Long Xiao wipes Qingfeng

Jingyang Palace

Concubine Shen Gui poured a cup of tea for Shen Yu, and asked in a low voice, "Are you dead?"

Shen Yu shook his head.

Concubine Shen regretted: "Unfortunately, there will not be such a good opportunity next time."

Shen Yu said: "This time the arrangement is hasty, dangerous and risky, it is not easy to get out of the body, you have to give birth to a baby, I have already arranged it, it will not be too late to plan after you give birth, and the third prince can't do anything The storm is coming."

Shen Guifei stroked her stomach and said: "Listen to brother, but brother must protect himself, don't let His Majesty doubt."

Shen Yu said: "This matter was done cleanly, and no one was left alive. If Dali Temple can't find out, it will naturally become an unsolved case. When the time is right, just push a scapegoat out. It's a trivial matter, don't take it to heart. You In the palace, you should also pay attention to passing messages, and leave everything to Zhaoxing, remember, you can only trust her for things around you."

Concubine Shen Gui nodded, her meticulously drawn eyebrows and eyes were still as charming as a girl, but her brows were tightly frowned, a little uneasy.

Shen Yu said: "Don't act so hastily in the future. This time you can say that you miss your family and let His Majesty call me into the palace. If there are too many times, His Majesty will not be suspicious. Madam, stay away from your natal family so that both parties can be safe. If there is something to do, someone will tell your sister-in-law to come to the palace, saying that it is nothing but gossip, but your Majesty will take pity on you when you are pregnant."

Concubine Shen Gui agreed, and asked someone to pack the tea leaves from her palace for him to take with her, and then she asked Zhai Xing to send him out of the palace.

Another part of the palace, the residence of the prince, Chonghua Palace

Emperor Longde had only one remaining son, Xiao Gong, so the third prince lived alone in Chonghua Palace.

Xiao Gong was assassinated while hunting, and he was stabbed in the shoulder with a knife. It was not fatal, but after all, he was also a prince of gold and jade, and he passed out due to excessive blood loss. He just woke up at this time, lying weakly on the bed. Touching the wound, temporarily unable to move.

A woman in plain clothes and not bright jewelry was standing in front of his bed, slowly stirring the medicine bowl in her hand, waiting for the bitter medicine soup to be less hot before feeding it to Xiao Gong. The hall was empty, only a few The palace people have been sent out by her.

The woman was about 30 years old, but her face was haggard and tired. She was not even as young as Shen Guifei who was nearly forty years old. She was the birth mother of the third prince Xiao Gong, Chang Guiren.

It's ironic to say that she saved her son because she was not favored, but she didn't expect that he would be taken away abruptly in the end, and now such a thing happened again.

Chang Guiren fed the soup and medicine to Xiao Gong one by one, and then gently placed the medicine bowl on the small table. Looking at Xiao Gong's pale face, he still couldn't hold back his tears.

Xiao Gong hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, don't cry, I'm fine, I didn't hurt any vitals, I just looked scary."

Chang Gui said: "How do you say it's okay? How can you say it's okay when you are injured like this? I saw it when the imperial doctor changed the dressing just now. With such a deep gash, the third prince has suffered a great crime."

Now Xiao Gong is the son of Concubine Shen Gui, and it is disrespectful for Chang Guiren to even call his name, so he can only be called "Third Prince".

She cried: "It's the mother who doesn't live up to her expectations, she is not favored, and the prince is tired, and she can't support her by her side, and she has to suffer like this."

Xiao Gong laboriously raised his uninjured hand to wipe her tears, and said weakly: "Mother, don't blame yourself, this time the son himself was careless."

Chang Guiren stopped crying, looked at him and said: "Are you really careless? Concubine Shen is just about to become pregnant, and something happened to you. Is it because of my deep thoughts or the real thing? Tell me, but Concubine Shen Can't stand you anymore?"

Xiao Gong smiled wryly, "Even if she can't tolerate her son, he has no power to resist. The two of us, mother and son, are just relying on her."

Chang Gui was desperate and said: "What crime did I do in my previous life? In this life, I have been tortured like this, and my life is worse than ordinary people."

"Mother! Mother, don't talk about discouragement," Xiao Gong said: "We have struggled in the palace for many years, and all we ask for is survival. Mother is at ease, but there is a glimmer of hope, and my son will never give up."

Chang Gui said: "Third Prince, remember what you said, you must not accept your fate! Remember, ah." The medicine in her hand was also cold, and she could drink it.

She gave Xiao Gong the medicine by herself, and the mother and son said something else, and the maid outside started to move deliberately and make noises, and Chang Guiren knew it was time to go, "It's getting late, I beg Shen The noble concubine only agreed to let me see you for a while, I have to go, the third prince must take care of himself!"

Xiao Gong looked at her back and said: "Your nobleman, take care too, eat three meals a day, don't treat yourself badly."

When Chang Guiren's figure disappeared, he looked away, and a look of pain gradually appeared on his pale face, it was the incision of the knife that hurt.

Zhongfu, Xieyuxuan.

Xiao Jiu is making tea.

Because he was in the mansion, he only put on simple makeup, the blue silk was half combed and half draped, and he wore a white jade hairpin, and he was wearing a plain white dress, covered with the dragon silk specially provided in the palace, as faint as a cloud, In a trance, people can't tell the difference between men and women, and the hazy beauty is eye-catching.

He was skillful in his technique, warming the cup to wake up the tea and flowing water, and his slender and white hands were particularly beautiful. Zhong Shuo wiped Baipi while watching his focused expression, and he was in a daze before he knew it.

Xiao Jiu pushed a white jade cup in front of him, complaining quietly: "My son-in-law has not treated me as well as this sword."

started again.

Zhong Shuo put his sword back into its sheath, put Baipi away, and took a sip of tea, "In my heart, Your Highness is the most important thing."

"Nonsense, how do you prove it? You hold on to this sword all day, but you don't even look at me."

Zhong Shuo hesitated: "Give Baipi to Your Highness?"

Seeing his reluctance, Xiao Jiu secretly laughed, "What do I want your sword for? Well, if you wipe my back at night, I will forgive you."

Zhong Shuo, who didn't know what he did wrong, said without changing his face: "Yes, Your Highness."

"?!" Xiao Jiu couldn't believe it, shouldn't he hesitate to refuse, and then force himself in every possible way and finally succeed?What's the matter with the tone of accepting orders?Doesn't he, Yongmu Diji, deserve to be rejected? !

Xiao Jiu deeply comprehended the meaning of not cherishing easily.

He educated Zhong Shuo: "Beining, do you know what it means to refuse and welcome?"

Zhong Shuo closed the tea jar, "I think I should know about it."

Xiao Jiu said: "Do you know why there are three thousand emperors in the harem?"

"Ancestral etiquette?"

"No, it's just because he is a ninth-five-year-old who has everything he wants, so he doesn't know how to cherish what he has."

Zhong Shuo tentatively asked, "Your Highness wants to tell the minister...?" Ouchi's secret?

Xiao Jiu said solemnly: "That's right, I just wanted to tell you that in order to keep your favor, you should learn how to refuse and welcome, let me know that it's not easy, so that you can keep your favor and spoil the backyard of Yongmu Diji, Let future generations pass it on as a good talk, and attract others to praise it."

Zhong Shuo added tea for himself, looked at the translucent tea soup, and said, "Yes, Your Highness." He did not remind Xiao Jiu that he was the only one in his backyard, and he didn't think it would be a good story to spoil the backyard. Be touted by others.

"Then, follow the rules."

Zhong Shuo cooperated and refused, "No, I don't want to."

Xiao Jiu snorted, "I can't help you, if you want to stay by Bengong's side, you should learn to be low-key, to curry favor with Bengong, prosperity and wealth are at your fingertips, understand?", in order to save face for himself, he even used "This palace" calls itself.

Zhong Shuo seemed to be helpless, but in fact he was helpless, and said: "Yes, I understand, I will go to serve Your Highness at night, but I beg Your Highness not to abandon you." After speaking, he sprinkled a drop or two of tea to show that he was afraid to trembling.

Satisfied, Xiao Jiu returned to normal, and began to talk about business, "Shen Yu entered the palace today and conspired with Concubine Shen Gui. Xiao Gong just woke up, and his biological mother Chang Guiren went to visit him. The circles under my eyes were still red at the time, and I couldn't help but be surprised when people saw it. As the eldest sister, it's time to go see the third prince. The palace cares about the third brother."

Zhong Shuo said, "Do you want me to accompany Your Highness?"

Xiao Jiu: "Alright."

Zhong Shuo thought for a while: "It's just that the third prince is willing to play with us?"

"He has no way out. The brothers and sisters of the Shen family are crazy about the imperial power. Naturally, they have to build a bridge to pave the way for that lump of meat. They will never let him go. Although Xiao Gong is a bit stupid, he has been under the knee of Concubine Shen for so many years, and he has been under the fence. , will not understand her disposition, besides, the third prince Xiao Gong is a filial son, how can he let his mother feel sad? His mother's family is weak, and her ability is mediocre and not good at management. Looking at the palace, no one can do it except me. Helping him is like drowning, as long as the bamboo pole is handed over, it doesn't matter who is on the other end of the bamboo pole."

Zhong Shuo didn't know Xiao Gong's situation before, but now he heard it for the first time and couldn't help sighing: "In this way, the third prince is also a pitiful person."

Xiao Jiu lowered his head to rinse the teacup, his lowered eyes showed some indifference, "Who in this palace is not a poor person?"

The Emperor of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, the empress Jiang, the concubine who favored the harem, the nobleman who was not favored, and him, he sacrificed his life and lived in calculation and hatred every day for more than ten years after losing his mother. , No day is happy, dreaming back at midnight, it is full of scenes of mother and queen weeping blood, hoarse and exhausted.

Who is not pitiful?

He's just stronger.

However, after meeting Zhong Shuo, he could be pitied, no matter what he said, General Zhong would pamper him.

He was only happy when Zhong Shuo was by his side.

Xiao Jiu got angry when he saw Zhong Shuo's foolish appearance. An idiot who doesn't know the current affairs, he is stupid in practicing swords. He is so pitiful, so he should get more. Bath and change clothes for him...

Zhong Shuo said: "What your highness said is that the palace is deep, no one is pitiful." His highness must have been unhappy these years.

Xiao Jiu hurriedly said: "If you really feel that I am not easy, then treat me better, just give me a bath at night."

Zhong Shuo: "I personally think that this is not the way to treat His Highness well."

Xiao Jiu said nonsense: "To treat me well is to give me whatever I want. Now I want you to wait for your highness to take a bath, okay?"

Zhong Shuo: "Yes."

He shouldn't have sighed that sentence.

regret.