"Shen Qingyi is already an abandoned child. If you like her, you might as well marry the princess and take her in as a concubine."
Zhao Qiyu frowned. How could Qingyi, who was so noble, be willing to be a concubine... What's more, he didn't want to marry a vicious woman like Shen Shuyi.
"Mother, you don't know that Shen Shuyi is a vicious person. When he was seven years old, he pushed Qingyi into the lake and wanted to drown her. I..."
"Did you see it with your own eyes?" Queen Cui interrupted him, "No matter how vicious Shen Shuyi is, she will not point the knife at you after you become husband and wife. As long as she is useful to you and does no harm, that's enough."
She had seen even more vicious and vile things in the harem, but she had never seen any woman dare to attack the emperor.
Zhao Qiyu did not dare to disobey his mother's order. He was very unhappy when he left, and became more and more angry towards Shen Shuyi, whom he had never met.
Shen Qingyi's situation when she returned home was not much better than Zhao Qiyu's. Lin was so angry that she started to question her.
"What's going on, Qingyi?"
"Didn't I tell you to be secretive and not be seen by others?"
Shen Qingyi's face turned pale. "Mother, I, I didn't plan to meet the Fourth Prince at the back lake of Tianxiang Tower that day. I just happened to meet him. That day I just went out to the street to see the latest clothes and jewelry..."
"What's more, I was wearing a veil. Who would have thought that those women would suddenly rush over to me... I was almost scared to death."
"Mom, what should I do now?"
Lin gritted her teeth. She was also trying to find a solution. Things happened so suddenly. Next month would be the day for selecting a concubine.
Originally, my daughter's marriage to the Fourth Prince was stable, but now there is a scandal. How will the royal family view Qingyi?
"Don't worry, I'll go discuss this with your father."
Lin found Shen Jing, and she was slapped by Shen Jing before she could even open her mouth.
"Is this how you manage your household?" Shen Jing felt nauseous when he saw the hideous whip mark across her face.
Lin held her face in her hands with disbelief in her eyes, "General, now is not the time to blame me. Qingyi can't wait until next month for something like this to happen. I hope you can go to His Majesty and ask for permission to marry. Otherwise, how can Qingyi live with others pointing fingers at her?"
"You say it's easy to ask for an imperial decree to grant a marriage, but you don't know that everyone in the court is staring at me."
"You are a bad parent, so you should kneel in the ancestral hall. Don't bother me with these things." It's not like he only has one daughter. If Shen Qingyi is disabled, there is still Shuyi!
The most important thing right now is to bring that wild girl back to the general's mansion and not let her make trouble outside.
Shen Jing waved Lin away and asked someone to summon Shen Feng to the study to discuss matters.
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Shen Shuyi came to Prince Su's mansion as agreed, and the housekeeper of the mansion respectfully invited her into the inner hall.
"My daughter greets His Majesty." She looked at the handsome and elegant man.
Zhao Heng put down the book in his hand and looked up, "No need to be polite, Miss Shen, come and sit down."
Today I saw her with her long, shiny black hair half tied up and pinned with exquisite pearls, looking gentle and lovely.
She was wearing a pink dress and a blue shawl on her arm, and she walked in a light and graceful manner.
Shen Shuyi didn't exchange pleasantries anymore, and took out the acupuncture kit from the medicine box neatly, "Your Highness, can you go to the inner room for acupuncture? This process requires you to take off a piece of your shirt."
"The acupuncture point is Dazhui, which is located at the lower end of your neck, in the depression below the spinous process of the seventh cervical vertebra."
"Yeah." When Zhao Heng was about to lead his men into the inner room, the captain of the guards He Ya was still a little worried. The prince had been assassinated many times, so it was better to be careful.
Only at Zhao Heng's signal did He Ya leave the inner room.
The inner room was well lit, Shen Shuyi placed the silver needles and said to Zhao Heng: “Your Highness, please sit up straight and lower your head, um... just loosen your shirt and pull it down a little.”
Zhao Heng's body stiffened slightly. Although he was prepared, he was not used to taking off his clothes in front of a woman.
Shen Shuyi looked at the man with his back to her, then he untied his brocade robe, revealing a strong and fair back, instantly breaking Prince Su's usual strictness and gentleness, adding a bit of laziness.
Her eyes fell on the lower part of Zhao Heng's neck. The protruding bone was not very obvious. She pressed his neck lightly with her fingers, "Your Highness, please move your neck a little."
Zhao Heng was originally sitting upright, but when her fingers fell and touched the back of his neck, he changed slightly.
The originally smooth back muscles seemed to be touched by her fingers and moved slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"Yeah." He did as he was told.
Shen Shuyi picked up the silver needle. The unmoving joint was the first thoracic cone, almost level with the shoulder. She aimed and inserted the needle.
The silver needles as thin as cow hair pierced his body, but he did not feel any pain. Instead, a strange, intense itching sensation rose up from his spine and flowed through his heart.
At the same time, the depression that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time slowly began to dissipate. An expression of disbelief flashed in his eyes. It worked too quickly.
While inserting the needles, Shen Shuyi said slowly: "Qi and blood substances are solid and full of yang energy. If it is cold, use acupuncture to replenish it. If it is hot, use the needle to drain the qi, and transmit it to the head and neck along the Governor Vessel, which can replenish qi and strengthen yang."
Seeing that she was so young but had such proficient acupuncture skills, Zhao Heng couldn't help but admire her, thinking that she was a very talented and hardworking girl.
After removing the needles, she glanced at the man who was closing his clothes and said, "Your Highness, it is best to apply a hot compress to the back of your neck before going to bed every day. I will come and give you acupuncture every three days."
"Until you recover."
Zhao Heng paused, "Miss Shen, thank you for your help."
Shen Shuyi didn't find it troublesome. Prince Su's Mansion and Tingyu Villa were quite close to each other. Moreover, her purpose of coming here was not simple, so how could she find it troublesome?
Before leaving, she took out a moon-white sachet and handed it over: "Your Highness, this sachet contains some fragrant herbs that can calm your mind and spirit. Whenever you feel stuffy in your chest and have difficulty breathing on rainy days, you can put it to your nose and smell it, it will relieve the discomfort."
"Thank you." Zhao Heng reached out to take the sachet and inadvertently touched the little girl's fingers, which were white and delicate, like mutton-fat jade.
Shen Shuyi's eyes fell on his hand, his five fingers were slender and extremely warm, and she quickly withdrew her hand.
When Zhao Heng raised his eyes, he happened to see her flushed face. She was wearing a pink long dress today, which made her rosy and petite face look even more pretty.
He retracted his gaze and stood up, "It's noon now, Miss Shen, why don't you stay and have dinner with us? There happens to be a chef from Jiangnan in the palace."
Shen Shuyi nodded and agreed, out of courtesy that he dared not refuse the prince's invitation, "Sorry for bothering you so much."
The kitchen servants filed in and placed a table full of dishes on the yellow pear flower dining table.
Zhao Heng asked the servants to leave. Ever since he moved out of the East Palace, he no longer had the habit of having palace servants serve the dishes for him when he ate, and he liked quietness more and more.
He raised his eyes and looked at Shen Shuyi, "Do you need a maid to serve you?"
"No, I can just pick up whatever I like to eat." Shen Shuyi also didn't like a bunch of people staring at her while she was eating. She didn't like the servants to put the dish in front of her immediately after she took a look at it, which made her feel pressured to eat.
Zhao Heng smiled faintly, "Don't be restrained, let's eat."
Chen Shuyi has a good appetite and picked up the squirrel mandarin fish several times. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, orange in color, sweet and sour, and very authentic.
I just don't know how Zhao Heng's palace happened to have a chef from Jiangnan...
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