Eighty-eighth bowl of soup (two)

The palace to the south of the palace is the residence of the princes, also known as the East Eighth Courtyard, where more than a dozen sons of the emperor live, and Xuanzhen's bedroom is also inside.

That night, Qing Huan took a shower and changed her clothes, followed Xuan Zhen to attend a palace banquet. Because she and Xuan Zhen had never really held a marriage, Xuan Zhen asked everyone to call her a girl in the name of respecting her. The dinner was also held to thank her, the third prince's life-saving benefactor.

Since that's the case, Qinghuan simply looked like a person outside the house. She didn't wear the palace outfit given by Xuan Zhen because she knew it very well. This picture sounds elegant and elegant, but a dull face. If she wears the palace outfit like her, it would really destroy everyone. There are countless beauties in the palace, and they are all in all colors. How can she lack such a medium-sized posture? In ordinary people, they may be a beauty, but once they are competing with the palace concubines who are competing for beauty, it is really far from being inferior.

Even the palace maids who serve around them look more beautiful than Qinghua.

But she is different from ordinary people. Even with the most ordinary skin, there is a gentle and majestic soul in this body. Countless times have passed and long years have made her different from secular people. Even if her appearance is light, it will not harm the posture of heaven and man.

Among the charming and enchanting beauties of silk and satin, she was the only one wearing coarse linen clothes without makeup, and her hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, but she did not look humble or ordinary at all. It seemed that among these clusters of bright and beautiful flowers, a branch of bamboo in the green valley was born straight and straight.

Xuanzhen didn't expect Qinghuan to be dressed like this. He was only in a moment of loss of consciousness, so he quickly reacted and stepped forward to the emperor and said to the emperor: "Father, this is Miss Wen Liliwen who saved his life. Erchen brought her back, one to thank him for his life-saving grace, and the other to ask for grace with his father--"

"Your Majesty, can you let the girl say a few words?" Qinghuan interrupted Xuanzhen's words slowly and turned a blind eye to the eyes he had cast, because she had no intention of getting involved in the love and hatred of these people from beginning to end. They love when they want to love, and when they want to hate when they want to hate, she doesn't want to make it fishy.

To put it bluntly, she wanted to break the contract. Anyway, Xuanzhen didn't really like her, she just wanted to use her as bait. It was already a great kindness for Wen Lelai to save Xuanzhen, so there was no need to put herself in again.

The emperor had never seen a woman like Qinghuan. He was a man who liked beauty. The girl in front of him was a little younger, but her appearance was incomparable to the concubines around him. However, her demeanor and attitude were not humble and arrogant, as well as her unique courage in the palace, which made the emperor who had seen countless people appreciate it. What's more, he saved his son. "You saved my son, you can speak freely. Not only that, I also want to satisfy your wish, as long as you put it forward."

Qinghuan chuckled, and her smile was different from other women in the hall. This kind of free and unrestrained smile was something the emperor had never seen in any woman. "It's not necessary. The doctor's parents' hearts, and the civilian women save people, because they adhere to the principle of being a doctor. How can they commit crimes based on their kindness? But the civilian women did have a heartless request."

"oh?"

"I heard that the most powerful medical skills in the world are all here with the emperor. I am willing to serve the emperor. The young woman is not talented and dares to ask the emperor to ask the emperor for advice in the Imperial Hospital for a while. I wonder if the emperor can agree?"

Xuan Zhen intended to say something, but was interrupted by the emperor: "Do you want this reward?"

"yes."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, "Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent for women to enter the Imperial Hospital."

"The young woman does not want to be a female imperial physician, but just wants to ask for medical skills. The emperor is a wise ruler. Could it be that he will reject the young woman's request?" Qinghuan was not afraid at all, and his attitude was still neither humble nor arrogant.

The emperor laughed: "It's accurate, I feel comfortable in body and mind when you say this. If you don't agree, I will not talk about human kindness."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

It seemed that everyone was happy. Although she was born ordinary, she could make the emperor look at her differently, but many concubines were worried about it. Perhaps she had eaten too much delicacies, and His Majesty suddenly wanted to change her taste?

The only unhappy thing was Xuan Zhen. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to ask his father to marry Wen Lelai as his wife, not only to create a good image of his kindness, but also let everyone know that he had no intention of the throne, thereby reducing the wariness of other brothers and even the emperor. But when Qinghuan interrupted, she made a request to the emperor first, so that Xuan Zhen would mention it again at this time.

Therefore, after the banquet, he asked Qing Huan: "Let's go, you-"

"I know what the prince wants to say." Qing Huan smiled, "The prince doesn't have to promise him because of this life-saving grace. That's all the stories in the storybook. Although Lele grew up in the mountains since childhood, he is not a fool. You and I have been walking along the way. The prince has never had a relationship with me. Instead, my rule makes the prince compromise. This is not good."

Xuan Zhen was suffocated, and he never expected that he could see that he had no love for her. He wanted to explain for a moment, but his mouth opened but he didn't know what to say.

Qinghuan said again: "Since the emperor allowed me to go to the Imperial Hospital to study, I will not stay in the palace, and I will not be able to live with the prince, so as not to lose my word. The few calls to husband I called before are ignorant, so the prince will forget it."

After saying that, without waiting for Xuanzhen to respond, he turned around and left, leaving only a faint fragrance of herbs.

She had no intention of mixing with the emotional world of Xuan Zhen and others from the beginning, because she didn't like these men. As long as this dynasty could be continued, who would care about who would take the position in the end? What's more, she knew the emperor and there was no need to stand opposite to the emperor. This is a society where imperial power is supreme. Why did she give up the emperor in her prime and help the princes with unstable foundations?

As long as these princes are not allowed to fall in love with peerless beauty and willingly become one of the many men on the other side, there will be no ridiculous thing about a beauty becoming an emperor. She has lived for so long and has seen many female emperors, but she has never seen any emperor who relies on men to rise to power and fight for power. A woman’s ambitions and pride in her bones should rely on her own strategies and propositions. What is the meaning of a country obtained by sleeping with a man?

To be precise, Qinghuan did not bet on Xuan Zhen. A person who could deceive his wife for the sake of the throne and even let his wife die, even if Wen Lilai died, actually had no direct responsibility, which also showed this person's blessing. Even though he knew that she would die, he still let her die, without any pity, which was really indignant.

Qinghuan didn't have much luggage. Given her special identity, the emperor allowed her not to salute anyone, and gave her a token of unblocked passage. He had never thought about Qinghuan. After all, he was forty years old. Although he still liked young girls, Qinghuan had a weak and beautiful face and temperament to get her, the emperor never tried to beat her from the beginning. There was no reason. He liked delicate and ignorant beauties, who could pinch and flatten them at will. Qinghuan looked difficult to fool, and was familiar with pharmacology. Even those who were dying could save them. Once such a woman had a bad intention, he would not know how he died.

As I get older, I become more and more afraid of death.

Qinghuan soon became as surfing in the Imperial Hospital. What she said about seeking medical skills is of course an excuse. Not to mention Wen Lelai's own medical skills, she had already learned more sophisticated medical skills in the past, so when she arrived at the Imperial Hospital, she became the leader of these old doctors. Most of the Imperial Hospital were obsessed with medical skills and had no gender perspective. Qinghuan was also not reluctant to teach, so her life in the Imperial Hospital was much happier than being around Xuan Zhen.

After refusing to drop Xuanzhen, the other party came to find her several times, and she refused every time. After more times, Xuanzhen also stopped thinking. After all, he was a noble prince, so how could he hang himself on this tree? If he didn't come, Qinghuan would be happier.

She was waiting for an opportunity, and this kind of thing was never too anxious. Before the time came, she could play as much as she could, and no one could stop her.

One time, a palace concubine suddenly had a serious illness. She had just entered the palace. Because her skin was as thin as snow, her waist was very thin, and she had been very popular with the emperor. She had been turning the brand for more than half a month. As a result, the news of the evil illness suddenly broke out. The emperor was furious, but the imperial physicians could not diagnose and treat it. They all looked sad. According to the emperor's attitude of being angry with the beauty, they were really likely to move their heads.

If you die, how can you learn medical skills from Miss Lele in the future?

The emperor ordered all the people in the Imperial Hospital to go to the palace concubine's bedroom. Qinghuan naturally grabbed them. The old man who knelt all over the ground was all men, and she was naturally very conspicuous in coarse linen.

The emperor wanted to forget her. Now that he saw her, his eyes lit up: "It's warm!"

"The girl is here."

The time is here!

"Come here, come and see my beloved concubine. What's wrong with her? Why is her face trembling and her face turned blue and unconscious? I'll raise them in vain for the group of waste in the Imperial Hospital!"

Qinghuan laughed and rose from the ground: "Your Majesty's words are bad. The imperial physicians should check the medical treatment of the palace concubine through the curtains. Once they encounter a serious disease, it is difficult to detect it immediately. It is really not their fault."

She rolled up her sleeves and immediately showed a piece of her wrist like white jade. During this period, she didn't have to do any rough work, she didn't need to pick her herbs or spread her. She had all kinds of delicacies every day. The Imperial Hospital also had an imperial physician who was responsible for regulating the concubines of the palace. As a result, she enjoyed it all. So the calluses on her hands were gone, and her skin was even whiter and shiny. Because of her pretty appearance, she showed a cold air, not like a person in the world.
Chapter completed!