Twelve Fujin is not the kind of easy-to-knead character of Liufujin, not to mention that Twelve Fujin is not Concubine De's daughter-in-law, Concubine De directly questioned her filial piety, how could Twelve Fujin be obedient Concubine De exclaimed angrily: "Queen Mother, look at the Twelve Fujin, it's just not big or small, this is their Fucha family's upbringing."
Concubine De's words are really a pole that overturned a boatload of people.
In the prince Fujin, there are two daughters of the Fucha clan alone, and Xiao Wei'er's forehead Ade is also surnamed Fucha Zhao Yan yawned and said, "I almost forgot, the emperor is still simmering Sichuan shell loquat and pear soup on the stove in the small kitchen of the palace, and the palace has to go back and take a look."
As he spoke, he instructed Guerjia Qifu: "You accompany the concubine for the palace." ” Qi Fu smiled and nodded, "Yes, Huang Eniang." ” Zhao Yan slapped her ass and did not take away a single cloud.
Only Concubine De was left with a stunned look.
The Twelve Fujin covered his lips and giggled, but was hurriedly pulled to him by Concubine Alcohol, and Concubine Alcohol said in a low voice: "Concubine De has a higher position than me, and she has three sons.
If she wants to embarrass you, don't worry that I can't protect you."
Hearing this, the Twelve Fujin had no choice but to restrain his disrespectful expression, and hurriedly said, "Yes, thank you for your teachings."
On the face of this, the twelve Fujin is still not angry in her heart after all, she does not look down on the concubine from a humble background, but looks down on Concubine De who is obviously from a humble background, but she loves to put on a shelf so much Concubine Alcohol couldn't help but sigh secretly, she, a daughter-in-law, was arrogant in her bones after all.
If it weren't for the queen's mother, she wouldn't have been able to cheapen her son.
It's just that Concubine Ol also looks down on Concubine De's heart a little bit, and wants her son to marry a decent surname of the big family, but she dislikes the surname of the big family and is not enough to flatter in every way, you think that you are the master of the middle palace, and if you can't do it, you can let you take advantage of any good thing The daughter-in-law's filial piety has become, why do you have to be strict about filial piety out of ten, there is such a eight or nine without leaving ten, you have to be a man, and you know that it is enough Concubine Desheng swallowed the anger in her throat and said coldly: "Sister Concubine is kind-hearted, I really have to learn from you in this palace."
Concubine Alcohol secretly said that if Concubine De really had this kind of heart, she would not not give face to her daughter-in-law in front of so many people.
Concubine Alcohol smiled and said: "People are different, I am just a concubine, and my sister is a concubine." ” Concubine Alcohol's words can be regarded as giving Concubine De a step down.
Concubine De snorted, she straightened her sideburns mixed with silver wires, and said, "Well, I'm tired today."
Let's go first.
After saying that, he said goodbye to Concubine Rong, Concubine Yi, Concubine Shu and others, and then called Yan's support and left.
Zhao Yan didn't lie, she did have Chuanbei loquat and pear soup simmering on her stove, just because she entered the wax moon, Xuan Ye began to cough.
Eating too much medicine, I don't see much good, but I don't see it getting worse.
After consulting the imperial doctor, I knew that the stew was just right, not to mention that this soup was sweet and much better than the decoction.
It's just that Xuan Ye doesn't like sweetness, so Zhao Yan had to reduce the amount of rock sugar, and stew it with only a hint of sweetness.
After the stew, Zhao Yan put the hot soup in a warm food box and carried it to the Qianqing Palace in person.
Tomorrow is the New Year, after the New Year, as usual, the pen will be sealed, no longer read the folds, and will not start writing again until the New Year.
Therefore, Xuan Ye had to hurry up and deal with all the backlog of folds and government affairs before the new year, especially in the cold this winter, many houses in Gyeonggi were crushed by snow, and there were even many people who froze to death, Xuan Ye had to worry about it.
Seeing Zhao Yan come in, Xuan Ye said with a blank face: "Didn't I say it, this Sichuan shellfish loquat and pear soup is sent from below."
Xuan Ye's appearance of rejecting people thousands of miles away is nothing more than worrying about infecting Zhao Yan with the disease.
Indeed, cough is indeed the most contagious disease, and if the body is not strong enough, it is easy to spread through droplets.
Zhao Yan sighed, took out the cup of soup, sent it to Xuan Ye, and said softly, "Drink it while it's hot." ” Xuan Ye covered his mouth with one hand, and quickly brushed it twice with the other, "I will drink, you can go back to Kunning Palace quickly."
Since he had a cold and cough, Xuan Ye had never been to Kunning Palace, and Zhao Yan would be kicked out if he didn't come back.
Although she knew Xuan Ye's intentions, Zhao Yan was still a little depressed, so she thought of a way Zhao Yan took out an extremely shoddy needlework from her sleeve and handed it to Xuan Ye: "If you wear this, you won't have to worry about infecting me." ” Xuan Ye was stunned for a moment, looking at what looked like a handkerchief but was smaller than a handkerchief, he was a little puzzled, he dusted it off and took a look, a square piece of cloth, and a pair of thin belts on it, "What is this?"
Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Just call it a mask."
That's right, Zhao Yan sewed a mask Xuan Ye didn't cough, wearing this can not only prevent infection, but also reduce the chance of being infected by others.
Xuan Ye looked confused, "The mask is on his mouth" Xuan Ye lifted the strap with his fingers, but he couldn't figure out how to use it.
Zhao Yan covered her lips and smiled, hurriedly picked up the mask, stepped forward, and hung two straps on Kangxi's ears, and the mask covered his mouth and nose.
"Well, wouldn't it be good that you don't have to worry about infecting others, and you can wear it when you go out, so you don't have to be infected by others."
Zhao Yan said with a smile.
Xuan Ye's face was black, "It's okay to wear it in the hall, forget it when you go out" If you wear it, it will be too embarrassing Seeing Xuan Ye's extremely disgusted look, Zhao Yan was a little furious: "Why do you dislike me for being ugly" Xuan Ye snorted: "Even if the handiwork is fine, the Ninety-Five Venerable of the Ninth Five-Year Hall can still see people with his mouth and nose covered."
Eh, what kind of weird train of thought is this, Zhao Yan said that it is difficult to understand.
I dislike it too unconventional, and I still feel that covering my mouth and nose is detrimental to my majesty However, after the new year, Xuan Ye's cough symptoms have indeed been reduced a lot, and I don't know if it is the effect of the medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, or the effect of her stewed pear soup, or the effect of the mask Anyway, after having a mask, Xuan Ye will not reject Zhao Yan, and he will go to Kunning Palace every night to stay overnight, but when he sleeps at night, Xuan Ye will deliberately wear a mask and sleep with his back to Zhao Yan.
With such strict care, it is naturally impossible for Zhao Yan to be infected.
Well, in fact, even if Xuan Ye doesn't wear a mask and Xiaofudou is there, Zhao Yan won't be infected with a cold cough.
On such a day, it is another Chinese New Year's Eve banquet.
At the night banquet, it was still those singing and dancing, and the royal family, a huge family, was crowded all over the hall, and it was difficult not to be lively.
The only difference from previous years is Ah Yu, he is alone, and he enters the palace without his wife.
The Cao family and Guo Luo Luo are all side Fujin, even if Ah Yu is not accompanied by Yan Fujin, they will not be able to break their turn.
After the child, Zhao Yan and Xuan Ye personally sent the Queen Mother back to Cining Palace, and then returned to Kunning Palace to rest.
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Zhao Yan only realized at this time that something was not quite right with Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye's old face was a little red, and his wheezing was a little impatient.
Zhao Yan hurriedly reached out and touched Xuan Ye's forehead, and immediately widened her eyes, "Xuan Ye, you have a fever" 144 t1706231537: