The next day, Jiang Shuyue's eyes lit up when she saw Aunt Meng again.

Today, there is no longer just a peach wood hairpin on her temples, but a golden magpie waving.

Yesterday she was wearing Tsing Yi, but today she is wearing a lake-colored long skirt with wide sleeves and a red moire-patterned jacket.

Her skin was already very white, and against the backdrop of the light red dress, her overall appearance became even better.

When Cui Yudie went to greet her early in the morning, she saw Jiang Shuyue and Qiu Ju were also there. After saying hello, she discovered that her aunt's dress had changed today.

Cui Yudie couldn't help but praise: "My aunt looks so good today. It seems that the medicine prescribed by Sister Jiang has cured her illness."

Aunt Meng and Jiang Shuyue looked at each other and nodded slightly, "It is said that medicine and medicine are destined to meet people, and Miss Jiang is the one in my destiny."

She paused and then said: "Your mother worked hard to get those precious medicinal materials, but the more I took them, the worse it became. It seems that my destiny is in conflict with your mother. Die'er returns to Beijing and brings a message to your mother for me. Please Please don’t come to the nunnery to see me in the future.”

"Aunt! You...how can you say such heartless words? Mother and grandmother will be so sad when they find out."

Cui Yudie's expression changed drastically. She had just gotten engaged. If her husband's family knew that her aunt and mother were not at odds, outsiders would make random guesses about the reason.

She has always attached great importance to her reputation. If she leaves her relatives in the nunnery, she will break away from her family. Anyone who hears this will tell her something wrong.

A trace of sarcasm appeared on Aunt Meng's lips, "Die'er means that even if your mother kills me, I still have to endure it?"

"No, it's not like that. Auntie, you must have misunderstood something." Cui Yudie shook her head vigorously, her face turned pale.

Aunt Meng didn't want to hear her explanation, so she raised her hand to interrupt her.

"This is none of your business. You can just tell your mother what I said truthfully. She will naturally know what I said. She will continue to be her right minister's wife from now on. I will live my simple life and no one will compete with her."

Jiang Shuyue gave Aunt Meng a thumbs up in her heart.

This is how you should be as a human being, and you don’t need to tolerate relatives like this kind of snake and scorpion.

Seeing Cui Yudie covering her face and crying and leaving the room, Aunt Meng closed her eyes and took a breath.

After a moment, she slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Shuyue with a calm face, "She is a little girl after all. Am I going too far?"

"No, Aunt Meng said it very well. Miss Cui is not as innocent and fragile as you think."

Jiang Shuyue sat down opposite Aunt Meng and took Aunt Meng's pulse.

The pulse is stable and smooth, and has improved significantly.

"Auntie, don't always eat vegetarian food. Occasionally, you can eat some meat as a tonic. This will help your body restore its immunity."

"Okay, I will slowly nurse myself back to health. Thank you Yueniang. Can I call you that?"

Aunt Meng withdrew her hand, poured a cup of honey peach blossom tea from the kettle that had been prepared and handed it over.

"Have a try. There are some bees in the nunnery. The honey collected at this season is enough for the sisters to eat for a year."

Jiang Shuyue took it with both hands, "Auntie, just call me Yueniang. The elders around me all call me that."

Aunt Meng smiled and said: "Yue Niang, try it quickly. Peach blossoms and honey taste very good together, and it should be beneficial."

Aunt Meng looked at Qiu Ju and said, "Pour me a cup and try it. There are no outsiders here, so don't be cautious."

Jiang Shuyue had lived in the village, so she naturally knew how to use local materials.

While drinking honey peach blossom tea, I chatted with Aunt Meng about some dietary supplements.

At this time, in a small town on the border, in an inconspicuous inn.

Nangong Zeyue sat sideways in an armchair, holding a book in her hand and reading seriously.

It is inconvenient to read while sitting in a carriage every day. Traveling requires speed, and the carriage is inevitably bumpy. Yueniang said that is not good for the eyes, so he chooses to read before going to bed every day.

Nangong Jun arranged for his junior brothers to take turns to stay on duty at night and pushed the door open and walked in.

"Your Highness, it's been a tiring day. Please settle in early."

Nangong Zeyue really couldn't do anything to his senior brothers. Before he entered the Liang Kingdom Palace, everyone stopped calling him junior brother.

He has corrected everyone several times, but everyone still insists that he will step into the territory of Liang Kingdom tomorrow morning. He simply no longer cares about the title. Anyway, he still calls him senior brother as always.

Seeing Nangong Jun holding the quilt and going to make the floor, Nangong Zeyue jumped up and stretched out her hand to stop him, "Elder brother will sleep on the bed. This bed is big enough for the two of us."

Nangong Jun patted Nangong Zeyue on the shoulder, "Your Highness, don't make trouble, master said, from now on you are the master and we are servants, don't mess with the rules."

Nangong Zeyue took Nangong Jun's hand and pushed him to the bed, "Don't listen to master, we will always be brothers. Those rules are just fooling people. If I can successfully regain my own position when I return to Liang Kingdom, my senior brothers will be the heroes." , how can you be a servant?"

Nangong Jun had no choice but to retreat to the bed and put down the quilt.

He said earnestly and sincerely: "We are not masters and servants, but also kings and ministers. We cannot mess up the rules and let the soldiers of the Liang Kingdom see it. They will not take His Highness seriously."

Nangong Zeyue was speechless and had to admit that the senior brother was right.

Yueniang also once talked to him that when he returned, he had to establish an image for everyone, an image that was not easy to mess with.

He thought for a moment and said, "I listen to senior brother, but it would be better for senior brother to sleep with me tonight. I have a hunch that tonight may not be peaceful."

Nangong Jun walked to the window and looked out. The bright moon hung in the sky, the night wind blew by, the shadows of the trees swayed, and there was an imperceptible murderous aura in the silence.

His eyesight was very good, and he could see where the junior brothers were hiding with just one glance.

"Your Highness, rest assured. This is still Wanling's territory. Even if Mo Ziyan is arrogant, he dare not send a large group of people to assassinate openly."

There have been several groups of assassins along the way, but none of them returned.

The envoys were scared, and at night, they dared not sleep soundly.

They couldn't sleep well in the carriage during the day, and everyone had dark circles under their eyes.

Fortunately, there were no people hiding Mo Ziyan in the envoy's team, so they finally had no danger on the way.

Nangong Jun planned to take a nap and stay up in the middle of the night, so he took off his shoes and socks and slept in his clothes.

Nangong Zeyue sat back in the armchair and picked up the book, but he couldn't read it.

The envoy said that it would take at most three days to reach the capital of Liang after crossing the border.

It is said that people are afraid of home when they are close to home, but he didn't have that feeling. His heart was full of deductions of possible scenarios, just like he deduced the sand table, thousands of troops were galloping in his mind.

Another room in the inn.

This is a room with a large bunk bed. It's not that Gongxi Shuo was reluctant to pay for the inn, but after several assassinations, no one was willing to live in a room.

The envoys were like frightened birds. Even if there was a bird passing by the window, everyone had to open their eyes to take a look.

"We will cross the border tomorrow. What do you think?" Gongxi Shuo slept in the position closest to the door.

It's not that he is brave, but he drank two more bowls of soup at dinner, and when he went to the toilet and came back, this "important" position was the only one left.

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