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Chapter 128 Gentle and crazy criticizing exotic protons (11)

Early in the morning, Zhu Yu was woken up by 888, saying that Concubine Ling would be angry if she didn't go back.

It was just dawning, and a faint light came into the room, which allowed Zhu Yu to see the current situation clearly.

She treated the villain as a heater and hugged him tightly.

Zhu Yu raised his eyebrows, slowly pulled away his arm from around the villain's neck, and stepped back gently.

Before leaving, she checked the wound on the boy's back, but luckily she didn't touch it, otherwise Zhu Yu would have beaten himself to death.

As soon as Zhu Yu walked to the door, there was movement behind him.

"Master..."

She turned her head and found that the villain had woken up at some point, and his dark eyes were staring in her direction, filled with questions and reluctance.

"You have a good rest and recover from your injuries first. I will come over to see you when I have time." After Zhu Yu said this, he opened the door and left.

The room became quiet again.

The young man stared at something, his clear eyes suddenly filled with a gloomy emotion.

On the table next to the bed were the wound medicine and paper candies that Zhu Yu had brought. Those seemed to be the only warm things in the palace.

The boy endured the pain and slowly climbed out of bed, took a candy and put it in his mouth.

Then I went back and lay down. The rain had stopped outside, but the sky was still cloudy. There were birds standing on the eaves and chirping, which made people upset.

The sugar in my mouth also makes me feel tired.

The young man frowned and put his little hand on his forehead. It was not as hot as last night.

A certain scene suddenly flashed through my mind. The soft and creamy feeling was still there, and heat seemed to be caressing my cheeks.

The young man's face suddenly turned red and his forehead became hot.

How is this going?!

Could it be that he had some strange illness?

The panic in his heart became more and more serious. The young man looked in the direction of the door, suddenly worried that he would die like this.

It's not that I haven't been hurt or hungry before, but Xiao Jingzhan felt that it was nothing. It was casual. If he died, he would be dead. What was it like when he lay down and woke up and found that he was not dead?

Oh, it’s a pity, a pity that I didn’t die.

After thinking about it, Xiao Jingzhan quickly gave himself some medicine, then went back to the bed and lay down obediently. He wanted to live and get better quickly so that he could see his master immediately.

"Su, Xing, Ran..."

The young man frowned slightly and murmured in a low voice. He scratched the edge of the pillow a few times with his little hand. His delicate face was full of confusion, "How should I write it..."

While it was still early, Zhu Yu returned to his small side hall, quickly washed up and changed clothes, then opened the door and went out, pretending to have just gotten up.

When she opened the door and went out, she happened to see a group of palace maids carrying precious things towards Concubine Ling's palace.

There are large and small boxes, with a rich variety, even more rewards than the favored concubine in the palace.

It should have been sent by Emperor Zhao An.

Zhu Yu suddenly remembered that she asked Concubine Ling in her spare time why the emperor still lived in the cold palace when the emperor still liked her so much.

She said at the time, "I'm too lazy to fight with them. I don't have to worry about eating and drinking here, and I don't have to look at the men's faces."

Zhu Yu smiled and nodded, stepping forward to intercept these things, but found that the door to Concubine Ling's palace opened by itself, and those people went in directly.

Concubine Ling didn’t get angry?

After the others left, Zhu Yu entered the palace and found Concubine Ling sitting on the table having breakfast, holding a white jade porcelain bowl in her hand, and the table was filled with gift boxes.

She seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile on her lips. When she saw Zhu Yu, she waved slightly, signaling Zhu Yu to come over for breakfast.

Zhu Yu then sat next to Concubine Ling, and the woman in purple immediately served her nutritious millet porridge and a small bowl of accompanying fruit.

Concubine Ling said: "I heard that this is shipped from the country of Lin. It tastes very good. You should try it too."

Zhu Yu paused slightly when he heard "Lin Guo" move, then put the grapes into his mouth as if nothing had happened, and chewed slowly, but kept observing Concubine Ling with his eyes, guessing what her intention was.

She didn't believe that a woman living in isolation from the world in the harem would be interested in a foreign country for no reason.

Concubine Ling smiled, "What do you think I'm doing? Is there something wrong with my face?"

"No, I'm just kidding."

"Really?" Concubine Ling raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Zhu Yu with bright eyes, "Who was the young boy you saw yesterday?"

Zhu Yu blinked at her, chewing grapes slowly, "His name is Xiao Jingzhan, he is Xing'er's friend."

Concubine Ling was still very satisfied with her truthful reporting attitude, but she did not forget to add: "Do you know his identity?"

Zhu Yu shook his head and raised his face seriously, "Isn't it more important to be sincere in making friends?"

"Yes, sincerity is the most important thing." Concubine Ling nodded, and continued: "But if there is sincerity in this world, there will be betrayal. Now that you have met him and made friends, you have to be more careful."

"Xing'er knows." Zhu Yu lowered his head, "But Xing'er has his mother's care and love, and he only has himself."

"Oh?" Concubine Ling looked at Zhu Yu with interest.

If she were not in the cold palace and Xing'er had reached the age where she should discuss marriage, she might feel sorry for her now but like her in the future.

But that man was just a proton, and he looked so soft and weak, so how could he be worthy of the girl she had carefully trained.

Concubine Ling thought to herself that someone like Xing'er would have to be worthy of a brave general in the future so that he would not suffer any disadvantages.

It seems that the prince has to hurry up.

"Beautiful empress, when Xing'er learns kung fu, you can protect your empress from being bullied by bad people." After Xing'er finished speaking, she reached out and patted her chest with a confident expression.

Zhu Yu raised his head and met Concubine Ling's eyes. Her eyes were clear and translucent, without any dodge, as if she was telling the truth calmly.

Concubine Ling was stunned for a moment.

Then she couldn't help laughing. This little devil wanted to be a hero before he grew up, but it was a pity that she didn't have so much time for him to grow up.

She smiled and touched Zhu Yu's head, "Xing'er should study hard, and swans should not be side by side with tits."

The prince, Zhao Jinghe, is still young. As long as Su Xingran performs well enough, she will become an evergreen from the beginning as a reading companion.

Jing'er is lucky to have her by her side.

"Well, Xing'er remembers what the empress said."

Zhu Yu nodded solemnly, then smiled again, like a dazzling sun, "Madam, can Xing'er borrow a few more books after dinner?"

Concubine Ling nodded, pretending to be jealous and teased: "Is it prepared for that Jamel Xiao? Xing'er really cares about others more and more."

Zhu Yu quickly waved his hand and wanted to explain the reason to her, but the woman in purple had already stood up and walked into the inner room, giving her no chance to explain.

After a while, Concubine Ling came out again, holding a thick stack of books in her hand, and handed them to Zhu Yu, "Teach them well, and I will personally come to check and accept them after a while."

Zhu Yu often ran to Xiao Jingzhan. She found that after beating the eunuch to scare the monkeys, he became much quieter.

Zhu Yu's daily teaching went smoothly. The villain's injuries were not fully healed yet. She only taught him writing a few days ago. Unexpectedly, he learned things very quickly.

It's just that although the characters have sharp edges, they always feel like they're missing something.


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