The news of Jinheyuan's invitation to the imperial physician could not be hidden. After all, the focus in the backyard of the royal palace was on Jinheyuan. As soon as Jinheyuan hired the imperial physician, the news spread to everyone.

When the main courtyard just got the news, Fu Yun had already arrived in Jinheyuan.

After being stunned, Zhuang Yisui sneered and felt a little sarcastic:

"I think she can never give in."

Jiya didn't dare to talk to her, and only after a while said: "The princess, should we go over and visit her?"

Zhuang Yisui waved impatiently:

"Okay, she is not in a state of physical condition. The person she wants to see has already gone. Why should I go and get annoyed?"

Jiya looked embarrassed, thinking that she would have really gone to visit her concubine?

It's just to make things worse.

Zhuang Yisui knew her thoughts, but Zhuang Yisui looked up at herself in the bronze mirror. She had been drinking soup recently, and it seemed that her body was filled with a smell of medicine, astringent, and her face seemed to be filled with bitterness.

I'm going to see you?

She closed her eyes in annoyance and said weakly:

"Take the medicine in."

Just as Jiya was about to go out, he heard a question from his master from behind him: "Is there any news coming from the mansion recently?"

Qiya's whole body froze, and she turned her back to the master. The master couldn't see her expression clearly, but her forehead was almost sweating, and she said in a steady voice: "No," she paused, and then she added: "The mansion seems to have postponed the third lady's marriage for a year recently."

After all, the imperial concubine had just passed away for more than two months, and a large-scale marriage at this time may make the emperor dislike it.

The third lady she mentioned was the legitimate daughter of the second wife of Zhuang Mansion.

Zhuang Yisui frowned slightly when she heard this.

The one who got engaged to Zhuang Yixin was the youngest son in Zhuo Hou's mansion. This marriage was personally facilitated by Zhuang Yisui's successor to become the wise princess.

In-laws and in-laws, there are constant disputes, and with the backing of Zhuo Hou's mansion, she, the wise princess, sits more securely.

She turned around and asked in detail: "Is it what the mansion means?"

Even though it is now in the filial piety period of the imperial concubine, it is delayed by one year, but it is a bit long.

Jiya shook her head hesitantly:

"I heard that it was the meaning of Zhuo Hou Mansion, so the marriage was postponed by one year."

Zhuang Yisui's face looked a little bad: "Why isn't anyone in the mansion discussing these matters with me?"

Qiya heard a hoarse voice.

She stepped down silently and brought the medicine in. Sure enough, when Zhuang Yisui saw the medicine, she frowned and had no intention of thinking about other things.

After a few days, no matter how sad things are, they will pass. After Meng An You, who was in Suiheyuan, the rest gradually walked out of the shadow of that day.

It’s just that there is a missing concubine in the mansion.

In June, Pei Shi, who went to Guocheng to provide disaster relief, returned to Chang'an City.

The next day, a post was sent to Jinheyuan.

As soon as Zhou Yun saw the handwriting on the post, his eyes lit up and he was so hard that he sat up. He couldn't help but smile on his face: "Sister Gu is back to Chang'an!"

Seeing that she was so happy, Shi Qiu and Shi Chun looked at each other and hurriedly spoke: "Now that Miss Gu has returned to Chang'an, just under the master's nose, may the master be relieved?"

Zhou Yun wanted to laugh again, but couldn't help but feel a little worried, and glared at them angrily: "It's not so easy."

If the Duke of Dingguo’s mansion accommodates Sister Gu, why would Sister Gu be forced to leave Guocheng?

However, these are not things she is worried about, she hurriedly ordered:

"Tomorrow, Sister Gu is coming to the mansion, and we will prepare it carefully."

This post was just Gu Yan told her to visit the mansion and ask her if it was convenient.

Zhou Yun has been waiting for it for so long, so it is convenient.

In the evening of that day, Fu Yun had just returned to his house and saw Zhou Yun in the corridor in Jinheyuan and front yard. She was supported by her slaves and did not pretend to be pretentious, but she was cautious in her movements.

Shi Qiu walked towards the front yard with help from him.

Fu Yun had just entered the yard at that time, and when he heard the movement, he turned around, and the person guarding the front yard did not dare to stop him.

He just watched Zhou Yun sway into the front yard.

Inexplicably, Fu Yun wanted to laugh a little, and his eyebrows moved almost unpredictably.

Today, Zhou Yun had a very good attitude, and was a few steps away. She bent her eyes and smiled, walked over quickly, put it on Fu Yun's arm, and gently called out: "Master!"

Show your diligence if you have nothing to do.

Fu Yun quickly lowered his smile. After thinking about it for a moment, he guessed why she came.

Fu Yun held her, skillfully protected her waist, and whispered in a low voice: "What's the matter? Can't you send a slave to come and ask someone?"

As soon as she left the yard, she couldn't help but feel scared, always afraid that something would happen to her.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yun not only did not argue with him like the past, but instead smiled at him: "I haven't come to my front yard for a long time, so I want to come and have a walk."

Fu Yunshang was a little uncomfortable with her attitude.

After entering the study, he paused and said helplessly:

"Okay, what's the matter with you? Just say it, it's so sloppy?"

He directly exposes Zhou Yun's thought of not entering the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Zhou Yun is not embarrassed at all. He wraps around his fingers and acts coquettishly with him: "Master, will you send Zhang Chong's house to pick up Sister Gu tomorrow?"

She opened her mouth, without even saying that the people in the front yard were asked directly and ordered Zhang Chong.

You should know that even if the important officials of the previous dynasty came, Zhang Chong would not necessarily need to pick him up in person.

This is probably the case for the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister.

Zhang Chong listened aside, not to mention that he felt humiliated, he didn't even dare to raise his head.

Fu Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.

After this pause, Zhou Yun's soft smile stopped and pushed him: "I'm talking to you directly, is it okay?"

Fu Yun's forehead had a slight twitching veins, and he had a headache. He stuck his chest in one breath and asked her: "You are asking for help, what's the attitude?"

Although he has something to ask for, but his attitude is still so tough. I have to say that this is the first time Fu Yun has seen it.

Who knew that Zhou Yun curled his lips to him on the spot and said:

"Who asked me? Is that right?"

She leaned against the chair behind her and stroked her lower abdomen with one hand in her mouth.

Fu Yun reached out and stroked his forehead, suppressing the headache, and whispered helplessly: "You don't leave any face for her?"

He didn't tell who "she" was, but Zhou Yun and him knew it well.

If Gu Yan wants to enter the mansion, according to the past rules, he should first invite the princess to the princess, and then go to Jinheyuan to meet Zhou Yun.

But Zhou Yun asked Zhang Chong to take Gu Yan to get rid of this step.

He is a bit disrespectful to the princess in this way.

Zhou Yun raised his simple face and felt quite impatient: "I know that I am not dealing with her. If she is embarrassed by my sister tomorrow, who will I cry?"

After saying that, she saw Fu Yun frowning his eyebrows and softened her voice again:

"I have been waiting for so many days, can I bear to let me be sad?"

Fu Yun mocked her:

"You are willing to let me say it's hard to do it?"

Zhou Yun lowered his head and closed the black hair in his ears. Although he didn't speak, he seemed to have made accusation.

Fu Yun was so angry that he was blocked in his throat in one breath.

I even feel like I'm asking for it.

Zhou Yun lowered his head and didn't see the flash of redness that seemed to pass by his earlobe. A weak sentence that almost peeled off the thoughts in his heart made him feel a little uncomfortable.

But Zhou Yun didn't hear that, and the emotion was so fast that Fu Yun didn't even notice it.

Zhang Chong was amazed at the side, knowing that the main courtyard might be going to break a few more tea sets tomorrow.

There are few things that Zhou Yun asked Fu Yun for unsuccessful, and this time it was the case. Fu Yun said something to stab her, but when she went back, he ordered the matter.

Zhang Chong scratched his head and asked in a low voice:

"Master, will you really take Miss Gu directly to Jinheyuan tomorrow?"

Fu Yun glanced at him, his eyes were dull:

"Gu Yan is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Dingguo Mansion, and her upbringing rules are excellent since childhood."

With a simple sentence, Zhang Chong smiled bitterly and shook his head in his heart.

The master did meet the request of the concubine, but if Miss Gu himself wanted to pay tribute to the princess, no one could do anything about it.
To be continued...