Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 237
The emperor looked at the prince's pious face, a dark light flashed in his eyes, he pondered for a moment, and said softly: "Okay, I marry the prince, Shangguanyan!"

"Thank you, Royal Father!" Prince Xie En stood up, with joy in his quiet eyes.

"Congratulations to the prince, congratulations to Miss Shangguan!" The congratulatory voice lingered in my ears for a long time.

Mu Yutang looked at Shangguanyan and saw her smiling at the prince, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, the corners of her eyes seemed to be glancing in a certain direction.

Mu Yutang looked forward following her gaze, and saw a pair of deep eyes, which turned out to be Xiao Tianling. His eyes were covered with a layer of indifference, and his true feelings were hidden in the deepest part, making it hard to see through.

Seeing Mu Yutang looking at him, a sneer flashed in his eyes suddenly, he stood up to meet her gaze, and walked towards the center of the banquet hall.

Mu Yutang's eyelids twitched, and her heart trembled slightly. Xiao Tianling also wanted to propose marriage. Shangguan Yan had already allocated the crown prince. The person he proposed to marry should be... her!

He really wanted revenge, but unfortunately, she wouldn't let him do what he wanted.

Mu Yutang quietly stretched out her small hand from under her sleeve, and in her palm lay a small black pill the size of a mung bean, which she bought at a pharmacy. According to the shopkeeper, after taking it, it was like a sudden emergency , into a state of suspended animation, and return to normal after three days.

When she died at the concubine selection banquet, Xiao Tianling would definitely not be able to propose marriage. Everything he did just now was in vain, and he would definitely explode...

Seeing Xiao Tianling walking to the center of the banquet hall, about to lift her skirt and kneel down, Mu Yutang raised a weird smile, and was about to swallow the pill, when suddenly there was an exclamation from the men's area: "Xiao Shizi, you What's wrong?"

Mu Yutang turned around and looked, and saw Xiao Qingyu's complexion was very ugly, his lips were blue and purple, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and Xin's long body was crumbling!
He is... sick!

Mu Yutang was startled, and didn't care about taking the fake death medicine, so she hurried over: "Give him the medicine!"

"Where is the medicine?" Xiao Tianzhang hurried to Xiao Qingyu's side, wanting to help him, but he didn't dare to touch his clothes.

"It's in the front pocket!" Mu Yutang didn't care, ran to Xiao Qingyu, supported his arm with one hand, and put the other hand into the front of the clothes. The front of the clothes was empty and there was no medicine bag. ?Is the medicine bag lost again?

His shoulders sank, and it was the unconscious Xiao Qingyu who fell on top of her, through the thin clothes, Mu Yutang could feel his body was surprisingly cold: "Hurry up and take him to the carriage, the pill should be there! "

"Okay!" Xiao Tianye nodded, and with serious eyes he pushed aside the crowd, and together with An Mofeng to protect Mu Yutang, Xiao Qingyu strode out of the banquet hall and went straight to the carriage outside the palace.

Under the sun, Mu Yutang supported Xiao Qingyu and walked away lightly. Xiao Qingyu rested his head on her shoulder, and the weight of his body was almost entirely on her body. Looking from a distance, he looked like a pair of intimate couples. Xiao Tianling couldn't help but gently frown.

Xiao Qingyu has been weak and sick since he was a child. For more than ten years, he has never had any abnormalities in public. Today, he asked to marry Xiao Qingyu's disciple at the concubine selection banquet. It was a coincidence that Xiao Qingyu suddenly fell ill. He didn't bring the pills with him, so Mu Yutang had to help him take the medicine in the carriage outside the palace.

Filial piety is the first priority. In the eyes of everyone in Qinglong Kingdom, the personal relationship between children is far less important than respecting the teacher. When the master is sick, Mu Yutang, a disciple, naturally has to follow and take care of him. He watched Mu Yutang go away. The farther you go, the more you can't call her back to listen to the third princess concubine.

It was really not the right time for Xiao Qingyu's illness to strike.

The emperor looked at the two cuddling each other, his sharp eyes narrowed. After Xiao Qingyu fell ill, he clearly saw that Mu Yutang's little hand hurriedly reached into Xiao Qingyu's lapel. She was Xiao Qingyu There is nothing wrong with her disciple rushing to take the medicine, but she is very skillful in taking the pill, as if she has done it many times, and she has long been used to it.

Xiao Qingyu has always disliked being touched by others. When he was in a coma, Tian Ye wanted to help him but did not dare to touch him lightly, but Mu Yutang was so natural, helping people and taking medicine without any consideration. She and Xiao Qingyu were by no means ordinary Master-student relationship!

Xiao Qingyu's birthday will be coming soon, and Mu Yutang will soon be born soon. The eldest son and daughter are three years old, which is the best match, but Tianling seems to have some other thoughts about Mu Yutang!
The corner of the emperor's mouth curled up, and there was a hint of meaning in his deep pupils.

Shangguan Yan looked at the snow-colored figure in the sun, and lowered her eyelids lightly. Xiao Qingyu was the most dazzling man in the banquet hall. No one could look away after seeing him, but he is the prince, not the prince, and he is destined to It will not be her home.

Outside the palace, Mu Yutang helped Xiao Qingyu into the carriage, and opened one hidden compartment after another according to the mechanism. In the hidden compartments, there were books, picture scrolls, guqin, chess pieces, etc., except that there were no pills.

Xiao Qingyu was lying sideways on the velvet blanket, his eyelids were closed tightly, his face was pale and bloodless, Mu Yutang searched in the dark compartment anxiously: "Where's the pill? Where did you put it?"

"Boom, boom, boom!" Someone tapped on the wall of the red sandalwood carriage.

Mu Yutang opened the curtain and saw King Yan's stern face. He held a jade-colored medicine bottle and handed it to her: "I still have four pills here, let's use them for Shizi Xiao first!"

The pills had already been given away, and there was no reason to take them back, but Xiao Qingyu was ill, and Mu Yutang couldn't care less, took the jade bottle, and said gratefully: "Thank you, my lord!"

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. I don't need to take medicine!" Xiao Qingyu opened his eyes, sat up slowly, his complexion was still pale, but his obsidian-like pupils were radiant and dazzling.

Mu Yutang was taken aback: "You're pretending to be sick!"

Xiao Qingyu looked at her stunned little face, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and his voice was light: "If I wasn't sick, how could you walk out of the palace safe and sound!"

The emperor admired Yutang's brilliance, and secretly appointed her as the concubine. As long as Xiao Tianling asked, the emperor would definitely agree to the marriage!The words of the Ninth Five-Year Lord are the imperial decree, which cannot be doubted. He argued fiercely with the emperor in full view, snatching a marriage?Hehe, wait to be copied and beheaded by the Manfu.

Xiao Qingyu is Mu Yutang's master. When he is sick, Mu Yutang, as a disciple, will definitely follow him to take care of him. He left the banquet hall openly and aboveboard, and cleverly escaped from the trap of being concubine. There is no reason to stop him No matter how angry Xiao Tianling was, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only watch them walk away!

The corners of King Yan's mouth curled up, his deep eyes were full of admiration, what a formidable young man!
The first son of the Qinglong Kingdom really lived up to his reputation!

Mu Yutang returned the jade bottle to King Yan, and stared at Xiao Qingyu fiercely: "Why didn't you tell me?" Seeing that he was sick and there was no medicine on him, her heart almost jumped out of anxiety.

"Didn't you take the fake death medicine on your own initiative, without discussing it with me!" Xiao Qingyu grabbed Mu Yutang's wrist, flicked his fingers, and a black pill the size of a mung bean fell out of his sleeve. It was Mu Yutang. The fake death medicine that Tang bought at the pharmacy.

(End of this chapter)