Poor children

Chapter 284 The poor boy leaves the palace and enters the regent's palace again
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The weather has been fine these days, so the poor boy sat leisurely in the yard to bask in the sun. The eldest aunt went to the temple in front to see the temple construction work. It will probably be a while before she comes back.

The poor girl was holding a book in her hand. After reading it for a while, she felt a little tired, so she put the book on her legs and closed her eyes slightly to rest. She didn't know who walked lightly to her side. , placing a plate of snacks on the small tea table next to her. When the poor girl realized that she opened her eyes, the visitor had disappeared.

Looking back, Pao'er saw the red bean and yam cake that he had always made for others to eat on the small coffee table next to him. Pao'er picked up a small piece and looked at the cake in his hand. Many past memories came to his mind. remembered

"I haven't made such a snack for a long time. Both the old Taoist priest and the master like to eat this." Paoer said with a smile, and put the small piece of red bean and yam cake towards his mouth.
Before the snacks were even in my mouth, I saw my aunt coming back with a baby in her arms.

I saw that the child was very cute with a big head and a big head. He didn't cry or make trouble when his eldest aunt held him in his arms, and he didn't recognize life.
The eldest aunt walked up to the poor child and put the child on the ground.

"What are you eating?" The child stared at the red bean and yam cake in the poor boy's hand.
"Here you go." The poor man thought that the child must be hungry, so he handed the cake that was about to reach his mouth to the child's hand and asked his aunt, "Whose child is this?"

"Don't eat it." Before the poor boy could finish his words, he saw Chunya running over in a hurry, and slapped the red bean and yam cake in the child's hand to the ground.

The child who was quite happy at first started crying. Perhaps Chunya's slap was too hard, and the back of the child's hand turned red.

"Concubine Chun?" There was no need to ask anymore. The poor man knew that this child must be the little prince born to Concubine Chun, but he didn't know why his eldest aunt brought him over.

"Aren't you even worried about living here? You're still holding back and trying to harm my child." I saw Chunya staring at the poor boy with red eyes.
"What did I harm him for? I just met him for the first time today, and I don't even know who he is. I was kind enough to give him snacks, so why did I harm him?" The pauper was talking here, and Jin was there. Feng had already inserted one of his silver hairpins into the cake, but when he took it out again, the hairpin had turned black.
"What else do you say? It's obvious that you poisoned my son. I must go to His Majesty to explain this matter clearly and seek justice." Chunya hugged the little prince angrily and left.

But the remaining aunt and pauper were a little confused.
"Isn't this poison given by my eldest aunt?" Pao'er asked, looking at the piece of red bean and yam cake on the ground.

"How can I lure her here any other way? I just used her son to lure her here so that she could meet the craftsman Tie Zhu in the temple. That is Tian Xing's child. How could I do such a thing?" The eldest aunt looked at the poor boy again and said, "Who brought this snack?"

"I just got sleepy and took a nap, but I didn't see clearly who brought it. It was originally what I wanted to eat," said the poor boy.

When the eldest aunt heard this, her expression changed, "Could it be that Imperial Concubine Chun deceived people and gave you cakes to eat, but she never thought that her son would come here? Otherwise, how could she be so sure that the cakes are poisonous?"

"If she was determined, she wouldn't let the servants try the hairpin. It seems that there is more than one person in this palace who wants to kill me." The poor man lay comfortably in the rocking chair.

"You go out of the palace and go to the prince's place. It's safer." The eldest aunt only felt a little scared. If she came back a step later, something might have happened to the poor boy.
"I can't go to Hongwen's place. With my current status, if I go, I'm afraid it will cause trouble for him." The poor boy doesn't want to hurt the prince
"Then you go back to your parents' house. The regent's house may be safer than the prince's house," the eldest aunt said again.

The pauper knew that if she stayed with her eldest aunt, she would not be able to live peacefully. Naturally, it would be inconvenient for her to go to the prince's place. Returning to her parents' home was really a good choice, so she nodded and agreed.
The eldest aunt then found two guards in the palace, both of whom she trusted, and sent the poor boy to the Regent's Palace without waiting for a moment longer.
"My poor boy is back." The second lady heard the report that the poor boy was back, so she hurried out to pick her up. She saw that the poor boy was not dressed like before, his hands were still slightly swollen, and he looked a little haggard. It looked like he had suffered a lot, "What's wrong with you? Why are you looking like this?" The second lady never knew what the poor boy had been through these days. The old prince knew about it, but he didn't tell anyone about it.

"Mother, I'm fine. It's just that my hands were frozen in the winter and I haven't recovered yet." The poor boy hurriedly went to help the second lady. "Mother, are you okay with this?"

"I'm fine." Seeing the poor boy like this, the second lady couldn't help wiping away tears again.

"Okay, why are you crying again?" the prince said when he saw the second lady wiping away her tears.

"The daughter is not yours anymore. Look at her now, you don't feel bad." Seeing the prince asking her, the second lady wiped her tears and replied

"I'm fine," the poor man whispered to the prince.
"It's okay to come home, but don't let it get decadent. Of course you know the situation in the palace better than I do. Don't miss the main business just because of your little affection for your son and daughter," the prince said

"My daughter knows," the pauper replied obediently.
I haven’t returned to my parents’ home for a long time, and the poor boy still lives in the second wife’s yard.

The prince told the three guards to be careful. On the surface, it looked like nothing, but secretly the guards added a lot.
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"Mother Su," the poor child has not been to the palace's kitchen for so many years. But she was really busy in the palace these days, so she thought of making some snacks in the kitchen for the prince and the second lady.
"Hey, girl, good girl, are you back?" Su's mother was much older and her eyesight was not very good. She became excited when she saw the person clearly.
"It's the poor girl who's back." The other cooks don't look like they did when they were young.
"Are you all okay, ladies?" the poor man asked.

"Okay, okay." The cooks couldn't help but wiped away their tears.

"Good girl, come and let me have a look." Mother Su went to the poor boy, held her with one hand, and rubbed her eyes vigorously with the other. "What?" Su's mother laughed after saying this.
"It's still the same as before, I'm now a grandmother," Paoer laughed, holding Su's mother's hand.

"Nonsense, how old are you and you are already a grandmother?" Mother Su said
"Anyway, I'm not young anymore." The poor boy has arrived again

"I heard from them that the girl is going to be a queen, why are you here?" Mother Su asked again, afraid that she was getting old, maybe she remembered it wrong
"This is my natal family. I want to come back and stay for a few days to spend time with my parents." The poor man looked around. After so many years, the kitchen is still the same, it has not changed at all.
"Girl, do you want to eat something? I'll cook it for you," a cook said

"Don't bother me. It's time to turn off the stove and rest. You all should go and have a rest. I'm just here to make some snacks to show my filial piety. It's okay. You can go quickly." The poor man arrived again.

The cooks knew that poor children were good at cooking and had such filial piety, so it was not easy for them to intervene to help, so they all withdrew.
(End of this chapter)