Daughter of the Prince of Rebirth

Chapter 579 Yu'er Suspectedly Pregnant (4)
"Can the injury on his leg be healed?" Imperial Physician Chen made a move. As long as he still has breath, he can heal the person. However, Murong An's injury has been delayed for six years, and it is difficult to cure it. It will not happen overnight. things.

"Physician Chen didn't say for sure, but he can guarantee that he won't show a limp when he walks!" He was running fast, and the injury on his leg couldn't be concealed: "My son, who had been dead for many years, came back and found it again. My father is very happy. When visiting other houses, they always take him with them, and they tell everyone that it is his son..."

"You're jealous!" Although Murong Xiu valued Murong Yu, he never cared so much.

Murong Yu smiled and shook his head: "I won't be jealous, I just sigh. If it is found out that the person is not my brother Murong An in the future, my father must have fallen from the clouds and fell into hell!" Will he be smashed to pieces? Hard to say.

Ouyang Shaoxian fastened the buttons of his clothes: "You can remind Master Hou explicitly and secretly!"

"Do you think he can still listen to my reminder now?" Murong Xiu has great trust in Murong An. If he really reminded him, Murong Xiu was depressed, and after being provoked by others, maybe he would think that he I'm jealous!
"There is really no rush for this matter, we need to find a way slowly!" Ouyang Shaoxian hugged Murong Yu's waist: "It's getting late, let's go to Xiangguo Temple!" Worshiping grandfather, you can't go too late.

On the memorial day of the old King Xuan of Chu, apart from Ouyang Shaoxian and Murong Yu, there were also the King of Beijun, the Concubine of the County, the Concubine, Ouyang Shaoling, Nangong Xueqing and Qiu Ruoyan from the Beijun Palace. Before acknowledging her identity as the master, Nangong Xueqing was very powerful, and she was still suppressing Qiu Ruoyan after so long.

Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian got off the carriage at the foot of the mountain, and greeted the concubine and Prince Beijun lightly: "Grandmother, second uncle, second aunt..."

The bright sunlight shone on Murong Yu's green Xue Hanfang hairpin, reflecting a bright light, and the face of the concubine became gloomy.

Back then, the old Chuxuan King's original spouse passed away. When she went through the door, she saw a box of exquisite jewelry. Among them, she liked the green snow hairpin the most. Its lips were worn out, and the old Chuxuan King still refused to give the green Xue Hanfang gave her the hairpin, and even refused to let her look at it.

Many years later, King Chuxuan grew up and married Princess Chuxuan. The old King Chuxuan actually gave the jewelry to Princess Chuxuan directly. She was so angry that she was half dead, but there was nothing she could do. , but can't save face.

Later, when Princess Chuxuan passed away, King Chuxuan seized the jewelry and refused to give it to her. Later, when King Chuxuan passed away, Ouyang Shaoxian came back and hid the jewelry box better. All the jewelry in the box was given to her.

Now, the Luxue Hanfang hairpin appeared in front of her again, but it was worn on someone else's hair bun. When she was angry, she was still helpless!

"Twife, Uncle Emperor!" Several people were about to go up the mountain when two more carriages came. The signs on the carriages indicated that the visitors were Ouyang Yechen and Ouyang Hanfeng, representing the emperor and the king of Luoyang, who came to pay homage to the old man. King Chuxuan, strictly speaking, the old King Xuanxuan of Chu is the uncle of the emperor and the king of Luoyang.

The old King Xuan of Chu passed away many years ago. The worship was an internal matter of the royal family. No other ministers came to disturb him. The road was wide and everyone went up the mountain in soft sedan chairs.

The mountain road is bumpy and straight up, and the bearer has to use a lot of strength, and a soft sedan can only accommodate one person.

The soft sedan was carried by two people, it was very stable, logically speaking, it was more comfortable than a horse-drawn carriage, but for some reason, sitting in the sedan chair, Murong Yu felt very uncomfortable in his chest, so he asked the bearer to stop, and walked outside the sedan chair to breathe.

"Yu'er, aren't you feeling well?" Ouyang Shaoxian's soft sedan followed her, and when her sedan stopped, he also got off. Murong Yu was breathing against the breeze, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his complexion was a bit ugly.

Murong Yu smiled: "It's okay, maybe it's because I didn't have a good rest last night!"

"It's only been a short distance, and my sister-in-law's complexion is very bad. If you don't feel well, it's better to go back and rest!" Nangong Xueqing suggested with a smile, if you are sick like this, don't hold on, go back and see a doctor .

However, Murong Yu didn't get sick early or late, but he got sick on the day of Shangxiang, it couldn't be that he did something bad, he didn't want to go up the mountain to worship!

The doubts and sarcasm in Nangong Xueqing's eyes did not escape Murong Yu's eyes: "It's too stuffy in the sedan chair, I'm not used to it, let's go up the mountain!" The words were addressed to Ouyang Shaoxian.

Ouyang Shaoxian nodded in agreement, supported Murong Yu's arm and walked up the mountain, ignoring Nangong Xueqing and Ouyang Shaoling.

Nangong Xueqing sneered, turned around and walked back to the soft sedan chair, they like to walk up the mountain, it's their business, she is not prepared to suffer!

The concubine, the soft sedan chair of the king of Beijun is in front, Murong Yu, Ouyang Shaoxian paused, they have already gone far away, at a glance, only a small black dot can be seen.

The bearers went up the mountain all the year round, although they were carrying the soft sedan, the journey was still very fast. Murong Yu was not feeling well, Ouyang Shaoxian supported her, and she walked very steadily, not too fast. Nangong Xueqing's soft sedan quickly caught up with her. two people.

The pink soft sedan floated past, the warp-like curtain of the sedan chair was blown up by the wind, and fell to the eyes of the two of them. The faint scent of jasmine lingered around their noses. Ouyang Shaoxian frowned slightly, and when he turned sideways, his arm touched the soft sedan chair.

The soft sedan swayed slightly, and quickly returned to calm. Nangong Xueqing lifted the curtain of the sedan chair and smiled slightly: "Cousin, sister-in-law, I'll go up the mountain first and get everything ready!" There was a hint of showing off and mocking , I'm really unlucky, I can't even take a soft sedan when I go up the mountain.

Murong Yu smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, brother and sister!" Her cold eyes were a little strange, she might not be able to reach the top of the mountain before herself.

"Family, you don't have to be polite!" The soft sedan chair gradually moved away, Nangong Xueqing put down the curtain of the sedan chair, sat in the sedan chair with peace of mind, closed her eyes and meditated.

Ouyang Yechen, Ouyang Hanfeng, and Ouyang Shaoling's soft sedan chairs all walked in similar places. Ouyang Shaoling and Murong Yu got out of the soft sedan chairs, and they didn't continue to sit in the sedan chairs. Topic, it is better to meet by chance than to invite each other. Walking on the rugged mountain road, looking at the scenery in the distance, chatting about things in the capital, you can feel comfortable.

Murong Yu and Ouyang Shaoxian were not much slower than the sedan chair bearers, they followed behind, not much later than the sedan chair.

(End of this chapter)