After the medical concubine got married, the disabled prince was so angry

Chapter 17 The position of the prince
"It's not a problem. It's just how did you get rid of your poison?"

"It's Ah Zhu."

"Her? Couldn't it be that she was really happy..." The prime minister suspected that, in his opinion, Yunzhu just happened to marry Yang Xuanling when he was on the mend, rather than some kind of joy.

"If we get married, we can get well, and the sick in the world won't need a doctor. As long as we get married, everything will be prosperous." Yang Xuanling replied.

"What's going on, shouldn't it be?" The prime minister suddenly had an idea, "My daughter-in-law knows medicine!"

Only this reason can be explained.

"It doesn't count. She got a strange fruit by chance, which can detoxify a hundred poisons. After my son took it, the poison in his body was detoxified. It is also related to Chongxi."

"So that's how it is. Although your mother sometimes handles things carelessly, she did the right thing this time. No matter what, you'll be fine if you're in good health. The Duke of the Founding Kingdom will still have to support you in the future. Your brother, these two days, I went on a study tour with my friends, and I think I didn’t improve my knowledge in the end, but I was able to swim out a fish.”

"It's just for mother to make soup to nourish father's body." Yang Xuanling teased.

The prime minister blew his beard and stared at him, "I think it's trying to piss me off, anyway, he can't count on him."

"That's not exactly what that guy wanted to see."

"...Wait... Do you mean? Your brother may also be pretending."

"He's a thief in his heart, otherwise, how could he be safe and sound after traveling abroad for a few years." In addition to the protection of the family, I also have to be extra vigilant.Like him, if he didn't notice for a while, he fell into the trap and almost lost his life.

"It's all because of my father's incompetence." The Prime Minister looked ashamed, "Otherwise you would have a few more brothers to help."

"Not necessarily. The uncles are not plotting against my father every day. Knowing that I am about to die, the family can't wait for it to be like the New Year. All they have to do is beat the gongs and drums."

"Forget it, don't mention that. What are you going to do next?"

"The Battle of Lucheng needs to enter the palace as soon as possible to face the saint, and report it with due diligence."

"Speaking of this, it's a pity that you only changed a sedan chair for your outstanding military exploits."

"Father thinks, what else can His Majesty reward his son?"

"Alas! At the beginning of the founding of the Han Dynasty, there were nine founding fathers, but now the other eight... Only Yang Guogong is left. , is already extremely eye-catching. I originally thought of it for my father, but based on your military exploits in Lucheng, His Majesty will bestow on you the position of the eldest son."

The father and son talked for a long time in the study before coming out.

The Prime Minister's expression became more serious, while Yang Xuanling followed behind in silence, his face turning paler.

In the eyes of outsiders, it looks like Yang Xuanling's illness has worsened again...

Yunzhu made a steamed custard with her own hands, using spirit bird eggs picked up from the cemetery.

Some spiritual birds laid eggs and didn't hatch them, so they just threw them in the grass nest, waiting for her to pick them up.

The prime minister's wife smelled the incomparable aroma of egg custard, especially the golden color, and her appetite was whetted.

"Daughter-in-law, your custard is really good, not worse than the imperial chef." The prime minister's wife praised her generously.

Yun Zhu first filled a bowl for the prime minister's wife, "Mother, taste the saltiness first."

"Okay, then I'll taste it first." The prime minister's wife couldn't wait to take a bite... her eyes were straightened, "It's so, so fresh!"

"What's too salty?" The prime minister waved his servants away and pushed Yang Xuanling into the room himself, just in time to hear the last three words of the prime minister's wife.

(End of this chapter)