Chapter 651: Boys, don’t try too hard
Lu Liang brought the two maids to a closed room. He knocked on the door and reported inside: "Master, the maids are here to deliver food to the master."

After a while, the door of the room opened from the inside, and a white-faced, beardless man wearing a cyan chambermaid's uniform and a black gauze hat appeared and raised his chin towards the two maids.

Qin Yao raised her eyebrows, why is there a eunuch here?
The master Lu Liang talks about cannot be the one from the East Palace!
The heavy guards in the Imperial Master's Mansion suddenly made sense, as well as the three internal martial arts masters in the darkness of Puyuan. They turned out to be to protect this noble man.

The maid lowered her head and took the food box in in a very disciplined manner. She didn't even squint her eyes from beginning to end. She opened the food box first and had the waiter check it one by one with the poison testing equipment. After confirming that it was correct, the two of them The maid secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They also couldn't understand why they were worried about someone poisoning their husband when there were so many guards in the Imperial Master's Mansion.

However, there is a noble person in the house today. The task is completed, so it is best to retreat quickly.

When the food was delivered, the two maids lowered their eyebrows and bowed in the direction of the screen, then walked backwards all the way to the door, then turned around and left the Puyuan quickly.

The waiter brought the food behind the screen. Inside was a bedroom that was different from an ordinary room. All the furniture in the room was very simple, even looked a little old, and the shape was strange. The height of the living and sleeping furniture was the same, and there were armrests everywhere. and wooden slopes.

Next to the screen, there was a wooden wheelchair parked. The wheels looked badly worn, like some junk.

Everything in this room looks so out of place in the grand Imperial Prefect's Mansion.

The chamberlain glanced at the young man sitting in front of the bed. He was about thirty years old. He was wearing a round-neck light yellow silk shirt, a jade belt around his waist, a crown of the same color on his head, and a jade-like face. His phoenix eyes were slightly lowered to look at the person on the bed. Full of intolerance and kindness.

Such a son-in-law is full of nobility, his eyes are full of kindness and peace, and there is no trace of the time left on him at all.

It is rare for this kind of almost innocent temperament to appear in a prince of a country.

It can be seen from his peaceful expression that this must be a person who has received a lot of favor and a sense of security.

"Sir, please get up and have a meal." Baili Qingyang called softly to the old man who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and refused to open them.

The chamberlain also smiled and said: "His Royal Highness personally brought the royal chef who is good at home-cooked dishes to my husband, and made a dish of braised tofu with green beans, stir-fried bamboo shoots with bacon, and my husband's favorite rice-flavored fish."

His original intention was to please, but the person lying on the bed didn't say a word for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep.

But the rolling eyes under his eyelids revealed the fact that he was actually very sober.

It's just that the old man's breathing was a little short, and his whole person was languid. There was still the smell of bitter medicine lingering on his body, and he looked lifeless, which was shocking to see.

Baili Qingyang sighed, feeling helpless and depressed, "Sir, you neither want to eat nor seek medical treatment. Do you want to starve yourself to death and make me feel guilty for the rest of my life?"

These words were serious. When the dignified Prince of the East Palace said this, Gong Liangliao, who was lying on the bed and was out of breath and out of breath, had to open his eyes and said hoarsely and weakly: "Your Highness's words are serious."

Baili Qingyang was overjoyed and hurriedly waved to the waiter to bring the food over. He looked at Gong Liangliao expectantly and said, "Sir, why don't you give it a try? This cook's skills are pretty good."

A wry smile appeared at the corner of Gong Liangxiao's mouth, and he squinted his eyes hard. After all the tossing, the things in the tray had long since lost their fresh heat. He felt that he had no appetite after just one glance!

But that bastard Imperial Master moved His Highness the Crown Prince, and he couldn't go too far no matter what.

Gong Liangxiao sighed and managed to hold up his already much thinner body.

The two servants in the room quickly stepped forward and helped him sit up.

Just the simple act of standing up and sitting on the bed made Gong Liang very tired. Thousands of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. His bloodless lips were slightly opened. He took a big breath and made a "ho ho" sound in his throat. It was like a drum with a broken skin, howling sadly as it was being beaten by the wind.

Gong Liangxiao's eyes that were supposed to be full of wisdom and banter had lost their last bit of brilliance.

He really wanted to just die like this. But he couldn't. If he died at this time, there would be a catastrophe in the court.

But if he is still alive for one day, he will be taken advantage of by that bastard Imperial Master.

Dead or not, he felt so uncomfortable that he wanted to die!

Not eating or seeking medical treatment was the only resistance he could make at the moment.

Thinking of this, Gong Liangxiao laughed at himself. Why was he suffering so hard?
Baili Qingyang signaled his servants to feed Gong Liangxiao, then he stood up with his hands behind his hands and looked at the house decorated by the imperial master with objects brought back from the remote countryside.

He had used this kind of furniture and this kind of wood when he was a child. Now that he thinks about it, the days when the family huddled together in a small mud house to avoid pursuing soldiers, it was like a dream.

At that time, my father had only one woman, my mother, and the eldest sister was still an overbearing girl who threatened to conquer the entire four states of Jiangdong and didn't know the heights of the world.

And his mother said that boys don't need to think too much and just grow up well. If they are afraid of being tired, they can be a leisurely noble son. If they are afraid of hardship, let the eldest sister send him a few more subordinates to serve him.

Anyway, he doesn't need to worry about anything, just take care of himself.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t persist in practicing martial arts. As a boy, you don’t need to work too hard.

It's okay if you feel tired from studying. It's enough to be able to write and do math. You don't need to work hard to prove yourself like your eldest sister in order to gain respect among your subordinates as a woman.

Therefore, my mother is always very strict with her eldest sister, and wants her to be the first in everything. If she fails, she will be scolded and punished.

As for him, his mother always smiles gently. He only needs to work hard to do a little bit, and he can get the most praise.

For as long as he can remember, his eldest sister has hated him, saying that he gets all the favor from his parents.

However, quarreling between siblings is also common in ordinary people's homes. They quarreled and fought, and the elder sister never left him behind when something happened.

When his mother captured the former capital, he and his eldest sister fell behind and were chased by the retreating enemy troops.

My father was with them at that time. The driver was afraid that my father would be captured, so he threw him out of the car in order to make the carriage go faster.

When he was helpless and crying bitterly, it was the eldest sister who came with her followers to kill him and saved him.

At that moment, he slowly realized one thing, that is, the eldest sister, who was punished by her mother and had to be the first in everything, and suffered so much, was actually so powerful!
And when he encountered something, he was at a loss and could only cry bitterly.

His mother's favoritism has always been a point of pride for him, but at that moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to be spoiled by his mother.

Just like his father, he knows nothing but eating, drinking and having fun.

In which year did you suddenly make up your mind to study hard and practice martial arts?

It seems to be the year when my father was instigated by his group of ministers and made himself king before my mother.

Mr. Gongliang rebuked bitterly: "As the eldest son of the king, the young master will inherit the throne in the future. How can he be so unambitious and ignorant of progress! Just for fun!"

At that time, when he saw his eldest sister who had an army of fifty thousand in her hands, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart for the first time.

However, he was given the important task of 'inheriting the unification', and he has never been happy since then.

As the eldest sister said, people like him may not be able to afford an entire dynasty.


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