Divine Doctor and Farmer's Girl: Buy a husband to farm

Chapter 272
"I know I was wrong." Shizi lowered his head.

Su Qinghuan pursed her lips tightly, held his cool hand tightly, and said, "Baizhi, bring me my medicine box, and then let someone go in and get a basin of warm water out."

"Mother, no need—" Shizi looked at the surrounding humans in embarrassment.

"Your father ordered you to be beaten and punished, but you are not allowed to take medicine. You kneel down, and I will give you medicine. As for these people—" Su Qinghuan raised his eyelids, and looked at The onlookers had a cold attitude, "It doesn't matter."

Warm water and a medicine box were brought, Bai Zhi and the other two maids took the cloaks and opened them, blocking Su Qinghuan and Shizi inside.

Su Qinghuan cautiously retreated behind Shizi, and said cruelly: "Jin Nu, hold on."

"Well, it doesn't hurt."

Su Qinghuan's fingertips trembled slightly, he lifted his cotton robe and tied it around his waist, and cut open his trousers with scissors.

Shizi subconsciously fought back to protect himself, but he couldn't help moaning when he touched the wound.

"Let go." Su Qinghuan felt distressed and sullen, and pulled his hand away.

The bloody wound was glued to the close-fitting pants, and it hurt to tear it off.

Su Qinghuan was crying while dealing with it, and Shizi gritted his teeth, but the muscles behind him were tense, and he couldn't control the pain until he shuddered.

Su Qinghuan took a full hour to treat him before he finished applying the medicine, bandaged the wound with a clean cotton cloth, and then put on a pair of loose and thick cotton trousers.

"Come on, lift your knees up." Su Qinghuan supported him and straightened his trousers and cotton robe for him.

"Mother, there are still two hours." The prince whispered, no smile could be squeezed out of his pale face, "I want to eat brown sugar glutinous rice cakes."

The glutinous rice cake is very troublesome, and when she is ready, the two hours will pass.

Su Qinghuan stretched out her hand to straighten his messy hair, and said, "Baizhi, let the cook make brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, and then bring a bowl of ginger soup for the prince to drink. Jinnu, let me tell you a story."

The son knew that she had the most stubborn persistence under her gentleness, so he sighed and said: "Mother, you dote on your child so much, if you have a younger brother in the future, let me help you raise it."

"Okay." Su Qinghuan replied, "If it's my younger sister, I'll let you teach it too. If she's as unfocused as your Auntie Axuan, you can just teach her like your cousin."

"I don't want to part with my sister, and I don't dare. My cousin is afraid that he will spoil her to the sky." The prince murmured, "If it's a younger sister, she must be like a mother, so don't worry about it. I want to be a brother who doesn't know right from wrong. Sometimes she can marry whoever she wants, and I will kill anyone who dares to treat her badly."

Su Qinghuan's tears faded away, she nodded and smiled and said: "Okay. If your knee is uncomfortable, first put your weight on the left side, and then switch to the right side after a while. Come on, today I will tell you a story about the empress, she once said The famous saying, 'If I live to be two hundred years old, the whole continent will crawl under my feet'..."

Ekaterina the Great was the woman Su Qinghuan admired the most.Most of the women who have left a strong color in history, mostly rely on their hue to get high, but this one relies on 100% strength and ambition.

Thanks to her father, she was asked to read a biography every month. This habit has never stopped from the age of seven to 30.

Time passed slowly, and the servants of the Shizi Mansion stood behind them. The people who were watching the fun were infected by the warmth flowing around the two people who were not mother and son, but better than mother and son, and the meaning of ridicule gradually faded away.

"Let's go." An old voice said in the carriage at the corner.

As the sun set and night fell, a warm sedan chair was carried out from the mansion.

Bai Zhi supported Su Qinghuan, and Su Qinghuan pulled the eldest son into the sedan chair.

Of course, she is sitting and the prince is lying down.

The crown prince lay on Su Qinghuan's lap, and the latter carefully avoided his wounds and tidied his messy hair.

"Mother, the one who makes a big deal..."

"I don't want to hear it." Su Qinghuan interrupted Shizi's words.

"Mother," the eldest son smiled wryly, "My father and I have been angry with me a long time ago, and I have told you too..."

"I'm still very angry." Su Qinghuan sighed, "Jin Nu, are you happy to live like this for the rest of your life?"

She felt tired for him.

"It's okay." The son thought for a while and said, "The Eighth Prince is like that, do you think he is really happy and easy? Back then, the Eighth Prince and the first emperor were both descendants of the empress, and there was a rumor in the court that their Father and the Eighth Prince who likes to resemble me..."

"The Eighth Prince's personality is not suitable to be an emperor." Su Qinghuan said.

The prince did not refute, and said: "The Eighth Prince really avoided suspicion, and put the late emperor first in everything. But the late emperor still exiled him to southern Fujian for 11 years, and then recalled him to Beijing after seeing that he was really no threat. Everyone said that the Eighth Prince Don't fight or grab, idle clouds and wild cranes have preserved themselves and have great wisdom."

"But, mother, does he have a choice?" The prince smiled, "Maybe there was once; but later, now, he can only be a prisoner, honestly becoming what the emperor wants him to be, do you understand? . "

"Instead of waiting until that day to lose all minions, it is better to climb to the high place from the beginning and look down on all living beings. Even if the high place is extremely cold, it is worse than being trampled like an ant!"

"I just," Su Qinghuan moved her lips, "I think this is your father's business, it shouldn't be..."

"Mother," Shizi turned his head to look at her, her worried face was reflected in the black pupils, "it's my business! It will be me in the end!"

"I can't bear you." Su Qinghuan hugged him, "Why do you have to go this way?"

"Mother, this is my choice. I am eight years old, and I believe that in my lifetime, I can see the prosperity of the world!"

"I believe it too." Su Qinghuan swallowed all her reluctance, her eyes suddenly determined, "Jin Nu, from now on, I will never say anything to make you back down. Since you understand the path you want to choose, then walk firmly Go on. I support you, no matter where I am or what I am, I will support you."

The prince smiled brightly: "Where I am, you will be there; you will always be my mother."

When they arrived at the Shizi's courtyard, Su Qinghuan helped the Shizi down, and was surprised to see an acquaintance.

Ji Huaili.

Jiangnan talent, Ji Huaili who was rescued from heatstroke on the way to Beijing.

Behind him stood five or six people dressed as counselors ranging from 30 to [-] years old with gray beards, and they all seemed to be the counselors of the crown prince.

"Miss Su." Ji Huaili bowed his hands.

Su Qinghuan hurriedly said she didn't dare, and squatted down to return a big gift.

"How is sir?"

"Okay, okay, okay." Ji Huaili nodded and smiled, "Thank you Miss Su for saving me that day."

"Mr. Ji is serious."

The son said: "Mother, from now on, sir will live in the mansion forever."

(End of this chapter)