Chapter 1667 Hypocritical scholar, please go away 17

   Seeing that the Queen Mother’s complexion instantly eased, Mo Yuanming immediately hugged the Queen Mother’s arm and smiled and said, “How good is Grandma Emperor?”

   Seeing Mo Yuanming's face with a smile, the queen mother knew that he knew the peculiar effect of this sachet.

  The queen mother gave a chuckle, raised her hand to pinch Mo Yuanming’s cheek, and smiled: "Pi Monkey, what else do you want from me?"

  Mo Yuanming held the Queen Mother’s arm and smiled and said, “How can Grandma Huang look at her grandson like this, is she like that?”

   "Why aren't you?" The queen mother chuckled lightly, raised her hand to touch the tip of Mo Yuanming's nose, and said with a smile: "Isn't my emerald bracelet so you gave it away?"

   "It's not because of Grandma Huang, your eyes are good? The jade bracelet is so good-looking, the grandson was fascinated for a while."

   Hearing Mo Yuanming’s answer, the queen mother burst out laughing instantly, pointing her finger at Mo Yuanming, she didn’t know what to say.

  You said he took his own things, but he just praised you smoothly. It's really beating, not cursing, or not.

  In the end, he could only smile and poked Mo Yuanming’s forehead and let it go.

  Mo Yuanming saw the empress dowager look very good, and quickly pointed to Jiujiu and said, "Grandma Huang, Jiuniang is quite well-versed in the art of orpiment. Would you like to let Jiuniang show you?"

   Hearing Mo Yuanming said that Jiujiu is proficient in orpiment, the queen mother looked down at the sachet in her hand, and was surprised: "Did you prepare the medicinal materials for this sachet?"

   Jiujiu nodded.

  I would not believe it if I did not get the benefits, but now only Jiujiu has a sachet and benefited a lot, the queen mother immediately stretched out her wrist and let Jiujiu take her pulse for herself.

  The empress dowager is nearly seventy years old, but she is very well maintained. Even if there are light wrinkles on her face, she does not make people feel old at all, but gives people the illusion that this is the gift of time.

  Jiu Jiu asked the Queen Mother to change her hand, carefully feel the pulse of the Queen Mother, and said after a moment: "Does the Queen Mother believe me?"

  Behind the lady was stagnant, looked up at Jiujiu and said, "What do you mean by this?"

   Jiujiu knelt directly on the ground and said: "The reason why the empress dowager is dizzy every day is not due to the hard work in your youth, but because you are poisoned by the queen mother."

  Mao was shocked: "Is this true?"

   Jiujiu nodded: "This is serious."

  When Jiujiu took out the sachet just now, the queen mother knew that Jiujiu had real material. At this moment, Jiujiu said that she was poisoned. The queen mother frowned and said: "Can you detoxify?"

   Jiujiu nodded: "Yes."

   "Prescribe medicine."

   did not ask what kind of poison was or how it was poisoned, as long as Jiujiu prescribes the medicine, it shows how courageous the queen mother was when she was young.

  Jiu Jiu walked quickly to the desk and started to prescribe the medicine, wrote the prescription, and told the mother how to decoct, before she stood aside.

  Looking at Jiujiu who was busy coming back, the queen mother raised her hand and rubbed her forehead, and whispered: "How long have I been poisoned?"

   "More than three years."

  It's not much difference from the time when the Queen Mother had a headache.

  The queen mother sighed and asked Mo Yuanming to call the grandma in, and the grandma to call the emperor.

  Anyone who can poison her in the palace can poison the emperor even if he knows how to do it. She must be guarded.

Fortunately, the emperor was not poisoned, but because of years of exhaustion, his body had some dark illnesses. The queen mother took Jiujiu and prescribed a few pills for the emperor to strengthen his body, and then left Jiujiu to finish eating. Leave.

Not long after    Jiujiu went back, the Queen Mother and the Emperor were sent over by Mo Yuanming last time.

  The queen mother gave all kinds of jewellery, while the emperor gave a brand, a brand that can achieve one wish.

  Waiting for Jiujiu and Mo Yuanming to leave, the queen mother couldn't help talking about Jiujiu to the emperor.

  The problem that had troubled me for three years was solved when Jiujiu came. The most important thing is that Jiujiu's medicine is really useful.

In the past three years, her head has been dizzy day by day, not much sober. Every time she worried that she would not be able to wait for the day when her grandson got married, but now, thinking of the changes brought about by Jiujiu, the queen mother couldn’t help but say something. : "Ming'er has a good vision, that Jiuniang is a good girl."

Hearing his mother's empress praise Jiujiu, the emperor couldn't help thinking of what Mo Yuanming had just told him, and thinking of the brand Mo Yuanming begged to give Jiujiu, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but he chuckled: "If the mother likes it. , Just make a decree to give a marriage."

The emperor thought that the queen mother would definitely make an order directly, but he didn't expect the queen mother to just shook her head and said slowly: "Ming'er is unstable. Mother’s reputation, let’s look at it for a while."

  This is the meaning of planning for Jiujiu.

  The emperor didn't expect Jiujiu to come for such a while, and the queen mother had already begun to help Jiujiu make plans. Although she was a little surprised, she nodded in agreement.

  The next day, Mo Yuanming took Jiujiu to the palace to see the queen mother, and the prince learned about it.

  The prince was instantly furious, and walked all the way from the study to the princess’s room and said sternly: "Do you know about Ming'er taking that woman into the palace to see her mother?"

  The princess who was dressing up suddenly heard such a sentence, her eyebrows paused, and she turned her head to look at the angry prince, and said slowly: "The prince will wait until I finish washing up if I have something to do."

"Oh~ Waiting for you to clean up, Ming'er has been married to that woman and stayed and doubled. How did I tell you that a woman of that kind, an expensive concubine is enough, now Ming'er takes him to the palace to see you How do you let me deal with myself after I am a mother."

  When I thought about looking for the Queen Mother some time ago and wanted the Queen Mother to give Mo Yuanming a marriage to Liu Qian, the prince’s cheeks burned terribly.

I heard the prince again say that Jiujiu is the daughter of such a family. After the princess's stroke stiffened, she chuckled softly: "What is the daughter of such a family? Don’t the prince forget that the side concubine’s identity can’t be compared. Girl Li, a woman from a brothel and Chu Hall can become your concubine. Girl Li is innocent, why not."

  For the matter of Mo Yuanming and Jiujiu, the princess's bottom line is the side concubine, but at the moment when the princess scolded her with such a tone, the princess instantly became rebellious and her tone became sharp.

  The prince did not expect that the princess would suddenly be in trouble, and his complexion instantly changed to look hard. He gave the princess a vicious look and said angrily: "You say it again."

"The prince will ask again even if it is the same." The princess turned around, revealing a face that didn't show up, and said slowly: "The humble identity of the side concubine can become the prince and your side concubine, why can't Miss Li become Ming My son’s wife, besides, Miss Li is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If you don’t tell me, I don’t tell you, who knows that she is the daughter of a merchant’s family."

  Jiujiu's temperament is very good, even the prince can't pick it out, but because of this, the prince's face is more and more ugly when the princess bluntly said it.

  The prince stared at the princess fiercely, and the princess glared back at the princess not to be outdone. The two of them refused to yield to each other like the tip of a needle to the wheat.

  (End of this chapter)