Qingchuan History

Chapter 37

Ruan Xueyin had very little contact with Shangguan's concubine, and the few times they talked, they were not speculative.

But she did want to get to the bottom of the medicine thing.A few days ago, she sent the bird to send a letter back to Pengxi Mountain, asking her to check what the teacher meant.

She counted with her fingers. Originally, she only brought one mission into Qi Palace. For this mission, she added the mission of investigating Gu Xinglei's death.Now there is more medicine.

For more than ten years in the mountains, although he has read a lot of books, he has also been trained by his teacher every day to analyze and study various so-called strategies.When I was really involved in the world and started to practice those paper tactics, I discovered that many things can be done well without knowing it in my heart.

Being able to count and being willing to count are two different things.He is right.

It is inevitable to fight with Shangguan concubine.

Maybe the other party is also waiting for her.

But with the current friendship between the two of them, it would be inappropriate to rush directly into the Boiled Rain Palace.Mainly because I have a thin skin.

I have to ask Xirun to help again.

On the next day, Ruan Xueyin knocked on the door of Cailu Hall.

"Sister Pei has been busy taking care of Junshang recently. I heard that in the past few days and nights, Master Diyan will personally pick up my sister to Wanlan Hall. Xirun thinks that my sister has no time to talk to me."

Duan Xirun poured tea and placed it in front of Ruan Xueyin, her smile was still pleasant, but there was a hint of sadness between her brows.

Ruan Xueyin didn't understand those sorrows for a while, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has almost recovered, and I have leisure during the day, so I came to see you and admire the roses in your garden."

"Your Majesty is sick, and Sister Jin and I are worried, and we both want to take care of the sick. Unfortunately, Your Majesty will not allow it at all. As long as my sister is with you, these days, we can only be anxious."

Duan Xirun doesn't know how to hide his emotions, his emotions are all written on his face, it was only then that Ruan Xueyin reacted, it turned out that that day when Chunfeng said in Wanlan Palace that Shangguan's concubine complained about not being able to serve the sick, it was not an exaggeration, but it was true .

Because obviously Duan Xirun is also brooding over this matter.

She didn't quite understand that she had never been favored, but she was sick for a few days, could it be so serious?
She hasn't wade through this kind of muddy water yet, and she doesn't want to bother to comprehend it, so she casually comforted: "Your Majesty loves you, and naturally he is reluctant to ask you to do the drudgery of serving the sick."

Duan Xirun looked at her bluntly: "I'm not afraid of my sister's jokes when I say it. On weekdays, the Lord would visit me every ten or so days. Sometimes I would sit for a while, and sometimes I would stay." She blushed,
"But I have spent five consecutive days with Junshang day and night, but it has never happened before. Xirun is really envious of my sister's blessing."

It was only then that Ruan Xueyin understood her melancholy and the jealousy of Shangguan's concubine that Chunfeng said.

It is the so-called infatuation.It's a pity that Gu Xinglang can't treat any of them wholeheartedly. The most terrible thing is that there is still a "heart" in Pishuang Temple.

Ruan Xueyin laughed silently when thinking of the analogy the other party told her when she first met Chunfeng in the Imperial Garden.It's so vivid.Lively and relevant.

Duan Xirun didn't know what she was thinking, thought she was laughing because she recalled getting along with Junshang, and was even more worried: "Earlier, Junshang stayed away from my sister, but now I think the rift has been resolved. How many times Xirun can see Junshang in the future? It's going to be less."

Ruan Xueyin was disappointed to see her taste, but she was open-minded, quite surprised.The child who grew up in the palace did not become a masked man, but put his heart under the sun.

very impressive.

But she didn't know how much sincerity Shangguan concubine had towards Gu Xinglang.If it was really her fault, then all the courtship and flattery would be just acting.

"Your Majesty came to me recently because I have something to ask." Concentrating her thoughts, she was also frank, "You also know that I have a special status. Since I entered the palace, not only the palace, but the entire Jidu, and even most of Qingchuan have been talking about it a lot. Don't worry, I entered Qi Palace for a reason, but firstly, it won't hurt your majesty, and secondly, I won't compete with you. How your majesty treated you in the past will be the same in the future. Maybe it will get better and better."

That last sentence isn't all consolation.If there is really a problem with Shangguan's concubine, and Ji Wanling is infatuated with her deceased fiancé, then the one standing by Gu Xinglang's side in the end may really be Duan Xirun.

Duan Xirun stared at her blankly for a while.In fact, many times Ruan Xueyin's attitude towards world affairs and what she cares about, she doesn't quite understand.It's not that they don't understand the meaning of the words themselves, but that they are both princesses, but she and she live in two worlds.

Among the people Duan Xirun has met in his limited life, Ruan Xueyin is quite special——

She doesn't care about what a wife should care about, or even what a woman should care about. She seems indifferent, but it can also be interpreted as free and easy, which belongs to a woman's free and easy, which is inexplicably liked by people.

Or is this the spirit of Pengxi Mountain, a way of life inherited from her legendary teacher?
"Although I don't know what my sister said, there is a reason, what is it, but since it will not harm the king, Xirun wishes my sister all the best."

"Thank you. Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mrs. Jin much recently."

Duan Xirun smiled: "Let's just say, Sister Jin made a fuss a few days ago because she couldn't take care of her illness."

"Yes. I haven't heard of that."

"My sister took care of you in the inner hall for the past few days. I thought that Lord Diyan didn't come in to report because he was afraid of disturbing your rest. Speaking of it, I also feel strange. We were just anxious when we learned that your lord was ill for the first two days. We had no choice but to give up as long as my sister was ill. But on the third day, sister Jin was so anxious that she begged to go in at the gate of the Turning Lan Palace, and asked Master Diyan if the imperial doctors really knew how to treat her. , don't delay the opportunity for treatment."

Ruan Xueyin didn't hear right, and she couldn't show it, so she just asked patiently, "And then?"

"Master Diyan said that Junshang's condition has improved, and he will recover in a few days. Sister Jin has no choice but to give up. But—"

"but?"

"Sister Jin has been restless for the past few days, and she always said that she was worried about Jun Shang's illness. I was thinking that even Master Diyan said that there was no problem, and it should be fine. But sister Jin seemed to be skeptical of Master Diyan's words. The two I saw that her complexion was also bad, presumably it was caused by worry. Recently, Junshang got well, so she was relieved, and she was willing to eat well and sleep soundly."

Duan Xirun's description was very clear, but Ruan Xueyin became more confused the more she listened.

Being so worried doesn't look like it's a faux pas; and if she did it, she would startle the snake, and she should have reacted similarly to Duan Xirun. Wouldn't it be more suspicious to make such a big commotion?
There is only one possibility: she didn't do it, but she knew what was going on, and she only found out after the incident happened, maybe it was the day Duan Xirun said, so she was anxious, worried about Gu Xinglang's safety, Baba ran to turn the tide temple.

Ruan Xueyin's back felt cold.

In this Qi Palace, is there anyone who understands this disease?

(End of this chapter)