The face-slapping madman who lives in the cold palace

When Zhu Hen woke up, his whole body was weak and sore, as if he had exhausted his whole life.Eyes opened and closed again, in a trance, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Through a thin layer of green gauze curtain, I saw a tall figure bent over and teasing a ball of white and soft things.The little thing seems to be very happy, it keeps babbling non-stop, and its calves are still kicking and kicking, very energetic.

The figure was slapped on the face several times, and smiled very brightly.Thinking about it carefully, the voice is still a bit familiar, if it can be lowered, it still looks like the voice that has been whispering in the ear before.

Zhu Hen's eyes turned red, and he immediately got wet. He opened his mouth and made a sound. "Hold me and have a look."

The voice was hoarse and a little muffled.The figure who was still smiling just froze obviously, only the child was still giggling without noticing it.

Zhu Hen watched the figure clumsily pick up the child, looked at the top several times, but couldn't look at the bottom, and supported the bottom, but the top fell limply again.He almost rolled off the bed in shock.

It was only two steps away, but the figure holding the child kept dawdling. The child seemed uncomfortable being held, and cried with his mouth pursed, with an astonishingly loud voice.

The tall figure was flustered again, and then he opened the green gauze curtain little by little, and carried the child inside.

The child is very healthy, except that his head is obviously smaller, his eyes are dark, big and energetic, the tip of the eye is raised, and the tail of the eye is slightly hanging down. Such a pair of black and white eyes are full of innocence no matter how you look at them.

Zhu Hen thought to himself, if he grows more, if he is taught well, he should be able to calm down with just one look, but unfortunately his lips are not like his, they look thinner, and people with such lips are usually indifferent in terms of appearance.But he was still very happy, laughing and crying at the child.

Just raised his head, looked at Imakami, who was pretending to be calm, when his eyes fell on Imakami's lips, his whole body shivered, and his expression gradually froze.

Seeing Zhu Hen like this, Shaodong turned sideways subconsciously, gradually loosened the fingers that were still holding the child's hand, and silently exited the green gauze curtain, stuffed the lifted part, and finally turned and left with heavy steps.

As soon as he left, the attendants who were waiting outside rushed in with their things, serving Zhu Hen's meal and feeding the child.

From just now to now, Zhu Hen's whole person was not quite right, all the attendants lowered their gazes, and after serving in a proper manner, they gently carried the baby back to the cradle.

Zhu Hen pressed his head and tried to recall everything, but couldn't remember anything.His memory told him that the time Xindi and Gu Lin came together was the first time they met.

But everything that went wrong started from then on.

Talkativeness is taboo in the palace, as an imperial physician, the old man with a painted face always mentions to him the great achievements of the new emperor, his affection for the Empress Yuan is as deep as the sea, and he can even talk about his handsome appearance for several days.At that time, he thought that the old man with a colorful face was trying to dissuade him from wanting to take revenge on the new emperor, but now it seems that he is warning him.

He didn't have much impression of his sister, and it should be the first time he met her. He could feel her sister's very contradictory thoughts. While being provocative, there was also a deep fear hidden.

If what she said was not unreasonable, but just afraid of losing, then it was really a reason.

As for all the actions of the new emperor... Zhu Hen couldn't think about it anymore.He had seen it clearly before, and he was sure that he bit the new emperor's mouth.If it was a brother-in-law who had nothing to do with him, and he was jealous and hostile, he would have been kind without making a move, not to mention that when he was in pain and mad, he didn't use a cloth towel but blocked him with his mouth, and he didn't care if he was bitten and full of wounds.

Don't tell him that the new emperor is a bad guy, and don't say that he is a sex monster. No one would want to occupy a weird man who is about to give birth.

Now he is alive, and the child is also alive and kicking... just owed the new emperor two lives inexplicably, and there are still things that are unclear.He stared straight at the tightly covered green gauze curtain, not knowing what to do next.

Maybe it is really like what my sister said before, take the child and leave here, no matter what the past is, and no matter what entanglements, since he was pulled down from the position of prince, changed the dynasty, and changed the generation, everything in the palace has changed. It should have nothing to do with him.

Moreover, he really couldn't do it as a person who would rob his sister of a man, no matter how unique that man was.

Thinking of this, Zhu Hen's mind lightened, he smiled again, rubbed his fingertips on the child's chubby wrist, and said to himself: "What should I name it, your father has a majestic lynx The lynx is called Xiao Jiaojiao, how about you be called Xiao Zhuangzhuang?”

"Shao Zhen"

The man's low voice came to Zhu Hen's ears clearly through the green gauze curtain, Zhu Hen trembled all over, he didn't dare to raise his head, and he didn't answer.

But Shao Dong who spoke didn't seem to intend to let him go, he repeated it again, firmly and forcefully.

"Shao Zhen, his name is Shao Zhen, the eldest son of Gu, the little prince."

The scar that was so directly pierced was ashamed and most feared at the same time. He clenched his teeth, held back the pain, and tried to sit up from the bed.

The light in Shaodong's eyes gradually goes out, and he looks coldly at the old man with painted face.

The painted-faced old man trembled, and hurried over, persuading him in every possible way, even bluffing and deceiving him, and finally he coaxed the person to lie down and let him administer the needles, and he had to keep making sure that he would recover soon.

Shaodong waited for Zhu Hen to fall into a deep sleep before he walked over, without opening the curtain, just looking at it without blinking his eyes, and his body remained motionless.It took a long time before he sighed tiredly, sat on the ground leaning on his feet, squinting his eyes and dozing off.

In fact, he has never left since Zhu Hen was born.I also received a special message from Luanhe Palace, saying that the Empress Yuan had given birth for two days and three nights, and the new emperor felt sorry for the Empress Yuan, so he would stop court for three days...

Shaodong knew that it was Zhu Qing who was forcing him to hand over the child, and several groups of court ladies had come before, if he hadn't stayed here all the time, Zhu Qing would have made a show of snatching the child.

According to the original agreement, the promise should indeed be fulfilled, but he really didn't dare to just give the child to Zhu Qing. This was forcing him to turn against Zhu Hen, a real turn against him.

Zhu Hen is a person who attaches great importance to feelings, success and failure are also here. He can give up the throne for his sister and the person he has loved for ten years, and he will also fight for everything for his children.Maybe he didn't care much about the throne, once he got it, he had fulfilled the filial piety of the descendants of the Shao family, but Zhu Hen couldn't, he didn't think he could lose it again at this point.

Zhu Hen couldn't make him give up when he was struggling on the verge of death, let alone this time.

He doesn't know how strong a person's feelings can be, how long they can last.When he was still a prince, he was just a child born to an inconspicuous court lady. Without the support of his mother's family, he struggled to survive in the midst of the rivalry among the princes, and his life was worse than that of a low-level court lady.It was precisely because of his identity that he escaped with his life, and what he saw along the way was completely beyond what he could bear.

He experienced the plague when he was only three years old, and everyone died. The people who took them in the village, the officials who escorted them, and his guards and maids all died.At the age of five, he pretended to be a refugee, and went east all the way, experienced abduction, natural disasters*, and only arrived in Kyoto three years ago.

The first thing I saw was not the prosperity of Kyoto, but the reckless and laughable Zhu Hen.He doesn't believe that there are emotions between people other than interests. No matter whether Zhu Chen treats him well or not, he just looks on coldly, and it has become a habit to watch on the sidelines.

He also knew that in the past ten years, Zhu Hen liked him in women's clothing and the cold man. This kind of understanding made him secretly hate him. All kinds of favors.But he was counting the days in his heart, to see how long he could last, who would have expected that day after day, year after year, ten years in a blink of an eye.

This kind of time is enough for a child with gaping teeth to grow into a handsome, upright and open-minded prince. From then on, his world is colorful, and the world is as big as his heart is. A fake woman with a good face.

It is also enough to make him mistakenly think that his emotional world is calm, that's the only way.If he doesn't dislike Zhu Qing, then marry her. Maybe he won't feel that his heart is cold with that face.

Sure enough, when Zhu Hen learned about all his masks and purpose, he turned around and left without saying a word.He didn't have a chance to say anything more, so he deliberately trapped Zhu Hen in the cold palace. At least, the cold palace still belongs to the harem. Whenever he has the courage, he can take a look.

At this moment, Shaodong's personal attendant, Ji Li, stood at the porter's office, staring at it for a while, seeing Shaodong like this, he didn't want to disturb him, but the second prince who had just been buried...was snatched away by the queen's people This kind of thing can't be done if you don't say it, and you look extremely embarrassed.

Ji Li thought, the royal family is really too ruthless, even family affection is considered exhaustive, if it could be said earlier, the second prince would not be suffocated to death in his stomach without even seeing Tian Shi...

It's also fortunate that the eldest prince is fine, and the prince of the previous dynasty is fine, otherwise the master would be really angry, and the queen would be a fart!

Ji Li spat, but decided to talk about it, maybe he could snatch the second prince back.