Chapter 479 Miaomiao is sick
Seeing that Yan Xingtian specially sent Qiao Ye to intercept, Xiao Xiao became a little scared.
He tutted in frustration and scratched his hair in annoyance.
You can choose not to kill anyone, but you can’t let your sister suffer in vain!
Xiaoxiao's eyes rolled, and his anger turned into another form of "worry".
He turned around suddenly and shouted to his friends:
"It's okay if you don't go! But you must find a man for Miaomiao who is a hundred times, no, a thousand times better than Cui Huailin!"
"That Cui guy is so mad!"
So everyone found a shady place near the palace gate to hold an urgent meeting.
"Quick! Think about it carefully."
"Bring up the names of all the good, unmarried men you know, have heard of, who are of the right age, have a similar family background, are of good character... well, at least have decent looks!"
"We have to choose the best consort for Miaomiao!"
When Lu Yian heard this, he immediately straightened his clothes and cleared his throat.
He stepped forward and introduced himself in what he thought was a dashing manner.
"Brother! What do you think of me? With my family background, looks, and martial arts skills, am I worthy of Sister Miaomiao?"
"My love for Miaomiao is evident to all!"
Xiaoxiao walked around his friend, looking him up and down, his disgust almost overflowing.
He said "Bah" without any courtesy: "You? Forget it!"
After saying that, he kicked Lu Yian on the butt.
"Are you as good-looking as Cui Huailin? Or are you better at martial arts than him? Or are you better at studying than him?"
Lu Yian staggered after being kicked, and was choked by the question, his face turning pale and blue.
He stiffened his neck and held it in for a long time before he argued:
"I... am only a little bit behind him! If I'm more than halfway there, I'm almost there!"
Everyone immediately rolled their eyes at him.
Even the young eunuch next to him turned his head away and laughed.
Xiaoxiao was really worried.
He took this group of unreliable brothers directly to the study, spread out paper and grind ink.
List all the men of marriageable age that you know and evaluate them one by one.
The more I listed the results, the more frightened I became, and the more I compared them, the more frustrated I became.
Excluding those with ordinary family background or bad character, there is not a single child from the top aristocratic families who can surpass Cui Huailin in all aspects!
Xiaoxiao stared at the paper that was full of names but couldn't find a single piece of paper to type on, and crumpled it into a ball in frustration.
"Tsk! As expected of my sister, she has such a good eye!"
When I fall in love, I fall in love with the best one... How can I compare?
At this time, someone weakly suggested:
"The Anguo Mansion's heir, Su Yuchen, is an excellent talent. He is both civil and military, and he looks great too..."
Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and then dimmed again, and he slapped his thigh violently.
"Su Dabao? That guy is pretty good! When he was little, he even said he wanted to marry Miaomiao!"
"But he's not even fourteen yet, nearly three years younger than Miaomiao!"
"A little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet? No, no!"
The young man who just spoke shook his head:
"Not at all! In four or five years, when Prince Su turns eighteen, he will be just the right age for the princess!"
When Xiaoxiao heard this, it seemed to make some sense.
In order to help his sister get over her heartbreak as soon as possible, he took the risk.
Xiaoxiao touched his chin, his eyes lit up, and he slammed the table again.
"Miao Miao is not in a hurry to get married anyway, so what's wrong with waiting a few years? Just make Su Yuchen your number one backup!"
Then, he picked out a few people from the list who were slightly inferior to Cui Huailin but had decent family backgrounds and conduct, and wrote with a flourish:
"That's them!"
"About ten days from now, I'll be out in the imperial gardens outside the capital!"
"Then ask them to bring their sisters along to keep Miaomiao and Zhaozhao company!"
"Let Miaomiao look at other handsome men more often. Maybe she'll fall in love with him? Perfect!"
He made his own plans and swept away his depression.
It was as if I could already see my sister's future where she would burst into laughter and find her ideal husband.
But he hadn't considered whether his sister was willing, or what the "number one backup" Young Master Su would think if he knew...
Miaomiao is here.
Zhao Zhao forced him to undergo devilish training for several days in a row.
Control your mouth, move your legs, and pick up the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and martial arts again.
In fact, as a princess, Miaomiao has been carefully trained in these aspects, and talent is another matter.
As for Wu...she really has no talent.
It's good enough if she can jump rope with a whip and doesn't cut herself with a knife...
All in all, he and Xiaoxiao are both martial arts fanatics.
It's just that one is a positive fool and the other is a negative fool.
now.
Zhao Zhao sat under the eaves of Changning Palace.
Sour plum soup in one hand and chilled lychee in the other.
Looking at Miaomiao, who was sweating profusely after just a quarter of an hour of horse stance in the yard, she said quietly:
"Stand for half an hour, and this bowl of sour plum soup is yours, and you can also have three more lychees."
Miaomiao looked at her sister pitifully with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Zhao turned her eyes away cruelly - this trick has no effect on her!
Although I thought so, I saw Miaomiao's calves trembling...
I also thought that this delicate girl had the softest bones, and I was worried that she would hurt her knees.
Under Miaomiao's big eyes, she angrily stuffed the litchi into her mouth.
As a result, the devilish training lasted five days.
Not only did Miaomiao not lose a pound, but Zhaozhao also made her sick.
He had a high fever at night, his face was red, and he was mumbling incoherently.
Yan Shixu and Wen Li'er, who rushed over after hearing the news, were heartbroken when they saw their daughter looking wilted.
The imperial physician gave acupuncture and prepared medicine in the middle of the night.
Yan Shixu personally fed Miaomiao the medicine, and it was not until the second half of the night that Miaomiao's fever subsided.
Zhao Zhao received her father's angry glare and retreated with tears in her eyes:
"Father... I just want to help my sister transform herself..."
"Just... I just ate a little less... and stood in horse stance for a while... Really..."
My sister is too weak, she needs to practice!
Yan Shixu snorted, "My daughter is the best woman in the world. Miaomiao is fine the way she is! Why should she change?"
"If you keep messing around, you'll have to clean the toilet for a month!"
The corners of Zhao Zhao's mouth twitched and he looked up at the sky speechlessly.
It’s almost as if the emperor is not entirely to blame for Miaomiao’s development!
She wanted to argue, but her father's face was too dark, so she didn't dare...
Wen Li'er looked at the father and daughter, shook her head and laughed.
Your Majesty is good in every way except that he dotes on Miaomiao too much.
I'm afraid it will fall if I hold it in my hand, and I'm afraid it will melt if I hold it in my mouth.
The child was spoiled until he became innocent, naive, and frail.
She is worried now too.
…
Cui Mansion.
Waterside residence, study.
Under the dim candlelight, Cui Huailin sat upright at the desk and wrote.
Follower Liao Chengfeng pushed the door open and came in to whisper something.
Cui Huailin stood up suddenly, put down the brush in his hand, and walked out.
But when he reached the door, he stopped again.
When she was ill, she had her own doctors and palace maids to look after her;
The emperor, empress, princes and princesses care about her.
He is an outsider...
Cui Huailin pursed his lips, turned around, walked back to the desk, sat down, and picked up his pen again.
Liao Chengfeng scratched his head, not understanding his master's reaction.
But he was sure that his master sat in the study until dawn without writing a single word.
Miaomiao's illness this time gave Yan Shixu a big wake-up call.
As Princess Dayan, as his daughter.
You can admire other men, but you must never torture yourself for a man!
The next day, news spread in the court that the emperor and empress wanted to choose concubines for the crown prince and the eldest prince, and at the same time choose a son-in-law for Princess Changning.
The noble families heard the news and took action.
Girls of marriageable age were taken out for a walk, while men of marriageable age were asked to show themselves before the prince.
This is a great opportunity to become a royal relative.
Only the Cui family, who consider themselves to be upright and noble, dare to reject the princess.
He is simply courting death!
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