Qing Hui looked at the carriage.
At the same time, the carriage also opened a gap.
Qing Hui was stunned, and hurriedly ran over with the food box, climbed into the carriage, and looked at Lian Xueyin in surprise, "Your Majesty, why are you here?"
Lian Xueyin reached out and took the food box in her hand, opened the food box, took out the plate inside, and placed it on the small table: "I said I would accompany you for a free clinic, but I don't have much time, so I will come here to accompany you.
Let’s have breakfast.”
Qing Hui blinked, and Lian Xueyin had already handed her the chopsticks.
Qingshan was hungry for a long time, so he took the chopsticks and started eating.
It wasn't until she burped after eating that she remembered that she had something serious to say to Lian Xueyin.
"I asked Taoist Priest Yuan He, Master... Taoist Priest said that the blood lotus will not affect you, Your Majesty, is that true? What is the bloodlust?" Qing Hui had indeed heard of Lian Xueyin before.
There are many legends, but she was still young at that time.
She only has an idea of ​​His Majesty's bloodthirsty killings and has never seen them with her own eyes.
As for His Majesty, she had known him since Qiyue Mountain had picked him up, and she had never heard of his bloodlust after that.
So the feeling is not profound.
But whether it was what she heard or what the evil monk Changli tried to provoke with the blood lotus, she felt that it might not be that simple.
After Lian Xueyin heard what she said, he was stunned for a moment and remained silent for a long time before saying: "It will indeed have no impact."
Qing Hu breathed a sigh of relief: "Then what's going on with His Majesty's head problem?"
"In the past, I killed too many people, and the evil spirit was too strong. I dreamed about being on the battlefield day and night, and I would naturally have a headache. It was not a big problem. Speaking of it," Lian Xueyin held Qing Hui's hand and raised it, "I and your father
The king's deal, asking for your leaves, is for this purpose."
"Zhizhi, your leaves are very useful for my head ailments."
Qing Hua: "??"
Is this so?
It sounds like there's nothing wrong with it, but I always feel like something is weird.
But she was not a stingy person. Even though it was winter, every leaf of hers was extremely precious, but she still felt so painful that she picked up a piece for him and said, "Here, here it is for you."
Lian Xueyin held her hand and laughed softly.
"Silly girl."
But I still took the leaves from her.
It is confirmed that the blood lotus has no effect on Lian Xueyin, and the blood lotus has been given to Liu Shuangyue. With Liu Shuangyue's temperament, she wishes she could stay eight hundred feet away from His Majesty, so that it would be safe.
Qing Hua felt relieved.
Even Xueyin didn't stay too long before he left.
Qing Hu also continued to devote himself to today’s treatment.
They were busy until almost evening before the group headed back to the palace.
The next day, after Qing Hu had had enough sleep, he put on the carefully prepared Chinese clothes, took Song Tanxi and Jin Ling, who had accurately run back to join in the fun, and the group went to Heng Garden.
Heng Garden is a royal garden, and only powerful clan members can hold banquets here.
Today, the eldest princess of Xiangyang personally posted the message. When Qing Hui arrived, carriages from various prefectures were already parked outside Heng Garden.
As soon as Qing Hu entered the Heng Garden, an announcement sounded.
"The imperial concubine has arrived——"
People all over the garden hurriedly saluted.
Qing Hu walked through the crowd and walked to the high platform specially prepared for today.
Sitting on the main seat.
She glanced down and saw that Mrs. Zheng, Qi Mingyue, and the ladies and young ladies from other big families in Beijing were all here, and then she withdrew her gaze.
"Everyone, please get up. I invite you here today to raise funds for the disaster in Yujing a few days ago."
Chapter completed!