The daily life of the little princess of the royal group

Chapter 188 Sense of Ritual

In the capital, at Minister Liu's home.

There was a series of "ding-dong, clang" sounds. Oh, another desktop cleaning master.

"Asshole——"

"This emperor's son is too arrogant!" The middle-aged man's angry roar came from the study.

"Conferring the title of Crown Prince is such a big deal! Why didn't they ask for our opinion?!"

The servants outside lowered their heads and tightened their necks, fearing that they would hear their master say something outrageous again.

"Father, please calm down." The one who spoke was none other than Lord Liu's son, Liu Qiang. Everyone in the capital knew about Lord Liu's son, the one who had overslept in a brothel and missed his exams.

Once at a banquet after Jiang Hetang's selection, his sister, Liu Yiyi, had a big fight with Tao Youxi, the sister of the then top scholar, over a pot of flowers.

At that time, Liu Yiyi also said that his brother Liu Qiang was a scholar and a prime minister. Perhaps his sister was the only one in the whole capital who thought he was so amazing.

Everyone said, how could a good official like Lord Liu have such a lustful and incompetent son?

Mr. Liu would always reply with a smile, "Ah, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. I don't expect my daughter to become a phoenix or my son to become a dragon. As long as the child grows up safely, that's all that's enough."

Master Liu glanced at his son who was speaking and breathed a sigh of relief. "Fortunately, you, little one, didn't disappoint your father. Whether it was interacting with those dandy sons or cultivating a skinny Yangzhou horse who was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, you did a great job."

"Thank you for your teachings, father." Liu Qiang bent down and bowed to Lord Liu, with his head lowered, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

The atmosphere between these two people is not like that of father and son, but more like that of superiors and subordinates.

"That kid Jiang Hetang actually acted like this. I'm afraid he'll find out about me soon."

"Don't worry, father. We have already swept away those tail-end sons."

Lord Liu gave him a surprised look and said, "Well done. Now you can be ruthless?"

In the past, he had only poisoned and silenced a few servants, who all trembled for a long time, had a high fever for half a month, and had nightmares for several nights.

Liu Qiang swallowed and said, "Yes, my son used to be... a little too cowardly."

Lord Liu laughed heartily. "Well done! You are indeed my son, Liu Baoliang! I think our Liu family will finally have a successor!"

Liu Qiang responded respectfully.

"Back then, you missed the Autumn Examination. Do you still resent your father?"

"To answer my father, that happened many years ago. I have long forgotten it." When he said this, a hint of sarcasm and heartache flashed in his eyes, and then he acted like a "good son" again.

Liu Baoliang patted his son's shoulder and was surprised to find that his son had grown so tall without him noticing.

He coughed lightly twice to cover up his awkwardness. "How can a man of great ambition be constrained by such trivial matters? Your father believes that you will surely restore the glory of our Liu family."

Looking at his son who was growing taller and more capable, he couldn't help but feel his own aging.

"Yes." Liu Qiang retreated to the door before turning around and leaving.

Lord Liu sat alone in his study, thinking about the plans he had made over the past few decades. "I won't be wrong. He will thank me."

It turns out that the Liu family was a dominant family in the previous dynasty, having produced several generations of empresses and queen mothers, as well as dozens of high-ranking officials.

But in recent years, it has become increasingly desolate. Liu Baoliang, a member of the direct line, is now only a third-rank minister of the Ministry of Rites, not to mention how the side branches are doing.

Previously, the rumors about Yuan Tianzhen and Jiang Youshang were led by Lord Liu and instigated by various officials.

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After a few days of recuperation, the Empress Dowager felt much better and specially summoned Hua Dexing to take her pulse again.

In fact, he would come to take the pulse every day, but today Mingyue suggested that he wanted to have a "recovery" ceremony, so a group of people got busy again, decorating the Yongshou Palace and even preparing a banquet.

Jiang Hetang, Yuan Tianzhen, Huan Ge'er, Mingyue, Mingyang, the Queen Mother...even Xiao Gungun put on new clothes, waiting for the verdict of his recovery today.

Hua Dexing also cooperated with the performance. After all, he was really depressed because he was locked up a few days ago. Now he seemed like a different person. He said less than 800 sentences a day and seemed unable to sleep.

"Congratulations, Her Majesty the Queen! Congratulations, Her Majesty the Queen! The remaining poison has been cleared, and Her Majesty is in excellent health! She can live another five hundred years!"

This is the same as what the imperial physician said when he took the patient's pulse and diagnosed a pregnancy.

No one knew how to perform this "healing" ceremony, so they did it according to their own ideas.

The Empress Dowager had only wanted to fulfill Xiao Mingyue's wish at first, but now, looking at the lively group of people, she was so happy that she asked Aunt Xu to take out the prepared gold leaves and hand them to Hua Dexing.

Mingyue also took out a specially prepared gift and handed it to Hua Dexing. The first was a silk banner that read, "Thank you, Imperial Physician Hua, for your miraculous healing skills and your noble medical ethics that warm my heart!"

Hua Dexing obviously didn't like the overly exaggerated flag, but he still accepted it with a smile, "Thank you, little princess." After all, she had privately given him a rare medicinal herb that only the Great Bear Kingdom had, so he had to be grateful for it.

As for why Mingyue was willing to give it to Hua Dexing, it was naturally because on the one hand she wouldn't know how to use it, and on the other hand, if she gave it to Hua Dexing, it would eventually come back to her, right? Hahahaha! Win-win!

Next, everyone congratulated them, and Mingyue and others presented gifts they had prepared in advance.

This hasty but loving "recovery" ceremony dispelled the gloom that had surrounded the palace for more than half a month. Everyone seemed to be celebrating the New Year in advance. With the Empress Dowager's recovery, many people made wishes and prepared to welcome a healthy body together.

After all the busy work, the two children were exhausted and fell asleep on the small couch in the Empress Dowager's palace.

The Queen Mother touched the strands of hair on Mingyue's forehead, and the kindness in her eyes was overflowing. She hadn't felt so happy in a long time.

"Come to think of it, I once saw a fairy in my dream." For some reason, looking at the bright moon, I thought of what happened at that time.

Jiang Hetang, Yuan Tianzhen, and Mingyang all sat upright. They hadn't dared to ask about the Empress Dowager's sorrow before, fearing it might bring up her heartbreak. Now that the Empress Dowager herself was willing to speak, her sons, daughters-in-law, and grandchildren naturally listened.

"I slept hazily those few days. At first, I had nightmares. I dreamed of the scene when the late emperor was still alive, and the three of us were still in Qixiang Palace. Then, when I woke up, I dreamed that we were all killed early by the eldest prince and his men, and my little Mingyue didn't even wait to be born..."

When Jiang Hetang heard this, he was shocked. Could it be that his mother had dreamed about her past life?

I didn't have time to think, and she continued...