Passing Through as the Cannon Fodder Supporting Role’s Grandma

Jiang Wenya pretended to be uncomfortable, pulling away the hand held by Emperor Song Cheng, and gathered her clothes. She smiled like a flower, "The emperor, please sit down with the concubine, the concubine is hungry to wait for you to eat. Dizzy."

Emperor Song Cheng didn't care about her behavior just now, and there was a trace of distress and guilt in her tone, "Recently, there are many things in the court, and I have forgotten the time after reviewing the book. If this is the case in the future, I don't have to wait for me, just eat first ."

Jiang Wenya lowered her eyelids slightly, covering the ridicule deep in her eyes, "If you don't have the emperor's company, how can your concubines have an appetite."

Yes, where's the appetite? The emperor has painstakingly prepared these for the lives of his concubines. The concubines also want you to taste them.

In this case, Jiang Wenya hadn't said it before. As long as she came to accompany her by herself, she would always be full of joy. Whenever he saw her like this, Emperor Song Cheng would always have a different kind of joy in his heart.

Xuanpinghou, the adversary, didn't he want to send his daughter into the palace? It wasn't because of my tricks, the people didn't come in obediently.

When Emperor Song Cheng thought of this, he felt a little irritable all day, and at the same time he was very bored. The women in his harem were all the same, which made people boring.

If it weren't for the courtiers, why would he be wronged by his dignified emperor, Emperor Song Cheng became bored again, and his mood changed several times in a short time. It was really unpredictable.

"Lao Hou didn't come to the palace to see you today, why didn't she leave a meal?" Emperor Song Cheng casually said.

Jiang Wenya's eyes were darker, thinking of her grandmother's orders, she was hiding all her emotions, "My brother is not a weapon at home, grandmother said and listened to me."

Of course Emperor Song Cheng knew about Jiang Lin, and he could also guess why the old lady entered the palace. Since she loved her grandson so much, she just wanted Jiang Wenya to plead and let Jiang Lin go.

If Jiang Wenya speaks, Emperor Song Cheng will not refuse. In his opinion, the next generation of Xuan Pinghou is better.

So for such indulgence, Emperor Song Cheng was happy to give it a hand. The less effective it is, the more convenient it is to use it.

Hearing the words, Jiang Wenya raised her eyes and looked at the bright yellow figure, with inquiry in her eyes.

He still has a gentle smile on his face as before, and he looks at himself with deep eyes, seeming to have endless love.

When he knew his true face, Jiang Wenya was facing those affectionate eyes, she wanted to laugh, and she really laughed.

"The emperor was wrong. Grandma told me to leave it alone. Jiang Lin has been suffering from pain over the years. As the young master of the Xuanping Hou Mansion, he shouldn't be so unpromising and let him suffer more." Jiang Wenya So explained.

A pair of eyes were still searching back and forth on Emperor Song Cheng's face, not letting go of any of his expressions.

It's so pitiful. It's really embarrassing to have to lie to the women in the harem for Jiangshan. If the people knew that their emperor had made such a big sacrifice in order to stabilize the world, wouldn't it be touching.

Emperor Song Cheng was a little surprised, and he didn't notice that his concubine beloved had a trace of pity in his eyes.

"Niang Niang, dinner is ready." Caihe stepped forward and reminded softly.

Jiang Wenya nodded, "The emperor has a meal with his concubines."

Then Jiang Wenya led the people to the outer room, Caihe listened to the mother's instructions. At this time, the pear blossom wooden table was placed less than five meters away from the red coral, and the red coral seemed to be a little bit redder with moonlight. A hint of coquettish.

Emperor Song Cheng stopped, frowning slightly, he knew the effectiveness of the coral very well. Although it would be more effective to match the food, there was a bit of grudge in his heart.

Every time he came to the Yongshou Palace, Emperor Song Cheng would subconsciously avoid that place, fearing that he would inhale a little bit of medicine. When he went back to the Qing Palace, he would ask the imperial physician to ask for a pulse, just for peace of mind.

Jiang Wenya noticed that the footsteps behind him had stopped, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but when he turned back, he was full of doubts, "The emperor?"

Emperor Song Cheng's expression was a little stiff, "How did Ai Fei choose this place today? It is windy in the middle of the night to avoid the cold, so let's go to the inner hall for dinner."

Jiang Wenya suddenly said, "The emperor does not have to worry about his concubines. The moonlight is just right today. The red coral that the emperor gave to his concubines is extremely beautiful under the moonlight. The concubines want to appreciate it with the emperor."

Emperor Song Cheng didn't want to get too close to the coral, "I still wait for Concubine Ai to get better, I will..."

Before he finished his words, Jiang Wenya's expression was a little lonely. She stepped back, a little estranged and saluted, "Please atone for the emperor, but the concubine has overstepped it. You should not force the emperor to accompany the concubine."

Song Chengdi's forehead blue veins jumped straight, and some did not understand which Jiang Wenya was out.

Just listen to Jiang Wenya continuing, "If the emperor is annoyed by his concubines, he doesn't have to feel wronged to see his concubines."

"It's so nonsense, how can I annoy you." Song Chengdi looked helpless, pulled Jiang Wenya into his arms, but his heart became irritable again, but he had to hold him down.

Jiang Wenya resisted the nausea, raised her jade arms like white lotus roots, "gently" hammered Song Cheng a few times on the chest, and her mouth angered, "The court concubine is not compliant, but the court concubine heard that the emperor pardoned a daughter today. It was the girl who was so beautiful as a god, who entered the eyes of the emperor, and the emperor didn't want to pet his concubines anymore."

Emperor Song Cheng took Jiang Wenya's hand and let go, took a small step back, and coughed several times while clutching his chest, his face flushed.

Jiang Wenya didn't seem to know how much strength she had used, and her face was nervous, "The emperor is also caught in the wind and cold, pick lotus, and quickly pass the doctor."

Emperor Song Cheng waved his hand, "No, I'm fine."

Jiang Wenya's eyes overflowed with a smile, and it quickly dissipated, full of concern, "No matter how much the emperor cares about the government, he must also pay attention to his body."

Emperor Song Cheng was about to vomit a mouthful of blood. The few punches just now appeared to be a heavy object falling on his chest without any defense. He wanted to wonder if Jiang Wenya was deliberate, but he couldn't see a trace on Jiang Wenya's face. Fake, can only bite the bullet and endure it.

After this encounter, Emperor Song Cheng didn't care about red coral or red coral. He just wanted to go back to the Qing Palace after dinner, but he didn't want to spend more time with Jiang Wenya.

"Isn't Ai Concubine hungry? Quickly pass the meal." Emperor Song Cheng eased his breath and said immediately.

After some twists and turns, the two finally sat down and saw the dishes that came up, Song Chengdi's face turned green again, not for other reasons, just because these dishes are Jiang Wen Yaping's favorite food.

Emperor Song Cheng once ordered that as long as Jiang Wenya loves to eat, he would add something to it.

And every time the two had a meal together, Emperor Song Cheng only picked the dishes that Jiang Wenya didn't like, and sometimes gave Jiang Wenya some dishes, which really showed his affection.

And if the emperor went to other concubines, he would also give Jiang Wenya a favorite dish.

Jiang Wenya never thought about it at that time. The emperor could remember her likes. Her heart was as sweet as eating honey. Now it is ridiculous to think about it.

He was afraid that he hadn't eaten that day and died slowly, so he would always worry about it.

Jiang Wenya pretended not to see Emperor Song Cheng’s face, and served Emperor Song Cheng very well. He put a little bit of everything in each, looking forward to it, "The emperor will try it. This is what the concubines love to eat, and the emperor will definitely do it too. like."

Emperor Song Cheng didn't know how to set the chopsticks for a while, his face was stiff, and he hurriedly found a reason, "I used a lot of pastries in the afternoon, and I really can't eat it anymore. Concubine Ai will eat first, and I will watch you eat it."

"Why does the emperor always push three and four things today? If you don't like the concubine, you can tell the concubine directly that the concubine will never pester the emperor." Jiang Wen Yaqi cried, but there was no tear on her face.

Emperor Song Cheng also wanted to get up and leave, just for the sake of tactics in his heart, he could only squeeze out a smile, "Isn't it just to eat something, I will stay with you."

Speaking of Emperor Song Cheng picking up the dishes on the plate and sending it to the mouth, Jiang Wenya broke her tears into a smile, and then caught him a lot, "The emperor eat more."

Emperor Song Cheng gritted his teeth and made up his mind to call the imperial physician overnight when he went back.

After dinner, Jiang Wenya didn't eat a few bites, but Emperor Song Cheng used a lot.

"The emperor, this is the white fungus and lotus seed soup specially ordered by the concubine to stew in the small kitchen. Drink some digestion." Jiang Wenya smiled and stood up, took the dishes in Caihe's hand, and walked a few steps, but stepped on the skirt corner. The whole person's center of gravity was unstable and fell forward.

With a cry of exclamation, the dishes containing the hot soup in her hand fell towards the middle of Song Chengdi's legs.

The hot feeling spread to the skin through the clothes, causing Emperor Song Cheng to stand up suddenly, his face from red to white.

Jiang Wenya wanted to stand firm by the edge of the table, but she miscalculated her own strength, and she turned the pear wood table unsteadily on her grasp.

There were uncleaned plates on the table, and the leftovers splashed on Emperor Song Cheng. He didn't care about the heat, and he stepped back and was hit by the edge of the table.

Suddenly there was a turmoil in the outer hall. If it weren't for the current situation, Jiang Wenya would almost laugh at his embarrassed appearance.

The back of Emperor Song Cheng was smashed so badly. You must know that Li Huamu is not light, he can no longer maintain the same mask, and his face is a little horribly twisted because of pain.

"Jiang Wenya!" With the help of the eunuch's court lady, Emperor Song Cheng who finally rescued his feet gritted his teeth and shouted angrily.

Jiang Wenya seemed to be greatly frightened, her complexion pale, and she fainted as soon as she rolled her eyelids. Before she fainted, she looked at her position and fell to Caihe so that Caihe could catch herself in time.

After another panic, Jiang Wenya, who was "unconscious", lay on the bed with her eyes closed, listening to the violent drink from the outer hall, she smiled sincerely.

This just recovered a little bit of interest, and the fun is still to come.

Let’s not talk about how Emperor Song Cheng returned to the Qing Palace. When the emperor came to treat him, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He stared at the gray-haired old doctor who was kneeling down below. Emperor Song Cheng gritted his teeth and said. , "Do you want me to take off my clothes and show you that place?"

You should know that Emperor Song Cheng never used eunuchs for those who took a shower on weekdays, and they were all small palace ladies who served on the side.

Looking at the folds on the old lady's face, if he touched that place, it would almost leave a shadow.

He didn't want the cold sweat of the old lady, but if the emperor's place was really scalded, it would not be him who would be the head of the hospital.

"The veteran must check to see if the severity is serious, and the burned area must be coated with ointment." The implication is that you have to take it off.

Emperor Song Cheng didn't know how he let the old hand that was dry like bark touch him, if it weren't for not being able to take a bath, he would almost have to soak for two hours.

He knew that the old lady had the same idea as him. After returning to the hospital, the old lady washed his hands several times and rubbed them red. He didn't expect that as a man, he would face that place one day, and that person would still be the emperor.

Thinking of going to change the dressing tomorrow, the old lady sighed again and again.

When Jiang Wenya burned Emperor Song Cheng, she didn't expect to have such a show. If she knew it, she would be even more happy.

In the Xuanping Hou Mansion, Tang Lihua didn't know that her granddaughter was able to do so. She was discussing something with the Huang family.

"Is the ancestor want me to buy a few mountains at my hometown in Junyang?" Huang's face was surprised.

Tang Lihua nodded, "Choose a remote place, it's best to be uninhabited."

Huang Shi couldn't understand even more, and her mother-in-law's words made her confused.

Tang Lihua still didn't want to explain to her, "Just do it, remember that the less people know about it, the better."

After the instruction, Tang Lihua asked about other things when he saw Huang's response, "Can there be news from Lord Hou?"

Huang smiled, "Master Hou explained that it was a day off, and he will return to his home then."

Tang Lihua is satisfied. Some things must be made by this son.

At noon on the second day, after waiting for Xuanpinghou for a long time, Tang Lihua announced the start of the meal, and the food had just been put on the table.

I saw a man with a height of eight feet, a man in the wind and dust, in a military uniform with a big sword on his waist, walking over.

Seeing Tang Lihua and Huang's family, the man laughed, "The child has seen his mother, and hasn't seen him in two months, how good is the mother?"

Tang Lihua gave him a white look, "You still know how to come back, I'm still Hou Ye and forgot that he still has a home, and forgot the old mother, wife and children in the house."

The man touched his nose in embarrassment, knowing that he was in the wrong, and was busy to please him, "Where is the mother, and the child is fighting hard and defending the country, it is to beg the mother and wife and children to live a safe and worry-free life."

He said this sincerely, but Tang Lihua was embarrassed to say anything to him, "Go and wash yourself before you eat."

"Good." Xuan Pinghou took off his waist knife, threw it to the guard behind him, and strode back to the backyard.

Huang also hurriedly stood up, "Old ancestors, I will prepare hot water for my husband."

Tang Lihua waved her hand, "Go ahead."

Half a quarter of an hour later, Xuan Pinghou had finished freshening up and put on his home-style clothes, and the three of them could eat well.

Xuan Pinghou looked at the other empty places, frowned, and threw the chopsticks in his hand, "Where are the two bastards."

Tang Lihua hadn't heard of his actions, but Huang was taken aback. After peeking at her mother-in-law's wink, Huang explained in a low voice.

Xuan Pinghou's eyes got brighter and brighter as he listened, and finally he laughed directly with his palms, "Okay, well done, it should have been like this long ago."

The Huang family was a bit speechless. Originally, she thought that her husband could plead for the two sons after hearing this, but she forgot that this father was the most severe one to her sons on weekdays.

Master Hou was **** off by her son and her mother-in-law protecting her son last time, and he has not returned for two months.

Thinking of this, Huang couldn't help holding his forehead, because he wanted to be worse.

Tang Lihua took a cold look and warned her overjoyed son, "Eat well."

Xuan Pinghou's affairs with his son finally had a happy time, and now naturally he will not refute the face of the old lady.

After a meal was finished safely, when people removed their bowls and chopsticks and served hot tea, Tang Lihua said, "In the past, we spoiled too much, so that the two boys were used to the way they are now. Get disciplined."

Xuan Pinghou nodded repeatedly as he listened to the old mother's words, "Mother is right. If I want to say, I should put the two little **** in the barracks and hone them, so that they will be polished."

Tang Lihua knew that this was a good way, but it didn't work now. If Jiang Qi and Jiang Lin really got better, it might cause the male protagonist to be wary, this is not the time yet.

Although Xuanping Hou's Mansion is difficult to be shaken now, the hero is the emperor in the end.

"No hurry, let me teach at home for a while." Although throwing into the barracks will not work, Tang Lihua feels that it is not impossible to do it herself.

Sometimes there is a certain truth in saying that there is a dutiful son under the stick. Xiang Jiang Qi and Jiang Lin are not children anymore, and they are both very skinny men. It's really impossible. Tang Lihua doesn't mind using such a method.

It has not been a few years since the Xuanping Hou Mansion was destroyed, and Tang Lihua didn't have the patience to wait for the two people to slowly correct it.

Xuan Pinghou didn't know the thoughts in the old mother's heart. He thought that she was moved with compassion again, and he was reluctant to bear the hardship of the two boys, and became helpless.

Tang Lihua saw his thoughts at a glance, "Don't worry, now is not the time for them to mess around."

In a word, Huang and Xuanping Hou were both stunned, and Huang was even more upset about the fact that his mother-in-law asked herself to buy mountains before.

Don't look at Xuan Pinghou's appearance as a rough man, but when he leads soldiers in battle, he has never lost a battle, and he is not a simple-minded man with well-developed limbs.

Xuan Pinghou frowned, "What does mother mean?"

Tang Lihua backed off all her servants, and waited for only three of them to be left in the house before slowly talking about Jiang Wenya.

Xuan Pinghou was full of anger, palm down, and the wooden table was chopped in half, "It's really good. I worked so hard to fight for him, but he wants to treat my house like this and treat me like this. "

Huang cried more deeply for her daughter, "My poor daughter, who has suffered so much, you must be the master for our daughter."

Xuan Pinghou was also very uncomfortable. Thinking of the girl’s departure, his heart became a ball, "No, I'm going to take the girl back to the house."

Huang also stood up, tucked the veil around his waist, his face was decisive, "I am with Hou Ye."

Tang Lihua twitched her forehead, "Sit down for me. Let's not talk about whether to break into the palace to bring people back, just say you think that according to Ya'er's temperament, she will just come back with you like this?"

Xuan Pinghou thought of her daughter's similar temperament, and suddenly sat back somewhat depressed.

Huang is the same, but she is anxious, "That can't let the girl stay there like this, the red coral and medicine are fatal."

Tang Lihua knew that they were in a hurry and did not sell her. "Don't worry, you all know Ya'er's mind. She was deceived before, but now she knows everything. She will not suffer."

Both Xuanpinghou and Huang nodded when they heard, this girl is their pride.

"I am calling you back this time because I want you to find a doctor with superb medical skills, preferably a woman, so that I can send her to the palace. I can rest assured with such a person there," Tang Lihua continued.

A person appeared in Xuan Pinghou's mind immediately, "Mother, there is a girl with superb medical skills in our barracks. She is under the tutelage of Yao Wanggu. I have rescued her parents, so please ask her for help."

Tang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. This was her most concerned issue.

"That's fine, it's better to find people sooner, send them to the palace earlier, and heal Ya'er earlier."

Xuan Pinghou couldn't wait a moment for the life of a girl, but he guilty and drove back to the barracks.

Tang Lihua didn't stop it either, other things were fine after a while, the most important thing was Jiang Wenya's body.

It was getting dark before Xuan Pinghou brought the little girl. She looked thin and weak, but her eyes were particularly clear. Tang Lihua also noticed that her hands were exceptionally white and looked like they were carefully treated daily.

Xuan Pinghou awkwardly explained to his old mother, "Mother, I didn't know in advance. Although this girl came out of the Medicine King Valley, she learned about poison."

Tang Lihua was also a little surprised, and then she changed her mind and laughed, "If you can poison people, you can save them. Wen Ya will bother the girl."

The little girl was more surprised than her, with a sweet smile on her face, "The old lady is still knowledgeable."

It was negotiated and decided to send the person to the palace tomorrow.

The plot of the novel finally unfolded. Ning Guoguo carefully avoided the guards of the palace gate, and it took nearly an hour to arrive at a secluded palace without any risk.

Looking at the plaque on the palace, Ning Guoguo's eyes lit up, that's it!

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