Funing Hall

Zhao Cong was shocked when he saw the wound on Zhao Shiqi's face, and asked what it was.

Zhao Zongning bowed his head and confessed honestly that Zhao Cong was really angry as Zhao Shiqi said, so he told Zhao Zongning well.

Zhao Zongning said in a low voice: "Brother, Little Eleven told me about me yesterday, don't talk about me."

"Don't talk about you? If you don't talk about you, how can you have a long memory?!"

"Brother, don't be angry, I know I was wrong. Really."

"It's me who spoiled you!"

"elder brother……"

"The whip in your hand was given to you by me. I expect you to use it to protect yourself. You can beat anyone with the whip. When did I blame you? But how can you even beat your family?"

Zhao Zongning had never been reprimanded by Zhao Cong before, his eyes turned red, and he kept his mouth shut.

"I know I'm sad? You are Song Guobao Princess Ning, what is your identity? I don't use it for anything, and it depends on the sacrifice of the princess to make things happen? No matter how capable and powerful Yi Yu is, I will kill him at worst." No matter how serious it is, there are many ways for me to find other people. I was just thinking of the best one, why would I want you like this? The foreign envoys haven't left yet!"

"Brother, I really know I was wrong..."

"This time, you go back and spend a month in confinement in the Princess Mansion!"

"...Yes." Zhao Zongning burst into tears, it was the first time her brother had scolded her like this, and it was the first time he had punished her.

Zhao Shiqi took the handkerchief on the table and handed it to Zhao Zongning, persuading him, "Your Majesty, the princess knows she is wrong."

"You didn't come back last night because of this matter, you lied to me, what else can you say?!"

"……I was wrong."

Zhao Cong sat on the couch and was angry, Zhao Zongning made such an announcement yesterday, in the streets of the busy city, and in front of so many people, it might have spread outside.

He knows the truth that people's words are scary, but he can't order people not to say things like this, and arrest anyone who dares to say it?

People in Tokyo City like to hear these things the most. He doesn't need to think about it, he also knows that Yi Yu is probably Zhao Zongning's son-in-law in the mouth of those people.

He looked at Zhao Zongning, who was crying in grief, and knew that he had frightened her, but if he didn't frighten her, it would be really serious in the future.He said in a deep voice: "You will go back later, and you are not allowed to come out this month. You are not allowed to go out and talk nonsense with others, and they should go out and walk less. When the limelight passes, people will forget about it. The matter of the son-in-law , it’s up to me, and I won’t allow myself to make random decisions.”

"Hmm..." Zhao Zongning was still crying.

"I think that Sun Zhuyun in your house is quite decent, and the Sun family has only one him, and one Sun Xiaoyu can still be seen. If you deal with such people, you can bring a dozen or so back to the princess mansion. No objection. After you go back, tell him to come to the palace in a few days, I have something to tell him."

"it is good……"

"Let's go back."

"Hmm..." Zhao Zongning saluted politely and turned to go out.

Zhao Shiqi whispered: "I'll take her back."

"Go back to the side hall of Funing Palace and contemplate the past behind closed doors! You are not allowed to come out without my permission!"

"……Yes."

Zhao Cong was really angry, he punished both of them once, and when he saw the honest appearance of the two of them with their heads down, he felt upset and waved them to leave quickly.

Zhao Zongning and Zhao Shiqi, who share the same destiny, walked out of the Chongzheng Hall together with their heads bowed.

Zhao Zongning twitched and said, "You are very loyal today, I will remember."

"...you'd better go back quickly." Seeing that she was in danger of protecting herself and still thinking about him, Zhao Shiqi wanted to laugh.He also hoped that Zhao Zongning in this life could continue to be so innocent, and never have to be stained with the blood and conspiracy of his previous life.

Zhao Zongning nodded, supported Che Xia, and went home with his head bowed.

Zhao Shiqi also honestly went back to the side hall of Funing Hall to contemplate behind closed doors.

It's just that Zhao Zongning got into the carriage, still thinking about Zhao Shiqi's clothes.Ladies, no matter how uncomfortable it is, even with Zhao Zongning's temperament, he still remembers to look good.She asked Che Xia to ask, and before she could return to the Princess Mansion, Che Xia came back.

Che Xia got into the carriage, looked at Zhao Zongning who was tired from crying and had red and swollen eyes, and whispered, "Princess, Yan Mo said that Lang Jun's body and purse today were made by a young lady!"

Even though Zhao Zongning's eyes were swollen, they still glowed immediately, and asked urgently, "Who is it?!"

"Yi Mo doesn't know who it is. Since March, things have been sent to their house. Mr. Eleventh, everyone wants to curry favor. There are many gift lists in the house every day. I really don't know who sent them. There is a surname on the gift list, but it is unknown, and Yan Mo also wants to check. This clothes and purse were delivered recently."

"It must be a little lady who has secretly taken a fancy to Little Eleven!"

"Yes!"

Zhao Zongning didn't feel sad immediately, and said excitedly: "That little lady is really good at craftsmanship, look at how beautiful that dress is, I will help her find out who this person is! It doesn't take half a day, I can find out."

Che Xia hurriedly reminded: "Princess, you forgot, His Majesty forbids us to go out..."

Zhao Zongning curled his lips and sat back down again: "I see, then we can only wait another month."

"Those who have the guts to please the Eleventh Prince and even give them gifts must have extraordinary family backgrounds. It's just because of shyness that they give them in such a secret way. After one month, the princess will find out and tell His Majesty."

"Yes! Then I will marry a wife for him!"

Yi Yu didn't want to enter the palace at first, but the fact that the princess asked him to be her son-in-law had spread widely.Those real people who will be the prisoner are afraid that if he becomes a son-in-law, he will not be able to display his abilities, so they must drag him into the palace.He couldn't offend these people, so he had to enter the palace together.

Besides, he didn't want to be a son-in-law either, so he was very worried.If Princess Baoning really wanted him to be her consort, what would he do?Even if he has the ability to reach the sky, he can't compete with the imperial power on the face of it.He also wanted to enter the palace to see what His Majesty had in mind.

A few of them went to Chongzheng Hall to meet His Majesty.

When Zhao Cong saw Yi Yu, he felt unhappy.

After reporting some important matters to the prisoner, Zhao Cong picked up the teacup and signaled them to leave.

One of them was the most stubborn and reckless, he stood up very bravely, and said with a serious look: "Your Majesty, recently there have been rumors in Beijing that Princess Baoning wants Yi Yu, and Lord Yi to be a consort. This matter really needs to be discussed. Lord Yi is very interested." Talent and learning, if you become a son-in-law—"

He just started to speak when Zhao Cong suddenly dropped the teacup to the ground.

"Crack—wow—"

Very loud.

Yi Yutou reacted immediately, and immediately knelt down on the ground, his heart was pounding.He really didn't expect that the people who will serve as prisons are so courageous!He really thought that they came in to test His Majesty's tone and intentions, how did he expect them to dare to ask directly?I didn't expect him to dare to speak so directly!

Most of the time, Zhao Cong showed his gentleness to others. There were a few times, because of some things, some people said that the official was pretending to be violent, but soon there were other things to break these rumors.

The reason why those who will be in prison dare to speak like this is because the officials have always indulged them to be honest, capable, and not spend their time thinking.

But no matter how extravagant he is, how can Zhao Cong not be angry when he says such a thing?

No matter how capable Yi Yu is, how can he dislike the princess?

Zhao Cong was so angry, no matter how bad his sister was, it was not the turn of these people to dislike her!His younger sister wanted Yi Yu to be her son-in-law, it was to give him face, how dare he dislike him? !

The moment the teacup he dropped broke, the hot water exploded, and the water droplets splashed on the hem of the clothes of those people.

Yi Yu knelt very loudly, and the rest of them came back to their senses and knelt down too.But they obviously haven't fully come to their senses, this is the first time they have seen such His Majesty.

Zhao Cong was already annoyed by Xiao Shiyi and his sister, but within an hour, he was even angrier when he encountered such a thing again.

He said in a deep voice: "It's not up to you to discuss the matter of Princess Baoning. I condone you because of your abilities. You should also know how to measure yourself. After all, the most important thing in the world is capable people. "

"..." There was silence below.

"Get out of here."

Before they could react, Yi Yu did react quickly, but he didn't dare to get up first, he always felt that His Majesty was staring at him, his eyes were terrifying.

Zhao Cong did stare at him.

Zhao Cong has already murdered Yi Yu.Raising these officials with very different personalities, whether it is disturbing the court, quarreling, or even fighting in the Chuigong Palace, as long as they are not in line, he is willing to condone.After all, the court is like a pond, there can't be only one kind of fish, there must always be crabs walking sideways like this, and there must be small fry that are swallowed as soon as they are born.

This is the law of nature. If you want to use the law, you must first obey the law.

But the premise is that everything is under his control.

He hated these aquatic plants that suddenly grew out of the water uncontrollably.

Zhao Cong slowly looked back, and said to Fu Lu: "Throw them out, and they are not allowed to enter the palace to see me for ten days."

"...Yes." Fu Lu cautiously went out to call the guards.

Before the guards came in, all the officials below stood up and didn't dare to speak any more. His Majesty said "Get out" for the first time.Those bold people who will be the prisoner rarely felt a little fear, and retreated one after another.

Yi Yu's heart beat faster.

Your Majesty is really admirable, but the gentle man has such a momentum that he has to look up to him.

It's just that he seems self-defeating.

To provoke His Majesty like this, His Majesty seems to really want to send him to the Princess Mansion to be a son-in-law.It's just that he is full of ambitions, how can he give up like this?

Fortunately, he is still the only one who knows how to print.He thought to himself, the prescription of the medicine must not be disclosed, and the determination can only be firmly in his own hands.One day with this prescription, His Majesty will not deal with him.

As for the close servant who knows?Yi Yu's eyes darkened.

After Zhao Cong finished his work, he returned to Funing Hall, stood at the gate of the hall for a long time, and then resolutely went to the main hall.

Rantao walked up to him, took off his hat, changed his clothes, and washed his hands, cautiously, hesitating to speak.

"Say something."

"Well... Mr. Lang didn't eat lunch."

Zhao Cong's hand paused: "Let him go hungry."

"Your Majesty, I heard that you were punished together with the princess and the lord?" Rantao didn't follow to the Chongzheng Hall, so he didn't know the specific situation.

"Both are terrible, one acts recklessly, and the other joins forces to deceive me! Let them go hungry!"

"...Yes." Rantao didn't dare to persuade any more, and lowered his head to pour tea for Zhao Cong.

For dinner, Zhao Shiqi is useless.

Rantao hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to speak or not.Thinking of His Majesty's rare appearance of being so angry, after all, he didn't.

Zhao Cong was leaning on the couch reading a book, holding a porcelain pillow in his arms.When he saw that it was about the same time, the candle flickered, he put down the book and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost the end of the hour."

"Go to sleep." Zhao Cong put down the porcelain pillow, got on the bed, stepped on his boots casually, and walked to the bed.Seeing that he didn't ask about Mr. Xiao Lang, Rantao knew that he was really angry!She didn't dare to say more, waited for His Majesty to rest, covered the curtain, and took away the two candlesticks.

Your Majesty rested on this side, but the other side hasn't eaten all day.

Rantao sighed and walked towards the side hall, Chaxi saw her coming and said bitterly, "Sister, you are here."

"have you eaten?"

"No, oh."

"I'll go in and persuade him." Rantao walked in and persuaded through the door, "Mr. Lang, you should eat something at least. If you don't eat, you will hurt your body. Your Majesty is the one who is worried."

I don't talk inside.

Rantao persuaded again: "Why do you hurt yourself like this? You—" She paused, she saw the shadow on the door, she turned her head, and His Majesty was standing behind her with a cold face.

She lowered her head guiltily, and Zhao Cong waved his hand, telling her to get out of the way.

She stepped aside and Zhao Cong walked to the door.

There was really no way, he was very angry, but he kept thinking about it, but after taking a look, he couldn't fall asleep.

Zhao Shiqi didn't expect that His Majesty was really angry. He didn't eat for a day and he couldn't pretend to be pitiful. He was quite disheartened and indeed hungry.He didn't have the energy to respond to what Rantao said.

It's just that Rantao was talking, but suddenly he stopped. He raised his eyes and saw the shadow on the door.

As soon as he rolled his eyes, he immediately lay down on the ground and said softly, "I did something wrong, and His Majesty is angry with me."

There was no response from outside.

He said again: "It's all because I'm ignorant, I won't dare to do it again next time, Sister Rantao, you go, leave me alone, I deserve it, I—"

"Squeaky—" Zhao Cong stretched out his hand to push open the door, stood in front of the door, and said coldly, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful?"

"Your Majesty?!" Zhao Shiqi pretended to be extremely surprised, turning over and about to get up.

Zhao Cong sneered.

Zhao Shiqi failed to get up and lay down again.

"Okay, stop pretending."

Zhao Shiqi was really pretending at first, but suddenly there was a cramping pain in his stomach, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, his hands hugged his stomach involuntarily, and he bent over.

"Stop pretending to me." Zhao Cong said again.

Zhao Shiqi almost rolled in pain.

Only then did Zhao Cong feel that something was wrong, Ran Tao frightened: "Your Majesty, it seems that it's not an act..."

Zhao Cong stepped forward and knelt down, and then he saw Zhao Shiqi's pale face clearly by the candlelight, and said in a panic, "Quick, hurry up and call the imperial doctor!"

When Doctor Bai came, Zhao Shiqi had already been carried to the bed, and he was curled up in pain on the bed.Zhao Cong sat by the bed and almost didn't cry. Seeing this posture, Doctor Bai knew that he was going to be scolded again.He was experienced, so he stopped saluting, and immediately stepped forward to feel his pulse, looked at Zhao Shiqi's face and eyes, and then reached out to touch Zhao Shiqi's stomach.

When he touched Zhao Shiqi's stomach, Zhao Shiqi let out a "hiss" in pain.

"Be careful!" Zhao Cong said angrily.

Doctor Bai knew it well, knelt down on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask the servants around you."

"Say it!"

"What did Lang Jun eat today?"

Zhao Cong looked at Rantao, and Rantao said, "Lang Jun didn't eat anything today..."

Zhao Cong said in shock: "Didn't you eat dinner?!"

Ran Tao shook his head.

"Your Majesty, the lord is so hungry that his stomach hurts. It is hot in summer, and the lord has always been hot. There is so much ice in the room, but he hasn't eaten for another day. I just heard from Rantao that the official said, You have been lying on the ground for a long time, it was hot and cold, and that's it... But don't worry, Your Majesty, I will write a prescription, take medicine, and drink some porridge, and you will be fine tomorrow."

"Go, go."

Stomach pain is fatal, Zhao Cong had irregular diet in his previous life and often suffered from pain.He really understood the pain, he looked at Zhao Shiqi who was sweating profusely, his heart ached so badly, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Shiqi's hand, his face was only impatient.

Zhao Shiqi was in so much pain that he couldn't speak until the medicine was ready and he drank a bowl. After an hour, the pain subsided a bit.Only then could he stretch out his body, covered in sweat, looked at Zhao Cong who was sitting by the bed and said, "Your Majesty, I really know I was wrong."

"do not talk."

Zhao Cong called Rantao: "Bring the bowl, Lord Fu Lang get up."

"Yes." Rantao helped Zhao Shiqi up.

Zhao Cong personally fed him the sticky millet porridge, but Zhao Shiqi refused to eat it, and said, "Your Majesty, I was wrong."

Zhao Cong felt distressed, but still angry.Still unwilling to eat well for this sake, Zhao Cong threw the spoon into the bowl, and the porcelain collided with a crisp sound.

Zhao Shiqi was dumbfounded, and immediately said: "Zongbao, I was wrong, I will eat."

Rantao and the others hurriedly lowered their heads and led the others out, as if they hadn't heard.

"I'll eat, I'll eat by myself." Zhao Shiqi reached out to grab the bowl.

Zhao Cong held the bowl firmly.

"His Majesty--"

Only then did Zhao Cong look up at him, expressionless said: "For me, I only have you and Ningning, and I only trust you two. Strictly speaking, the safety of anyone else has nothing to do with me. Only you Two. I care about you so much, but you don't take good care of yourself, don't cherish yourself."

Zhao Shiqi sat up from the bed, knelt on the bed and said, "We both know we were wrong."

Zhao Cong let him hang out until the bowl in his hand became warm, then he said slowly, "Look up."

Zhao Shiqi raised his head, Zhao Cong handed the porcelain spoon to his mouth, and he obediently opened his mouth to swallow a mouthful of porridge.

"Will you be obedient in the future?" Zhao Cong fed another spoonful.

Zhao Shiqi swallowed a mouthful and nodded: "Be obedient."

"Will you still use bitter tricks in the future?" Feed a spoonful.

"No more." Take a spoonful.

"Will you still lie to me in the future?" Give me a spoonful.

"Don't lie." Take a spoonful.

Between questioning and answering, Zhao Cong ate up a bowl of porridge, and Zhao Shiqi ate up a bowl as well.Zhao Cong put the bowl aside, reached out to touch Zhao Shiqi's stomach, and said softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"Your Majesty—" Zhao Shiqi stretched out his hands and bent down to hug him aggrievedly.

"Ask you if it hurts?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhao Cong heaved a sigh of relief, and patted him on the shoulder: "Go wash your body, and go to bed soon."

"Will Your Majesty sleep with me?"

"Your confinement is not over yet! Sleep by yourself!"

"But my stomach hurts..."

Upon hearing this pitiful voice, Zhao Cong pushed him away, pinched his face, and said softly: "Go and wash, I will accompany you."

"His Majesty!"

"Speak softly, isn't your stomach hurting?"

"Yes……"

Zhao Cong called Rantao and others to come in. Zhao Shiqi was still kneeling on the bed and was about to get out of bed when Zhao Cong stretched out his hand to undress him.He straightened up obediently, opened his arms, and let Zhao Cong take them off for him.

Zhao Cong pulled off his belt, holding the purse in his hand, and he couldn't help saying: "Which embroiderer sewed it, she did a good job."

"do not know."

Zhao Cong took off his clothes again: "The material is soft and slippery, rare, is it a new material?"

Rantao glanced at it and said, "Looks like this weaving method is made of Yangzhou area." She thought to herself, and then went to the storeroom to take a look and pick out a few horses to make some clothes for His Majesty.

Zhao Cong nodded and didn't ask any more questions, it wasn't a big deal after all.He patted Zhao Shiqi's arm: "Go."

"Your Majesty, don't go, wait for me to come back."

"Go." Zhao Shiqi said to Jixiang and Jili again, "Help him well, don't soak for too long, his body is weak, and he will faint after soaking for a long time."

"Yes." The two of them agreed and went to wash his body with him.

Zhao Cong sighed and leaned on the bed.

Rantao persuaded: "Your Majesty, don't worry."

"One is more worried than the other, and the two of them know that they are a partner. You send someone to the princess mansion as soon as the palace gate opens tomorrow, and ask the princess if she has a good meal. You have to tell her that she must eat well no matter what, even if she is rejected. Locked up at home, you are not allowed to lose your temper and skip meals. Then tell her about Xiao Shiyi's stomachache and scare her."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Don't worry, don't worry."

After waiting for a long time, he came back with steam without worrying.

Zhao Cong let go of his worries, leaned on the bed and fell asleep lightly.

Zhao Shiqi raised his hand to dismiss everyone, he walked softly to the bedside, and looked down at Zhao Cong.

A face that he never gets tired of looking at, every time he looks at it, it gives him the amazing face he saw when he first saw it.Back then, he was lying here, opened his eyes, and saw 16-year-old Zhao Cong.

At this time, the same day, the same big red silk quilt, even the mandarin ducks are the same as before.

And Zhao Cong finally lay down on this bed.

When taking a bath, Zhao Shiqi, whose stomach pain was relieved, really dreamed about it.

At this moment, looking at Zhao Cong, who was made fairer by the red face, he felt nothing but peace of mind.He carefully picked up Zhao Cong, then laid it down flat, and spread out the quilt to cover Zhao Cong.He pulled down the curtain, turned on the bed, lay down next to Zhao Cong, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

The night of the two began quietly.

The author has something to say: There should be a small carriage below, I can't write it, I can make it up by myself...

In the middle of sleeping, His Majesty was worried about Xiao Shiyi's body, woke up, touched his stomach, but found that he hadn't slept yet, so... the big red quilt, black hair, vivid mandarin ducks and so on.