National color medical concubine

Chapter 229 Master Uncle, I respect you very much.

Meng Zhimiao dressed up to attend the palace banquet.

After seeing the queen, she went to see the emperor.

In front of Qiankun Hall, Meng Zhimiao paused slightly, and looked at the figure not far away, dressed in white clothes better than snow.Standing beside him was a woman in red, with a face as bright as the morning sun.

The smile on his face was a little more real than usual.Regardless of the defense between men and women, he took off the jasper hairpin from the woman's hair and fastened it for her again.

She withdrew her gaze and stepped into the Qiankun Hall without looking sideways.

Yu Qinglan seemed to notice something, looked sideways, and saw Meng Zhimiao's slender back.

"Brother, have you combed your hair again? If you don't know how to do it, then call the maid who knows how to do it for me." Lan Yang touched his sore scalp, and the neatly combed hair was loosened by the branches up. "We can't lose our manners at the palace banquet."

Yu Qinglan put the jade hairpin in place, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "You should think about it, how will you explain to Ziqing that you sneaked to Daqing later."

"That's why I asked you to pick me up." Lan Yang smiled brightly, holding Yu Qinglan's arm, "Brother, I will tell him later that I am here to see you. We haven't seen each other for several years, he is embarrassed Get angry with me?"

Yu Qinglan pulled her hand away, just in time to see Meng Zhimiao coming out of the hall, Lan Yang followed his line of sight, winking at Yu Qinglan, "Is she the girl who greets you, serves tea and soup, and is courteous? "

Yu Qinglan had a headache, and she didn't need to think about it to know that Chang Le had told her about it.

A cunning flashed across Lan Yang's eyes, he walked up to Meng Zhimiao with his shawl in his arm, and smiled, "Girl, thank you for saving Qinglan." She turned to look at Yu Qinglan, "I only found out last night, if If I had known about this earlier, I would not have asked him to pick me up and let him escort you back to Beijing."

Meng Zhimiao's cold and jade-like voice sounded faintly, "It's just a little effort, don't worry about it."

This time, he didn't even look at Yu Qinglan anymore, nodded to Lan Yang, and walked away.

Lan Yang looked at the direction Meng Zhimiao left, and Lan Yang's fingertips brushed his chin thoughtfully.

"She's my uncle, don't mess around." How could Yu Qinglan not know what they were thinking?
It's just that he is about to be thirty, eight years older than Meng Zhimiao, so it's not suitable.

Apart from the age difference, they both graduated from the same school, and Meng Zhimiao was one generation higher than him.

"Brother, I look at your uncle, it seems that he is not so indifferent to you." Lan Yang was about to persuade again, but Yu Qinglan's face turned cold, she pursed her lips, and heard him say in a deep voice: " The palace banquet is about to start, you go in with Liu Ziqing."

……

Lan Yang did not come to the banquet with Liu Ziqing.

As soon as she came in, she saw a woman in white clothes not far away, with long black hair like a waterfall, two shiny oriental pearls dotted in the crow's hair, eyes as cold as a cold pool and deep spring, holding a A dagger inlaid with rubies and carved with exquisite patterns.

Lan Yang stared at her for a long time, then walked towards her, "Master, hello."

Meng Zhimiao glanced at her, nodded, his eyelashes drooped slightly, his eyes showed no emotion.

"Uncle Shi, my brother has a mild temper and doesn't know how to get along with girls, so don't worry too much about him." Lan Yang looked at her ice-like face without any expression, thinking that his elder brother wanted to marry this teacher. Uncle got in the door, and it took a little more trouble. "You can call me Lan Yang."

When Meng Zhimiao heard this name, he couldn't help but look up at her twice more.She had heard this title from Bai Zhen. This woman is the former fiancée of the Great Zhou Emperor?

"Meng Zhimiao."

Meng Zhimiao handed the dagger to Qing Dai beside her, "The banquet is about to begin, I..."

"I'll be with you." Lan Yang looked at Meng Zhimiao with a smile.

Meng Zhimiao frowned, but didn't say anything, turned around and entered the hall.

……

Sitting in her seat, she saw Lan Yang coming over with a small cup in her hands and placed it in front of her.

"My brother said that you should avoid most of the things at the palace banquet, so I ordered Zi Yipinxiang to bring you a bowl of soup." Lan Yang lifted the lid and scooped a bowl for her himself.

Meng Zhimiao frowned, looked at Yu Qinglan opposite, refused in his heart, and couldn't bear to embarrass him in front of his relatives, so he had to drink it.

Lan Yang gave Yu Qinglan a wink.

Under the watchful eyes of their siblings, Meng Zhimiao suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Touching her cheek with the back of her hand, she felt slightly hot. She stared at the soup cup on the table, raised her eyes to Yu Qinglan, and unexpectedly collided with his gaze.Dazed for a moment, Meng Zhimiao curled the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile.

There was surprise in Yu Qinglan's eyes, she didn't seem to expect her attitude to change, but she also showed a gentle smile.

Lan Yang looked at Yu Qinglan's polite smile, hating that iron cannot be made into steel.

"My brother grew up in the valley when he was a child. Except for Qiaoqiao, he never saw other girls. Qiaoqiao was brought up by him. Except for Qiaoqiao, I have never seen him treat other girls well." Lan Yang He was promoting Yu Qinglan, an older unmarried man, to Meng Zhimiao, "You are the most special woman I have ever seen him treat besides Qiaoqiao." Then, a little sad, "I, as a younger sister, have never enjoyed it." His meticulous care."

Meng Zhimiao took a sip of tea, "I'm his uncle, it's only natural that he respects me."

Lan Yang: ...

……

After the banquet.

Lan Yang took Yu Qinglan's carriage and left first.

He stood in front of the palace gate, quite helpless.

Glancing at the night sky, he stepped on the moonlight and left.

A carriage drove up behind him, Qing Dai lifted the curtain, looked at the figure in front of him who was breezy and bright, and gasped, "Young Master Yu?"

Meng Zhimiao's brows twitched, and he glanced lightly. He walked slowly, and the shadow on the ground stretched very long, revealing a touch of loneliness.

"Master, is Young Master Yu going back? There is a distance from his residence." Because of his careful care of Meng Zhimiao, Qingdai's attitude towards Yu Qinglan has changed a lot these days.

Besides, I specially prepared a bowl of soup for Meng Zhimiao tonight.

Meng Zhimiao didn't even touch anything at the palace banquet, the last time he was forced to drink a glass of wine and something happened.

Meng Zhimiao didn't reply.

Qingdai smiled, she did not refuse, but agreed.

The carriage stopped beside Yu Qinglan, Qingdai opened the curtain, "Master Yu, we will give you a ride. Thank you for the soup tonight."

Yu Qinglan looked at Meng Zhimiao in the car through the faint moonlight, and frowned when he heard what Qing Dai said, the soup was prepared by Lan Yang.

Meng Zhimiao smiled at him, "Thank you."

"The soup was prepared by Liu Ziqing for Lan Yang." Yu Qinglan told the truth.

The expression on Meng Zhimiao's face stiffened for a moment, he pursed his lips tightly, and ignored him.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

It was not Qing Dai who invited him up, nor was it not.

Yu Qinglan pondered for a moment, then sat on the shaft of the chariot.

Meng Zhimiao's cold voice came from the car, "Will I eat you? Are you avoiding me?"

"Men and women have different seats at the age of seven, so you should avoid suspicion." Yu Qinglan said warmly: "You are my uncle, and I respect you."

Meng Zhimiao sneered, she didn't hear the slightest bit of respect from his words!

"Princess Xiejun, your junior sister was brought up by you, why don't you avoid suspicion?"

Yu Qinglan sighed softly, "I am her senior brother, the elder brother is like a father."

After a long time, there was no sound from inside the carriage, Yu Qinglan chuckled and sent Meng Zhimiao to the Holy Maiden's Mansion.

Meng Zhimiao got off the carriage and stood beside Yu Qinglan, "I won't go back to the valley for nearly half a year, so you send Chang Le to my house." The corner of her mouth twitched, "I'm hungry, and I want to eat a delicious drunken shrimp Nephew, will you bring it to me in half an hour?"

Yu Qinglan was startled.

The smile on Meng Zhimiao's face deepened, "I know you have always respected me."

Seeing her bringing people into the mansion, Yu Qinglan rubbed her brows, helplessly untied the carriage, and led a horse to Yipinxiang.

After the Drunken Shrimp dish was ready, two quarters of an hour had passed.

When we returned to the Holy Maiden's Mansion, there was already a quarter of an hour left, but there was a formation at the door.

Yu Qinglan knew that what she said tonight had offended Meng Zhimiao.

Holding the food box in his hand, he waited and watched the formation, and broke the formation before taking a step forward.

'boom--'

The gate of the Holy Maiden's Mansion collapsed.

Before Yu Qinglan came back to her senses, the servants in the left and right mansions poked their heads out and saw Yu Qinglan standing in front of the Saintess Mansion.

Yu Qinglan's eyebrows twitched, servants from the Holy Maiden's Mansion had already come out, and they were stunned to see this scene.

"Young Master Yu, the Holy Maiden kindly took you back to the mansion, and you can't avenge your kindness by destroying the gate of the Holy Maiden's Mansion!" As soon as the servant opened his mouth, he convicted Yu Qinglan.

Before Yu Qinglan could speak, the city guards who were patrolling nearby heard the movement and rushed over. Seeing this scene, they invited Yu Qinglan into the palace.

The saint's status in Daqing is supernatural, the saint's mansion was destroyed, and when the birthday of the emperor of Daqing approached, it was handed over to the emperor to decide.

……

The emperor asked Meng Zhimiao and the Da Zhou envoys to enter the palace together.

This matter can be big or small.

When Lan Yang heard the news, he pestered Liu Ziqing to follow him into the palace.

The atmosphere in the hall was dignified, Meng Zhimiao sat in her place dignifiedly, and Yu Qinglan stood in the center of the hall.

Waiting for everyone to come, Emperor Daqing said in a deep voice: "I don't know why Prince Rong is dissatisfied with the Saintess of Daqing, and wants to destroy her mansion?"

Lan Yang didn't wait for Yu Qinglan to speak, and quickly said: "Your Majesty, my brother is not dissatisfied with the saint, and he is very satisfied! He has always admired the saint, and he heard that the saint did not eat much at the palace banquet. Shrimp, he went to buy it himself." The word 'specially in person' has a strong accent. "I'm afraid there is a misunderstanding in this."

(End of this chapter)