The wish of the Qing Dynasty is fulfilled

Wen Shichu had switched the topic from the jade pot to something else, but Zhen Huan was still a little stunned.

After all, she couldn't figure out what this person meant.

Originally, it was just a "childhood sweethearts" relationship that was half-involved in Zhen's father's favor to the Wen family, and Wen Shichu's feelings towards Zhen Huan were too straightforward, so it was all thanks to Zhen Huan pretending to be blind and not mentioning it.

Although the current emperor is a little older and does not meet her expectations, Zhen Huan still has a secret expectation in her heart and wants to explore unknown places.

But if she wants to enter the palace, having a loyal imperial physician is a crucial trump card. But I don’t know why Wen Shichu, who has always been a dull person, came here today to show off his jade pot for no apparent reason.

Zhen Huan raised her eyes and was stunned again.

This Wen Shichu...is he so handsome?

Because Wen Shichu was surrounded by a halo, Zhen Huan seemed to have always looked like this in her memory. But for some reason today, she only felt that the person in front of her had red lips, white teeth, and picturesque eyebrows and eyes. He was so... beautiful?

Wen Shichu was not a fool, and he could clearly feel Zhen Huan's gaze and brief surprise on his face.

Liuzhu and Huanbi, who were standing on either side of Zhen Huan, were both stunned.

He didn't want to continue standing here with the master and servant in broad daylight, in front of everyone, and he wouldn't be able to explain himself in the future.

"Sister Huan, it's getting late. You should return home as soon as possible. I'll go in and pray first."

Wen Shichu said goodbye politely and turned to walk towards the temple.

The three of them, Zhen Huan, the master and the servant, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Miss, why does Lord Wen look so unusual today..."

Liu Zhu was stuck and didn't say the word "handsome" in the end. After all, words like "handsome" should be used to describe a man.

Zhen Huan pursed her lips. The thought that flashed through her mind just now was, "If Brother Shichu were a woman, so many women would be eclipsed by him."

Wen Shichu, who didn't know that he almost changed from "Brother Shichu" to "Sister Shichu", decided to make this trip completely. After offering incense seriously, he began to make a pious wish, but he didn't say his wish out loud.

……

The beauties are making their final preparations one after another, each showing off their special abilities, all busy preparing for the upcoming selection.

In order to avoid hindering his mission goal too much and quickly jumping into the pit in a place he could not watch, Wen Shichu decided to make some preparations in advance.

Mrs. Shen, the famous queen of predicting the topic, inexplicably received a letter, which only stated that if she wanted to protect the Shen family and her daughter in the future, she must teach Shen Meizhuang many details and principles in advance.

Although she didn't know the identity of the writer, Mrs. Shen decided to give it a try because both the tone and content of the letter were beneficial to her family.

Finally I found the back of the letter.

Putting aside the inevitable discussion about the mung bean soup and the monthly allowance, what on earth is this swimming speedrunning technique: Learn to dog paddle in five days?

Why is there also "Stay away from close contacts and start with myself" among the elements of infectious disease prevention later on?

An even more eye-catching headline is "Shocking! A child had no awareness of fraud prevention and was defrauded by his former playmate, leading to the destruction of his family!"

Mrs. Shen was greatly shocked. She studied it carefully and forwarded it overnight... She gave her daughter extra lessons and taught her accordingly.

Shen Meizhuang, who was still in the boudoir, was inexplicably subjected to the intense pressure of her mother, and learned a lot of things that were so devastating.

Fortunately, Mrs. Shen’s emergency extra classes were effective.

Shen Meizhuang had no time to think about Zhen Huan. When she thought about entering the palace for the selection, all that flashed through her mind were messy things like dog paddling, fraud prevention, and staying away from close contact.

After working hard for several nights to finish writing a lightning protection guide tailored for Shen Meizhuang, Wen Shichu just felt exhausted.

Especially since he had to work hard at the Imperial Hospital during the day.

what is this!

The identity of a worker is a worker, is it a double job?

The resentment at work reached its peak when Zhen Huan sent someone to the Wen family to invite Wen Shichu.

After they parted at Shangshan Temple, Wen Shichu never came to see her again. Perhaps Zhen Huan was afraid of losing this useful dog, so she passed on the message.

When Wen Shichu saw Zhen Huan, who had a youthful face but exuded the fragrance of Biluochun without any instruction, he really wanted to say something.

If a house collapses, you can rebuild it, but you have built it to the point where it cannot be rebuilt anymore!

Don’t you know I’m busy?

Zhen Huan had already prepared a speech in her mind, and Wen Shichu was very easy to deal with. Just two words of "Brother Shichu" and a look that made him want to say something but couldn't were enough to make him dizzy and hit wherever she pointed.

But when Zhen Huan's eyes fell on Wen Shichu's face, all her words turned into one sentence:

"Brother Shichu, how do you... maintain yourself?"

Wen Shichu:?

How many pickled vegetables have you eaten to become so idle?

……

The day of the draft has arrived.

The concubines rode in carriages to the palace gate, and after getting off, they lined up in order and waited for instructions from the guiding nanny.

Right before leaving, her mother held her ear and gave her a lecture. Shen Meizhuang walked into the palace without looking around, still reviewing the knowledge points in her head.

Zhen Huan, dressed in a beautiful outfit, saw Shen Meiyu from afar, and walked up to her and patted her in a lively manner, looking like a cute girl.

But what happened next was beyond her expectations.

Shen Meizhuang, who was concentrating on reviewing the situation, was startled and almost subconsciously used the women's self-defense skills taught by her mother to fight back.

He finally stopped the car, but still held Zhen Huan's arm.

Shen Meizhuang:!!

The palace is indeed full of dangers, my mother didn’t lie to me!

Zhen Huan: ???

Is Jeju so caring? Why are your hands so strong? It hurts!

At the feet of the emperor, in the inner courtyard of the imperial palace, Shen Meizhuang did not want to make any big noise to attract attention.

Just as he relaxed his grip, he heard Zhen Huan speak.

"Sister Mei, it's me, Huan'er!"

As a result, Shen Meizhuang exerted force again and grabbed Zhen Huan's forearm.

She had just entered the palace and already an "old friend" showed up to try to get close to her. My mother is really far-sighted and her special treatment was not in vain!

Zhen Huan felt a distinct "crack" in her wrist, which must have been twisted by Shen Meizhuang.

If you don’t want to say hello, then don’t say hello. Why do you just come up and attack me?

Although the matter was discovered quickly and Shen Meizhuang let go of Zhen Huan's hand in time, the nanny who had been observing from the side still came forward to ask.

After all, the daughter of the Jeju Commander is not an ordinary beauty, and it would be bad if something happened to her.

"Do you have any questions, ladies?"

"No."

"No."

"Do you two know each other?"

"no!"

"..."

Zhen Huan didn't dare to say that she knew Shen Meiyu, for fear that she might have taken some medicine that was not right and would give her another beating.

She wouldn't be afraid of a verbal debate, but Shen Meizhuang was obviously a bit aggressive. She came up without saying a word and made a noise, not giving her any chance to defend herself.

An Lingrong, who had hurried over from the other side, wanted to get a cup of tea to moisten her throat, but as luck would have it, she witnessed what happened to Shen Meizhuang and the other person.

Although she was far away and An Lingrong didn't hear the sound from Zhen Huan's wrist, she felt pain just by looking at it.

Just be thirsty.

Anyway, I won’t die of thirst, and it’s better than being captured by someone.

Afraid of offending others and following in Zhen Huan's footsteps, An Lingrong huddled in the corner, not daring to say a word.