If he came back just like that, he would have failed and fell into Xiao Xian's plan.
Xiao Xian must be in the house, and he just wants to regain his face. If the servant says that he is not at home, then he will kneel at the door and say boldly: "Then I will kneel here,
Until the prince comes back!"
Thinking of this, Zhou Chuanren shivered. It was really cold. He didn't want to kneel on the cold hard floor at all.
But if I go back...
He was not sure whether grandpa would be angry, because although grandpa seemed to dote on him, if he did something wrong or did not follow grandpa's requirements, grandpa's punishment would be very severe.
He is not afraid of his father, but he is extremely afraid of his grandfather.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and said with a very backbone expression, "If you don't inform the prince, then I will keep kneeling here and wait for the prince to come out to see me. The prince is a noble man and will not be like me.
As knowledgeable as a little guard."
As he spoke, he wailed in his heart and knelt down.
As soon as I knelt down, the cold and hard stone slab really felt like my knees were about to break.
But there was no turning back when he opened his bow. Since he knelt down, he had no choice but to persevere, otherwise he would lose all his face.
The guard glanced at him and ignored him at all, but the other disciples were startled by him and said in surprise: "Master Zhou, our prince is really not in the house, what are you doing?"
Zhou Chuanren gritted his teeth and said, "The prince is not here, but the concubine is here, so just ask the concubine to come out."
Seeing that he was so self-righteous, the disciple sneered: "Master Zhou, have you made a mistake? Our concubine is weak and not feeling well yet. If she gets angry or something happens to her, don't say anything then.
It's you who are here to apologize, even if your entire Zhou family comes to apologize, it won't work."
After saying that, several people turned around and entered the door, and still closed the door.
On weekdays, the main door of the palace is not always open. Everyone has to go through the side door. This front door will only be opened when there is a big event.
When Zhou Chuanren saw this, he was so angry that evil fire shot up from the bottom of his heart, almost burning his brain. However, he felt the sting of a needle in his knee again, and the cold sting made his whole body feel numb.
A comfortable place, cold and painful, it is simply torture!
In his heart, he cursed Xiao Xian's eight generations of ancestors and Shen Mingzhu's family. He felt that a moment was like a year. Even after counting a hundred, he felt that a year, two years or even the first half of his life had been as long.
He kept kneeling, it was already dark, and the Zhou family's carriage was still waiting at the corner, so the servants could only go back and report.
Soon Master Zhou issued an order to let his grandson return to the mansion first. Maybe King Yan was really not in the mansion and was not really embarrassing his grandson.
But when Zhou Chuanren heard his grandfather asking him to go back, he was a little unconvinced. He had been kneeling for so long. If he went back, wouldn't all his previous efforts be wasted?
But he had no choice but to obey his grandfather's order.
When he wanted to stand up, he found that his whole body was in pain like it was falling apart and he had no strength at all.
Two boys quickly stepped forward to support him. Zhou Chuanren felt that his legs were numb and he had no feeling. He immediately started crying, "My, my legs, my legs, I have no feeling."
