Crown Jewels

Chapter 87

"Surrounded by colorful auspicious clouds at birth, it heralds auspicious omens, and should be admired by all people in the world and rule the country of Yan."

The girl's eyebrows and eyes are still immature, her expression is full of pride, she imitates the appearance of an adult in a serious manner, and she has learned a bit of the tone of the storyteller in the market.

Princess Gong looked amused, but when she thought about what to say next, her eyes were straightened, and she pursed her lips as she thought about it.

"That's right!"

"Your father is as extraordinary as your aunt."

"Besides, he is the unique and unique person!"

Gu Baozhu's eyes were wide open, full of anticipation, waiting for Princess Gong's next words.

"As for Zhuzhu's father, compared to us ordinary people, he has one more finger on his feet, and he was born with six fingers."

Princess Gong relaxed her tone, looked at Xiao Baozhu's expression, and guided her emotions step by step.

The fingers in the sleeve curled up slightly, Gu Baozhu felt a little at a loss.

The father was born with six fingers!

Princess Gong's words seemed to be a thread that could wake up people's memories, but they were cut off as soon as they found some sources.

But inexplicably, all the dusty past events were reminded of her again in another form eight years later.

"Baby! Bead!"

Princess Gong frowned and looked at Gu Baozhu who was stunned, with worry in her eyes.

This girl has been stinky since she was a child, and she is used to looking at characters in heroic picture books.

Speaking of this, I don't know how she should react.

Thinking of this, Princess Gong felt a little regretful, and brought up this matter with Baozhu,
Princess Gong was just about to accept this, when she heard the girl's soft and crunchy voice, filled with admiration and admiration.

"Mother Concubine, this is the blessing of Zhuzhu and Concubine Mother!"

Xiao Baozhu's porcelain face was full of seriousness, but Prince Gong and Princess Gong didn't react.

Seeing this, Gu Baozhu was not annoyed, "Concubine Mu—"

"There was Jiang Dynasty, a great Confucian in the former Shu, who was born with six fingers."

"But he looks like Pan'an, and he writes a lot of good articles with a wonderful pen."

"Even if the strategy of governing the country and the country is put into practice today, my aunt still praises him as a great talent!"

Princess Gong was slightly stunned, staring at the villain in front of her, she couldn't think of it in her heart.

The little monkey who was used to eating, drinking and having fun by her father on weekdays can say such words.

So, her previous concerns...

Worrying for nothing?

The scene in front of him began to tremble, and Gu Baozhu became very anxious, and suddenly felt that Prince Gong and Princess Gong in front of him became blurred.

It seemed that this time was the real farewell to the concubine mother in her memory.

"Mother concubine!"

Gu Baozhu's slightly anxious voice sounded, she didn't want the concubine mother in front of her to worry.

"Father is favored by heaven, he is born different from others—"

"It is said that such a person is more able to protect the descendants of the family, keep the family house harmonious, and the husband and wife are equally concerned."

"so……"

"This is the blessing of Concubine Mu and Baozhu!"

Gu Baozhu's voice became weaker, and he wanted to see more clearly the face of his mother and concubine who didn't even want to stay in his dream, but the whole person seemed to have returned to the endless darkness.

"Princess, princess!"

Inside the house, Song Yan stood by the couch with heavy eyebrows, watching Gu Baozhu's still pale lips frown at some point.

This look, as if he was going through such a sad farewell in his sleep.

The young man stood by and patted the woman's back lightly, once and again, with a rare gentle force that was comforting.

Gu Baozhu felt that there seemed to be an extremely distant and vague voice coming from her ear.

She felt a little familiar, but she seemed to have forgotten who the owner of the voice was.

Just when she opened her eyes wide, trying to identify the source of the voice, suddenly, the voice disappeared like a broken line.

Gu Baozhu came to another scene in the dream.

Prince Gong's mansion is full of mourners.

The guests outside the mourning hall all came to the palace to express their condolences in plain clothes.

Wrapped in white cloth and plain clothes, the palace lost its usual vitality, and lost the warmth and order of the mistress.

Gu Baozhu stared blankly at the people coming and going inside and outside the palace, with a dazed expression.

This period of time was a day she deliberately avoided and did not want to recall.

It seemed that from the day her mother and concubine died of illness, the whole palace, including herself, was different.

She remembered that when she was still young, her father, queen, mother and concubine had a deep affection.

Therefore, when the mother died, the father and the king were unwilling to leave his hands to others, so he worked hard for days to send the mother and concubine away.

The father was also emaciated because of the hard work in those days.

Originally, the person who loves to laugh like that, who loves to sneak out with himself, and watch wild monkeys juggle, seems to be calm and restrained day and night.

But even so, no matter how busy those days were, every evening, he would put aside his work and come to her boudoir to play with her.

To appease her panic about losing her mother and concubine.

Memory, Gu Baozhu only remembers.

In the dim and flickering candlelight, the tall man would often sit on the head of the bed holding back his temper, reading to her the books that made people happy, and watching her fall asleep completely.

Once when she woke up in a daze, she saw his father and prince, his limbs nestled in the corner of her bed, staring blankly at the belongings of her mother and concubine.

Noticing that she woke up, she put away her loneliness and sorted out her emotions.

He touched her head and asked her with a smile, but what kind of nightmare was he having?

At that time, the father and king obviously had a bitter heart, but he had to force his face to play with her.

Can……

Just when?

The father's body suddenly became weak, originally he could only be regarded as thin, but later on, like his mother and concubine, he was also infected with a pot of medicine.

The day after he completely sent the coffin of his mother and concubine to the mausoleum, he suddenly fell ill.

The apricot tree in the corner sees through two or three beams of sunlight, and this bit of greenery seems to be the only color in Prince Gong's mansion.

Gu Baozhu's consciousness was immersed in Xiao Baozhu's body in the dream again, following the ups and downs of her childhood.

Today is the seventh day after the mother and concubine left, after Xiao Baozhu sent her mother and concubine to be buried, she sat alone in the room.

Gradually the moon rises to the branches, and the silver glow is bright.

Gu Baozhu huddled in the corner of the bed with her usual notebook in hand, but she looked at the door from time to time, with vague anxiety and anticipation.

The windows are bright and clean, there is no sound, and outside is the vast night of the world.

The candles on the table were changed two in a row, but the familiar father and king still did not appear.

Little Baozhu pursed her lips, her eyes revealed grievances.

But her eyelids were really heavy, she just shrank in the corner of the bed like that, holding the scripture book in her arms, and fell asleep in a daze,
The first ray of sunlight shone through in the morning, and Xiao Baozhu opened her eyes.

She subconsciously looked towards the corner of the wall in front of the bed, it was empty, without her father who used to coax her to sleep.

Pouring her lips fiercely to hold back her crying, little Baozhu'er threw the script aside, her little face was full of disappointment and grievance.

He clearly agreed that he would come to coax himself to sleep every night.

Adults really like to coax children the most, and they don't know how to say anything when they miss an appointment.

Xiao Baozhu was sullen and washed properly, her small body was soaked in the sun, and she couldn't help but think of her father again.

Originally, I thought of ignoring him for two days!
Little Baozhu loosened and tightened her slightly curled hands, but she couldn't hold back, and finally she took the initiative to go to her father's study.

In the woods outside the study, the pine and cypress, which was usually strong, looked particularly wilted today, the pine needles were all yellow.

Gu Baozhu hid behind the tree, looking puzzled at the two guards who suddenly appeared outside the study, they looked a bit unfamiliar.

The maids and women came and went with medicine jars in their hands, filling their nostrils with the smell of traditional Chinese medicine.

Only then did Little Baozhu know that her father was actually sick.

But the things that the maids and women wanted to send in were stopped by the guards as soon as they arrived at the door of the father's study, and they were extremely rude.

Seeing this, Little Baozhu began to worry about her father's health.

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(End of this chapter)