Chapter 997

"Long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

"All love Qing is flat." Xia Xiaoran rises to find that the emperor is a beautiful man in his thirties with sword eyebrows. He has a long body and is quite dignified.

It seems that men in this world are not inferior in appearance. Not only the emperor is handsome, but also the farmers who farm in the guard yamen are not bad. Xia Xiaoran looks at the emperor's face in a dignified way.

Xia Xiaoran's colorful clothes are very bright in a group of Taiyi clothes, just like a flower blooming on a dead branch.

Emperor Ningfeng is a person who knows how to appreciate. Looking at Xia Xiaoran with a dull face, he said with a smile, "is this the little girl who has uncovered the imperial list?"

Xia Xiaoran a spirit, zhengse way: "it is the people's daughter."

"Oh." Ning Feng asked: "you are a little girl, what's the assurance to cure your concubine's illness."

Ning Feng's words are light, but give Xia Xiaoran unlimited pressure, "people's daughter is not sure how to cure the princess's disease."

As soon as these words came out, there were lots of inspirations in the palace. Is this woman crazy? She came from such a far place just to die.

Xia Xiaoran quietly observed the expressions of all the people at the scene. Most of them were mocked by Taiyi. Few people showed sympathy for Xia Xiaoran. Ning Feng, sitting on the Dragon chair, didn't even blink his eyelids.

Sure enough, he is in power. His bearing is different. Xia Xiaoran praises him in his heart. Xia Xiaoran knelt down on the ground with a fist in his arms and made up his mind every word. "Although the people's daughter was born in a humble family, she was willing to use what she had learned in her life to cure the empress's illness and share the emperor's worries."

Looking at kneeling on the ground, but the waist is very straight Xia Xiaoran, Ning Feng feels that the girl is a little interesting, "what if it can't be cured?"

"Can't be cured..." Xia Xiaoran closed her eyes. Although she was saying all the way that it was a big deal to die if she couldn't be cured, Huang Lingxue was a lonely orphan, and she was an immortal soul. Death really had no effect on the world, but when it came to the end, Xia Xiaoran regretted it. Once she died, it was never Xia Xiaoran's character, even if the road was hard, I didn't want to go back.

"Minnv will cure her." Xia Xiaoran raised his head, straight and Ning Feng's line of sight, the eyes are firm.

"Good, good." Ningfeng is completely defeated by Xia Xiaoran's little beast like eyes, "since you are so confident, shunzi, take this girl to the palace of Ming imperial concubine."

Xia Xiaoran slowly kowtow salute, regardless of many eyes cast on his body, straight waist slowly out of the door.

Just go out, Xia Xiaoran grow out a breath, oneself also don't know why dare to play the heart eye in front of rather meet, don't get good is minute drop head of affair.

"Poof." The eunuch who takes Xia Xiaoran to the imperial concubine of Ming Dynasty can't help but smile when she sees Xia Xiaoran. She has a delicate plain white face, covers her mouth and smiles in a low voice. She looks more delicate than a woman.

Xia Xiaoran thinks of what Ning Feng said. It seems that this fake mother is called shunzi, "fake... Bah, shunzi father-in-law, do you know the disease of mingniang?"

"I know something. It seems that I have been unable to eat for months." Shunzi twisted his little waist and pulled Xia Xiaoran aside. "I don't know about this. You should ask the maid of honor next to empress Ming, or ask her herself."

Ask her in person? Make as if the Ming imperial concubine is very approachable, Xia Xiaoran against the black line said: "thank you shunzi father-in-law point."

"Thank you. We are all sisters." Shunzi shakes the handkerchief, and makes Xia Xiaoran shake his goose bumps.

Seven turn eight turn to the Ming imperial concubine lived in the palace, Shun son let the palace maid in front of the notice, turn to leave.

"Ah." Xia Xiaoran quickly blocks shunzi's way. If the Ming imperial concubine has a bad temper and can't cope with it, what can she do? "Doesn't shunzi go in?"

"Miss Huang, just go in alone. I don't have to go in. I have to go back to the emperor to be on duty." Shunzi takes Xia Xiaoran's hand off his arm and goes away without hesitation.

Just now I said that I am a good sister. How can the boat of friendship turn over.

After a while, a maid in waiting came out from the front door and came to Xia Xiaoran. She saluted respectfully, "Miss Huang, please come in."

"Well." Xia Xiaoran standard back to a ceremony, followed her step by step into the late palace.

"The lady is there." It's very dark in Weiqi palace. It seems that the poor Princess ordered the palace people to pull all the curtains tightly.

Xia Xiaoran involuntarily covers his nose. It's heavy medicine, mixed with sandalwood floating out of the fumigation oven. It's very strange.

With the mouth big mouth to inhale, Xia Xiaoran make a sign to let just the palace maid open the window. The maid went to the window furthest from the bed, reached out and opened it. Then she pulled the curtains tightly, and the whole palace fell into darkness again,

"..." forget it, Xia Xiaoran knelt down respectfully in the direction of the bed, "the daughter of the people Huang Lingxue was ordered to see a doctor for her mother."

"Come here." Ming imperial concubine powerless to return to the road, let Xia Xiaoran in the heart a surprised, really to the point of no way back to heaven.

Open Yan Red Bed Tent, a thin beauty appeared in front of Xia Xiaoran. I have to say that the Ming imperial concubine is really a beautiful woman. Even if she is so ill, she is also very sad. Because she has not been exposed to the sun for a long time, her face is very white. Xia Xiaoran asks for instructions and puts out her hand to touch the wrist of the other party. In less than a moment, Xia Xiaoran is relieved“ Don't worry Xia Xiaoran gently put Princess Ming's hand into the quilt, "the pulse is slippery because of qi deficiency. If the empress's body is not good, she doesn't catch up with tonic. As long as the empress's food resistance is cured, she can take tonic again." Xia Xiaoran is really scared by the situation just entering the door. It's not like being sick. It's just a memorial ceremony. The disease dragged on for three months, but it's OK. Ning Feng is not in a hurry and his wife is about to die. Recalling these details, Xia Xiaoran just wants to slap himself“ Niang Niang, it's time for Qi and blood to be out of order when you are sick. The air flow in the room should be smooth to ensure the light. " Xia Xiaoran gently reminds the Ming imperial concubine to open the curtain“ Then I'll prescribe a few more pills for my mother, and I'll get better after taking them. "“ Well Ming imperial concubine looks very spiritless, slightly opened her eyes and looked at Xia Xiaoran, "is the medicine bitter?" what? Xia Xiaoran dull, looking at the Ming imperial concubine pointed chin, think, this is afraid to take medicine, is this the reason why the medicine stone does not enter? After a look around the black hole, Xia Xiaoran has reason to believe that as long as the Lord in bed doesn't want to take medicine, no one can force her to take medicine. No matter how beautiful a beauty is, it will be fatal. Xia Xiaoran shakes her head and follows the maid in waiting to go to the room arranged for her. Because Xia Xiaoran is a woman, Ning Feng allows her to live in Weiji palace, so she can treat the pulse disease for the Ming imperial concubine at any time. On the way, Xia Xiaoran suddenly grabbed the little maid in front of her and said, "how long has this sister been in the palace? Where is she usually on duty?" The little maid in waiting laughed and said to Xia Xiaoran, "if you want to ask about the empress, just ask directly. You don't have to cover it up like this." Since the younger sister all said thoroughly, Xia Xiaoran also does not suit nearly, "Niang Niang how old this year, family background how?" Although Xia Xiaoran had nothing to do with his illness, it was not a matter of privacy. The little maid in waiting thought for a moment and said, "my mother is sixteen this year. She is the only daughter of Wang Xiangye."