The concubine is so charming

Chapter 49 Miserable and miserable
Mu Cixiu frowned slightly, and involuntarily touched the water stains on the letter paper with her fingertips: This should be tear stains. Did she say that she was fine while wiping her tears?
Thinking of this scene, Mu Cixiu's fingers paused slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"The letter said that there is a sachet embroidered by her own hands. Where is it now?"

"Master, the sachet and the Buddhist scriptures copied for the princess were all burned by the eldest lady." The letter was sent to the princess as soon as it entered the mansion. The princess glanced at it and tore it into pieces for the servants to take Go down and throw it away. Fortunately, the servant knew how to measure it, so he secretly kept the letter and sent it to the young master.

Mu Cixiu frowned even tighter: "Don't have a second time."

"Yes."

"Renovate the hot spring Zhuangzi, plant some flowers that butterflies like..." As soon as the words came out, Mu Cixiu realized what he said, and quickly stopped talking, "Forget it, you go down."

"Yes."

Mu Cixiu looked up again at the butterfly bottle placed on the table, glued the letter little by little, then got up and walked to the window.

After midnight, the night outside the window was gloomy. When he opened the window, a gust of cold wind blew over, and there were flakes of snow mixed in the wind: it's snowing again...

"To establish a heart for the world, to establish a life for the people, to inherit the knowledge of the past, and to bring peace to all generations...Su Yao, who are you?"

On the fifth day of the first lunar month, Kyoto was covered with snow.

In the palace, a small figure rushed towards the front hall without hesitation. He stumbled, accidentally fell down in the snow, got up quickly, and struggled forward again!
At the gate of the emperor's An Yi Hall, the guards saw someone rushing towards him, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Bold, what should I do if I ran out of style before the main hall?"

The figure threw himself on the ground, and the guard hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see that his thin clothes were soaked, and he didn't know how long he had been running, and the outside of his clothes was frozen and hard, his cheeks and lips were bluish purple. People are worried.

This figure was Mu Qingchen.

He didn't care about those guards at all. After getting up, he rushed towards the hall stubbornly: "Let me go! Let me go! I want to see the emperor, and I want the emperor to make decisions for me! Your majesty, please help me!"

In the Hall of Anyi, the emperor was playing chess with old Ning Ge. Hearing this movement, he dropped a piece and asked aloud, "What's making such a noise?"

"Reporting to the emperor, Mu Qingchen, the concubine of Prince Rong's mansion, has come and is at the door, clamoring to see you."

"Him?" A trace of disgust flashed in the emperor's eyes, "There is so much noise in front of the palace, don't you understand the rules?"

"Your Majesty, the old minister heard that this child is quite pitiful. He can't read at the age of ten. The first thing he did after he learned to read was to copy the scriptures and pray for his aunt. There is nothing important to say, why don't we see each other?"

In the past two days, the emperor didn't need to manage government affairs, and his health has improved a lot after recuperation. He was in a good mood, so he nodded: "Let him come in."

After getting permission, Mu Qingchen shook off the guards who were pulling him, and rushed into the hall with a sullen head. He walked all the way, with snow and icy water on his feet. Now entering the hall, his feet slipped and lay on the ground. on the ground.

The emperor turned his head when he heard the commotion, when he heard a bang, Mu Qingchen lay on the ground with all his body thrown down, and even slid forward for a while, his embarrassed appearance was quite joyful, which made him feel better about being disturbed some.

Elder Ning Ge couldn't help but chuckled and eased the atmosphere in the hall with his words: "This kid knows it's a big Chinese New Year, and he kowtows to the emperor as soon as he enters the door!"

The emperor nodded: "Get up, come in in such a hurry, but what's the matter?"

Mu Qingchen got up slowly, but didn't get up, but knelt on the ground, saw the water stains on her body left a pool of marks on the ground, and pulled her sleeves to wipe the ground at a loss:

"Mu Qingchen kowtowed to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live, long live, long live, Qing Chen was rude and made the hall dirty, and she will definitely come over later to clean it up."

He spoke very slowly, as if his cheeks were frozen stiff, but his tone was extremely sincere, matched with the appearance of tearing up, he revealed full of childishness and innocence silently, which was inexplicably pitiful.

The emperor frowned. Although he was a prince, he was not a descendant of the emperor. When he was young, he was suppressed by the emperor's brother. He also knew that it was difficult for the concubine in many families to survive, especially Mu Qingchen, who was ten years old but Illiteracy, its situation is evident.

"It's okay, you're drenched all over in this winter, what happened?"

Mu Qingchen couldn't help sobbing, and then quickly covered her mouth with both hands: "It's unlucky to cry during the New Year, but Qingchen really has no choice but to come to the emperor to make decisions... Wow..."

At the end of Mu Qingchen's speech, she burst out crying like a child. Tears slapped and slapped down her cheeks, and she huddled pitifully into a ball. With a pale face, it can't help but make people feel distressed.

Mr. Ning Ge looked at the child in front of him, got up and helped him up, his face was a little serious: "Your Majesty, please let someone find some clean clothes for this child to change into, otherwise it will freeze to death."

Mu Qingchen stood up, his clothes were drenched and sticking to his body, making him look even thinner and weaker.

The emperor looked at his clothes, the skirt and sleeves were torn, and there was blood on his left hand: "What's wrong with your hand?"

Mu Qingchen trembled, and knelt on the ground with a plop: "Please forgive me, I... I didn't mean to come to see you with all my blood, my hand..."

Elder Ning Ge stepped forward to take a look, couldn't help but take a breath, and frowned tightly: "Your Majesty, this child's arm is broken, and he needs to find the imperial physician immediately."

"Come here, Imperial Physician Xuan!"

Mu Qingchen trembled nervously, her face turned pale when she heard these words, and she passed out immediately.

After hearing the news, Su Yao hurried to the Hall of Anyi, and after being allowed in, he found that the imperial physician had already diagnosed Mu Qingchen's pulse.

"The courtiers see the emperor, the younger brother is ignorant and disturbed the peace of the holy car, and please forgive me." Entering the door and saluting, Su Yao took the lead in pleading guilty.

"No problem." Although the emperor was very suspicious, even his own son, he was a wise king when he was young, and he was not a bloodthirsty person who was easy to kill. Now he is facing a bullied Mu Qingchen A child with a broken arm will not be punished regardless of right and wrong.

"My daughter, I would like to thank the emperor for his kindness. I wonder how Qing Chen is doing now?"

The emperor looked at the imperial physician at the side, and the imperial physician quickly replied: "Young Master Mu ran to the front hall with his whole body soaked. He suffered from frostbite in many places and needed a good recuperation. His left hand was broken. I have already helped to set the bone. Fortunately, the broken bone is very neat. , as long as you rest well, there should be no root cause of the disease."

Su Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and saluted the imperial physician gratefully: "Thank you, sir."

"Miss Mu, you are too polite, Your Majesty, I will take my leave."

"Ah."

(End of this chapter)