To contribute to md12, a Spirit Beast Egg is added (5.26)
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So this is Prince Xian.
Seventh Chen hurriedly paid his respects.
Prince Xian didn't even glance at him, but waved his hand lightly and stepped inside.
He's here for a medical consultation? Seventh Chen was a bit surprised. Really?
He thought no one would come, yet not only did someone come, but it was also a prince.
This is truly like a timely rainfall.
He dared not neglect and hurriedly followed inside.
The people on the street also gathered to see this scene. Although they could not see the inside of the hall, they couldn't help speculating.
Inside Jiuling Hall, Prince Xian was patting his plump body as he looked around.
"The smell in this medical hall is quite pleasant," he said with a smile.
This prince really knows how to joke, Seventh Chen approached and bowed.
"What can I do for you, Your Highness?" he asked.
"I've been feeling a bit unwell recently. Those imperial physicians couldn't figure out what it is, just giving me some bitter useless medicine," Prince Xian said, "Miss Jun is a divine doctor, so I came to consult her."
Indeed, he was here for treatment. Seventh Chen was surprised and then very delighted.
At such a time, having such a high-ranking person come to seek medical help really brought great honor.
"Your Highness is here for treatment?"
Miss Jun, coming out from the back hall, heard this and asked with a surprised expression.
"Yes, yes," Seventh Chen replied joyously.
Prince Xian also looked toward Miss Jun.
"Yes, Miss Jun, I should have requested your help last time," he said with a smile, "but good meals can be served any time, early or late."
What an analogy. Seventh Chen was stunned; this Prince Xian really didn't speak conventionally.
But what did he mean by last time? Had they met before?
Seventh Chen looked at Miss Jun. Could it be that Prince Xian had a hidden agenda for visiting now?
Miss Jun looked at Prince Xian with a complex expression.
She also hadn't expected Prince Xian to come to her for medical consultation, and furthermore…
"Your Highness, you are not ill," she said with a smile, "No need to hire me."
Tsk!
Seventh Chen clicked his tongue inwardly.
How foolish!
Jiuling Hall was slightly quiet.
"That's really wonderful," said Prince Xian with a smile, breaking the silence and patting his protruding belly. "With these words from Miss Jun, I feel relieved."
Miss Jun smiled back as she paid her respects.
For this Imperial Uncle, who had never been close before, even more so a stranger now, it was best to keep respectful distance.
"However, since I am well, I wonder about the health of my household," Prince Xian continued smilingly, "Miss Jun, please visit my mansion and have a look."
Quickly agree.
Quickly agree.
Regardless of whether there is an illness, just having Miss Jun visit Prince Xian's Mansion would let everyone in the capital see it. The intimidation brought by Lu Yunqi could dissipate. Surely Lu Yunqi wouldn't dare to offend Prince Xian?
Seventh Chen stared at Miss Jun happily, almost wishing he could answer for her.
But, even though he was Head Shopkeeper, just like Manager Liu, he firmly remembered Fang Chengyu's instructions, that everything must be decided by Miss Jun herself, and no decisions should be made on her behalf.
Fortunately, this time, Miss Jun did not refuse and agreed while watching Prince Xian perform the ritual.
Seventh Chen also breathed a sigh of relief.
"The carriage is ready, I will have Liu'er tidy up and accompany you." he said joyfully, then turned and went inside.
Prince Xian looked around Jiuling Hall with a very satisfied and smiling glance.
"Are there all good things here?" he asked, "Put anything that could be useful for me in a box."
Miss Jun chuckled.
"These aren't fun or edible; why put them in a box?" she laughed.
Prince Xian laughed too.
"Everything here is good," he said, "And good things should not be missed."
Miss Jun looked towards the medicine cabinet.
"Alright, Prince, you go first, I will gather some good things for you," she said.
Prince Xian nodded, smiling.
"Not bad, not bad," he said.
It was unclear whether he was praising Miss Jun's medical skills or her accommodating actions.
Watching Prince Xian's carriage leave followed by Miss Jun's, the onlooking people on the street understood what was happening.
"Miss Jun has superb medical skills; indeed, one must rely on her."
"And moreover, even Prince Xian has come to seek Miss Jun, which shows how much the royal relatives value her."
"It's true, as long as Miss Jun is in the capital, such a doctor will never be short of clients."
The discussions on the streets gradually dispersed, and by evening, the news would spread throughout the city. Seventh Chen stood outside Jiuling Hall, nodding contentedly.
"Plus, making Prince Xian happy this time might even get him to help check on the Duke of Chengguo's heir, which is much easier than seeking Lu Yunqi's help," he whispered to Fang Jinxiu, who was seeing him off, "I hinted at it to her just now, but with her cleverness, she must have thought of it too."
With that, he rubbed his chin a couple of times.
"Miss Jun really is blessed; whenever a difficulty arises, there is always a noble person to help."
"Noble person?" Fang Jinxiu glanced at him, "She herself is the highest noble. If she hadn't been noble first, no one would treat her as such."
Seventh Chen laughed heartily.
"Right, right, you're correct; your sister is truly formidable," he laughed, "It seems I can't say anything slightly negative about her without you praising her to the skies."
"It's not like I'm praising her," Fang Jinxiu snorted, "Get on with your work."
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Compared to Prince Huai's mansion, Prince Xian's Mansion seemed more luxurious and prestigious.
This luxury and prestige were not a matter of the furnishings and decorations being superior to those of Prince Huai's mansion, but rather, a matter of liveliness.
Countless palace maids and eunuchs bustling about, with a large group of wives and daughters coming out to greet Prince Xian upon his return, laughter everywhere, and the concubines of Prince Xian's Mansion also adorned in dazzling, luxurious jewels, even more extravagant than the concubines in the palace.
No wonder Prince Xian always pretended to be poor in the palace asking for money, the money demanded was probably spent on these women's lavish indulgences.
Such behavior displeased the ministers and the concubines in the palace, inevitably leading to complaints and murmurs before the emperor and Empress Dowager; it indeed surprised everyone how he could remain indifferent amid such criticism.
If it were in the past, Miss Jun wouldn't care, simply seeing it as Prince Xian's nature of being spoiled and luxurious from a young age, but now that she realized the emperor wasn't as benevolent as imagined, and the Empress Dowager wasn't that kind, naturally, she wouldn't think the same way anymore.
There was already a self-disciplined Prince Qi; was it necessary to have another Prince Xian?
For the emperor and Empress Dowager, having a prince with a reputation for being arrogant and wasteful was the safest.
She remembered that Prince Xian, in his childhood, was also diligent in his studies and loved horse riding and archery, even telling his imperial grandfather and father that he wanted to reclaim the lost territories and avenge his great grandfather who suffered at the hands of the Jurchen people.
It was also because of his dedication to martial arts that he got into a fight with Zhu Zan.
Watching the overweight Prince Xian surrounded by women, Miss Jun felt an inexplicable heartache.
In order to survive, he had no choice but to let himself go.
Is this the future of Jiurong?