When the man spoke, he had a sarcastic smile on his face.
Jiang Tang seemed to see a kind of disgust and indifference that could see through everything in his dark eyes.
She was slightly stunned.
But at this moment, I heard a man's emotionless voice: "When the doctor has finished reading, please invite the Eleventh Prince to come over."
From Xiao Yinhan's eyes, Jiang Tang realized that he might have just made a decision.
At this moment, she suddenly thought of a description of a man in the original novel:
"...Others only see King Rong as rude and cruel, and he only likes to solve problems with violence.
But they overlooked that his ability to escape unscathed after causing so many troubles was not only due to Emperor Huaiwen's favor, but also his precise control of people's hearts.
As long as Xiao Yinhan wants to, he can always see through what the other person wants."
For no reason, Jiang Tang felt panicked and his heartbeat was a little out of order.
Just at this moment, a cool male voice seemed to rub against my ears: "What are you afraid of?"
She subconsciously raised her head, with those beautiful and sharp cold phoenix eyes...
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"Look at the time, it's time for Little Eleven to pick up someone at Prince Rong's Mansion."
Concubine Xian's faint words made Erhua, the eldest maid standing nearby, feel her heart skip a beat, knowing that her master was asking about something else.
She lowered her head and handed the brewed tea to Concubine Xian: "The temperature is just right. Please moisten your mouth."
Concubine Xian came back to her senses and looked down at the green tea in front of her. Her initially hesitant and misty eyes slowly became firm and deep as the tea leaves undulated.
From the moment she stepped into the palace many years ago, there was no way out. Now there is no need to worry about whether it is worth it or not.
He has to go whether he wants to go or not.
The slightly hot tea rolled into her throat, and the fragrance filled her mouth. Concubine Xian closed her eyes and slowly savored her favorite tea.
But when she opened her eyes again, her whole temperament had become calm and natural, returning to her usual calmness.
If you stay in the palace for a long time, you will hear all kinds of rumors.
She once heard someone mention King Rong, saying that his arrogance was due to his disdain for the position of prince.
But who would believe this?
Once a prince is established, he will inherit the entire country of Liang in the future.
She originally thought that King Rong had offended the clan, and that trip to Dayu might be his end.
But who would have thought that his luck would be so good, and that in such a declining situation, he would be able to turn around and reverse his reputation among the people.
Not only that, after he returned, officials in the court began to approach him.
The emperor was already biased enough, but before that, no one except the emperor thought highly of him.
He was punished to go to the temple to clean up the temple, and he went to win over the leader of the nobles, who could not even bite the princes like Yu Guogong, to put in a good word for him...
A smile that could not be called gentle appeared on Concubine Xian's quiet face: "Now, even I can't understand. Is our prince really stupid, or is he pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to play with everyone?"
Guzhang."
And the only thing she can do now is to let her little Eleven wake up as soon as possible.
You don't have to fight in this palace, and others won't let you go.
After a long time, she spoke again with a calm voice: "Go and get ready."
But Er Hua next to him stopped breathing.
She knew that the empress had finally made her decision.
"Slave, please leave."
As a smart palace maid, Er Hua doesn't talk much. She carries out her master's orders immediately.
Just like... Aunt Zhao, as long as the master opens her mouth, she cannot refuse even if it means taking their lives.
It's just that His Highness would be very sad if he found out. After all, she was his favorite nanny.
Their ladies are also...really cruel.
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"Fourth brother, are you feeling better?"
Before the Eleventh Prince came over, Jiang Tang had already left the room.
Xiao Yinhan didn't like her seeing men other than him, not counting Eunuch Liu, of course.
(Eunuch Liu: Are you polite?)
"...Fourth Brother, let me tell you, the servants in your house are really clumsy and they need to be trained carefully so that they don't let you down in the future."
If he wasn't really worried about Aunt Zhao, the eleventh prince wouldn't have the courage to make irresponsible remarks in front of his fourth brother given his timid personality.
But to him, Grandma Zhao was no ordinary person.
The Eleventh Prince suffered from smallpox when he was eight or nine years old. At that time, his mother, Concubine Xian, was pregnant with her little sister and could not take care of him. It was Aunt Zhao who stayed with him and accompanied him through the most difficult period.
A difficult time.
The eight or nine-year-old child in the palace has already remembered things. Even though he knows that taking care of himself is the responsibility of the slaves, it cannot change his dependence on Aunt Zhao.
He couldn't be more intimate with this nanny.
It can be said that just as Concubine Xian had planned, if Aunt Zhao really had an accident in Prince Rong's Mansion today.
Even if he knew it was not the fourth brother's fault, the eleventh prince would still hold a grudge against him.
Fortunately, Eunuch Liu came in time, explained clearly, and arranged for a doctor to come and see him, which eliminated most of the dissatisfaction in the eleventh prince's heart.
It was rare that his fourth brother had grown more patient today and didn't even get angry after listening to him talk for a long time. He just asked her one sentence after he finished speaking: "Since your nanny is old and sick, how can I help you?"
What is her intention in taking care of me?"
Very good. As expected of Prince Rong himself, he stopped the eleventh prince in just one sentence.
The Eleventh Prince kept his mouth open for a while, then closed it and said with some grievance: "Fourth Brother, you are right. I let Aunt Zhao come because she is the one who has the most experience in taking care of people."
"Is this what you think, or is it what others think?"
Xiao Yinhan's eyes were so cold that the eleventh prince, who originally thought he was joking, suddenly realized something...
After a while, when the young man walked out of the living room again, his handsome and lovely face was no longer as innocent and cute as before.
His brows were furrowed, and his head seemed to be covered by something heavy.
After the young man left, Jiang Tang went to the hall with newly brewed tea.
"Has the prince said everything?"
She handed the tea cup to the man, but Xiao Yinhan seemed to do it on purpose, imitating her appearance yesterday and ignoring her coldly.
Jiang Tang blinked his eyes and was not in a hurry. He just tilted his head and said with a sigh: "I thought that the prince would be soft-hearted to the eleventh prince because of his young age."
Xiao Yinhan finally raised his eyes to look at her, and there was something in his words: "There is no such word as soft-hearted in this king's house."
Since Concubine Xian dares to send her precious son to him as a knife, then it’s not an exaggeration for him to take it and stab her back, right?
After learning the man's true thoughts, Jiang Tang said: I was wrong. The male protagonist is still the same male protagonist, and his jealousy must be stronger than his desire for revenge.
He has always been the only one who has taken the blame for everyone in the world. Anyone who dares to plot against him, not even his little brother!
