Very few people came to Nianxi Palace. Wan Qiyun, the king who was seriously ill and had withdrawn from the competition for the throne, had already faded out of the sight of people who were willing to spend money and money and were only interested in profit. Therefore, Mai Mai's presence did not disturb anyone.
Since Maimai woke up, she has never mentioned anything about her younger brother. In addition to taking good care of her body, she also actively studied everything about the Qisa Dynasty. She has read through all Wan Qixun's collection of books. Maimai has always been good at her homework.
She worked hard as before the college entrance examination and quickly mastered the history and current situation of the Qisa dynasty.
Except for the handsome Wan Qixun whom she met on the first day, Mai Mai never saw him again. But the pretty maid Xiao Yu often came to deliver medicine with a dark face.
Mai Mai found it quite funny and couldn't tell where this inexplicable hostility came from. Was it due to her status as an 'abandoned concubine'?
In the leisurely afternoon, Mai Mai was still sitting in her room reading a book. Suddenly she heard a noise outside the house, which was particularly jarring in the quiet Nianxi Palace. Her room was close to the living room, so what she heard was more direct. She thought it was nothing to do, but
But when he heard the familiar cough, he was slightly startled. What happened outside? King Hao is not in good health, does he still need to step in to solve it?
Unable to read a single line of words in the book, Mai Mai became increasingly unable to sit still. Finally, Mai Mai put down the book in her hand.
In the quiet and elegant living room, the person sitting high on the throne is not the owner of the 'Nian Xiyuan', Wan Qiqi, but the arrogant-looking King Fan, Wan Qifan. His brocade robe makes him high-spirited, and he orders his father to be the king.
After putting down the precious supplements he had been given, he said perfunctorily, "Seventh brother, how are you doing lately?"
"Ahem...it's okay." Wan Qixun sat in a wooden wheelchair, covered with a thin blanket that was out of season. His pale eyes were half-closed and his tone was distant.
He frowned in dissatisfaction. Among the seven brothers, he was the one who ignored the ethics the most, and yet he was the most doted on by his father. If he hadn't been seriously ill, the throne would have been neither his nor his fourth brother's. It must have belonged to him.
"Haha," Wan Qifan raised one corner of his mouth and said casually, "Isn't it because your father doesn't come to see you often?" He then said to himself, "As you know, my father has been busy with state affairs recently.
The eldest brother has to be with his father at all times to take care of his worries. Even if the seventh brother can't help his father, he should be considerate." He was quite proud as he spoke.
"Cough cough cough..." Wan Qixun coughed a few times, and Xiao Yu quickly handed over the handkerchief and wiped his lips carefully.
"Thank you, brother." His calm eyes showed no emotion, and he answered bluntly.
Wan Qifan suppressed his displeasure and deepened his smile, "What if you don't live up to expectations, I have to fulfill my filial piety for you. In the future, you go west..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and scolded sternly, "King Fan, what are you talking about! King Qi's body is very strong!" His little fists were clenched, and his pretty face was swollen with anger.
red.
Wan Qifan's eyes were slightly narrowed, and he let out a quick breath of danger. His face was extremely embarrassed. How could he not be angry when a maid next to a sick man snatched him away!
"Humph! What a girl who doesn't know her identity! Your master is incompetent and can't discipline his slaves, so I'll discipline them for him!" He turned his head disdainfully, as if having a bad temper with her would be a disgrace to his status. "Come on, slap me!"
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"Yes!" the eunuch beside him responded and walked towards Xiao Yu.
Wan Qiyun was still sitting quietly on the chair, turning a deaf ear to what was going on around him. The afternoon sun fell on the white snow clothes, giving off a dizzying and illusive beauty.
Xiao Yu raised his head without fear and had no intention of asking his master for help.
"Pah! Pah! Pah!" There was a slap, accompanied by King Fan's pride and King Gou's indifference.
"Stop!" A voice shouted, attracting everyone's attention.