Waste materials against the sky: the emperor's only favorite daughter-in-law

Chapter 58

Time passed quietly like water, and it was New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.

It was night, the whole capital was decorated with lanterns and festoons, firecrackers were noisy, and every family gathered together.Although An's house is only a corner of the lights of Wanjia, An's family is a relative of the emperor after all, and their status is respected. The nature of An's house is extremely grand.

After An Muzhen had a reunion dinner with the family in the front yard, while the servants were cleaning up the house, An Muzhen told An Houye that she was not feeling well, and quietly slipped back to the yard with Shuiyue.

Back in her yard, An Mujin couldn't help stretching, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to stay in my own room comfortably."

"Girl, I see that you didn't eat anything just now, and you will definitely be hungry in a while. I will go to the kitchen and prepare some food for you." Shuiyue said as she helped An Mujin take off her fox-fur cloak.

An Mujin stretched out her hand and nodded her chin, and pondered for a while: "Alright, it happens that you haven't had dinner yet, so you can cook more, and we will eat together later."

"Yes, servant girl is going now." Shuiyue smiled sweetly, blessed her body, turned around and walked out.

However, just as she raised the door curtain and raised her feet to walk outside, her body softened and she fell while holding on to the door frame.

An Mujin was startled, hurried over, and asked worriedly: "Shuiyue, what's wrong with you?"

Shuiyue raised her head, there was an abnormal blush on her pale face, and her smile was a little weak: "Girl, this servant is just a little dizzy, I think it's a little tired, you don't have to worry."

Seeing Shuiyue's haggard face, An Mujin's heart moved, and she reached out to touch her forehead, and the tentacles felt a little hot.

An Muqin frowned slightly, with a hint of distress on her face: "You girl, you don't even know you're sick. Your head is so hot. It must be because you haven't fully healed from the poisonous injection before, so you're easy to catch the cold." Paused After a pause, she went on to say: "Well, I'll help you go back to your room to rest first, and I'll make you a soup in a while, and you'll be fine after drinking it and getting a good night's sleep." Saying that, she was about to help Shuiyue get up.

"Girl, how can this be done? This servant is a servant, how can I let you make medicine for me, this servant can cook it by myself." Shuiyue's expression was startled, she grabbed An Mujin's hand, and said hastily.

An Mujin was startled, shook her head, held Shuiyue's hand, looked into her eyes and said, "Shuiyue, what about the master, what about the servants, you and I are both human beings, and you also need to be taken care of by others. In this huge Anhou mansion, besides you, how many people treat me sincerely? You are the one who does this and that for me on weekdays. It is only natural for me to do something for you today, not to mention you look like this How do you cook medicine?"

"Girl..." Hearing An Mujin's words, Shuiyue's eyes trembled, and her heart felt sore and hot.

Seeing Shuiyue's full of touching eyes, An Mujin felt very uncomfortable. In this age of dignity and order, all she can do for Shuiyue is these small things.

An Mujin helped Shuiyue into her own room, told her to have a good rest, and was about to go outside to look for medicine, when she suddenly remembered that the girl Lianyi had also contracted a cold a few days ago, and her symptoms were exactly the same as Shuiyue. I heard that the medicine she took was like Not yet used up.

Thinking of this, An Mujin hurried to Lianyi's room, and soon saw a pack of medicine on the bedside table. She opened it and took a closer look, it was the medicine for treating wind and cold.

At that moment, An Muzhen hurried to the kitchen, lit the charcoal gunpowder pot and boiled it. After more than half an hour, the medicine juice was finally boiled.Immediately, An Mujin brought a small bowl and filled a bowl full, and walked out with the decoction.

Just when An Mujin was about to open the wooden door, suddenly, the wooden door was pushed open with a creak, knocking the medicine bowl to the ground.

An Mujin was so frightened that she yelled "Ah", and just as she was in shock, her hands were already grasped by a pair of slender and firm hands.

"How is it, did you get burned?" A worried voice reached her ears.

When An Mujin looked up, she saw a familiar face with stern brows, but there was a trace of undisguised worry.

"Your Highness!" An Mujin was slightly startled. On such a day, shouldn't Jun Lintian stay in the palace?Even if the night banquet is over, you should stay in the Prince Chen's Mansion, right?

"En." Jun Lintian glanced at her, responded, then stared at her hand and asked, "Did you get burned?"

Seeing him staring at her hand, An Mujin was obviously very worried, her heart was warm and shy.I saw her eyeballs move, and she waved her hand to cover her heart, with a painful expression on her face: "Oh, it hurts! It's burning me to death!"

Seeing her like this, Jun Lintian was even more worried, grabbed her arm and walked out: "Come on, come with me to Chenwang Mansion."

"what!"

"This king has good scald medicine." Jun Lintian stopped to explain, paused, he turned his head slightly, his eyes were firm: "Your hand, this king will never let it have trouble!"

An Mujin looked at Jun Lintian's cold and firm side face, and a strange feeling suddenly surged in her heart, wandering in her heart like silk.

Seeing that Jun Lintian was about to drag her forward, An Mujin looked at his back, and said guiltyly: "Uh, Your Highness, my hand is actually fine, but it just splashed a few drops of medicine."

Hearing the words coming from behind, Jun Lintian was shocked, let go of An Mujin's hand, turned around slowly, frowned slightly, his eyes were slightly cold, and fell lightly on An Mujin: "You lied to me. "

Facing Jun Lintian's gaze, An Mujin's heart tightened, and she laughed: "Your Highness, you are not really angry, are you?"

"What do you think?" Jun Lintian continued to stare at An Mujin, his voice cold.

The corner of An Mujin's mouth twitched, and she secretly blamed Jun Lintian for being stingy, but on the face she tugged on Jun Lintian's sleeves, and looked at him pitifully with big eyes: "Your Highness, it's Mu Jin's fault, Mu Jin shouldn't be joking with His Highness, Let His Highness worry."

Seeing An Mujin's pitiful look, a cunning flashed in Jun Lintian's eyes, with one hand on his chest and the other on his chin, he said casually: "It's okay to ask this king to forgive you, but you have to promise me one thing. .”

"What's the matter?" An Mujin was stunned for a while, and suddenly her heart moved, her face couldn't help burning, and she grabbed the skirt of her clothes: "Your Highness, you won't...!"

"Pfft!" Jun Lintian couldn't help laughing, reached out and nodded An Mujin's head, with a funny look: "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I didn't eat much in the palace just now, and now I'm a little hungry. Let you make some food for this king."

"I see." An Mujin nodded clearly.

Jun Lintian looked at her, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, provoking a hint of cunning: "However, if you want to make a promise with your body, it's fine. In terms of our friendship, this king will reluctantly accept you."

The corners of An Mujin's mouth twitched, she rolled her eyes, and said with feigned regret, "Your Highness has a noble status, and my courtiers can't afford it."

Seeing An Mujin's pretentious appearance, Jun Lintian shook his head helplessly, and there was a hint of pampering in his voice: "You!" After a pause, his heart moved, and he asked, "Mujin, are you sick?"

"No." An Mujin was slightly taken aback.

Jun Lintian's gaze fell on the shattered medicine bowl on the ground, and he said flatly, "Then what's going on."

"You're talking about this. Shuiyue was infected with the cold, and that was the medicine I made for her." An Mujin explained casually, and she reached out to pat her forehead, and said helplessly, "Oh, why did you put Shuiyue on the ground?" Forget it, she is still waiting to drink the medicine."

After finishing speaking, An Mujin hurried into the kitchen and poured out all the medicine juice left in the medicine jar.

Looking at the half bowl of concoction in front of her, An Muzhen let out a sigh of relief, and said happily, "Fortunately, I boiled a lot, otherwise I would have to boil it all over again."

Jun Lintian leaned on the door frame with his arms folded, watching An Mujin's every move, and frowned slightly: "Why, is there no one in your yard?"

An Mujin was slightly taken aback, knowing what he meant, she walked forward with the medicine bowl in her hand, and smiled faintly: "Isn't he only [-] years old today? Except for some important servants in the mansion, other servants can go home They have all gone home, if it wasn't for Shuiyue who has no relatives, I would definitely let her go home for the New Year."

"Then you can just let Shuiyue cook the medicine by yourself, why bother doing it yourself."

An Mujin glanced at Jun Lintian, shook her head helplessly and said: "You princes and princesses, how do you know the sufferings of ordinary people? Although the servants have signed contracts with you to do things for you, they are also human beings, not machines. , also need to rest."

Junlin Tiangui is a prince, and the concept of dignity and order is deeply ingrained. He disapproved of An Mujin's words, but he did not refute them aloud.

An Mujin took the medicine bowl and went to Shuiyue's room. Shuiyue drank the medicine drowsily and fell into a deep sleep.An Mujin tucked the quilt up for her, then walked out lightly, closed the wooden door, made a silent gesture to Jun Lintian, and dragged him into the kitchen.

Jun Lintian suddenly spoke, with a little emotion in his voice: "Shuiyue is with you, it is her blessing."

An Mujin shook her head, and smiled meaningfully: "No, it's my good fortune to have her by my side." In this huge Anfu, there are intrigues, open and secret fights, and who really treats her other than Shuiyue?

Jun Lintian was slightly taken aback, his gaze deepened, and all of them fell on her face.

Seeing him like this, An Mujin's face burned, she turned her face away hastily, and said in a cover-up, "Well, I'll cook for you right now."

"Okay, I would like to see the craftsmanship of you, Miss Anfu. If you don't do well, I won't eat it." Jun Lintian stretched out his hand to stroke the strands of hair on his shoulders, and said calmly.

"Your Highness, let's wait and see." An Mujin raised her chin and said provocatively.

Then, An Muzhen scooped a scoop of flour in the wooden bucket with a wooden ladle, poured it on the chopping board, put her hands on her hips, and looked like she was going to the battlefield: "Isn't it just cooking, so I can't trouble this girl!" , she rolled up her two sleeves, scooped up a scoop of water and started kneading the dough.

As a result, An Mujin either dried out the dough or made it thin. She needed to add water and noodles, and she was in a hurry.

On the side, Jun Lintian looked at An Mujin's flustered look, the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised, and his eyes were gentle.

(End of this chapter)