my cold noodle queen

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"Oh? It's rare to see a female imperial doctor." The emperor was surprised, "Why didn't I hear that a female imperial doctor was appointed?"

"Your Majesty is busy with business, how can you remember such a trivial matter?" The imperial concubine did not want to say more.

The emperor didn't seem to want to let it go, still entangled in this topic, and ordered Yao Yuan majesticly: "Raise your head, let me have a look!"

Yao Yuan was startled, a little uneasy, but the emperor's fate was difficult, so he reluctantly raised his head, but his eyes kept looking at the ground, and he refused to show his face completely.

The emperor's eyes lit up, and his cloudy eyes became more joyful. This woman was wearing a light yellow dress, with fine cherry blossom petals embroidered on the corners of the skirt.On her head is a jasper exquisite hairpin, adorned with moon beads strung with silver threads.No powder is applied, the plain face is clear and beautiful, and the breath is cold, with a special flavor.

The imperial concubine was secretly anxious, and hurriedly pulled back the emperor's gaze: "Your majesty, are you here to see the concubine? Or is someone here to teach the concubine a lesson?"

The two practiced Tai Chi with their own minds, until the emperor coaxed the imperial concubine to drink the medicine before leaving. Before leaving, they took a meaningful look at Yao Yuan.

As soon as the emperor left, the noble concubine opened her eyes, she had served the emperor with so many people, she was very clear about what the emperor was thinking, this was an idea to hit Yao Yuan.It seems that Yao Yuan must find someone to marry!Looking sideways at Yao Yuan, whose face is cloudy and uncertain, he has a handsome appearance and a slender figure. Because he has been with medicine for a long time, he has a little bit of a bookish look on him. Because he is reserved and quiet, it is easy to attract men's ideas.The imperial concubine sighed in her heart, although she didn't want Yao Yuan to have anything to do with her son-in-law, she also didn't want her conscience to be sent to the harem that cannibalize people.What's more, the emperor is lustful, and he is nearly sixty years old, so it's not bad to be Yao Yuan's father.The more the imperial concubine thought about it, the more bored she became, and she couldn't think of a good idea for a while, so she could only tell Yao Yuan to be careful, so that she would avoid going out of the palace.

But the emperor said that when he returned to his study, he couldn't forget Yao Yuan, and he was so itchy that he went back and forth.It happened that Yao Yuan went to the imperial hospital, the aura all over his body, full of poetic and scholarly spirit, was incomparable. For a moment, he was dazed, stunned, and made up his mind, ready to pick a chance to canonize Yao Yuan For the concubine.Happy that he was about to get such a beautiful woman, the emperor happily went back to the study room, he was happy for a while, and his office efficiency was half as fast as usual.

I thought that the king's heart was unpredictable and no one would know. When the imperial decree was issued, even if the imperial concubine didn't want to, she could only accept the king's order and prepare well.Who would have thought that the scene just now was seen clearly by Ji Yuanmao from a distance, her dark eyes were dark and cloudy, and a sternness flashed in her eyes.

In a blink of an eye, five days passed, and Yao Yuan healed a little princess who had suffered from an evil wind. The queen mother was overjoyed and gave a lot of gold and silver.Although the emperor did not move for a long time, the imperial concubine did not dare to relax at all. She knew the emperor's temperament too well, and she would never let it go when she saw a beauty.Therefore, he repeatedly told Yao Yuan not to be careless, and secretly paid attention to some young and middle-aged talents in the court, hoping to point Yao Yuan to a good family.

On February [-], the dragon raises its head, which is also known as the "Farming Festival", "Farming Festival" and "chūn Dragon Festival".On this day, all the subjects of Dayuan will bring food and wine to the outskirts, sit around in a selected place, sing and dance, and drink to their heart's content. People commonly call it "Tachun".

As the saying goes: on the second day of February, when the dragon raises its head, everyone will farm cattle.At this time, the cloudy air rises, the ground thaws, and spring plowing begins, which is the time to transport dung and prepare for plowing.It is said that this festival originated in the period of Fuxi, the head of the Three Emperors.Fuxi's family paid great attention to farming and mulberry, and worked on plowing the fields. Every year on the second day of the second lunar month, the emperor's mother sent meals, and the royal family plowed by themselves, and took care of one-third of an acre of land by themselves.As a result, all dynasties followed suit one after another, and held a major ceremony on February [-], allowing all civil and military officials to personally cultivate one-third of an acre of land.

Therefore, early in the morning, the gates of the palaces were very busy, and the emperor changed into casual clothes and brought all the civil and military officials to the royal field to show his dedication to farming.The empresses of the various palaces are not idle either, some make dumplings, some make rice balls, some make wontons, and some make steamed cakes.The whole palace was immersed in the aroma of rice.The young concubine specially took the princes and princesses out for an outing today, to show that spring returns to the earth and everything recovers.

Yao Yuan had already inquired about everything and was about to make a move.Being bored in the palace all day, everyone was suffering from three-point illness. Just after dawn, she packed up her luggage and asked the imperial concubine for leave.Although the imperial concubine was worried, because of Yao Yuan's insistence, and today was February [-], the emperor and his ministers were out of the palace to do farming, so Yao Yuan was given a day off to let her go out and relax.

On the outskirts of Quping, the shallow tender grass has just covered the ground, exuding a delicate fragrance.The breath of early spring hit her body softly, sweet and itchy.Tourists from all over the world picked peach blossoms or two, and recited a few spring poems gracefully, so many boudoir women lost their hearts and lost their eyes here.Yao Yuan comes from modern times, the tourism industry is prosperous, and there are many dating shows, so he has no interest in it.Leaving the lively crowd, I came to sit on a small piece of grass, sniffing the spring breeze, feeling extremely comfortable.

The bright red sunlight is like golden threads, criss-crossing and stitching the light blue clouds into a beautiful pattern. Through the gaps in the clouds, it sprinkles on the grass growing on the brown land, leaving a lake of broken gold.

Yao Yuan raised her face slightly, letting her skin feel intimate with the warm sun. She lay down on her back, her whole body and mind were bathed in the harmony of the early sun. She was extremely comfortable, enjoying, enjoying, and fell asleep unconsciously.