The Little Medical Concubine of the God of War

"You don't know if you haven't left the house. Red lanterns have been hung on both sides of the street these few days. I can't imagine what it will be like when you get married."

In the willow pavilion, Qin Xiang slumped on the soft couch without an image, sighing with envy.

Yun Ziyue and Fang Ran Mingxia sorted out the items they had just sent, but there was still a noise of people coming and going outside the door.

Smiles all over the face in the summer of tomorrow.

Fang Ran said while helping to organize, "We didn't come here to sigh, don't be paralyzed there, come and help, but... you are right."

While holding a pen to write and draw, Fang Ran asked, "Ms. Shen doesn't plan to help you take care of the marriage? If it is spread out, it will be of no benefit to her."

Yun Ziyue had no idea about this. After all, the Shen family had lost such a big person and owed her so much money, so there was no face to come to her, let alone help her with the marriage.

"She is not feeling well these past two days."

Qin Xiang curled his lips, "I'm afraid she is too busy to take care of herself now, don't you know, the backyard of Chengwang Mansion is very lively these days, Yun Qianxue is busy fighting the concubine room, this Shen family naturally wants to help."

The side concubine of the royal palace is not a good stubble, coupled with the power of the mother clan, otherwise, these years will not be favored by the ink. Yun Qianxue will only play as a weak little white lotus, and it is like a squad before the real white lotus. .

"But her identity is not enough to manage Yue'er's marriage, so when Yue'er gets married, who will preside over the marriage?" Qin Xiang got up and came to them, a little curious.

"It's probably the old lady who came out in person here. As for the Chen Palace... The princes do not have direct elders, most of them are peers or juniors. I heard the steward Feng said that she was inviting Princess Zhaoyang."

"Wow..." Qin Xiang couldn't help exclaiming.

Several people looked at her together,

Murong Ting said in surprise, "Are you not surprised? That's Princess Zhaoyang... I am the most powerful female general. Even today's saints have to be respectful to see her. I heard that Princess Zhaoyang will be here this year. It's seventy-seven. Most people can't ask for it."

Fang Ran nodded and said, "Yeah, the princess hasn't asked about the world for a long time, and I didn't expect that this time she would come to preside over the wedding herself."

After thinking about it and saying, "But it’s nothing unusual. I heard from my family that Prince Chen spent a period of time in the Grand Princess’s mansion when he was a child. It is thanks to the teachings of the Grand Princess that he can have today. Yue'er, it must be very good for you if the prince Chen can invite the eldest princess to officiate at the wedding."

Qin Xiang said with a smile, "So, Yue'er's wedding is probably the most grand wedding in the last ten years. I heard that neighboring countries will also send people to attend the wedding."

Yun Ziyue frowned, "Other countries?"

"Yes, Lord Chen is not only the regent of my dynasty, but also has full prestige in other countries."

Yun Ziyue was silent for a moment, "Are you saying that all the defeated men on the web will come? Don't they feel ashamed?" Or they said they had another plot...

Qin Xiang was also speechless for a moment, and she didn't know what these people were doing.

"Yue'er, you still have to be more careful in the future. Most of the reputation of the Lord Chen has been killed over the years, and I don't know how many enemies there are. They came...maybe to see what the royal concubine of Chen is like. The role, will it become the weakness of the prince?"

Yun Ziyue didn’t respond much to this, “It’s no big deal. What can they do to me in the imperial city of Heavenly Sage? Instead of worrying about my safety, you should help me put all these things together, I Seeing this is a headache."

Blame her for being so well-protected before, until now I don't know how torturous what my brothers did.

But now is not the time to think about it, so hurry up and do the things in front of you.

Several people looked at the pile of account books and gift books in front of them, and felt helpless for a while. I really don't know who invented so many things.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the room, like the sound of something falling to the ground.

"Yue'er, do you hear any noise?" Qin Xiang pricked his ears.

Yun Ziyue didn't lift her head, "There are always wild cats outside the window these few days. Maybe it's running around again."

Of course she knew what it was. In the past few days, Liu Pavilion always came to some uninvited guests, and they were thrown out by Xiaoyang.

"Really? Why don't I sound like..." Qin Xiang was still wondering.

At this time, the butler next to Prime Minister Yun came to report,

"Miss, the son of Nanling Zhaowu Wang Shizi sent someone to send a gift to congratulate you on your wedding with Chen Wang."

Yun Ziyue frowned, "Shouldn't the gift be sent to the Chen Palace?"

"Miss Hui, Prince Zhaowu said that you are the future princess of the Chen Palace, and must be a strange woman. This gift is specially prepared for you, and of course you must personally hand it over to you."

"Is my father there?"

"Yes, the master is with the son." The butler replied.

"Okay, you go back to your life, I'll be there later."

"The old slave retires."

When the housekeeper left, Qin Xiang looked at Yun Ziyue with some worry, "Yue'er, this king Zhaowu's family are all defeated by the prince, and now they say that they are giving you a gift, I am afraid that the person who came is not good."

Qin Xiang happened to have seen the war when she was thrown under Mo Jinyao's tent by her father. Mo Jinyao was only seventeen or eighteen years old. Of course, the enemy generals would not put him in their eyes, even before the battle. Mo Jinyao said nothing, sitting in a handsome tent and commanding calmly, he just beat the Nanling Army, who was known for being sturdy and sturdy, to cry his father and his mother. Their family was about to be beaten by Long Xiangjun and shut down. Now when nothing happened, I came to give a gift, which is really a little uneasy and kindly suspect.

Yun Ziyue sat in front of the mirror and simply dressed up.

Fang Ran was still a little worried.

"Yue'er, do you want to send someone to inform Prince Chen?"

"No, he should already know it, you don't have to worry about me, will he deliberately embarrass a boudoir girl in the imperial city of another country?"

That's shameless.

"Give your peace to my father." Walking into the hall, Yun Ziyue saluted with little heart.

"Yue'er is here, sit down quickly." Prime Minister Yun smiled.

How to make Yun Ziyue feel a little fake.

Yun Ziyue took her seat, and Prime Minister Yun began to speak again.

"This is the son of Prince Zhaowu."

She then turned her gaze to the man sitting aside.

Nanling borders Jiangnan, but the climate is hotter than Jiangnan, and the folk customs of the two countries are completely different. Nanling is also a relatively powerful country among many small countries. It has been around the border of the Tiansheng Dynasty, wanting to swallow the fat of Tiansheng and become the next great dynasty.

However, Jiangnan is Mo Jinyao's fief. If you want to invade the hinterland of Heavenly Sage, you must first occupy Jiangnan, but now it seems a little foolish.

The man in front of him is slender,