The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

Chapter 545 Warmth (Part 2)

The emperor and Princess Ning'an hurried to the direction of Taiye Pool, and as expected, they saw Huangfuxian covered in blood on the grass behind a rockery near Taiye Pool.

That scene was unforgettable for the emperor—Huangfuxian’s legs were not covered with a thick blanket like before, his legs were covered with blood, a pair of empty trouser legs fluttered in the cold wind, and his hands were also stained. There was blood, even his cheeks, the corners of his eyes, and his neck were all splattered with blood.

A drop trickled down the corner of his mouth.

His eyes are empty and dark, and his figure is lonely and incomplete.

Suddenly, an indescribable feeling welled up in the emperor's heart, which seemed to be aversion to cold, but also horror.

A thought flashed through his mind - how could there be such a terrible child in the world?

Huangfuxian was only thirteen years old, one year younger than Gu Xiaoshun, but the coldness he displayed was by no means what a normal person should have.

The emperor's eyes fell on his empty trouser legs, and his throat suddenly choked.

"Xin'er! What are you doing!"

Princess Ning'an almost roared and ran over. She tightly grasped Huangfuxian's shoulders with both hands, and shook his thin body in a broken state, "What have you done!"

Huangfuxian let her dangle on the cold wheelchair with a blank expression.

Princess Ning An said with red eyes: "You talk! What did you do! Why did you do that!"

The emperor came back to his senses, stepped forward and pulled Princess Ning'an away, Princess Ning'an covered her face, leaned into the emperor's arms and broke down crying: "It's all my fault...it's my fault..."

The emperor looked, but did not see the dog's body, wondering if the child had thrown the dog into the Taiye pool.

Thinking of a thirteen-year-old child being so cruel, the emperor couldn't help but close his eyes and gasped.

Because he was Ning An's son, he had to endure it.

Ning An has suffered too much, he can't let her suffer any more.

"You go back first, I will talk to him." The emperor said to Princess Ning'an.

Princess Ning'an cried and glanced at Huangfuxian, and the emperor patted her on the shoulder comfortingly: "I won't do anything to him, I just want to have a nice word with him."

In terms of what the emperor said, it would be inappropriate for Princess Ning An not to go back.

Princess Ning'an choked with sobs and said to Huangfuxian: "Don't make your uncle angry."

Huangfuxian lazily leaned on the back of the wheelchair, as if ignoring anyone.

Princess Ning'an turned around and returned to Bixia Hall.

The emperor looked at Huangfuxian, hesitated for a while, and took two steps in front of him, stopped beside his wheelchair, then the emperor sighed earnestly: "Xian'er, I know you are suffering, you lost your legs, Losing my father again, I understand your sadness in my heart."

"Heh." Huangfuxian sneered disdainfully, as if scoffing at the emperor's words.

Since the emperor came to the throne, no one except the Empress Dowager Zhuang dared to talk to him like this. He didn't care about a child for the time being. He said: "Yes, I have never lost my legs. I can't understand all your pains, but I also lost my legs. After my father, I understand the pain of losing my father."

Huangfuxian said sarcastically: "Your Majesty and I are in a different situation. Your Majesty's father died of illness, and my father was killed by someone."

The emperor frowned and said, "Your father betrayed the court."

Huangfu said calmly: "His court is the Dali Dynasty."

The emperor clenched his fists and gasped again.

Kiss your nephew, don't be angry, don't be angry.

The emperor looked at him and said, "If you want to blame, blame me, don't blame your mother, don't make your mother angry by doing these things."

Huangfuxian didn't look at the emperor, but looked at the peaceful Taiye Lake not far away, and said in a cold tone: "She betrayed my father, I just want to blame her, I will never forgive him in my life. Of course , I will not forgive Your Majesty, Your Majesty had better kill me as soon as possible, otherwise, when I have strength, I may continue my father's great cause of restoring the country!"

"you!"

"I am the royal family of the Dali Dynasty, and my father's blood flows in my body. I will not die for a day, and the Dali Dynasty will not die for a day!"

...

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

Eunuch Wei's voice sounded from far and near.

The emperor's consciousness came back, and only then did he realize that he had already returned to the imperial study, and he had been in a daze for a long time without knowing it.

He almost strangled the kid just now, he almost killed him!

It was the child's appearance that was too similar to Ning An's to pull him back to his sanity.

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would decree to have his head chopped off, so he left him alone and left.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" Eunuch Wei looked at his Majesty worriedly.

The emperor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, shook his head and said, "I'm fine, how is Xiaoqi?"

Duke Wei said coyly: "The slave sent His Highness the Seventh Prince to Kunning Palace and handed it over to the Queen. The Queen...seems not very happy."

Who can be happy about this?

Being bullied once or twice is still in the hands of the same person.

Empress Xiao is not a weak and deceitful lord, and Kunning Palace may have formed a relationship with Yao Bixia.

The emperor squeezed the sore brows: "You send someone to go to Kunning Palace and tell me that I will have dinner tonight."

This is to appease Empress Xiao.

Eunuch Wei agreed: "Yes."

Eunuch Wei has gone.

The melancholy on the emperor's eyebrows did not dissipate for a long time.

Empress Xiao was so comforting, it was not so easy for him to overcome the hurdle in his heart.

His mind was full of Huangfuxian's words - I will not die for a day, and Dali will not die for a day!

The remnants of the previous dynasty were so capable of making troubles that they left a terrible shadow in the emperor's heart.

In fact, Huangfuxian is just a 13-year-old cripple, how can he restore the country?

However, another voice floated in the emperor's mind—the blood of the former royal family flowed in his body, and he inherited his father's mind and means.

He is a child without the slightest sympathy and compassion. If he grows up, he will have endless troubles.

On the table was a request for the canonization of Princess Ning'an as the Princess Protector.

The emperor had already made up his mind, no matter how much the court objected, he would definitely give Ning An the title of eldest princess.

But now he was suddenly not sure.

Is he really going to make Ning An a female prince?

In that way, after a hundred years of Ning'an, her fiefdom and the power of the princes will be inherited by Huangfuxian. Will Huangfuxian, who holds real power, really become the second King Yi or consort?

There are two choices before him.

One, canonize Ning'an as the princess protecting the country, the same rank as the princes, but Huang Fuxian must be killed to avoid future troubles.

Second, don't confer Ning'an, let Ning'an be an ordinary princess, and Huangfu Xian will be an ordinary dandy, and will never have the capital to restore the country.

...

On the other side, Huangfuxian pushed the wheelchair back to Bixia Hall.

Princess Ning'an was waiting for him in his room, seeing him approaching, Princess Ning'an pushed back the servants.

There were only mother and child left in the room, and Princess Ning'an looked at his legs heavily: "Where's your blanket?"

"Dirty, throw it away." Huangfuxian said flatly.

Princess Ning'an took a deep breath: "Huangfuxian..."

Huangfuxian cut her lips and interrupted her: "You don't want to know what I said to His Majesty?"

"What did you say to Your Majesty?" Princess Ning An asked.

Huangfuxian said with a smile: "I said, I hate you, and I hate him too. You killed my father. I will avenge my father one day. As long as I don't die, the Dali Dynasty will not perish!"

Snapped!

Princess Ning'an slapped him coldly with a backhand!

This slap was merciless, and Huangfuxian fell to the ground with his wheelchair. He rolled out of the wheelchair, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

He looked at her with a sneer: "is mother so little strength?"

Princess Ning'an's chest heaved violently, and she stared at him furiously, even her body was trembling suppressedly.

Huangfuxian laughed wildly, the dried blood on his cheeks merged with the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, and he looked strange: "Mother, guess, if there is a son who wants to rebel, will His Majesty still be able to do it?" Let you be the eldest princess?"

Princess Ning'an's nails dug deeply into her flesh: "From today onwards, you are not allowed to step out of the room!"

After finishing speaking, Princess Ning An turned and left.

No one came in to help him up.

Huangfuxian just slumped on the cold floor, staring blankly at the carved beams on the top.

The world seemed to be quiet, and the cold wind poured in through the gaps in the windows.

Huangfuxian was so cold that his whole body and his pair of disabled legs lost consciousness. He didn't move or scream.

Suddenly, there was a cooing sound on the window sill, as if a big bird had landed.

Huangfuxian didn't care.

He just lay there waiting to die.

Then a cute little figure climbed in on the window sill and fell to the ground with a thud.

Huangfuxian raised his eyes this time, but unfortunately he was frozen and the range of movement of his eyes was limited, so he couldn't see anything.

Until that little figure ran over with a rattling sound, and came face to face with him upside down on top of his head.

"Little brother."

Xiao Jingkong said hello.

"What are you here for?" Huangfuxian closed his eyes lightly, and asked angrily, "Is this a place you can come to?"

Xiao Jingkong ignored his indifference, walked around to him, and asked curiously, "What are you doing lying on the ground?"

Huangfu Xian sarcastically said: "Oh, fun?"

"Oh." Xiao Jingkong also lay down beside him.

Huangfuxian: "..."

Xiao Jingkong lay down for a while, with his little hands folded on his stomach: "But I feel so cold."

Huangfuxian: Isn't this nonsense?

Xiao Jingkong sat up and took out a small porcelain bottle from his purse: "Here you are."

Huangfu Xian said calmly: "What?"

Xiao Jingkong explained: "Golden sore medicine is for healing."

Huangfuxian said indifferently, "The dog is dead."

Xiao Qingkong said: "It's for you, isn't your hand injured?"

Huangfuxian's eyelashes trembled slightly.

His hand did hurt, but no one noticed.

They all thought the blood on his hands belonged to the dog.

Seeing that he didn't reach for it, Xiao Jingkong simply grabbed his hand, intending to stuff the golden sore medicine into his hand.

But when Xiao Qingkong grabbed it, he realized that his hands were frighteningly cold: "Your hands are so cold! You can't lie on the ground anymore!"

Huangfu Xian said: "I want you to take care of it!"

Xiao Jingkong looked around and saw that his wheelchair was also overturned on the ground. He thought for a while and said, "Did you fall?"

Huangfuxian said coldly: "I said, don't worry about it!"

Xiao Jingkong got up and straightened the wheelchair that was bigger than himself with great effort, and then he went to help Huangfuxian.

Huangfuxian was frozen stiff, so naturally it was not so easy to help him up. Xiao Jingkong thought for a while, grabbed his hand and began to rub it, exhaling while rubbing: "This way it won't be cold, and it will be warm soon."

Ever since Huangfu Xian lost his legs, he hated getting close to people. Even Princess Ning An is not able to touch him, but the little guy grabbed his hand and rubbed it?

Huangfuxian became angry from embarrassment: "Let go!"

Xiao Jingkong imitated Gu Jiao's usual way of treating him and touched Huangfuxian's forehead: "It will be fine soon, don't worry."

And touch his head!

Huangfuxian was about to explode!

After Xiao Jingkong rubbed his left hand, he went to rub his right hand, and the right hand quickly warmed up too.

The next step should be to rub his legs.

It was his untouchable taboo, incomplete and ugly, even his biological father would instinctively avoid it because of the chill.

Don't touch there.

He will be crazy!

Huangfuxian stared at Xiaoqingkong.

Fortunately, Xiao Qingkong didn't touch his legs. After warming his hands, Xiao Qingkong tried to help him sit up again.

I don't know if it was because of the excitement at that moment that made his blood surge, but his body was really not so stiff.

He sat up.

Xiao Qingkong pushed the wheelchair in front of him, he grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair with both hands, gritted his teeth and sat on it.

"Are you in pain?"

Xiao Jingkong asked him.

This time it was his legs.

Huangfuxian's throat slipped, and he said lightly, "It doesn't hurt much."

Xiao Jingkong bent down.

Huangfuxian thought that he was going to lift up his trouser legs, and his face changed violently.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Qingkong just stopped on top of his broken leg, and blew lightly with his small mouth: "Hurrah, it doesn't hurt anymore."

There was no fear or disgust in those clean little eyes.