times stronger than those noble women from aristocratic families."

Yun Chan recalled the past with some relief and pride on his face.

Yun Shiran listened quietly. It wasn't the first time she had heard of these things, but she didn't know why he brought them up again.

After Yun Chan finished writing the last word, he put the pen aside and turned to look at Yun Shiran with a solemn expression, "Shiran, you were the one who cured the eldest princess' poison, right?"

General Yun even spoke affirmatively, looking at his daughter.

This is his eldest daughter, and I still remember that when she was born, I was full of expectations, even if she was not a son.

Yun Shiran pursed her lips, looked up at him, and couldn't see the emotion clearly on her small face, so she answered truthfully: "It's just a temporary suppression."

The light in Yun Chan's eyes softened, "Shiran, you should know how much your aunt hates her."

He was reminding her that it was Yun Qianyue's request and Yun Chan's assistance in poisoning Nanxu back then.

It's just that Yun Chan didn't understand the poison. All these years, he always thought that the original poison hadn't been successfully planted into Nan Xu's body.

After all, Nan Xu didn't respond when she first came down, but Yun Chan almost lost a daughter...

(End of this chapter)