After being expelled from the palace, she returned with her cub and amazed the whole city

The night wind blew, and Mo Zixuan's mind immediately became clearer.

His father's body was getting weaker and weaker, and he had already read the five arts of controlling people. The old ministers had an extraordinary influence in the court.

The fathers of the Crown Princess and the two concubines were all important figures in Liang.

The Queen carefully selected Nalan Yiyi as the Crown Princess among the daughters of the ministers, not just because of her good looks.

It was the influence of the Nalan family in Liang.

The Nalan family had Concubine Jing before, who was deeply trusted by the emperor and the queen, and the Nalan family was infinitely glorious.

Mo Zixuan once thought that this marriage was inappropriate, after all, Concubine Jing was also from the Nalan family.

He was worried that the Nalan family was too powerful to control, and his mother said that Nalan Yiyi had been smart, well-educated, and straightforward since she was a child, and she was a clear-headed girl.

Mo Ziqian was good at writing, and seemed to be non-competitive, but he also had a place among the scholars.

Mo Zixuan did not dare to relax his vigilance against him. He sent people to secretly watch him but did not find any signs of him forming a clique for personal gain.

Nalan Yiyi is the legitimate granddaughter of the uncle of Concubine Jing's mother's family. In terms of seniority, Nalan Yiyi has to call Concubine Jing "Auntie".

When he reached the door of the bridal chamber, Mo Zixuan paused.

His eyes darkened. Tonight was not just a bridal chamber. He had to strike a balance. The harem was like the court, and favors needed to be balanced.

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Time passed by like a white horse, and it was already late autumn in a blink of an eye.

In the Xingyue Courtyard, Jiang Shuyue's head rested on Xiao Jingzhao's strong arms.

She raised her eyes to look at the handsome face close to her, and said softly: "It's cold in the late autumn night, you should go back to the palace earlier."

Xiao Jingzhao looked at her with doting eyes, "I can't sleep well without you."

"My son can't sleep well if he can't see you, be good, don't leave the palace at night starting tomorrow."

Jiang Shuyue was speechless, having a love affair with the emperor was like having an affair.

He always came in the dark and returned to the palace before dawn.

The key is that the two did nothing except hugging and kissing and chatting under the quilt.

Xiao Jingzhao curled his lips and smiled, "I have already told my son that he will sleep alone in the future. There will be palace maids to help him cover the quilt at night, and he doesn't have to worry about catching a cold."

Xiao Jingzhao made this arrangement for selfish reasons. Their wedding date is almost a month away. If they always stick to them every night, how can they give birth to brothers and sisters for him?

"Yueniang, after we get married, I will take you to Yanhui Mountain for a short stay. The maple leaves all over the mountain are so beautiful."

Xiao Jingzhao heard from the gardener of the palace that the best time to see the maple leaves in Yanhui Mountain is after October.

"Okay, let's take it as our honeymoon. We have to bring Suisui with us this time."

"Okay, and bring Changle with us. It's just right for her to play with Suisui." Xiao Jingzhao agreed very readily.

"Yueniang, I haven't had time to tell you that the people of Wanling have a bumper harvest this year, thanks to the seeds you gave everyone. I have issued an order to reduce the taxes of farmers. In a few years, farmers will be able to live a happy and stable life."

"A Zhao, you are a wise monarch who cares about the people, and you are also a true dragon emperor. After you ascend the throne, Wanling will have good weather and the people's lives will definitely get better and better."

Jiang Shuyue sincerely admires Xiao Jingzhao's ability to govern the country.

Since ancient times, few emperors have reduced farmers' taxes, and the first thing he did after ascending the throne was to think about how to make farmers live and work in peace and contentment.

This is probably because he had settled a large number of refugees in Yannan, witnessed their difficulties with his own eyes, and was deeply touched.

Xiao Jingzhao lowered his head and kissed her forehead affectionately, "I want to be a good husband to Yue Niang."

The two talked until the second watch before they fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Jiang Shuyue prepared to go to Jishitang after breakfast.

She had been teaching in the Women's Medical School for two consecutive days, thinking about the medical clinic.

Yinqiao and Dingxiang, who had the strongest adaptability, went to Yannan. Now the best students in the medical clinic are Qingdai, Pan Jing and Banxia.

Jiang Shuyue and Qiuju had just walked to the gatehouse when Shuanzi took a book from the table in the gatehouse and handed it over.

Jiang Shuyue took the book and flipped through it. It was a copybook of Qinglingshanren, or the kind of copybook that the original owner loved the most.

There are not many copies of Qinglingshanren's calligraphy on the market.

Jiang Shuyue was surprised, "Shuanzi, where did you get this?"

Shuanzi scratched the back of his head, "Someone knocked on the door this morning. I opened the door and saw a man standing at the door. He asked me to pass this book to the young lady. I didn't think it was valuable, so I accepted it."

"What does that man look like? This book is not cheap." Jiang Shuyue handed the book back and added, "Next time you see someone, return it."

Shuanzi took the copy and thought for a while, "The man lowered his head, handed the book to me and turned away. I didn't see his appearance clearly, but I noticed that he walked unsteadily."

Qiuju reacted immediately, "Young lady, it's Yang Mao."

Jiang Shuyue frowned slightly. If Qiuju hadn't reminded her, she would have almost forgotten about Yang Mao.

"Young lady, should I return this copy?"

"It's better to return it. I don't want to have anything to do with the Yang family."

Qiuju then asked someone to send it back.

Jiang Shuyue said, "You and Gao Mu can send me to the clinic and then return it."

"Okay, I still remember the location of the Yang family mansion." Qiuju took the booklet from Shuanzi and walked out.

Gao Mu had already prepared the carriage and was waiting outside.

The master and servant got on the carriage, and Qiuju took the copybook and turned it over and over in her hand.

I couldn't help but ask curiously: "Miss, the small regular script on this copybook looks so familiar, and it is somewhat similar to your handwriting."

"I have copied the calligraphy of Qingling Mountain Master before."

Qiu Ju knew that Qingling Mountain Master's copybook was worth a lot of money. She estimated that even the copy in her hand might not be bought with twenty taels of silver.

A moment later, the carriage arrived outside the clinic.

As soon as Jiang Shuyue stepped into the door of the clinic, Banxia came to greet her.

"Master is finally here. There are more women seeking medical treatment in the clinic these two days than in the past. Yesterday, a foreign woman came to seek medical treatment. She left when she saw that Miss was not in the clinic."

Jiang Shuyue asked with a smile as she walked in: "But is she a blonde?"

Banxia shook her head, "Her hair is black, her nose is high, her double eyelids are big, her eyelashes are thick and slightly curled, and she looks pretty."

Seeing that there were still a few women waiting in the clinic, Jiang Shuyue went over to get busy without asking more questions.

Fortunately, the women only had minor problems, and Jiang Shuyue solved them quickly.

Just after sending the last person away, a foreign woman mentioned by Banxia came in from outside the door.

The woman was extremely beautiful and tall.

Just when Jiang Shuyue was worried about the language barrier, the woman walked up to Jiang Shuyue and asked in a stiff Wanling dialect: "I have a hidden disease, can you help me take a look?"

Jiang Shuyue nodded, "Sure, tell me about the symptoms of the disease."

The woman described her private parts, which seemed to be eczema.

There were not many venereal diseases in this era, so Jiang Shuyue took her to the backyard examination room for a checkup to be safe.

The woman followed Jiang Shuyue into the backyard.

"Go lie down, I'll wash my hands and check you."

Jiang Shuyue said and turned around.

Suddenly, there was a huge pain in the back of her neck, and Jiang Shuyue said secretly, "Oh no."

She fainted instantly.