funbook-pk Chapter 563: Experts Clean Up
Chapter 563: Experts Clean Up
"You're able to discern these subtleties, and you've truly made progress. Life in the harem is a learning experience. Zhen is close to you, and you're also on good terms with her. You should learn more from her in the future."
Mrs. Shen advised earnestly.
"Mother doesn't ask you to hold a high position like Consort Shu, but only hopes that you won't be tricked by others."
"Mother, I..."
Shen Meizhuang's heart burned, and she almost told him everything she had suffered in the garden.
But when she thought about the joy at home when they heard that she was pregnant again, the words on her lips seemed to be strangled by an invisible force and she couldn't say them.
Mrs. Shen, who was unaware of the situation, saw her daughter was talking halfway and asked worriedly.
"Mei'er, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to ask the imperial physician to come and see you?"
Shen Meizhuang shook her head and pulled Mrs. Shen out.
"Mother, this is your first time in the palace. I will take you around Yonghe Palace."
"Okay. If you feel unwell, be sure to tell mother."
Mrs. Shen reminded again.
When she decided to enter the palace, her family sent someone to tell her, implicitly and implicitly, to put the family first, and even the master did the same.
But when she arrived in Beijing, she was scolded by her mother and finally came to her senses.
Mei'er was first her daughter, and then Shen's daughter.
Her daughter is a piece of flesh that fell from her body. If she herself doesn't feel any pain, who else can she expect to feel pain for her?
On the other side, as soon as Zhen Huan returned to Zhongcui Palace, she took off the emerald green jade bracelet in her hand and handed it to Cui Jinxi who was following behind her.
"Put this and the earthenware gift from Madam Shen in good order."
"Yes, master."
Cui Jinxi responded in a low voice.
He quietly left the room, leaving Zhen Huan some space.
The master's trip to Yonghe Palace had little effect. Mrs. Shen kept saying how much she loved her niece, but she never mentioned anything about helping.
Huipin, who used to love her master, was suppressed by Madam Shen and could hardly get a word in.
My master's plan to use the Shen family and Mrs. Shen's family to help the Zhen family turn things around is probably going to fail.
Cui Jinxi thought to herself that Prince Guo was being held back by Concubine Shu, so she might have to seek help from them.
Before the baby in Zhen Huan's belly is born, the injustice done to Zhen Yuandao must be cleared.
Bai Zhi noticed that the atmosphere in the main hall was not right, so she cleverly ran to the small kitchen to stew some tonic for her master.
Night falls, the stars change, and it is a new day.
An Lingrong was walking with her two children in the backyard, and Baoge was whispering reminders beside them.
"Master, Doctor Wei usually comes to take your pulse at this time. He's late today. Do you want me to go and see him?"
"Go ahead."
An Lingrong agreed gently.
Bao Ge hid from Wei Lin for a whole year when he first got married.
Now that he can take the initiative to ask to find someone, he must have let it go.
Love cannot withstand the erosion of time, but power can accompany you until old age.
An Lingrong smiled as she walked towards the children who were chasing and playing. "Mother heard that Anle has been practicing calligraphy every day. It's time for you to return to the East Side Hall."
Hongyao, who hadn't had enough fun yet, frowned and retorted.
"Mother, Mother Hua said that the ink that Anle painted on her sister is not as good as the one caught by the cat slave in the imperial garden."
Zhaohua hurriedly defended his sister.
"Myna, Anle is young and can't use his wrist strength."
Of course, she also knew that Anle was not good at practicing calligraphy on her own, so she supervised Hua E'niang to practice writing big characters every day.
Zhaohua glanced at his mother secretly, but he couldn't say this out loud.
Otherwise, the stupid mynah bird would take it seriously, and then Sixth Brother would not only scold him.
"Eighth brother, I heard that Sixth brother assigned you a homework of writing big characters. If you don't..."
Zhao Hua shook his head in a mature manner and took An Lingrong's hand obediently.
"Mother, Sixth Brother has also assigned Zhaohua homework. I will follow you to the front now."
When Hongyao thought of the ruler that the emperor had just given to his sixth brother, he was so scared that he immediately trotted after the two of them.
Recently, the Emperor has given Sixth Brother a lot of homework, and he is so...
How does that word go?
Hongyao scratched his head and couldn't remember it for a moment.
It’s not a good thing, so just forget it if you can’t remember it.
Anyway, he knew in his heart that Sixth Brother was not a human being.
Zhaohua was staring at Hongyao in the east side hall, so An Lingrong didn't stay there for long before returning to the main hall.
About a quarter of an hour later, Wei Lin hurried into the main hall with his head lowered.
"I am late, and I beg Your Majesty to forgive me."
"Get up now. If you're delayed by anything important later, just send someone to let me know and come back another day to check your pulse."
Wei Lin has been devoted to her and the children over the years, and An Lingrong is not such an unreasonable person.
Only after he was given a seat did An Lingrong notice the bruise at the corner of his mouth.
An Lingrong was immediately filled with anger. "Doctor Wei, what's wrong with your face?"
Wei Lin is her confidant, and daring to attack her people is undoubtedly a slap in her face.
Bao Ge, who was serving in the palace, couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Master, Doctor Wei's injury is more important."
"Let Doctor Wei report this to you. I will go and keep watch outside."
Hearing the long-lost clear laughter again, Wei Lin couldn't help but feel an inexplicable throbbing in his heart.
However, thinking of his wife who had given birth to his children and was now bedridden, he quickly suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind.
"Your Majesty, this is a long story. Please allow me to explain in detail."
"Yesterday, on my way home, I ran into my mentor whom I hadn't seen for many years. He was dissatisfied with my lack of skills..."
After listening to Wei Lin's detailed account, An Lingrong broke out in a cold sweat.
The medicine sprinkled on Concubine Shu's vegetable garden was done by Wei Lin. He thought that no one would notice it, but unexpectedly, it was discovered by Master Wei Lin who was strolling in the capital.
When his master found out the identity of the owner of the vegetable field, he realized that his disobedient apprentice was harming people.
The old man was afraid that his apprentice would ruin his reputation, so he stayed up all night to grind some medicine.
No one knew what method he used, but Concubine Shu, who was recuperating in Anqi Temple, actually suffered a stroke.
An Lingrong was extremely glad that she had chosen Wei Lin, because now she had an expert to help her clean up the mess.
"My Lady, my master patted his chest and said that if others couldn't find it, then Wen Shichu certainly wouldn't be able to find the abnormality."
Wei Lin's master was a man of temperament. In fact, he suspected that someone from Anqi Temple had offended him.
Otherwise, given the master's carefree nature, how could he possibly stay up late and do something cruel to someone?
Of course, he didn't dare say this out loud, for fear that his master would become wary of him.
"That's fine, but it will be hard for you."
An Lingrong took out a purse from a small drawer and handed it to Wei Lin.
"You have been working for me, and now you are seriously injured. Please ask for leave from the Imperial Hospital and recuperate for a few days."
Wei Lin shook his head, a rare act of composure. "Your Majesty, the Emperor has already dispatched several doctors from the Imperial Hospital to examine the pulses of the nobles in the capital. How can I ask for leave at this time?"
"I am in good health and can still take the pulses of the Empress, the prince, and the princess."
He knew very well that if he had not been on duty at the Imperial Hospital, the old man would never let him go so easily.
At this moment, Wei Lin was wondering whether he could be on duty at the Imperial Hospital tonight.
An Lingrong took in all his changes and said nothing more.
Once a teacher, always a father. A father beating his son is purely a family matter.
What's more, the old man indirectly helped her, so she couldn't interfere.