Cannon Fodder Raiders: Concubine Ai is capricious

Chapter 101 What an idiot (Part [-])

After all, Zhu Haitang didn't let Xia Houjing send her back in person, and the emperor happened to be busy, so he let him go. Before he left, he didn't forget to ask Zhu Haitang to take away the large stack of rice paper, and told her not to forget the rice paper every day. love letter
Zhu Haitang walked out of Qiankun Palace cursing in her heart.

Fu Lin looked at Zhu Haitang's back, and then carefully glanced at the emperor. After serving the emperor for so many years, it was the first time that Fu Lin felt that he could not see through the emperor's mind.

Sitting in front of the table, Xia Houjing remained in the same posture as before. He silently looked at the so-called "love letter" on the table in a daze. I didn't speak for a long time.

After a long time, the little eunuch came to report: "Concubine Tang has returned to Jiaofang Hall."

Fu Lin raised his head and glanced at the sky outside the window, waved his hand to disperse the crowd, "Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest."

Xia Houjing didn't answer, he shook the paper, gently picked it up with his fair and slender fingers, and read the words on it, with a deep and magnetic voice that made it impossible to hear his joy and anger, "It's better than that." Why don't you die, wishing to be a mandarin duck and not envious of immortals. It's really enviable to compare a mandarin duck with your eyes, you don't see it when you go and come together."

Fu Lin stood silently by the side, not daring to answer.

Xia Houjing said again to himself, "The poem is a good poem, and the words are not bad, but the artistic conception... Are you really Zhu Haitang?"

Someone who can write such an artistic conception is not like a little concubine who lives in an inconspicuous prime minister's palace and whose mother came from Goulan Courtyard.

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"Ah-"

Zhu Haitang sneezed hard.

Subconsciously, she reached out and tugged at the quilt wrapped around her body, shrinking into a small ball.The throat was also a little dry and itchy, and Zhu Haitang vaguely felt that she might have been sick because she had gone up to the mountain and tortured herself.

As the night grew darker, my head ached more and more.

The brain has stopped thinking, as if it was all glued together.

It's just that although his head was dazed, he didn't feel any drowsiness at all. When he closed his eyes, the pain in his head made Zhu Haitang scratch his heart and lungs even more.

She didn't sleep at all, and got up directly from the bed, grabbing a piece of clothing to put on herself.

The little maid on duty at night immediately opened the door and came in after hearing the noise: "Your Majesty? Are you... are you going to wake up?"

"Yeah." Zhu Haitang nodded, but it touched his itchy throat, and he couldn't help but cough twice more. Unexpectedly, these two times seemed to turn on some switch, and Zhu Haitang started coughing non-stop.

Immediately frightened the little maid: "Your Majesty, I will go to the imperial hospital and ask the imperial doctor to take a look at you. You can't do this."

Zhu Haitang managed to stop her coughing, and raised her head when she heard the words, "It's midnight, can there be someone from the Tai Hospital? It's better not to bother."

The little maid hurriedly said: "If there is an adult on duty at night, I will call you now, my lady, go back to bed and rest for a while."

Although the Imperial Hospital is not far from Jiaofang Hall, as soon as the imperial doctor on night duty heard that something happened to the aunt in Jiaofang Hall, he rushed over without stopping, so the time did not take too long. The old imperial doctor who was over fifty years old checked Zhu Haitang's pulse, administered silver needles, and prescribed some prescriptions for sore throat, ordered him to take the medicine on time, and then left.

After such a toss, the horizon has already begun to show a little whiteness.

Zhu Haitang put on another cloak and walked out of the palace gate with Mrs. Tang in her arms.

Caicai woke up when she heard the sound of the imperial doctor.Thirteen is also a clever one, always getting up early, because she was worried about Zhu Haitang's health, so she followed her again.

The group of three people went out.

For some reason, Zhu Haitang suddenly remembered the silly horse she rescued from the emperor.

Xiahou Jing really gave it to her and kept it in the royal stable. Because it was given to Zhu Haitang, she was raised separately.

Since I came back yesterday, there have been a lot of gossip and rumors in the palace, most of which are that Zhu Haitang is now favored, even proud of being favored, and dares to go against the emperor's intentions, and even now he is not dead. During this period, Zhu Haitang's status has quietly risen, so even this horse now enjoys special treatment, and even the stable is a small single room.

Zhu Haitang looks at this silly horse now, and feels a sense of sympathy for each other. They are all poor little ones who have been kept in a gold wire cage and have no freedom. They seem to be favored on the surface, but whether they are dead or alive is not a word from the superiors. thing.

Just as he was feeling melancholy, another young lady from the Jiaofang Palace found her and saluted Zhu Haitang earnestly: "Your Majesty, breakfast has been delivered from the Imperial Dining Room, do you see?"

"Cough." Zhu Haitang's originally fair face was completely drained of blood at this moment, so white that it was sickly haggard, "I'll go back later."

Seeing that worrying expression, Thirteen couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade: "Your Majesty, you should go back first, the morning dew is heavy, and the wind and cold will get worse if this continues, I'm afraid Your Majesty will feel distressed."

"Distressed?" Zhu Haitang chewed these two words, feeling powerless: "Will he do it?"

"Yes." Caicai on the side quickly agreed, trying to persuade Zhu Haitang to go back.

But Zhu Haitang understood in her heart that she already had a completely different answer——

He won't. He only has the world and the country in his heart. There will be Wei Xinyan in the future, but not her.

She is like an exquisitely crafted doll, no matter what, she will still be unable to escape the fate of being played and abandoned.

With a sore nose, Zhu Haitang suddenly raised his head, his fair hands already a little red from the cold, and gently stroked the horse's neck, "I'll call you Hanhan from now on, you're really stupid."

Thirteen was obviously stunned when he heard this.

Want to change your name again? !
But he was the only one present with Cai Caihe and the little palace lady who came to ask for instructions, and he was obviously the only one who could match this masculine name.

After reacting, he still said immediately: "Slave, thank you for giving me the name again."

Zhu Haitang was suddenly amused, covered her mouth and kicked him lightly, and smiled, "I didn't talk about you, I was talking about this stupid horse, it's called Hanhan."

Congrats Hanhan.

These three simple words turned around in a circle, but finally failed to come out from Zhu Haitang's mouth.

Shisan also laughed, Zhu Haitang looked at him, but gradually couldn't smile, the curve of her beautiful mouth gradually disappeared, replaced by endless sadness.

She asks herself that she is not a sentimental person, but she has been in this ancient times for so long, she has seen a lot of power and dictatorship, and she has also seen a lot of darkness and blood that she has never been exposed to before.

In this palace, everyone is trembling, just because they want to live, it doesn't matter if they are renamed casually or lose their dignity.It seems that in this world, only his high Ninth Five-Year Lord is free, and no one can decide whether he is left or right...
(End of this chapter)