Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 316 Depressive stupor

Back at Taoying Pavilion, the old lady was already worried and wanted to send someone to look for her.

Seeing her back, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"mother."

"Where have you been? It's snowing outside."

"Go for a walk, the room is so boring."

The old lady knew that Meng Baiyun didn't like this kind of occasion, so she asked the lady-in-waiting to move a place by the window and settled Meng Baiyun over: "It's more relaxed here, you sit here, after a while, you will go to the emperor Please be safe, don't go far away."

"kindness."

After about half an hour, the aunt in charge came to invite everyone.

I'm going to Qiankun Hall to say hello.

A group of female relatives hurriedly went to Qiankun Hall.

This was the first time Meng Baiyun had seen the emperor since he regained power.

Behind the purple gold dragon chair is a huge screen. The screen is cast from a single piece of gold, engraved with a whole poem "Heroes" written by the first emperor. Thousands of Northern Liang soldiers died.

The whole poem is magnificent, carved into a golden screen and placed behind the Qiankun Palace, it is not only a kind of nostalgia and praise, but also a whip and encouragement to the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty.

Zhong Ning didn't show up until everyone had arrived.

Meng Baiyun had never seen him so majestic and energetic.

He is high above, not angry but mighty, surrounded by attendants on both sides, and the young and handsome face in the royal uniform with Chilong pattern is even more dazzling.

Everyone knelt down and shouted long live.

Men are in front and women are behind.

Meng Baiyun drowned in the crowd, and she was also fooling around with the sound of long live, long live, long live.

It's awkward, not because I haven't gotten used to the ancient etiquette, but mainly because I haven't gotten used to Zhong Ning like this.

And Yan Hongyi's words were always jumping in her mind.

"I put him to sleep."

Shit, well, she is too dirty, as a person who is about to become a mother for the second time, she shouldn't be so rotten.

"Get up."

Zhong Ning bestowed a flat body, and all the kneeling crowd stood up.

Then, when some officials spoke, it was Zhong Ning who spoke, and the people below listened respectfully.

Meng Baiyun didn't listen to what was said, his eyes searched in the crowd.

On the female family's side, Princess Wenyuan and Princess Huige were not found.

Didn't they say they will be present today?

The searching eyes met a pair of black eyes inadvertently, and the unfamiliar face surprised her for a moment.

Logically speaking, if one is used to seeing a man like Long Aohan, other men in the world are just like me.

But that person is different, he is tall and tall, wearing a light white robe, in the midst of soaking in all kinds of colorful flowers, he appears to be independent from the world, just like an exiled fairy.

He is well-dressed, and his temperament is even more outstanding. Even if he just met him, the coldness and alienation on his body make people feel that this person is unattainable and can only be seen from a distance.

However, such a man with a cold temperament has a face that turns all living beings upside down, and he is destined to make countless beauties cry.

The sharpened facial features, deep black eyes, fair skin, cool and thin lips, the brows are actually indifferent and aloof.

Meng Baiyun curled his lips politely, and he also curled the corners of his mouth lightly, as a response, but the smiles between each other were not distracted, it was nothing more than a polite way.

Meng Baiyun closed his eyes and continued to look for Wen Yuan and Hui Ge.

Is it really not here?

But it doesn't matter if they come or not, she will let the emperor let them go.

Looking at the man in the main seat, the "New Year's speech" was almost finished, and finally he made a few beautiful endings, and then he ordered the maid to take everyone to the Jindian Hall.

Everyone retreated following the maid's fingerprints.

Meng Baiyun was left behind.

Also left behind were Long Aohan and the man in white who had just looked at Meng Baiyun.

All the servants in the Qiankun Palace were also sent out. As soon as they left, the sitting posture of the high-ranking person changed, and he was at ease. One leg was raised on the armrest of the dragon chair, and his head was half supported by his hand. Meng Baiyun thought, this fellow This is Zhong Ning's correct way to open it!
Once he tried to open it, he was like a naughty child, looking at Meng Baiyun's stomach with malicious eyes, not knowing what the hell he was planning.

Long Aohan pulled Meng Baiyun, and did not invite himself to sit down.

The man over there also sat down alone.

Meng Baiyun suddenly vaguely guessed who he was.

really.

Long Aohan introduced Meng Baiyun: "Baiyun, this is the second brother I told you about, Mo Shengxiao."

"It turned out to be the leader of Mo League. It's a pleasure to meet you. I've heard you famous for a long time."

The eyes of the other party are still indifferent, it is not cold and unkind, but more like the indifference of not caring about everything and neglecting everything.

"Just call me second brother."

"That's good, second brother."

Meng Baiyun is also more awkward, after all, calling her husband's second brother the leader of the alliance, it is awkward.

Looking at the man sitting on the dragon chair with a sloppy posture and a sloppy expression, it's really hard to imagine whether the majestic him just now was just pretending, or he could really be so split.

His eyes still fell on Meng Baiyun's lower abdomen with great interest, and Meng Baiyun's hair was furrowed while watching.

"Third brother and sister, if your child is a boy, how about sending it to the palace and letting me raise it for a while."

What a bad idea, he wants a child, and a bunch of bellies line up in the harem to give birth to him, what jokes are you making about her son.

Judging by his appearance, he seemed to be joking, so Meng Baiyun naturally didn't want to take it seriously.

"Bao Buqi is a girl."

"It's fine for a girl, I'll make her a princess to do it."

Meng Baiyun was shocked, and looked at Long Aohan, but Long Aohan was very calm.

This is to make woolen yarn. When she gave birth to a son, she was sent to the palace to be raised, and when she gave birth to a daughter, she was named the eldest princess. If people outside knew it, they would think that this emperor was that king, and Zhong Ning was the old king next door to her.

But looking at Long Aohan's calm look, Zhong Ning must be joking.

While Meng Baiyun was stunned, he didn't take it to heart.

But Mo Shengxiao said: "Are you really not going to be a queen?"

The topic jumped too quickly, but Meng Baiyun could still keep up with the rhythm.

The person on the dragon chair stubbornly pinched the hair on the brush without raising his head: "No, trouble."

"The situation is stable this year, so you still have reason to procrastinate. How about waiting until next year? Do you think that the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty will follow you?"

As soon as the writing brush was lost, Zhong Ning's brows tightened almost invisible, and the emotion revealed was only two words - irritability.

But immediately, this emotion was completely covered up: "If you don't obey, you have to obey, and they can't be my masters."

Mo Shengxiao said lightly, "You can do whatever you want."

He said this with a bit of laissez-faire, as if it was the expression of parents' indulgence and freedom after they were exhausted by the kind of unruly children.

Why does Meng Baiyun feel that he is talking about the emperor's succession, but it doesn't seem to be the case.

Looking at Long Aohan, he was calm.

After the two finished talking, he opened his mouth: "There is no rush for this matter, but Second Brother's good news is coming soon. Don't forget to invite our brother to have a wedding wine then."

The expression on Mo Shengxiao's face softened: "She doesn't like to see people all the time, so I'm afraid she won't make a fuss about the marriage, but you are my best friends, so I will definitely invite you."

Zhong Ning also got a little serious: "Is Xiaoshi still as serious as before?"

Mo Shengxiao's face became heavy: "When I first picked it up, there was the Concentration Pill given by the third brother. She took it on time every day, and it was better. Besides me, the two maids could also approach her, but she still didn't speak. , Refusing to say a word all day long, even to me. "

"Have you finished eating the Concentration Pill? I have asked Guigu to prepare it again."

Long Aohan looked at Mo Shengxiao, who also looked at him, and shook his head: "She has not finished taking the Ningshen Pill, she refuses to take the medicine, and sometimes even refuses to open her mouth to eat, and she has to coax her to open her mouth. The disease is getting worse, so I want to marry her quickly and give her a title."

Meng Baiyun listened, why did she look like a mental illness, but she didn't interrupt, just listened quietly.

Zhong Ning stood up, with such a rare expression on his face: "No, I will publish the list tomorrow. If Xiaoshi's illness drags on like this, I'm afraid that she..."

Zhong Ning didn't continue, but everyone knew it.

The room fell silent.

Meng Baiyun asked cautiously: "What's wrong, why don't you want to eat, can't you eat?"

Long Aohan knew that Meng Baiyun knew medicine, but He Shiyun's illness was not an illness at all: "Xiaoshi is the fiancée of my second brother's childhood sweetheart. A few years ago, because of an accident, she became taciturn and had serious suicidal tendencies. Later, she had to use Ruanjin powder to control her and prevent her from committing suicide, but the side effects of this drug were very strong. After she stopped taking the drug, she didn't like to talk, and she didn't like any strangers to approach her. Say a few words."

Obviously, this is heart disease.

"Is she in Chang'an City? Can I meet her?"

Meng Baiyun is not blindly enthusiastic, but just a professional habit. She is very concerned about this kind of patient, and it may be that she loves psychology deeply in her bones. She loves this dream profession since she was a child. A kind of punishment, to punish my father for being helpless when he fainted when his artery was cut by the glass of the blasted fish tank,
Moreover, leaving aside professional habits, judging from the expressions of these three men, this little poet girl is very important to the three of them, at least to Mo Shengxiao and Zhong Ning.

Mo Shengxiao cast his gaze over: "Can you cure it?"

"If I'm right, it's not that she is resistant to food, but that she can't eat on her own. To put it simply, she can't eat by herself. She can't eat or dress by herself. She can make a small amount of reaction, because she is familiar with you, so she still takes a few mouthfuls when you feed her, but she doesn’t respond when the servant girl feeds her. Rather than saying that she doesn’t eat, it’s better to say that she doesn’t understand the servant girl’s instructions to eat.”

Meng Baiyun looked at Mo Shengxiao, in Mo Shengxiao's surprised and tighter eyes, she thought she guessed right.

"After that, what will happen?"

"die!"

With a simple word, Zhong Ning exploded first: "No, second brother, is Meng Baiyun right? Is Xiaoshi really as she said now?"

(End of this chapter)