Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 325 You You's Mother (5)

Holding the Linglong Ball in a tangled state again, Zhong Xinran didn't force him, and stood up with a smile, pretending to leave.

He finally opened his mouth again, and whispered: "Master, please teach me."

Zhong Xinran was elated, took the Linglong ball, and pressed the mechanism quietly as before, and the faint fragrance that was almost unscented came out again.

She deftly fiddled with the Linglong Ball, and deliberately softened her voice: "Look, Your Highness, to do this..."

He stared at her hand again, then unconsciously raised his head to meet her gaze.

Zhong Xinran's eyes became dark again, she stared intently at You You's eyes, and very lightly repeated what she said yesterday.

She moved her lips again, repeating her words blankly and silently, over and over again.

The two of them squatted on the ground and played with their heads half down from the beginning to the end. Zhong Weiwei, Qingying and others were on the side, just as if they were playing Linglong Ball, and didn't notice what happened at all.

It wasn't until Lu Chun came to make trouble that Zhong Xinran stopped and obediently stood aside.

Then he came to his senses again, looked at Zhong Xinran timidly, barely perfunctory Lu Chun, threw the Linglong ball on the ground, and ran into Zhong Weiwei's arms:

"Auntie Wei, I don't feel well, I have a headache, and I want to go back."

Zhong Weiwei saw that his face was really not good-looking, and immediately took him away: "Let's go first."

Lying in Xiaotang's arms again, peeking at Zhong Xinran from Xiaotang's shoulder, Zhong Xinran greeted him with a smile: "Your Highness, come and play again when you are free."

He quickly lowered his eyes again, not daring to look at her again.

When he arrived at the Hall of Qingxin, he still didn't have much energy, Zhong Weiwei was worried, and asked someone to invite the imperial physician to come and see.

The imperial doctor looked at it and said it was nothing, and prescribed a dose of tranquilizing medicine for rest.

After taking the medicine again, she felt drowsy, took Zhong Weiwei's hand and asked her in a low voice: "Auntie Wei, if my mother comes back, will you hate her?"

Zhong Weiwei asked strangely, "Why do you ask such a question?"

He lowered his eyes again, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Zhong Weiwei was silent for a moment, and said: "If your aunt comes back, that's great, someone will take care of her in the future, so Auntie Wei won't hate her."

He asked again: "Is it because my mother is back, you won't care about me anymore?"

Zhong Weiwei laughed softly: "Under normal circumstances, mothers always love their children the most. At that time, it's not that Auntie Wei doesn't care about you, but that she has no position to care about you."

He pursed his mouth and frowned again, closed his eyes and went to sleep preoccupied.

Because Zhong Weiwei didn't go to the Tea House, and didn't send someone there, Chen Shaoming and others asked someone to bring in a few silk books, which wrote about their experiences in the tea ceremony.

She took these silk books, sat on the edge of the bed and read them, and she had a new understanding.

Before they communicated with her, although they were attentive, they also had reservations. This time, it was probably because she handed in the details first, so these silk volumes were written with great care.

She watched very attentively, and soon immersed herself in the world of tea ceremony.

Suddenly, he yelled again: "Mother! Mother! Don't go, don't do it again!"

Zhong Weiwei woke up with a start, looked up, and saw that her eyes were tightly closed again, her hands were scratching in the air, her face was full of tears, and she was crying hoarsely with her small mouth open.

Zhong Weiwei threw away the silk book in a hurry, grabbed his hand that was scratching, and coaxed him in a low voice: "Shh, Aunt Wei is here, Aunt Wei is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

After struggling for a while, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep, as if he had been haunted by a nightmare.

Qing Ying, Aunt Qian and the others all came in when they heard the voice. Seeing this scene, they all looked at each other with solemn expressions.

Zhong Weiwei put Youyou's hand under the quilt, and asked Qingying softly: "Did Your Highness sleep well last night?"

Qingying said: "It's okay, I slept very deeply."

Zhong Weiwei thought about it, and in the past two days, Youyou only followed her to Tianji Pavilion and Changyang Palace. She also stared at Youyou all the time, and didn't find anything wrong.

Since she is uncomfortable again, she will go out again tomorrow without taking it.

After Chonghua got the news, he took time to come back and look again.

Zhong Weiwei told what happened, and said deliberately: "I guess I dreamed about his mother, and asked me if his mother is back, so I won't care about him anymore."

Chonghua didn't expect that she would suddenly mention this at such a time, his eyelids twitched, and a bad premonition arose spontaneously.

He frowned: "I said earlier that his mother is dead, and children like to think wildly, and you also take it seriously?"

Zhong Weiwei said: "No, just talking casually."

Chonghua was very busy and couldn't stay for long, so he rubbed her forehead hair: "Hey, don't make trouble, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first, and I'll come back early in the evening to accompany you for dinner."

Zhong Weiwei said lightly: "Oh."

Chonghua felt that she was a little cold, but he only regarded her as awkward.

She wanted to explain a few sentences, but felt that she couldn't explain it for a while, so she might as well let it go for a while, maybe she would figure it out by herself after a while, so she sighed, turned and left.

Zhong Weiwei continued to pick up the silk book Chen Shaoming sent to read. Xiaotang had been worried that she would lose her temper and be unhappy. Seeing her so calm, she was a little surprised: "So calm?"

"Otherwise? Could it be that His Majesty will tell me the truth when I get sullen and lose my temper? Back then, he refused to tell me what happened, let alone now."

Zhong Weiwei turned her back and continued to read her book.

Soon, the news that the eldest son of the emperor was uncomfortable spread, and people from all the palaces came to visit, including Hu Zizhi in person.

Zhong Weiwei was sleepy and tired, and couldn't hold it any longer, so she simply asked Hu Zizhi to watch over her for a while, and went to rest by herself.

In the eyes of Aunt Qian and the others, this situation meant that she was getting angry with Chonghua again because of Youyou's biological mother.

No one can intervene in this matter, so she has to let her figure it out by herself.

And this sleep for a long time, Hu Zizhi was entrusted by Zhong Weiwei, even if Aunt Qian and others had strange eyes, they kept guarding him and did not dare to leave.

Chonghua came back in a hurry, only when Zhong Weiwei was still guarding Youyou, he went to Youyou's room first, Hu Zizhi sat in front of the bed with his back to him, he just thought it was Zhong Weiwei, and said: "I'm tired Right? Go and rest for a while."

Surprised and delighted, Hu Zizhi quickly stood up and saluted: "Your Majesty."

When Chonghua saw it was her, his face sank "shua", and he said lightly, "Why are you here?"

Hu Zizhi saw that his expression was not good, and her whole body froze with fright, she hurriedly explained: "The concubine heard that the eldest son of the emperor was ill, so she came to have a look. Take a break..."

First, Lai stayed in Xicui Palace last night and insisted on picking her up, forcing him to have dinner with Lu Chun, and today there is Hu Zizhi sitting in Youyou's room waiting for him...

Who is he now? !

Chonghua kicked over the flower stand beside him, and strode towards the bedroom: "Zhong Weiwei! Come out!"

(End of this chapter)