Chapter 105 : Nicknames
The maid of the Jiang Mansion led Nangong Yue to Jiang Yixi's courtyard.
Jiang Yixi had long been eagerly waiting for her. As soon as she heard that Nangong Yue had come, she made a special effort to come out of the house to welcome her: "Sister Yue, you have finally arrived." While speaking, she welcomed Nangong Yue into the house.
Jiang Yixi's boudoir is naturally well-decorated, but see between the inner room and the outer room hanging pink flower curtains, The walls are decorated with frescoes, the brocade cage is covered with gauze, the interior is covered with gold colours and beads, and the floor tiles are pierced with phoenixes and chiselled with flowers, which is interesting to watch.
"It is meimei who is late." After sitting down, Nangong Yue took out a white jade medicine bottle and said, "In order to express my apologies to my jiejie, this will be taken as an atonement." She naturally noticed that the acne sores on Jiang Yixi's face had disappeared, leaving behind only shallow marks that could not be detected without a closer look.
"This is ...... the ointment you gave me last time!" Jiang Yixi opened it and smelled it, a familiar fragrance came to her nose and she couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.
Nangong Yue smiled and nodded, "Precisely."
Women have always loved beauty, even Jiang Yixi could not help but reveal her joy, saying, "Sister Yue, this ointment of yours is really too good to use, I have a few boudoir friends who are also suffering from acne sores, if they know that there is this treasure, I am afraid that they will die of joy."
Jiang Yixi said without any intention, Nangong Yue listened but her heart moved. This acne is indeed the trouble of many young girls. If you can open a shop and sell this ointment, it is bound to sell well in the royal capital, right?......
Nangong Yue's gaze fell on the rosewood table by the window, which had a pen and paper on it, so she opened her mouth and said, "Sister Xi, can I borrow a pen and paper?"
Jiang Yixi naturally nodded and responded, "Sister Yue doesn't have to be so polite, please use it."
Nangong Yue got up and walked over, where a maid immediately inked for her in a well-informed manner. Nangong Yue took a small pen and wrote a prescription with a flourish, handing it to Jiang Yixi with a smile.
"This is?" Jiang Yixi was puzzled.
"This is the formula for that ointment." Nangong Yue softly said, "With this formula, Sister Xi, you can find someone to prepare your own ointment in the future."
"This formula ...... is afraid to be very precious!" Jiang Yixi was a bit overwhelmed. Such a medicinal ointment to get rid of acne was simply more valuable than a thousand pieces of gold in the eyes of the beauty-loving girls of the royal capital! She didn't expect Nangong Yue to give it to herself so generously.
"I researched this formula myself, and it's nothing more than a small gift. Sister Xi doesn't have to be too concerned." Nangong Yue said gently.
"Then I'll accept it unreservedly." Since Nangong Yue had said so, Jiang Yixi was no longer polite. She put away the white jade bottle and the expectorant formula, and followed by signalling the maid to bring a box of silk flowers, "Sister Yue, this is something I did myself in my spare time, see if there are any you like, pick a few."
Nangong Yue smiled and answered, and after casually picking a few silk flowers ......, Jiang Yixi gave all the rest to Nangong Yue, saying that it was a gift for other girls in the Nangong mansion.
Nangong Yue did not refuse and gladly smiled.
The relationship between the two was much closer again, and they chatted happily about the topics of boudoir daughters, what kind of clothing styles are popular in the Wangdu these days, how to match the colours of the embroidery samples to be more innovative, and what kind of stitches should be used to make the embroidered flower look more unique.
Talking with Nangong Yue, Jiang Yixi had a feeling of enlightenment. For example, it was obvious that the colour tone was simple, but after Nangong Yue's skillful matching, it became unique. Also she has been embroidering cat's eyes miserably, after Nangong Yue's instructions, immediately became lively and vivid.
Jiang Yixi looked at Nangong Yue with glowing eyes and excitedly pestered Nangong Yue to help draw a few more flower patterns.
Nangong Yue did not refuse, and drew several pictures in a row, which amazed Jiang Yixi.
After finishing the painting, the two discussed the colour matching and stitching for a long time, and then they bid farewell. Before parting, Jiang Yixi also promised to embroider a purse with this painting and give it to her.
The horse's hooves slapped the ground and drove away from the En Guo Gong Mansion.
Nangong Yue slightly picked up the curtains and looked out, the streets of the royal capital were as busy as ever, the shouts of vendors, the bargaining of women, and the playful sounds of children were intertwined, bustling to the extreme.
Nangong Yue was in a happy mood as she watched, and suddenly her sight was fixed somewhere in front of her right, only to see a mischievous boy pulling on a girl's pigtail before darting away like a cat that had stolen a fish.
The girl touched her head, which was so painful from the pulling, her face was red with anger and she ran after the boy screaming.
The boy laughed and ran forwards, saying something unknown, causing the girl to become furious, while he himself collided with an oncoming brocade-clothed young man head-on.
The boy lost his balance and almost fell over, but the young man grabbed him with his hand and gave him something out of his pocket. The boy ran to the girl again with joy, and the two children were reconciled in a flash, walking away holding hands.
Nangong Yue's gaze lingered on the brocade-clothed teenager's back for a moment, her eyebrows moved slightly, and she was about to turn back her gaze, but she didn't expect the teenager to turn his head fiercely as if he was aware of something at this time.
Caught off guard, Nangong Yue confronted his eyes directly, and sure enough, it was him!
In the next instant, her pupils contracted violently, but she saw that the teenager's delicate jade-like face actually had a long whip mark, the blood was so red that it was blinding, and it was shocking to look at.
Nangong Yue frowned, after a few days of not seeing him, Xiao Yi actually had injuries on his face, what had happened?
could it be that...?
Nangong Yue could not help but think of the assassination that occurred earlier on the Farm house, and her heart could not help but beat heavily.
As soon as Xiao Yi saw Nangong Yue, a somewhat thievish smile appeared on his face as he trotted over.
This guy is not something that can be dismissed casually. Nangong Yue signalled Yi Mei to order the coachman to find a secluded location to stop, and then Yi Mei deliberately sent the coachman to the opposite dim sum shop to queue up to buy several types of dim sum. The opposite side of this Hoyue Zhai is a hundred year old dim sum shop in the royal capital, and every day the customers appear to be in the clouds, and there is a long queue.
Not long after the coachman left, Yimei led Xiao Yi into the carriage.
Xiao Yi casually sat cross-legged, facing Nangong Yue.
Nangong Yue couldn't help but look at the wound on his face again, and asked, "What's the matter with the wound on your face? Did you fight with someone?" There was a trace of concern in her tone that she didn't even notice.
"My father beat it!" Xiao Yi shrugged his shoulders, pouted and said with a foolish look, "If I was fighting with others, how could I be injured?!”
"King Zhennan?" Nangong Yue couldn't help but thump in her heart. King Zhennan's whip was really ruthless, and the whip wound could have passed through the corner of Xiao Yi's right eye. If this was a careless act, his right eye would be useless! Unexpectedly, King Zhennan was so cruel to his own son.
Looking back on his previous life, Xiao Yi finally embarked on the road of killing his father and brother. It seems that there was a reason for it, and I don’t know what happened later to drive him to a dead end?
"Hmph!" Xiao Yi did not have the good sense to beep his mouth, this childish look actually looked good when done by him,"If he wasn't my father, where would he be able to beat me so easily! Although he is good at fighting, his kung fu is nothing more than that, compared to me it's not even close." Speaking here, he suddenly looked at Nangong Yue with tears in his eyes, with a pitiful look, " Xiao Yue Er, my face is hurting like hell right now, you help me blow on it."
Nangong Yue was called Xiao Yue'er by this name, causing goosebumps to rise. Is this bear child starting to flare up again, it's time to take his medicine!
Yi Mei was even more stunned by Xiao Yi's thick skin, but she did not dare to speak.
Nangong Yue thought hatefully in her heart: this Xiao Yi, he really doesn't need to have much sympathy for oneself. Only after speaking to him for a few words, the snake is hitting the stick and molesting herself.
However, when she raised her eyes to look at the shocking whiplash wound at the corner of Xiao Yi's eyes, Nangong Yue's heart still couldn't help but soften.
Although she didn't know the reason why Xiao Yi was beaten, even if he was a father who wanted to teach his son a lesson, in her two lifetimes, she hadn't seen one whip on their son's face. Moreover, there were still people who were secretly trying to kill him.
The child whose mother died early and who can't even rely on his own father is really pitiful!
But this is a family matter of the King of Zhennan's residence, besides the Emperor, I'm afraid, there is no room for anyone to have a say at all.
Nangong Yue sighed, took out two bottles of medicine from the hidden compartment of the carriage and gave them to Xiao Yi, carefully instructing, "Use the one with the green bamboo pattern depicted on it first, it's good for pain relief and wound healing. The other bottle to remove scars, wait until the wound has healed before applying, do not drink alcohol and eat spicy things."
Xiao Yi took it in his hand and hooked the corner of his mouth with an open brow and a smile, "I knew that Xiao Yue Er must not be willing to let me suffer."
Looking at Xiao Yi's smug little look, Nangong Yue stroked her forehead and sighed in her heart: she still couldn't imagine that this bear child and the killing god of his previous life were the same person!
At this time, Yi Mei whispered outside the carriage, "Third girl, Master Shizi, the coachman is coming back soon ......," the implication of course was for Xiao Yi to hurry up and leave!
Seeing that Xiao Yi had no intention of getting up at all, Nangong Yue also gave an expulsion order and said,"It's getting late, I should go back to the mansion, in the future you should take care of yourself." Saying that, she finally couldn't help but add one more sentence, "If your father hits you like this again, even if it's in the way of filial piety and inconvenient to fight back, it's always okay to hide."
Xiao Yi was still showing his aggrieved face, but when he heard this, he immediately nodded his head as if he were pounding garlic, and said pitifully, "Xiao Yue Er, that's right. I'll listen to you, Xiao Yue Er"
Nangong Yue pretended to glare at him fiercely, "Don't call me Xiao Yue Er again in the future."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yi's eyes lit up as he said with a face of "I see", "So you don't like me calling you Xiao Yue Er, and prefer me calling you a stinky girl!"
The corners of Nangong Yue's mouth couldn't help but twitch, beginning to regret the sympathy she had just shown. At this time, Yi Mei began to urge again, "The coachman has already bought dim sum, quickly ......"
Xiao Yi finally recognised the time and briskly jumped out of the window.
After the coachman handed over the bought back dim sum to Yi Mei, the carriage clattered onto the road again.
Waiting until the carriage Nangong Yue was sitting in travelled far away, Xiao Yi only then withdrew his gaze, cherishing the two small porcelain bottles in his hands, and dangling back to King Zhennan's imperial residence in the royal capital.
