The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

Song Jingzhang's hands hanging by his sides tightened.

When he lowered his head, he could see her round and smooth chin, and her Adam's apple rolled slightly.

outside the door,

Nanny Lin was holding a plate of jade belt cake and looked around. When she saw no one nearby, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.

Quietly slowing down his pace, he approached the crack in the door, stood on tiptoes and poked inside.

The crack in the door is so narrow that I really can't see much.

In the room,

The atmosphere is inexplicably charming,

Ignoring the burning gaze above his head, before Song Jingzhang was about to lose control of himself, Gu Wanyu quickly helped him change the medicine.

Wrap the gauze carefully again,

She looked at his back and couldn't help but be startled.

The last time the gauze was wrapped was at night, so I couldn't see clearly. Now that the light is bright, I unexpectedly saw the scars scattered across his back.

"Master, what is this?" Gu Wanyu's fingers gently touched Song Jingzhang's back,

Scars are not surprising;

There is even a small crescent scar on the inside of her ankle. It was caused by a plot when she was practicing dance when she was young and she bumped into the bluestone step.

It’s just that she never thought that these things would appear on the body of a wealthy young man.

Aren't these young men from rich families always supported and pampered since childhood? How could such a good man be allowed to get hurt and beaten?

Song Jingzhang had just calmed down when he was touched by her slightly cold fingertips and almost lost his temper again.

Fortunately, she withdrew her finger in the next moment,

Song Jingzhang looked at her complicated eyes and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

He took her hand, brought her close to him, and their eyes met, "Why, do you feel sorry for me?"

The voice is low, with a little inducement,

I thought that this woman would cry like those women in the backyard, pretending to be affectionate, or even if it didn't work, she would say a few words of comfort and distress like Mrs. Lin.

Unexpectedly, she shook her head slightly,

"I just didn't expect that a master like me would have scars on his body."

His eyes were clear and full of curiosity, but there was nothing else out of the ordinary.

Song Jingzhang suddenly felt bored, let go of her hand, and leaned back against the soft pillow.

"Are you really spoiled by the young masters of wealthy families?" He sneered,

"Dayin conquered the world on horseback. Which aristocratic family in Shengjing City did not pay attention to the riding and shooting of their children from an early age? Even if the family has been clear for generations and has not followed the path of a military commander, they will pay special attention to cultivating the six arts of riding and archery as a good gentleman. "

"What you are thinking of is that only those aristocratic families who struggle to survive by relying on the shadow of their ancestors and whose family is headed by an old woman will pamper their young children."

Yin eats only a small amount of grain, barely survives on the support of his ancestors, an old woman is the head of the house, and a young son.

Isn’t he talking about the Zhenguo Palace?

Like that Zhou Yu?

Gu Wanyu laughed and said,

Song Jingzhang looked over in confusion,

She pursed her lips and told Zhou Yu what happened at Zuichun Tower.

Song Jingzhang's face was stunned, and his brows were deeply furrowed. It was obvious that he looked down upon Zhou Yu's education.

"The government of the Duke of Zhen is really in decline. I think back then the Duke of Zhen was an important minister of the country and was unparalleled in bravery. But now his grandson is such a playboy. It is really a disgrace to the Duke of Zhen."

Gu Wanyu sneered secretly,

With a character like Zhou Yu's, if he is still alive today, it can be regarded as his ancestor's merit. What kind of achievements can he expect from him?

"But, didn't I apply the scar removal cream in time?"

A wealthy family would never have these things. If they had applied them early, how could they have left so many marks?

"I didn't let them paint it," Song Jingzhang chuckled carelessly,

"Only by remembering these scars and reminding ourselves of the hardships of the past can we try our best to get what we want."

Seeing her confusion, Song Jingzhang rubbed his fingers twice and explained for the first time:

"I am the third son. The eldest son is the eldest son and the second son is the legitimate son. My mother and father were born as maids. Life was really difficult when we were young. If we don't fight and don't show up to our father, food, clothing and treatment will be even more difficult." This is Song Jingzhang's first The first time I said so many words in front of her,

It was also the first time I talked about things at home.

After saying this, even he was stunned for a moment, not understanding why he was so unprepared and said this to an outside room,

But now that he had said it, she didn't know what was going on in the palace, so he didn't dwell on it any more.

He raised his arm slightly, picked up her fingers and played with them leisurely.

There was a warm touch between her fingers, and Gu Wanyu shook her hand according to his strength.

"It turns out that I worked so hard when I was young, but as smart as I am, I must also like you very much, right?"

Like it?

Song Jingzhang thought carefully for a moment without saying anything.

My father is busy with state affairs, and there are not many opportunities to come to the study to teach and visit the prince in person.

When he was young, he didn't eat well and didn't wear well. He was in the poorest health among all the princes.

Therefore, if you want to achieve the same progress as other princes, you need to spend more energy, time and work hard.

This injury came from that time,

But in my impression, he was tested on his schoolwork alone only twice.

It was a rare occasion when I received praise. That time I unintentionally helped the second child and suppressed the boss...

There are too many princes in the palace. The father can only see the eldest son and the legitimate son. When has his shadow been seen in his eyes, let alone the word "love"?

To his father, he was more of a "subordinate" than a "son".

So later he also learned to regard him only as "Emperor" rather than "Father".

Gu Wanyu saw the meaning in his silence and gently pulled his hand.

"I made a mistake. The so-called strict father and loving mother. As a father, you must maintain your dignity in front of your son. Not to mention that I am so superior to ordinary people. I may have higher requirements for you. No matter how much you love me in your heart, I wouldn’t say it easily even if I think about it.”

Song Jingzhang came back to his senses,

With the warm feeling between my fingers, I felt that the anger in my heart seemed to be temporarily soothed.

"You do understand what it's like to be a father."

Gu Wanyu blinked, "Don't you know better than me? No matter how a man behaves outside, when he returns home, as a father, he naturally hopes that his son will admire and respect him."

Song Jingzhang's expression paused, and he turned his head sharply to look into her eyes.

"Concubine, did you say something wrong?" Why are you looking at her like this?

"No, you're right."

Song Jingzhang looked at himself reflected in those clear eyes, feeling like he was suddenly enlightened and awakened.

Indeed,

He always thought that the emperor was a king, but he ignored that he was also a father.

He is no longer the immature self he was when he was a child, and he now understands what his father's favor means.

Perhaps, before being a good minister, he should learn to be a good son.

"That's great." A voice of pure envy sounded,

Song Jingzhang couldn't help but look up at her,

What good?

Gu Wanyu's eyes moved slightly and she smiled at him, "My parents died young, and I have no memory of them as far back as I can remember. I have never felt the pain of having my father's expectations and requirements like me."

The envy in those eyes was so obvious that it was difficult for Song Jingzhang to ignore it.

But he opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer.

(End of this chapter)