In the early morning, Jiang Shuyue changed into a moon-white dress.
She wore two white jade plum blossom hairpins in her hair, her long hair hanging down to her waist. As the morning breeze blew, her white clothes fluttered, making her look like a fairy descending to earth.
His eyes were clear as a stream, with a faint chill in them, as if they could see through everything.
As soon as the carriage arrived at the palace gate, guards were already waiting.
This time was different; upon entering the palace gates, a palanquin came to greet them.
As she boarded the palanquin, Jiang Shuyue noticed that Qiu Ju's hands were empty.
She reminded Qiuju, "Don't forget what Sui Sui brings."
"Miss, you really delivered it!" Qiu Ju stopped and looked at Gao Mu. She had originally intended to leave on purpose, but her mistress noticed.
Gao Mu quickly turned around and took out an exquisite pastry box from the carriage.
"Take it, it's all the thought that counts."
Qiuju had no choice but to bite the bullet and accept the box.
Jiang Shuyue seemed to see through her little thoughts and smiled, "I'll deliver it myself later, so it won't embarrass you. What's there to worry about?"
Qiu Ju: "..."
She was afraid of embarrassing her mistress.
Sending only a few leftover wild apples as gifts to the palace is something that is probably unprecedented and will never be repeated. Only her young lady could do such a thing.
This time, the view from the palanquin was excellent, with the magnificent palace laid out before us.
Looking at the magnificent and antique palace, Jiang Shuyue had the illusion of visiting the Forbidden City.
When palace maids and eunuchs passed by the palanquin, they would stop, bow their heads, and wait for the palanquin to pass before stepping forward.
Rules and etiquette were strictly observed within the high palace walls.
As I passed by the Imperial Garden, a row of ginkgo trees came into view.
The autumn wind was chilly, the leaves were dancing in the air, and palace maids were sweeping under the trees.
Watching the palace maids pack the golden fallen leaves into bamboo baskets, Jiang Shuyue thought to herself, "What a pity."
They could have enjoyed the golden scenery everywhere, but it was wasted like this. What a waste!
On a distant palace building, a figure dressed in bright yellow stood with his hands behind his back.
As the palanquin drew closer, he pursed his thin lips and twirled his well-defined fingers.
"Master, Miss Jiang only brought her personal maid into the palace; the young master did not come," Xiang Yang said quietly after thinking for a moment.
After Xiang Yang was appointed as the deputy commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he became more cautious in his speech.
He kept Xiang Song's instructions firmly in mind. Things were different now than before, so he had to be careful with his words and actions. As the emperor's right-hand man, he couldn't make any mistakes that would put his master in a difficult position.
Xiao Jingzhao gave a soft "hmm" and turned to go downstairs.
Turning past a palace wall, Lin Miaoshou led a young man to greet them, smiling broadly, "Yue'er, we've finally been waiting for you! I've arranged the examination hall at the Imperial Hospital, just waiting for your arrival."
"How could I not come, as I promised Uncle Lin?" Jiang Shuyue smiled and stepped down as the palanquin came to a stop.
"This is Xu An, my last disciple."
Lin Miaoshou tugged at Xu An, who was looking down, and said, "Quickly greet Sister Jiang."
"I've met Jiang, Sister Jiang."
As Xu An bowed, he glanced up at Jiang Shuyue, his cheeks flushing crimson.
This woman, as beautiful as a fairy, should only exist in heaven; such a sight is rare on earth. He can call her "sister"—how lucky he is!
Looking at the shy young man, Jiang Shuyue smiled slightly, "Xu An, study hard with Uncle Lin. Once you've mastered the basics, I'll give you a few handwritten pharmacology books."
Jiang Shuyue hadn't expected this to happen, so she hadn't prepared a gift for the visit.
Seeing that the boy had a handsome appearance and clear, bright eyes, and was about the same age as Su Nan, she liked him very much.
Xu An bowed again and thanked him.
Seeing Qiuju carrying a pastry box, he looked anxiously into the distance.
Lin Miaoshou smiled and said, "Qiuju was worried that Uncle Lin would be craving pastries in the palace, so she specially sent me some?"
Qiuju tightened her grip on the box and stammered, "No, it's not pastries, it's a gift from the young master to the Emperor."
"We can't intercept the Emperor's gift," Lin Miaoshou said, stepping aside. "The Emperor has been very busy these past few days. He's probably still in the main hall discussing matters with his ministers."
"Since the Emperor is busy, let's go see him later. Let's go to the Imperial Hospital first."
Jiang Shuyue didn't know how to get to the Imperial Hospital either, so she looked up at Lin Miaoshou.
A guard stepped forward and bowed, saying, "This way, young lady. His Majesty is in the Imperial Study."
The emperor's food cannot be entrusted to others; it must be delivered personally.
Jiang Shuyue asked Lin Miaoshou, "Uncle Lin, would you like to come along?"
"The Emperor hasn't summoned us, so we dare not disturb him. Xu An and I will just wait for you outside," Lin Miaoshou said, pointing to the intersection not far away.
Following the guards to the outside of the Imperial Study, the eunuchs at the door bowed and stepped aside upon seeing the guards dressed in the uniforms of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.
When Eunuch Ma saw Jiang Shuyue inside the Imperial Study, he immediately called out, "Miss Jiang, please come in!"
"Announce."
In the imperial study, the man's voice was deep and magnetic, possessing a captivating charm that stirred the heart.
Grandpa Ma greeted them with a broad smile.
"Wait for me, I'll be right out." Jiang Shuyue took the box from Qiuju's hand and stepped inside.
As expected of someone capable of being the chief eunuch, after leading Jiang Shuyue into the imperial study, Eunuch Ma quickly withdrew to avoid the situation.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"No need for formalities, come and sit down to talk."
Jiang Shuyue had just slightly bowed when she heard "no need for formalities" and straightened up to walk forward.
Xiao Jingzhao wore a bright yellow straight-cut robe with lifelike flying dragons on it. The wide sleeves were embroidered with colorful auspicious clouds. The hem of the robe did not have a magnificent wave pattern, which made it less heavy. It was obviously the emperor's casual clothes after court.
Her jet-black hair was tied high on her head, and her hair crown was inlaid with a rare cat's-eye gemstone.
A wisp of black hair hanging down his temples added an indescribable charm to his originally cold and handsome face.
Upon seeing Jiang Shuyue approach, Xiao Jingzhao felt a sudden light up, and a hint of warmth appeared in his phoenix eyes, which shone like stars.
She remained as ethereal and radiant as ever, her gentle demeanor tempered with unwavering confidence, her bright eyes seemingly able to see through everything in this world.
"The Imperial Medical Academy is currently leaderless, so I'm entrusting the task of selecting talent to you," Xiao Jingzhao said bluntly.
"You're welcome. In just one day, we will surely be able to select a person with superb medical skills who can take on important responsibilities."
Jiang Shuyue smiled and handed over the box with both hands, saying, "This is a token of Sui Sui's affection."
A warm feeling washed over Xiao Jingzhao.
It feels so good to have a son, and he misses him too.
It is said that the royal family is ruthless, and sitting on that dragon throne means being all alone.
He wants to change all of this.
Just as he was about to reach out, Xiangyang quickly stepped forward, bowed, and took the box, sincerely smiling as he said, "Young Master is so thoughtful."
Xiang Yang carefully presented the box to Xiao Jingzhao. Xiao Jingzhao looked at the exquisite box and resisted the urge to open it.
"Your filial piety is commendable. You have raised your son very well. You have worked hard."
Xiao Jingzhao praised Jiang Shuyue without reservation.
"That's right, that's right. The young master is intelligent and filial, and the young lady has taught him well."
Xiang Yang smiled obsequiously, and at that moment, he saw even the strands of Jiang Shuyue's hair as virtuous and gentle.
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