Misleading the Fourth Miss of Xiangfu

Chapter 8

"Seventh brother, please excuse me." Prince Chu Xiao's voice was as gentle as jade, and there was a kind of refined demeanor in every gesture of his hands. Whether he was happy or angry, there was always a smile on his lips and affection on his brow.

"Father, how is your health? Did you catch the assassin?" Chu Li asked with concern. After staying in the harem for a long time, he naturally knows how to deal with the overall situation - if you don't care, you will be used as an excuse to accuse you If you ignore the Dragon Body Saint Ann, your motives will appear to be impure if you care too much.

"I'm fine, it's just that my arm was scratched, it's not a serious problem." Chu Huang said.

Empress Xiande seemed to have unintentionally flicked the jadeite bracelet on her wrist: "Your Majesty, do you think this is a coincidence? Li'er has just returned to Beijing. Your Majesty, you specially prepared a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet for him. Li'er hugged Li'er." It's fine if you didn't attend, but the assassin seemed to have counted the time correctly, just in time to rush out from the juggling troupe, and just in time to assassinate His Majesty, the courtiers were almost scared to death at that time! Woolen cloth!"

Chu Li shook hands in his sleeves, calmly.

"Xiao'er is also wrong. He is not good at learning. Even when an assassin comes, he doesn't know how to stand in the way of your father. He is really useless. You are a scholar! If Li'er was here, how could the assassin hurt your father?" A single hair?" Empress Xiande continued.

The crown prince Chu Xiao bowed and said: "The sons and ministers are useless, let the father, the queen and the queen down."

"However, Li'er, I heard that although you were ill this Mid-Autumn Festival, you did not stay in the mansion to recuperate. What is more important than your body?" Empress Xiande smiled more lovingly.

Chu Li sneered inwardly, and finally got to the point.

"Oh? Li'er, is it true?" Chu Huang asked in surprise.

"Yes, Royal Father, during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, my son and minister were indeed not in the residence." Chu Li replied with his head bowed.

"Since the seventh brother is sick, why bother to walk among the people? It is rare for the emperor to hold a family banquet. We brothers and sisters have not been together for a long time. If the seventh brother is here, it will be a joy." Prince Chu Xiao said.

Emperor Chu was slightly displeased.

Chu Li's head was even lower, as if he was at a loss like a child who had done something wrong: "I'm not in good health, because I'm afraid that when many sisters and brothers get together, I'm afraid that my father's father will be swept away by himself. Xing, so I went to Biyuan Temple to worship the Buddha alone, and did not participate in the family banquet prepared by my father, ahem, who knows..." Chu Li began to cough, his body shook slightly, and he took three steps back, unable to stand steadily.

"Li'er, what's wrong with you?!" Chu Huang sat up from the bed and asked in surprise.

Chu Li raised his head, his handsome face had turned white, and his forehead was dripping with sweat: "My son was assassinated while worshiping the Buddha in Biyuan Temple, and I heard that my father was also injured by a thief, so I hurried into the palace Visiting the father's injury, cough cough... Fortunately, the father, the dragon, is in good health, and the son..." Pretending to fall.

"Come on, tell me the imperial physician!" Chu Huang shouted in shock.

"Seventh brother." Chu Xiao supported Chu Li's body that was about to fall, "I didn't expect you to be injured too, is it serious?"

"It's okay." Chu Li said with a pale face and a smile.

The imperial physician came in in twos and threes, and the imperial physician Sun walked over first, and pushed aside the white jade brocade robe on Chu Li's body, bloodstains suddenly appeared on his chest, and he fell to his knees with a "plop": "Your Majesty, the Seventh Prince hurt his heart and lungs!" , and because of anxiety and worry, he was exhausted without proper treatment and recuperation, and his blood was damaged. I am afraid that he will not be able to touch weapons, practice martial arts, or fight enemies within a year..."

Chu Huang was stunned, and then patted Chu Li on the shoulder: "My son, I have suffered."

Chu Li's expression was very sad, his face was as pale as a sheet of paper: "Father, my son has let you down." The hideous wound, pale face, mournful tone, and painful tone, everything was confused by this great Chu war god. There is a layer of desolation and sadness.

Empress Xiande smiled: "Your Majesty, Li'er didn't tell you that he was injured. You are such a good boy. As a parent, who doesn't love his own child? Although Li'er is not my own, the concubine also looks at it." Growing up with him, I worried more about him than Xiao Er, seeing him in such pain now, my wife..." She began to choke up, and wiped her tears with a brocade handkerchief: "My heart is really sad..."

"Mother, son is fine, really fine..." Chu Li continued weakly.

Empress Xiande stepped forward, hugged Chu Li's shoulder and cried choked up: "My poor child, your mother and concubine passed away early, and I failed to take good care of you..." She suddenly turned her head and looked at Chu Li sincerely. The emperor said: "Your Majesty, Li'er is a hard worker. He has been fighting for the Great Chu for so many years, and he has never rested for a moment. Since Imperial Physician Sun said that Li'er can no longer lead troops to fight for a year, it is better for Your Majesty to send Li'er to fight." Take back his military power, lest he worry too much, work too much, and not be able to recuperate with peace of mind. Don't you think so?"

Chu Huang looked at Chu Li, hesitated, and did not make a decision.

Chu Li closed his eyes weakly and smiled: "Father, what the mother said is very true, the minister needs to have a good rest. Let other people do the matter of leading troops to fight."

Since you've tried your best to beat around the bush and want it, then I'll just give it all to you. Let's see how big a storm you can create!
"Xiaoye, get up." Mom's voice sounded in my ears as before, gentle and loving.

"Mom, let me sleep a little longer." Qiao Ye mumbled while hugging the quilt.

"Xiaoye, be good, get up." Mom gently patted her face.

"Mom, just for a while, really just for a while..." Qiao Ye pulled the quilt over her head and said coquettishly.

"Xiaoye, I can't sleep anymore. If your father finds out that you like to sleep late, he will definitely beat you again." Mom's voice gradually changed.

Qiao Ye suddenly sat up from the bed, staring at the woman in front of her with sleepy eyes—beautiful, young, and weak...

"Mother—" she opened her lips, and finally changed her words, "Good morning."

Seeing her getting up, Su Hongyan said with a smile, "Morning, Xiaoye. Get dressed quickly, mother is going to prepare breakfast."

"Okay." Qiao Ye smiled at her.

Su Hongyan opened the curtain and walked out. Qiao Ye sighed and lay on her back on the big bed, with the worn-out green gauze curtain above her head. She was not dreaming, but she really had lost her soul in ancient times.

Turned over, lying on the head of the bed, lifted a corner of the quilt, and felt inside, ha, there is a thick stack of bank notes, still there!Something else is hard...

She took it out to see——

Uh, it turned out to be the jade tablet that fell from that Deng Tuzi last night. She didn't pay attention last night, and only now did she see clearly that the word "Mu" was written on the jade tablet in Xingkai, in a bold and domineering handwriting.

Mu...

Love vanity, covet money, covet beauty... Sure enough, the word "mu" is not a good thing.She searched and combined all the bad words in her mind, and felt that they were all suitable for that apprentice.

"Xiaoye, come, wash up." Just as she was putting away her things, her mother came in with a basin. Qiao Ye jumped off the bed, washed in the water, and then sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair. Her small face is exquisite and beautiful, and she has completely inherited the beauty of her mother. If she dresses up carefully, she will not be worse than Ling Er and Ling San.

Qiao Ye thought for a while, then turned her head and said to Su Hongyan: "Mom, I don't want to dress up anymore. Since they think I'm still stupid, why don't they think I'm going! Maybe, knowing that I'm not stupid anymore, they will think about it more There are so many ways to bully me! Mom, don’t you think so?”

Su Hongyan touched her long black hair and smiled: "Ye'er, you are not only smarter now, but also more sensible. Mother used to be alone, and often didn't know what to do. Now, you have your own ideas, think Do whatever you want."

"Mother, I won't let anyone bully you again." Qiao Ye took her hand and said.

"Ye'er, mother only hopes that one day you won't be bullied." Su Hongyan's eyes turned red.

"Haha, mother, don't cry. Why are we crying? Let's go eat, right?" Qiao Ye interrupted her sad mood. Since she agreed, she would never regret it.

The breakfast was rough rice porridge. Due to poor craftsmanship, Qiao Ye couldn't swallow it, so she barely ate some and put down the bowl and chopsticks.Sure enough, it was difficult for her to adapt to the poor life in ancient times.

"Ye'er, this is the pear given to me by Qinglan, the big girl in the front yard. She said it was brought from Wujun County. Try it and see if it tastes good." Su Hongyan handed her a washed pear.

The pears are white and glistening, and they must be very sweet. Qiao Ye was about to pick them up, but stopped, and asked, "Is there only one? Mother should eat it. I have eaten this pear before." She was telling the truth. Time to eat a lot.

"Ye'er, eat it, mother has already eaten one." Su Hongyan stuffed the pear into her hand: "You must be hungry if you don't eat much breakfast, good boy, eat it, ah."

"Mother... how about this, we are half of each other." Qiao Ye's eyes turned red unexpectedly, fighting for a pear, how troubled is this?In the prime minister's mansion, even the eldest maid had food, but the fourth wife and fourth miss didn't have any.

"No, you can't divide the pears." Su Hongyan waved his hand, "It's unlucky. Ye'er is obedient, eat it quickly."

"..." Qiao Ye thought for a while, and opened her mouth to bite on the pear. The sweet juice entered her mouth immediately, but it became inexplicably bitter. She handed the pear to Su Hongyan's mouth: "Mother, let's take a bite each, no It counts as a pear, right? It’s really sweet, try it.”

Su Hongyan was stunned for a moment, then took a bite of her hand, and said with a smile, "It's really sweet. Ye'er is such a silly child." There was a lot of heartache in the reproach.

"Mother, take another bite." Qiao Ye smiled and handed the pear to her lips, seemingly unintentionally asked: "If one day I can leave Xiangfu, where would mother want to go?"

Su Hongyan's smiling face faded, and she slowly chewed the pear meat: "Leaving the Xiangfu...hehe," she smiled wryly, "Ye'er, since the day my mother married into the Xiangfu, I never thought of going out."

(End of this chapter)