Chapter 135 The Sister Yan Who Was Supposed to Be His Bride
This was such a coincidence. He didn't come earlier or later, but when she came, Xiahou Yu also bumped into her.
Meng Yan said this in her heart, and then said to the Queen Mother, "Your Majesty, since someone has arrived, I and the others should go down first."
Empress Dowager Jiang said casually, "No need. He is not a great person. He is just an imperial physician. Isn't it common for you to ask for medical advice on a daily basis?" Then she told Zang Xiu that she was ready to see him.
Only after the Queen Mother gave the order did Meng Yan stop moving.
After a while, Xiahou Yu followed Zang Xiu into the hall.
Meng Yan watched him coldly. He was dressed in a jade-white silk gown, his hair tied with a single jade hairpin, bare. The summer afternoon sun streamed in through the window lattice, falling on his face, which was as smooth and lustrous as a piece of fine mutton-fat jade.
If you ignore his bad temper, just looking at his appearance, he can be considered a rare talent among men.
In her previous life, when she was banished to the cold palace, she heard that Xiahou Yu had resigned from the post of director of the Imperial Medical Service. No matter how much Lu Haozhi offered to retain him, he refused to stay and left the palace to travel.
It seemed that until then, he had been alone.
Come to think of it, with his blind and eccentric personality, whoever marries him will be unlucky for the rest of his life.
Now that she understood why Xiahou Yu had been against her in her previous life, Meng Yan was no longer afraid to see him again.
Although she still doesn't know who killed Lu Xuanming, this matter has nothing to do with her.
In this life, they came to Shanghe Garden. Empress Dowager Jiang has said that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will also be celebrated in the garden. Presumably, there will be a turning point in Lu Xuanming's death.
No matter what, don't even think about blaming her for that.
Xiahou Yu greeted the ladies and went straight forward to take Empress Dowager Jiang's pulse.
Zang Xiu placed a pillow on the kang table. The Empress Dowager rested one wrist on it. Zang Xiu covered herself with a handkerchief and stepped aside.
Xiahou Yu raised his hand to feel the Queen Mother's pulse, his eyes fixed on her, his face solemn and respectful.
Once the matter was over, he said, "The Empress Dowager is in good health as usual. It's just that the recent heat has probably disturbed her, and she has had some food stagnation. It's not a serious problem. I will prescribe some heat-relieving and digestive powder. You can drink it with water instead of tea every day."
Empress Dowager Jiang smiled and nodded. She studied him for a moment and said casually, "You've been serving the Emperor in the palace for years, haven't you?"
Xiahou Yu replied, "Empress Dowager Meng and the Emperor have not abandoned me for six years."
Empress Dowager Jiang smiled and said, "When Lao Ning was about to retire, I told him that if he wanted to leave, he had to recommend someone suitable to me. So he recommended you. At that time, I saw that you were still a young man, and I was worried that someone so young could be useful. But over the past few years, you have done your job very well, and both I and the Emperor are very confident."
Xiahou Yu replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, I am so flattered. I have only done my duty."
Meng Yan was sitting nearby and was stunned by what she heard.
It was actually her grandfather Ning Zhonghuai who recommended Xiahou Yu to Empress Dowager Jiang, but she had no idea about this.
So, my grandfather and Xiahou Yu knew each other?
How come she doesn't know anything?
That's not right...Grandfather loves her so much that he would never hide anything from her.
Meng Yan tried her best to recall for a while, trying to find some clues from her memory, but her mind was blank, and her temples even throbbed with pain.
But then Queen Mother Jiang suddenly asked, "Yan'er is Old Ning's granddaughter, and she's also a skilled doctor. Since Old Ning is on good terms with the Xiahou family, have you ever met him before?"
Meng Yan was slightly stunned and looked at Xiahou Yu, but saw that he looked normal.
"Your Highness, you're joking. Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine, comes from a distinguished family. I'm just from a family of doctors. How can I possibly marry into such a family?"
Empress Dowager Jiang smiled faintly, "There's no need to be so modest. Your Xiahou family was once a prominent family in the previous dynasty. Even if you haven't been involved in government affairs in recent years, with your medical skills, who can underestimate you?"
After chatting for a few more words, Xiahou Yu took his leave.
Meng Yan and Bai Yuxin spent the entire afternoon chatting with the empress dowager at Shou'an Academy.
Meng Yan has always been favored by the Empress Dowager, and she is playful and sweet-talking. Although Bai Yuxin is quiet and taciturn, she is gentle and considerate. With Xiao Doukou acting coquettishly beside her, she makes the Empress Dowager Jiang very happy, and there is constant laughter in Shou'an Academy.
When it was time for dinner in the evening, Empress Dowager Jiang said that it was a vegetarian day and did not keep the three people.
When the three of them left Shou'an Academy, it was already dusk and a cool breeze was blowing. After sitting for the whole afternoon, no one wanted to get in the sedan chair again, so they slowly walked back along the trail.
When they reached a bridge, a man suddenly came out from under the bridge and bowed to her, "I, your humble servant, pay my respects to the Imperial Concubine."
Judging from the voice, it was Xiahou Yu.
Meng Yan was used to his habit of ambushing along the roadside, so she nodded slightly. "Physician Xiahou, please stand up. You have come to see me. What advice do you have?"
"I dare not give you any advice," Xiahou Yu straightened up, gazing into her eyes in the dusk. "It's just that today I sent my disciple to deliver cold tea to Chunze Zhai, and not long after, Your Majesty sent someone to deliver some silver. The garden has its share, so Your Majesty doesn't have to pay for it yourself. Tomorrow, I will return the silver."
Meng Yan glanced at him and smiled, "You're waiting for me here just to talk about this?"
If it was really as he said, then he could just send someone to deliver the silver back to Chunze Zhai. Why would he have to wait there in person on the road?
Meng Yan continued, "Xiahou Yu, let's get this straight. You made that herbal tea especially for me, didn't you?"
Xiahou Yu remained silent for a while before saying, "That's right."
Meng Yan's voice was cold as she continued, "Why? I believe I have never offended you. What is your intention in repeatedly approaching me?"
Xia Houyu was surprised by her question and was stunned for a moment. He blurted out, "Yan... Why do you say that, Imperial Concubine?"
Meng Yan's face was gloomy. Her delicate hands gently stroked the stone lions on one side of the bridge. She said calmly, "Recently, Concubine Lin was disfigured by applying Rose Jade Dew Cream. If I hadn't been on guard, I'm afraid Changchun Palace would have been blamed for this. Xiahou Yu, your memory is really not that good. It's only been a few months, and you've already forgotten everything?"
Xiahou Yu's mind raced as fast as lightning. He replayed the situation and immediately understood where she had misunderstood. He couldn't help but feel extremely anxious. "Your Highness, I'm afraid you've misunderstood. The Jade Dew Cream was made by your humble disciple on his own initiative..."
Meng Yan didn't listen to his explanation and said directly, "Imperial Physician Xiahou, I don't know what kind of relationship our two families have. But now I am a palace concubine, and you are the imperial physician in the palace, and our statuses are different. I will not interfere with you, and from now on, please stay away from me and everyone in Changchun Palace." After that, she stepped onto the bridge step by step and led the crowd away.
Xiahou Yu watched the slender figure disappear into the night, and felt his chest tighten and ache.
He was indeed wishful thinking, and they were now worlds apart.
But... he could never forget the sister Yan in his memory, the sister Yan who was supposed to be his bride.
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