Chapter 111 All things are born from nature, and they complement and restrain each other
She was not familiar with the palace. The scenery around her was similar everywhere, yet seemed a little different. She walked around and actually got lost.
"Where are we going..."
Getting lost in the palace is not a good thing.
She was like a headless fly, confused and disoriented by the palace. The further she walked, the more secluded the place became, and she couldn't help but feel scared.
At this moment, a voice came from behind.
"What are you looking for?"
Song Ci turned around hurriedly and met Pei Ji's gentle eyes. Her nose felt sore and she said with a bit of blame, "You, how come you disappeared so suddenly?"
Pei Ji was slightly stunned, and A Lin was even more surprised for a moment, and took a few steps back.
"I, I mean, you're walking too fast. This palace is huge, I'm afraid I'll get lost..."
"I understand." Pei Ji nodded in understanding.
Then he held out a handkerchief.
Song Ci looked down at the handkerchief and suddenly burst into laughter. "It just so happens that I have the handkerchief you borrowed from me before. I wanted to find a chance to return it to you."
She took the handkerchief and handed over the previous one.
Pei Ji looked at the handkerchief and stroked the rusted bamboo on it. The silk thread had faded a little, but his actions showed great care.
"You caught up with me, is there something wrong?" He paused, "The palace is different from the outside world, you should be careful. Prince Yu... is not as simple as you think."
The other party's reminder was clearly well-intentioned, but Song Ci always felt that there was something inexplicably strange about it.
Finally, I just replied: "Okay."
Pei Ji: "I know the way. I'll take you back."
Song Ci followed him two steps behind, neither far nor close. The faint smell of cedar coming from the front made her feel inexplicably at ease in this unfamiliar place.
"I'm here to treat the Imperial Concubine."
"Yeah, I understand."
After saying this, Song Ci wanted to slap herself in the face. What was she doing here? What was she about to do? What was she telling Pei Ji to do? Was she really curious? Did she care?
She was so upset that she didn't look at the road and didn't even notice that the other person had stopped, and bumped into him headfirst.
"careful."
The cobblestone road was slippery in winter, so it was no wonder that he fell down while walking normally. After this collision, Pei Ji subconsciously stopped Song Ci.
After hugging her, I had a new understanding of her slenderness and thinness. She was too thin.
Song Ci's nose turned red from the collision. After standing up straight, he rubbed it carefully.
When she looked up and met Pei Ji's eyes, she felt panicked and suddenly looked a little helpless, which was rare, and she quickly stepped back.
Her hand was held by someone and she couldn't move. She wanted to break free, but the other person held it tightly.
The warmth from her palm made her heart beat fast.
Is she sick?
"I, I'm fine." She struggled hard, but the other party still didn't let go. There was some doubt in her eyes.
"Behind you."
After being reminded, she looked back and saw that there was a staircase behind her. If she took another step back, she would definitely fall down.
"We're here, go ahead." Pei Ji reminded calmly.
Song Ci: "Well, I'm leaving then."
Ah Lin looked at Song Ci's hurriedly walking away and touched his nose. Oh, sir, is this happening? Is the iron tree blooming?
Pei Ji ignored his intriguing expression and glanced at him coldly, "Let's go."
The gossipy feeling that had just ignited in A-Lin's heart was immediately extinguished. How could he forget that his son was a "flower of the high mountain"? Such a cold and icy man, what girl would be so desperate to bump into him?
Inside the hall, a beautiful woman was holding a teacup and coughing from time to time. Her pretty and bright face was pale, almost transparent, and she looked very haggard, but that face still made people unable to look away.
None of the jewelry on her head was ordinary, but it still couldn't overshadow her beautiful face.
"Greetings, Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine."
Song Ci bowed obediently.
The Imperial Noble Consort glanced at her indifferently, with a hint of smile in her eyes, and it was obvious that she had a good impression of her.
"Get up."
"Song Ci!" Le Yi waved hurriedly. Only then did she realize that Princess Le Yi was there too.
"Stop yelling and making such a fuss. Do you still look like a princess?"
Le Yi was dissatisfied with Prince Yu's reprimand and retorted, "You yell at your own sister, don't you still have the bearing of a brother?"
"You! You're being unreasonable!"
"You are the one making up stories."
"I always convince people with reason."
"You have to fart three times before you even make any sense."
The brother and sister talked back and forth, and Noble Consort Zhi's face darkened.
"Can you two please be quiet for a day? If you keep making such noise, don't come to my palace. It will make me upset."
"Mother." Le Yi coquettishly climbed onto the Royal Concubine's arm, "It was my brother who provoked me first. You know I'm the best."
Prince Yu raised an eyebrow, "Good? You?"
"Shut up!" the Imperial Concubine scolded. "The guests are still here. You're making a fool of yourself!"
Song Dynasty Porcelain:
Just pretend she doesn't exist.
Both of them turned away angrily, ignoring each other, but Song Ci felt inexplicably envious. She missed her brother too. She wondered where he was now and whether he was okay.
"I heard that you are a good doctor." The imperial concubine said with a smile. She just sat there, and her every move carried the aura of a superior.
Song Ci didn't dare to be careless and responded carefully, "Your Highness, I only know a little bit. If I can't help you, please don't blame me."
The Imperial Concubine suddenly chuckled, "You are quite cunning. Don't worry, since you helped Le Yi, I will naturally not make things difficult for you."
Seeing Le Yi winking at him hurriedly to reassure him, Song Ci felt warm in his heart.
Next, it’s time to take the pulse.
After a while, Song Ci frowned slightly, and the imperial concubine's heart suddenly tightened. She secretly doubted herself, wondering if she had contracted a life-threatening disease?
Her face became increasingly ugly.
"Your Highness, this is caused by eating something that is incompatible with your health."
"Mutually incompatible?" The imperial concubine's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted.
"Yes, there are many foods that cannot be eaten together, such as pork and water chestnuts, beef and chestnuts, mutton and watermelon, etc."
"I haven't eaten anything special recently." She turned her head and called out, "Yuan'er, please help me recall what I have eaten recently."
Yuan'er, who was wearing a light blue palace dress, thought for a moment and said, "The Imperial Concubine only ate some cakes and some soup, nothing else."
"Yes, I have a poor appetite recently and can't eat anything." The imperial concubine also remembered after being reminded.
"Can you let me see what the Queen has been eating recently?"
Yuan'er looked at the Imperial Concubine and got a nod from her before turning around and walking outside. Soon, three or four palace maids came in together, each holding something in their hands.
Song Ci looked at each item carefully, and finally stopped at a dish of soup.
"Is there something wrong?" Prince Yu asked.
"Excuse me, Your Majesty, are there any plum blossoms in your palace?"
Yuan'er thought about it, and her expression changed drastically. "There are indeed plum blossoms. There aren't many fresh ones in the greenhouse in winter. The palace maid below picked some fresh plum blossoms. I thought it would be fine, so I asked her to leave them in the palace."
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