Chapter 473

In the past, it was a custom in the harem that concubines without sons and daughters would enter the ganye palace after the emperor's death and live a life of hair cultivation. Since then, the ancient Buddha with green lanterns is equivalent to a nun. There is no gorgeous life in the past. Those with sons can live in the palace with their sons, and those with daughters can become concubines in the palace.

The Queen's intention is to allow her to go out of the palace with her daughter and follow her own daughter. This kind of worry and benefit has never been seen in the imperial palace. The queen believes that this is the place that makes concubine Wen most excited. The sixth princess is the only daughter of concubine Wen. Being able to live with her daughter and enjoy Tiannian will make concubine Wen more excited than a lonely person in the palace.

Although concubine Wen is weak and doesn't fight with her concubines in the harem, the emperor still likes her indifferent temperament. Therefore, she always goes to sit in concubine Wen's palace. The queen now has to guard against the Empress Dowager and deal with concubine su. Naturally, she hopes that the more people in her hand, the better. Therefore, she made such a promise.

"Thank you very much, madam. In the future, all my ministers and concubines will obey her orders." Imperial concubine Wen really understood it and replied with a smile.

The queen was satisfied. Princess Wen's expression was exactly what she had guessed in her heart. Now her face was completely put down, "Smoke gauze, take the xiayun satins with flowers folded from the Duke of Ding to the palace, and ask imperial concubine Wen to take them to make some clothes for the six princesses. The five princesses are married, and then the six princesses. How can the Royal daughter not dress up?"

"Yes, I'll go down and get it now." The smoke gauze came out from behind the queen and respectfully blessed her body. Then she went down with a few little maids and came back with a few gorgeous colorful satins in a short time.

"Imperial concubine Wen, there is nothing here for the sixth princess. When the fifth princess is gone, the palace will treat the sixth princess as her own daughter." The queen looked at concubine Wen and smiled.

The queen is the queen of a country. It can be said that she can intervene in the marriage of the prince and the princess in this palace, and even directly point to the marriage of the prince and the princess. As long as she is still the queen of the state of Qin, the emperor can't refute her face, so she has the most say in the face of the prince and the princess.

Of course, for various reasons, the three previous princes did not have much interference. They were worried about the princess's marriage. The Emperor didn't care about it, so it's not her word whether the marriage was good or not. Even if the emperor's daughter didn't worry about marriage, it's not so easy to marry a happy husband.

The empress seems to be genuinely concerned about the six princesses. In fact, she has secretly ordered imperial concubine Wen. If she finds that she has a different heart with her, her daughter won't want to marry.

"Thank you for the empress's reward. I'm here to thank the empress for the sixth princess. When I get back, I'll let the sixth Princess come and thank the queen in person." Imperial concubine Wen didn't seem to understand the threat in the Queen's words. She said softly and happily. She got up and gave a deep salute to the queen without any objection.

Such an expression and attitude made the queen more and more satisfied. The two talked and laughed for a while, and imperial concubine Wen went back with some satins.

Mo Xuetong only took three carriages, all of which were the style of a very ordinary official family. Mo Xuetong took Mo ye and Mo LAN to sit in the first one, the second one took several women and maids, and the third one temporarily threw away some sundries for incense, but it was of little use. He closed the door and waited there early.

Mo ye, Mo LAN helped Mo Xuetong to get on the carriage. The driver shook the whip, skillfully pulled it into a whip flower, shouted, and the carriage moved slowly.

Although the outside of the carriage looks insignificant, the inside is much more comfortable than ordinary carriages. A bamboo mat is paved in the carriage, and a soft couch is pressed inside. Some food is placed in the dark grid on the side. On the hanging curtains, only a thin layer of light colored curtain is left. In this way, it is cool, windy and you can see the scenery outside.

This two-layer curtain hanging method is only popular among some high-ranking families.

"Princess, Mo Feng has taken people to Puguang temple for disposal. You see, don't let Feng Yue send more people to follow you?" Moran got on the bus, cleaned up the curtain, lowered his head and gently said to Moxue Tong. In the past, mofeng had been secretly guarding Moxue Tong. Moran was a little worried about being sent out this time.

The people given by Feng Yue, led by Mo Feng, went to Puguang temple first. On the one hand, they monitored the movement of Mo xueqiong, on the other hand, they also set about arranging the next matters.

Mo Xuetong smiled, a smile came out of the corner of his lips, and nodded with satisfaction: "don't be so troublesome. There are roads all the way to Puguang temple. Can there be anything else that can't be done? Besides, Mo Ye is not good."

"Yes, the maidservant will take good care of the princess." Seeing that he mentioned himself, Mo ye put down the curtain on the other side and replied positively.

She and Mo Feng explored the road last night. It's impossible to have anything. This morning, they checked the condition of the carriage. The coachman seemed ordinary, but in fact he was extraordinary.

Seeing Mo Ye's answer was so sure, the worried color on Mo Lan's face went a little. They have served Mo Xuetong for some time. Of course, Mo LAN knows that Mo Ye is small, cautious and reliable.

The carriage moved forward gently. Mo Xuetong closed her eyes slightly and leaned against the couch. She closed her eyes and rested. The road was a little less hot in the morning, so she got up as soon as Feng Jue ran left. In this way, she got up more than usual and felt sleepy. Mo Ye and Mo LAN were clever. They knew that Mo Xuetong was sleepy and didn't speak again.

The carriage was running smoothly, and everything was quiet. Suddenly, the carriage stopped quickly, and the people in the car rushed forward involuntarily.

Mo Ye's hand was quick eyed and stopped Mo Xuetong's body to prevent her from hitting the teapot on the table in front of her.

Moran pulled the brocade cloth that sat down and also fixed his body.

"What's going on?" Asked Moran, frowning and lifting the curtain.

By such a sudden shock, Mo Xuetong's slumber immediately woke up, touched his painful head, his long eyelashes flashed, and listened to the sound outside.

"My Lord, a man suddenly rushed in front and crashed into our carriage." The coachman outside the carriage calmly replied that in order to do simple things outside, the whole Party called Mo Xuetong the master.

The carriage hit someone? Mo Xuetong frowned, got up and sat up, wanted to go down and see how he hit the man.

"Princess, go down and have a look." Mo Ye reaches out his hand to stop Mo Xue's pupil.

Knowing that she was worried about herself, Mo Xuetong nodded.

Mo Ye lifted the curtain of the car, jumped down from the carriage and turned to the horse's head. Sure enough, he saw a man lying on the ground. There was no blood on his body, but he didn't move. He couldn't see the appearance of life and death. He was very suspicious for a moment. He approached and put his hand on the man's neck to try. He could vaguely feel the beating of his neck. Although it was not strong, it was still stable.

As soon as she reached out, she turned the person over, and a handsome and elegant face appeared in front of her, but her face was pale without a trace of blood. If Mo Ye hadn't really explored his pulse just now, she would really suspect that he had been out of breath. Mo Ye looked at him carefully.

Back in front of the car, he reported back to Mo Xuetong: "master, he is a young childe of about 20 years old. He has no scars on his body, but he lies on the ground and knows nothing."

Mo Xuetong pondered for a moment, held Mo LAN up, got out of the car, went to the lying person, squatted down, put his hand on the man's wrist, slightly closed his eyes and felt his pulse. Although her medical skill is not high, it still works.

"Master, how's it going?" Moran also squatted down and asked warily. He came early today. He didn't see anyone along the way. How did this person appear here.

"He is in poor health. He seems to be still ill. At this time, the weather is hot and may have been frightened. He fainted after a few splinters." Mo Xuetong stood up, looked up at the sky, took the handkerchief handed by Mo ye and wiped his hand. His eyes fell on the man, looked carefully and said to Mo LAN, "go to the car and get a bowl of mung bean soup for him to drink."

Moran should go to the car and get a bowl of iced mung bean soup. He was afraid of the hot eyes of Mo Xue on the way. He had already prepared it in the kitchen and put it in cold water. At this time, the ice flowers haven't melted and it's cool.

The coachman came over, half picked up the man and sent the cold mung bean soup to his mouth. In such a weather, the cold soup touched the man's pale lips. The man's mouth moved slightly and opened his mouth slightly. The coachman slowly poured the mung bean soup into his mouth.

The young man drank a few mouthfuls. Suddenly, he coughed violently and put his hand over his chest. A pale hand that could almost see the blue vein flowing under his skin covered his chest and gasped hard. Moran hurriedly took the mung bean soup from the coachman and put it aside.

"Childe, what's wrong with you?" The young man opened his eyes slowly. The white one in front of him made him unable to see the people standing in front of him for a moment. He had to close his eyes a little again. In his ears, he only heard the gentle and sweet voice sliding past, which made people feel peaceful for no reason in this hot summer.

He couldn't help but open his eyes again, and his eyes fell on a 13-year-old girl standing in the middle. She was dressed in light white gauze clothes. She outlined several skirts pressed with light green flowers on the skirt of the gauze clothes. The gauze clothes pasted smoothly on her body and fell on her feet. Looking up, he saw a beautiful little face with long fiber eyelashes as neat and beautiful as a brush and lips as red, With such a face, it is like a fairy who doesn't eat human fireworks.

"Excuse me, miss..." the man covered his chest and asked with difficulty.

Mo Xuetong smiled and didn't answer his words. Instead, he asked softly along with the previous words: "young master, do you feel comfortable?"

The man coughed again for a few minutes, smiled on his pale face, nodded, forced himself to sit up from the coachman and slowly strengthened his hand.

Mo Xuetong stared at his hand, which was hard and blue. The hand was as pale as his face, without a trace of blood color. It was the color of the sun all the year round. The hand was very thin, with an unhealthy weakness.

"I'm... Better." The young man nodded, gritted his teeth and forced his way.

But everyone can see that he can't move at all!

"Where are you going, childe?" Mo Xuetong smiled, and a faint smile appeared in his clear eyes. He asked gently. Seeing that he was unable to walk, he was afraid that his front foot would leave him and his back foot would die.

"I went to Puguang temple in front and frightened the lady's carriage. It's really my fault. I'll accompany the lady here." The young man said politely, exhaled hard, raised his eyes and looked at the weak smile of Mo Xuetong.

Puguang temple is indeed ahead, but at least it's still half an hour away. Looking at him like this, let alone half an hour, it's impossible to take even a few steps.