The story of the rich and the young being tricked into farming

After returning from the palace to Prince Ning's mansion this time, the axis in King Ning's mind seemed to have finally turned around, but he didn't say anything about letting Ye Xiaozhou go back to the dungeon.

But after all, the two of them have hurt their muscles and bones. If they sleep on the same bed now, everyone's heart will be twisted.

When the carriage stopped, Jing Min said to Ye Xiaozhou nonchalantly: "As long as you don't step out of this courtyard, you can live wherever you want."

Ye Xiaozhou hasn't received his father's letter yet, and he still has a skeptical attitude towards Jing Min. Hearing what King Ning said, he doesn't have a big reaction.

Knowing that Ye Hongfang might not die, and that they might see each other again, Ye Xiaozhou didn't want to die so much, and there was still a long way to go.

He leaned over and got out of the carriage, before Zhilan came to help him, he kicked the carriage.

King Ning frowned slightly inside, and couldn't understand Ye Xiaozhou's rough hands and feet. When Han Xiuping entered the carriage to move his carriage, he suddenly heard King Ning muttering slightly sadly: "I just moved the tire yesterday." Qi, I don't know how to be more careful today..."

"If the prince is worried, why not talk to the concubine in person." Han Xiuping said with a suppressed smile.

"Who's worried about him? It's his fault if he falls," Jing Min said with a cold face, and then he paused, and then said, "You can go to the kitchen for me later, the mending that I ordered them to make earlier If the soup is ready, deliver it to that person before he goes to bed, and let the servant who delivers the soup watch him drink it before leaving, lest he forget to drink it."

Han Xiuping couldn't hold it back, and let out a disrespectful laugh. Seeing that King Ning's face darkened, as if he was about to reward him again, he immediately stopped him, and said solemnly, "Observe."

When Ye Xiaozhou returned to the backyard, Chen Mengchu had already changed him into a new bedding.

"Master, are you back?" Seeing that Ye Xiaozhou didn't go back to the dungeon, Chen Mengchu felt a stone in his heart drop, "Seeing that the sun is very sunny today, the servant girl took the initiative to take the quilt of the young master to the yard." I went to dry it in the sun for an entire afternoon, and the young master must be comfortable under the cover at night."

Ye Xiaozhou muffled: "You have a heart."

Chen Mengchu always felt that ever since Ye Xiaozhou stayed in the dungeon, his whole body seemed to be contaminated by the rotten moisture there, as if he had changed into a different person, lifeless, without any vitality.

Although the three of them were nestled in a carriage and on the way to Pingjiang, she felt more than once that Ye Xiaozhou, who was three years older than her, was too naive, like a child.

But she still thinks that Ye Xiaozhou was good in the past. In fact, optimism is a very contagious emotion. During that time, like Ye Xiaozhou, she also felt that the future was worth looking forward to, and happiness seemed to be something within easy reach.

"How's the palace? Is it bigger? It's bigger than your house..." Chen Mengchu suddenly stopped talking at this point, and then changed the subject, "How is the emperor? Does it have horns on its head? Is there a dragon's tail under the robe?"

Ye Xiaozhou lowered his eyebrows and smiled: "What are you thinking? The emperor is just an ordinary person."

If there were no other people here, Chen Mengchu would have stepped forward and covered his mouth. No one would dare to say that the emperor is an ordinary person, even though he is no different from ordinary people.

But Ye Xiaozhou was also very happy to laugh at her: "Don't everyone say that the Son of Heaven is a real dragon?"

In the past, Ye Xiaozhou might have been skeptical about these words, but now that he has seen the so-called emperor, he feels that these words are simply made up to coax children.

"True dragons don't have so many bad intentions." Ye Xiaozhou muttered.

Ye Xiaozhou can guess most of what Jing Ling said those words for. He is not really stupid. If you like him, you will not fall into the scam he constructed.

He spoke in a low voice, but Chen Mengchu still heard it clearly, and she said with a smile: "Master, you really dare to say it."

"By the way," she said with a faint smile, "Today is the second day my cousin was sent to the other village to raise horses. In fact, I don't want to disturb you because of this matter. It's just that he After all, he came here with us, and I have seen King Ning's methods before, so I am a little worried..."

Ye Xiaozhou bit his lip.

Chen Mengchu's "come with us" was to remind him not to forget Cheng Xiaofeng's kindness to him, and he was afraid that he would just ignore Cheng Xiaofeng.

Ye Xiaozhou is not an ungrateful person, of course he has not forgotten about Cheng Xiaofeng.He escorted him all the way back to Ye Mansion, but he didn't receive anything in return. Now he accompanied him to Luojing, but he was sent to another village to raise horses.

But Ye Xiaozhou felt that even if he opened his mouth, he was just giving Jing Min a chance to humiliate him, and maybe he would feel that he was overreaching, wanted him to keep his father's life, and wanted to control more.

Moreover, Cheng Xiaofeng suffered a bit in Biezhuang, but at least it was not a matter of human life, so Ye Xiaozhou had selfish intentions, and wanted to wait for Ye Hongfang's personal letter before mentioning Cheng Xiaofeng's matter to Jing Min. In order not to irritate him inexplicably again, it will be over if he is unwilling to fulfill his promise.

"Wait a little longer," Ye Xiaozhou's voice was a little hoarse, "Tomorrow you go to my box to get some silver, and entrust a slave who can freely enter and leave the palace to send it to him. Endure hardship—and don’t forget to reward the house slave with some silver.”

Chen Mengchu nodded.

After speaking, Ye Xiaozhou entered the room, and Chen Mengchu followed behind him. He wanted to change the slightly heavy brocade robe for him, but Ye Xiaozhou refused.

"I'll do it myself," he said.

This is the first time in his life that it really came out of his own will, and he no longer wants to depend on others to live.

Ye Xiaozhou seems to have grown up overnight, he no longer just does what he thinks or does with his heart, but thinks about his own interests in advance.Because Ye Hongfang was no longer by his side, Jing Tianzhu was another scam, no one treated him like a child anymore.

But although it is said lightly, the clothes he wore today were unusual after all. They were layered on top of each other. Ye Xiaozhou clumsily untied the ribbon hidden inside, and he didn't stop until only the underwear was left. He got down and planned to fold the clothes that were thrown on the bed.

"Young master, don't be so brave." Chen Mengchu saw that Ye Xiaozhou was so confused that he couldn't stand it anymore, so he stopped him and said, "The servants will send it to the maids in the laundry later."

Ye Xiaozhou generously took a piece of uniform from Chen Mengchu, and after putting it on casually, he went to sit by the desk and pondered writing a letter to Ye Hongfang.

As soon as he sat down, Chen Mengchu put down the clothes at hand and came over to grind ink for him: "Who do you want to write to, young master?"

"My father."

Chen Mengchu was a little surprised: "Old Ye?"

Ye Xiaozhou bit the tip of the pen, still feeling uneasy, but the fact that Jing Min secretly tricked Ye Hongfang into escaping by feigning death was not clear, and he didn't dare to tell others easily, so he lied: "I miss him."

Without Ye Xiaozhou's elaboration, Chen Mengchu could justify himself: "I know that it's good for the young master to write down a piece of paper to express his thoughts, so he won't be so depressed."

After grinding the ink for Ye Xiaozhou, Chen Mengchu left with Ye Xiaozhou's changed clothes.

But not long after she left, there was a knock on the door outside the house.

"Come in." Ye Xiaozhou was biting his pen and thinking hard, but he only made a vague sound when he heard the sound.

He raised his head, and found that the person who came was one of the maids who often came to deliver meals. She was carrying a food box, and a layer of plush mattress was wrapped outside the food box, which should be used for heat preservation.

"Your Highness, this is a freshly made tonic soup, please drink it while it's hot."

In Ye Xiaozhou's eyes, the word "butang" means unpalatable, so he said perfunctorily, "Let's put that first."

The little maid put the velvet-wrapped food box on the corner of the table, and then stood there without moving.

Ye Xiaozhou caught a glimpse of the shadow at the corner of the table, and couldn't help but look up at the little maid with low eyebrows, and then the little maid explained: "Your Highness, the prince asked the servant to watch you drink before leaving."

Ye Xiaozhou: "..."

What kind of madness is Jing Min doing?

"How about this, you put the food box away, and I'll ask Mengchu to send it back to the kitchen after I finish drinking."

The little maid lowered her eyes and shook her head: "If I don't watch you finish drinking, the prince will not be able to explain it."

Ye Xiaozhou really didn't want to drink any tonic soup. Seeing that the little maid was really stubborn, he said softly, "Anyway, he can't see so far. As long as I don't tell, no one will know... right?"

The little servant girl still refused: "The empty box has to be brought to the prince for a look, and this is considered a job. The servant dare not lie to the prince. If His Highness doesn't want to drink now, the servant can wait."

Ye Xiaozhou muttered to himself: "What's wrong..."

Seeing that the little girl was standing here and not leaving, Ye Xiaozhou was not in the mood to write, so he had to compromise, and said with a little impatience in his tone: "Okay, okay, open it, and give me a bowl."

The moment the urn in the food box was opened, Ye Xiaozhou could smell the tangy smell of ginseng and slightly bitter Chinese medicine.

He couldn't help frowning, as much as he craved sweetness, he was afraid of bitterness, and wanted to run away when he smelled this bitterness.

But thinking that if she didn't drink it today, the little girl would stand by his bed and watch him sleep, so she pinched her nose and took a sip, only to find that the bitterness was not that strong. It is a bit of wolfberry and candied dates to neutralize the bitterness.

"Returning to Your Highness," the little maid suddenly said, "Your Highness knows that you are afraid of suffering, so he has repeatedly emphasized that the cook should put in something that does not destroy the medicine's properties and can neutralize the bitterness."

Ye Xiaozhou: ...

When did he ask?

After Ye Xiaozhou finally finished drinking the tonic soup, the little maid walked forward with the empty food box. When Han Xiuping saw her coming, he walked a few steps forward and asked in a low voice, "Drink all of this?" Is it over?"

The little maid nodded.

"Did you say what I taught you?" Han Xiuping asked.

"The maidservant has said everything, and if the concubine didn't ask, the maidservant insisted."

Han Xiuping smiled inexplicably, and praised: "You did a good job."

If King Ning knew that he deliberately hid all the things that Han Xiuping "kindly" found out for him, he would definitely be furious, and he would have to give him a hundred lashes himself to relieve his anger.

But Han Xiuping was very moved by himself, and smiled in a low voice to the bright moon hanging in the sky: "It's really me, Han Junling, who hides merit and fame so much."