The Favoured Medical Princess

The maid of Jiang House led Nangong Yue to Jiang Yixi's courtyard.

Jiang Yixi had been looking forward to it for a long time. As soon as he heard that Nangong Yue was coming, he came out and greeted him: "Sister Yue, you are finally here." In the interim, Nangong Yue entered the house.

Jiang Yixi's boudoir was naturally well-decorated, but see the pink and soft curtains hanging between the inner and outer rooms, the murals on the wall are graceful, the brocades are covered with silk, the interior is decorated with pearlescent pearls, and the floor tiles are decorated with chiseled flowers. .

"It's my sister who is late." Nangong Yue sat down and took out a white jade medicine bottle. "In order to express my apology to my sister, this is regarded as a courtesy." She naturally noticed that the acne on Jiang Yixi's face had been It disappeared, leaving only a shallow impression. If you don't look closely, you won't find it at all.

"This is... the ointment you gave me last time!" Jiang Yixi opened it, and a familiar scent came to her nose, and she couldn't help but be surprised.

Nangong Yue nodded with a smile: "Exactly."

The woman has always loved beauty, and even Jiang Yixi couldn't help but show joy, saying: "Sister Yue, your ointment is really easy to use. I have a few close friends among my girlfriends who also have acne. If they know that they have this baby, I am afraid that Rejoice to die."

Jiang Yixi's speaker was unintentional, but Nangong Yue heard it but moved.This acne is indeed a worry for many young girls. If you can open a shop and sell this ointment, it will definitely sell well in the capital...

Nangong Yue's gaze fell on the red sandalwood wooden table by the window, with pen and paper placed on it, and she said, "Sister Xi, can I use the pen and paper?"

Jiang Yixi nodded naturally: "Sister Yue does not have to be so polite, please use it."

Nangong Yue got up and walked over. Immediately, a young lady hummed her with knowledge and knowledge.Nangong Yue took a small piece, swiped a recipe with a stroke, and handed it to Jiang Yixi with a smile.

"This is?" Jiang Yixi looked puzzled.

"This is the prescription for the ointment," Nangong Yue said softly. "With this prescription, you can find someone to prepare the ointment yourself later."

"This recipe... I'm afraid it's precious!" Jiang Yixi was at a loss.Such an ointment for acne removal is more valuable than Qianjin in the eyes of Wang Duaimei! She did not expect Nangong Yue to give herself so generously.

"I developed this formula myself, but it's just a gadget. Sister Xi doesn't have to care too much." Nangong Yue said lightly.

"Then I will accept it politely." Since Nangong Yue said so, Jiang Yixi was no longer polite.She put away the white jade bottle and Qufangzi, and then motioned to her maid to bring a box of silk flowers, "Sister Yue, this is what I did on my own. I see if you like it, pick a few."

Nangong Yue responded with a smile, and picked a few silk flowers at random... After that, Jiang Yixi handed over the rest to Nangong Yue, saying it was a gift for other girls in Nangong's palace.

Nangong Yue did not refuse, but was pleased to accept it.

The relationship between the two is much closer. They are happily talking about the topic of their daughters in the boudoir. What kind of clothes are popular in Wang recently? How to match the color of the embroidery pattern is more novel, what kind of stitching method should be used to make the embroidery out The flowers look more distinctive.

Having such a chat with Nangong Yue gave Jiang Yixi a sense of bliss, such as a flower with a simple hue, but after Nangong Yue's skillful collocation, it became very ingenious.And the cat's eyes that she had been embarrassing for a long time. After Nangong Yue's touch, she immediately became lively and lively.

Jiang Yixi watched Nangong Yue's eyes glow, and happily wrapped around Nangong Yue and painted a few flowers.

Nangong Yue did not refuse. She drew several pictures in a row, which made Jiang Yixi admire.

After finishing the painting, the two discussed the color matching and stitching for a few moments on these paintings.Before leaving, Jiang Yixi also promised to embroider a purse for her.

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The horseshoe hit the ground "dada da" and drove away from the government of Eun Guo.

Nangong Yue slightly raised the curtains and looked out. The streets of the capital were as prosperous as ever. The yelling of hawkers, the bargaining of women, and the playful sound of children were intertwined and extremely lively.

Nangong Yue looked happily. Suddenly her eyes were fixed somewhere in the front right. I saw a naughty boy pulling a girl's braid, and then quickly stolen like a fishy cat. Ran away.

The girl touched her sore head, flushed with rage, and yelled to chase the boy.

The boy ran forward with a big laugh, did not know what to say in his mouth, and caused the girl to be extremely corrupted, but he himself bumped into a young boy in Jinyi who was approaching.

The boy nearly lost his balance and fell down. The teenager grabbed and helped him, but he didn't know what to give him from his arms.The boy ran to the girl happily again, and the two children were reconciled in a blink of an eye, hand in hand and left.

Nangong Yue's eyes stayed on the back of the Jinyi teenager for a moment, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he was about to take back his eyes, but he didn't want the teenager to turn around suddenly.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yue faced his eyes, and it was indeed him!

At the next moment, her pupil shrank sharply, but she saw a long whip on the delicate and jade-like face of the boy, blood red and dazzling, and it was shocking to watch.

Nangong Yue frowned, but after a few days, Xiao Yi was actually wounded. What happened?

Is it...

Nangong Yue couldn't help but think of the assassination that took place in Zhuangzi, and she couldn't help but jump.

When Xiao Yi saw Nangong Yue, there was a thief's smile on her face, and she trot over.

This guy is not casual.Nangong Yue motioned to Yimei to tell the driver to find a secluded location to stop, followed Yimei and deliberately sent the driver to the dim sum shop opposite to line up to buy several kinds of snacks.Opposite this Heyue Zhai, but the king has a 100-year-old dim sum shop.

After the driver walked away, Yimei led Xiao Yi to the carriage.

Xiao Yi sat cross-legged casually, facing Nangong Yue's eyes.

Nangong Yue's eyes fell on the wound on his face again and asked: "What's the matter with the wound on your face? Fighting with someone?" There was a hint of concern that she didn't even notice.

"My father is a smoker!" Xiao Yi shrugged and looked like a stern son. He said, "If it's a fight with someone, how could I get hurt?!"

"Zhennan King?" Nangong Yue giggled involuntarily.This whip of Zhennan King is really cruel, and the whiplash can be swept through the corner of Xiao Yi's right eye.If this is an accident, the right eye will be invalid! I did not expect that Zhennan King was so cruel. Own biological son.

Recalling the past life, Xiao Yi finally embarked on the road of killing his father. It seems that there is a reason for it, and I don't know what happened later, before he was forced to a dead end?

"Humph!" Xiao Yi grunted his mouth angrily. This childish look was actually done by him. It looks pretty good. "If he is not my father, it's so easy to beat me! Although he does battle, he does his best. But that’s all. It’s far from me.” At this point, he suddenly looked at Nangong Yue with tears, a pitiful look, “Xiao Yue'er, my face is so painful now, you blow it for me Blow."

Nangong Yue's goose bumps were called up by this little Yueer.This bear child is getting sick again, it's time to take medicine!

Yi Mei was stunned by Xiao Yi's cheeky face, but she was afraid to speak.

Nangong Yue thought bitterly: "Xiao Yi, you really don't need to sympathize too much."Only then did he say so few words to him, he hit the snake on the stick and made fun of himself.

But looking up at the shocking whip in the corner of Xiao Yi's eyes, Nangong Yue's heart was still soft.

Although she didn't know why Xiao Yi was beaten for any reason, even if she was a father to teach her son, she was a man and had never seen it on her son's face.Moreover, someone secretly wanted to kill him.

The birth mother died prematurely, and the child who can't even depend on his biological father is really pitiful!

However, this is a family matter in the King's Mansion in Zhennan.

Nangong Yue sighed, took two bottles of medicine from the dark compartment of the carriage, and gave Xiao Yi, carefully instructed: "First use the green bamboo pattern, the effect of pain relief and wound healing is good. The other bottle of scar removal , Wait for the wound to heal before painting, do not drink spicy things."

Xiao Yi took it in his hand and smiled with a smile, "I knew that Xiao Yue'er must be reluctant to suffer."

Looking at Xiao Yi's proud sample, Nangong Yue stroked her forehead and sighed in her heart: I still can't imagine this bear child and the killer of the previous life!

At this time, Yimei whispered outside the carriage: "Three girls, Shiziye, the driver is coming back soon..." Of course, the meaning is to let Xiao Yi leave quickly!

Seeing that Xiao Yi had no intention of getting up, Nangong Yue also issued a eviction order, saying: "It's not too early, I should go back to the house, you should be careful yourself later." Saying that, she couldn't help but add A sentence, "If your father hits you like this again, even if it is inconvenient to return due to filial piety, you can always hide."

Xiao Yi had also faced grievances, heard the words, and immediately nodded like garlic, said pitifully: "Little Yueer, what he said is. I listen to your little Yueer."

Nangong Yue's pretense stared at him fiercely: "I will not call me Xiaoyue again."

Wen Yan said that Xiao Yi's eyes lit up and said, "I understand": "It turns out that you don't like me to call you Xiao Yueer, but I like to call you stinky girl!"

Nangong Yue's mouth twitched, and she began to regret her sympathy.At this time, Yi Mei's side began to urge again: "The driver has bought a snack, soon..."

Xiao Yi finally understood the current affairs and jumped off the window briskly.

After the driver handed over the bought dim sum to Yimei, the carriage went on the road again.

Waiting for the carriage of Nangong Yue to go far away, Xiao Yi withdrew his eyes and cherished the two small porcelain bottles in his hand. Diao Erlang returned to the palace of King Zhennan in the royal capital of the king.