Abandoned wife in the bridal chamber: General, you are divorced

Chapter 10 Spring Society
The doctor smiled bitterly: "Madam's body has been hollowed out now, she is very weak, and there are too many poisons in it, if you take the antidote directly, I am afraid that the person will die before the poison is cured. You can only warm the medicine Slow tonic, first raise her body, and then rely on her own strength to slowly expel the poison, as for how much she can excrete, it is up to fate. I will prescribe a prescription when you go back, and you can cook the medicine."

"it is good."

After that, another three months passed in the blink of an eye.

It was already winter and spring came, the first spring thunder exploded, and the earth became alive again. New buds sprouted and birds sang, adding a bit of vitality to the General's Mansion that had been deserted for a winter.

Spring Society is an important sacrificial festival in the Ming Luo Empire.

According to the custom, the royal relatives and nobles and courtiers in the imperial city must bring their families to participate.

Murong Fengyuan waited in Yun Pavilion early in the morning to watch the maids dress up Yun Yueying.

In previous years, he was stationed outside at this time. This year, because of the stable border situation, he unexpectedly stayed in the imperial city. It was also the first time that Yun Yueying wanted to participate in such a grand festival with him, so naturally he wanted to make it more grand——

In addition to Ye'er who has been serving Yun Yueying personally since before entering the mansion, Yun Pavilion also has four maids and twelve women, all of whom are dispatched today.

After some busy work, a face with full make-up was reflected in the mirror, and Ye'er couldn't help praising: "Miss is so beautiful, and being with the general is a match made in heaven. When I go to the Spring Club, I will definitely be outstanding."

Yun Yueying blushed when she heard this, she glanced at Murong Fengyuan quietly from the corner of her eye, and saw the man leaning against the table, looking at this side with a gentle expression, then she yelled at Ye'er again: "What are you talking about?" , I'm just a concubine of the General's Mansion, and I'm a dancer, how can I compare with her, I just hope that I don't lose face to the General's Mansion."

"Ying'er has always been the most beautiful." Murong Fengyuan said lightly, standing up and hugging her from behind: "You are my woman, who dares to despise you?"

The carriage has already been prepared outside the general's mansion, and Murong Fengyuan took Yun Yueying out of the gate and was helping her into the carriage when the woman who was usually on duty at Xixuan hurried over to report: "General, madam yesterday You haven't returned all night since the beginning, and you don't know where you went today, so you want to send someone to look for it?"

This was the first time Murong Fengyuan heard someone mention Jun Chuyue in front of him in three months.

Involuntarily frowned.

Seeing his displeasure, Yun Yueying hurriedly said softly: "Yuan, after all, my sister is your wife, I'm afraid you will invite people to gossip if you don't go, why don't you teach people to find where my sister is while there is still some time?"

"No need." At this time Murong Fengyuan's expression had returned to normal, "Come in and sit down, it's windy in the morning, don't catch cold again." Then he put down the curtain of the carriage with his own hands, turned around and got on the horse beside him.

When we arrived at the place of worship, the preparations were all over.

The seats are laid out in the shape of a character, stretching for nearly [-] meters. The emperor and empress and concubines are in the center at the top, and the relatives and courtiers on both sides are ranked according to their official positions. most important part of the society.

Murong Fengyuan arrived relatively late, because Yun Yueying spent a lot of time dressing up, and was worried that the bumpy carriage would not be good for her body, so the speed on the road slowed down a lot, but he still attracted a lot of attention when he appeared. All the way to the table, people got up and greeted him and said hello to him.

On the contrary, Yun Yueying's meticulous preparation failed to leave any impression on others. At most, someone nodded to her after greeting Murong Fengyuan.

A concubine has no status in the Ming Luo Empire.

Unless she becomes the emperor's concubine, although she is still a concubine in essence, her status has actually improved.

Yun Yueying has been neglected for a long time, although she still has a soft and gentle smile on her face, secretly she can't help pinching her fingers tightly in her sleeves, and her hatred for Jun Chuyue is even deeper——

If Jun Chuyue hadn't come and entered the General's mansion suddenly, how could she just be wronged and be a concubine?How could he be treated coldly here?
Until Murong Fengyuan noticed her face, he stretched out his big hand to cover her forehead and asked, "What's the matter, why is your face so red, did you catch a cold?"

Only then did he restrain his mind, and looked at him with a slight smile: "It's nothing, I just think it's a pity that my sister didn't come. If my sister was here, I would definitely overwhelm the audience."

Murong Fengyuan paused when he heard the words, and then said after a few seconds: "So what, in my heart, it's not as good as Ying Er's hair."

After hearing his words, Yun Yueying felt a little more at ease, and when she was thinking of saying something to show her gentleness and respect, suddenly there was a sound of gongs and drums, and the sacrifice had officially begun.

The meeting suddenly fell silent.

Surrounded by a large number of courtiers, the emperor also came with the empress and concubines. Immediately, the emperor's relatives and courtiers all stood up from their seats, knelt down and shouted long live, until the emperor entered the table, and said, "Everyone loves you!" Flat body", just now they all returned to their seats and sat down.

Sacrifice is presided over by the sacrificial hall.

First, the high priest will do divination, praying for a year of good weather and peace for the country and the people.

When the divination is over, it is the most important ritual dance.

I saw the four women of the sacrificial hall go up to the altar first, followed and circled all the way amidst the music, sprinkled the blood of the animal they touched on the altar, and finally stood in the four corners of the south, east, west, and north.

The sound of playing music stopped abruptly at this moment.

Another woman stepped onto the altar.

I saw him wearing a plain white robe, with gold embroidery and wide sleeves. His face was covered with a layer of white veil, which half concealed his appearance, and revealed a bit of mystery in his dignity and elegance.

It immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Someone whispered: "Look, the saint has come out."

Saintess?

Murong Fengyuan was taken aback for a moment, and the word Chuan formed between his brows.

Jun Chuyue.

It was her!

He finally understood why she hadn't been in the General's Mansion since last night, because in addition to being the wife of the General's Mansion, she was also the saintess of the sacrificial hall, and the Spring Club, which was mainly composed of the sacrificial hall, had no reason why she wouldn't come to participate?
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Isn't the holy girl married to General Murong as his wife? I said why General Murong wasn't accompanied by a holy girl. It turned out that the sacred dance was performed by the holy girl. But think about it. After all, only the holy girl can afford to dance." This is the important task of worshiping the gods."

Someone sneered, and from the corner of the eye sneered at Yun Yueying: "It's not like some people, a sparrow is a sparrow, how can it be worthy of flying with a swan?"

The person who spoke was the wife of a certain courtier, so naturally she would not welcome a concubine like Yun Yueying.

The chill in Yun Yueying's eyes did not dissipate, especially when she saw Murong Fengyuan lingering on the altar with the same eyes as everyone else, she was so angry that she almost gnawed her back molars.

Jun Chuyue, Jun Chuyue, Jun Chuyue... What's so good about Jun Chuyue! ?
She's just a slut, if she didn't rely on her status as a holy woman in the temple, what qualifications would she have to enter the general's mansion?

(End of this chapter)