Chapter 709 Hailanzhu 8
The residence of Mrs. Zhezhe.
Zhezhe had just arrived at the grassland and rested for a while when a servant came to the door to report that Lady Boli had arrived.
Anaji bowed politely, stepped forward, and whispered, "Fujin, Fujin Boli is here with Princess Dayuer."
"Oh?" Zhezhe's eyes flashed with a dark color when she heard it. She picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said with an ambiguous meaning: "Sister-in-law only has this one daughter?"
Anaji nodded.
Zhezhe held down the teacup and remembered that just now in the crowd, when the leader of Khorchin came to greet the Khan, she paid special attention and found that there was indeed only one young girl following her sister-in-law.
What about the other two princesses? Why didn't they come out? Could it be... Mrs. Zhezhe pondered, could it be that her brother and sister-in-law had already chosen the candidate? Was it Dayuer?
For some reason, she felt embarrassed when she thought about how they didn't even tell her about it, and even though they did, they didn't tell her that it was settled. She had just arrived for a short while, and the seat under her wasn't even warm yet, but they came.
The more Zhezhe thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.
She couldn't help but frown, but still said: "Please let them in."
Mrs. Boli and Dayuer came in soon.
When they came in, Zhezhe had already calmed down, and her eyes flickered over Dayuer imperceptibly.
My niece, who grew up on the grassland, is worthy of her reputation. Although her skin is not white, she looks very heroic and not delicate. She is indeed a rare beauty.
She smiled and waved, "It's our Yu'er, you've grown so big. Come here and let your aunt have a look. Oh, you're really pretty, a great beauty."
"Here, this is the gift that your aunt prepared for you."
Dayuer felt embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but finally accepted it under the smile of her elder.
After accepting it, she bowed quickly: "Thank you, auntie."
"Why thank you? No need to thank me. We don't need to use those empty formalities between aunt and nephew." Zhezhe shook his head and said a few more words before looking at Mrs. Boli: "Sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still as charming as ever."
Mrs. Boli smiled and praised each other: "Our Zhezhe is the same, and he looks even more noble."
The two sisters-in-law exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Zhezhe lifted the lid of the tea and said casually, "By the way, sister-in-law, why aren't Hailanzhu and Qiqige here?"
When Lady Boli heard this, her expression paused slightly, as if she was a little embarrassed.
Zhezhe saw it, and after sending away all the servants except Anari, he hurriedly asked: "Sister-in-law, if you have any problems, just tell me. Don't worry, Anari is one of us."
Mrs. Boli was obviously relieved, and finally spoke, with a bad look on her face:
"Zhezhe, to be honest with you, Qiqige was bitten on the face by a poisonous insect a few days ago, and now there are red bumps on her face that are not getting better at all."
"The Mongolian doctor couldn't cure her either. I was really worried. I'm thankful that you're here."
As she spoke, she grabbed Zhezhe's hand and said, "I came here this time to ask you to find a doctor. Qiqige is shy and doesn't want people to know that she is injured."
Hearing this, Zhezhe patted Lady Boli's hand in a soothing manner and said, "Sister-in-law, why are you being so polite to me? Qiqige is my niece. It's just about finding an imperial physician. I will take care of it."
"By the way, Hailanzhu isn't here either. What's going on with her..." Zhezhe looked worried: "Is she sick too? Why don't I find a doctor to take a look at her?"
Mrs. Boli shook her head repeatedly: "Hai Lanzhu's illness is just a minor one, an old problem. The Mongolian doctor has prescribed medicine for her. She needs to rest, it's nothing serious."
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As for what's going on with Qiqige, let's not talk about it for now.
The sun gradually sets and the sky gets darker. Only a large patch of fiery clouds remains in the sky, brilliant red.
On the grassland, the servants arranged the scene in an orderly manner.
Sheep, cattle and other game were all ready. Wine and firewood were also ready.
When it was completely dark, the bonfire was instantly lit, and it was red as a beam up to the sky.
The distinguished guests are seated.
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On Sheng Huan's side, Toya also brought in dinner.
"Princess, it's time for dinner..."
Listening to the singing and dancing in front, Toya was worried that her master would feel uncomfortable.
After all, the desolation here formed a sharp contrast with that side. After all, her princess... was still ordered by Fu Jin and Beile not to go out.
"Leave it alone."
Sheng Huan sat at the table, his delicate features revealing no emotion.
After finishing her meal, she put down her chopsticks and said, "Toya, go to bed early tonight."
"You don't have to watch over me."
"Princess..." Toya paused while packing her things, feeling worried, and hesitated to speak.
Sheng Huan shook his head, got up and went to bed: "I'm fine. I'm very tired today. Now that I've had dinner, I want to go to bed early."
Toya remained silent.
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The lights in the yurt were turned off. After an unknown amount of time had passed, Sheng Huan quietly got up. Afterwards, she went to look at Tuoya, saw the dark circles under her eyes, and pressed her acupuncture points.
"Have a good rest..."
In the darkness of the night, the woman's voice was very low.
Sheng Huan walked out of the yurt, and the person sent by Lady Boli to monitor her was perhaps too arrogant and did not take her seriously, and now he disappeared.
The woman strolled leisurely along the way, stepping on the starlight, and finally, she stopped on a hillside.
This place is not too high, nor too far away, and in the silence, there is only the sound of the wind. But fortunately, it is hidden enough, and you can also see the scenery of the campfire below.
"Go ahead..."
Sheng Huan looked at the flames, tapped his fingers, and a wisp of water vapor floated away with the white flying catkins...
She looked at the water vapor with calm eyes.
Everything is ready, just waiting for... the east wind.
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at that time.
Nurhaci raised his glass and said happily:
"Dry!"
Everyone raised their glasses as well.
"Khan, fuck!"
The men of the grassland are particularly generous.
Huang Taiji was sitting below Nurhaci at this time. He was also very straightforward. He picked up the big bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
No one noticed, a wisp of flying catkins with water vapor dancing in the air. Finally, the person the owner mentioned was found.
The water vapor jumped and fell directly on the man.
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In Qiqige's yurt.
Listening to the noise outside, Qiqige covered her ears and couldn't fall asleep.
"Why is it so noisy?!"
“Ahhhh! This is so annoying!”
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. This was the first time her couple met, and bad enough she couldn't go out because of her facial injury, but now she had to suffer by listening to the singing outside.
Moreover, she didn't know how far Huang Taiji and Dayu'er had developed. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she became. She had clearly traveled through time, but how could she not even get the first-hand sugar! Moreover, she had to work hard to be a tool person. She believed that with her, Huang Taiji and Dayu'er would definitely love each other sooner, but the reality was that she couldn't attend the banquet!
"It's all Hai Lanzhu's fault. If it weren't for her, I would have to stay here and suffer!"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became: "Disaster star, jinx star! Bitch!"
"Princess!" At this moment, Naren ran in from outside, panting.
Qiqige immediately turned over excitedly: "Is there something going on between Dayuer and Huang Taiji?!"
Naren paused and shook her head.
"Princess, no. I did see Princess Dayuer toasting with the Fourteenth and Fifteenth Beile."
"The Fourteenth Prince?! Dorgon!"
Qiqige screamed, and all her attention was on the Fourteenth Beile Dorgon. As for the Fifteenth Beile? What Fifteenth Beile? She didn't know him.
"How could I forget about Dorgon? No!"
Qiqige shook her head desperately. Dayuer must not fall in love with Dorgon. No matter how good Dorgon was, he could not like Dayuer.
Her eyes moved as she thought of an idea.
"Naren, go get me some powder, I need to put on makeup!"
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on the hill.
Sheng Huan was sitting on the grass, holding a bunch of flowers in her hand and chatting with 458.
[Host, you want to wear a veil? Why?] 458 was puzzled.
[Of course…]
Sheng Huan was about to speak when at this moment, news of Qiqige came on the wind.
458 frowned: [This Su Qiqi is so weird. The doctor who examined her pulse today said that her face must be kept clean. She is putting on makeup now, ah this...]
458 scratched his head: [Host, I don't quite understand whether she is afraid of disfigurement or not.]
Although her face was already beyond repair, wouldn't it get worse if she continued like this?
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