The Queen Mother's voice interrupted the conversation between the imperial concubine and the eldest prince, and both of them looked over.
The Queen Mother waved.
"Tell it to the Ai family as well."
The imperial concubine smiled and pushed the eldest prince. The eldest prince stood up and walked over with a smile. He and the little princess sat next to the emperor. Watching the father and son talking, the queen mother thought of something.
"Send some of this fresh soup to the queen," she said. "She is not in good health. I am afraid she will be frightened again today, so she will have a taste."
"I'll go take a look later," the emperor said.
The Queen Mother nodded and watched as the chamberlain took the order and left. After a while, she came back and thanked the Queen.
"Is the Queen asleep?" the Queen Mother asked.
"No, I was talking to the prince. My servant brought soup and shared some food with the prince. I am in good spirits." The servant said with a smile.
You see, avoiding people, this is called avoiding people, people are not there, but they are everywhere.
The imperial concubine tightened her grip on the fan and fanned it hard several times.
The chamberlain, too, was too talkative. He just asked the queen if she had slept, and just answered no, and talked so much nonsense.
The Queen Mother and the Emperor looked at each other and smiled.
"I knew he was thinking about me," the Queen Mother said.
The emperor said nothing and nodded, but his expression was enough to express his appreciation.
So what? He is just a prince, and now he relies on filial piety to stay in the palace. Is it possible that he can still be filial for the rest of his life?
The Queen Mother uses him to be filial, the father uses him to be filial, the Queen uses him to be filial, but I don't need him to be filial.
The eldest prince, who was sitting at the bottom, was eating leisurely with a golden cup.
When the golden cup was put down, there was no soup left in it. Prince Jin'an wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, bowed and left.
"Your Majesty, please rest early." He said.
The Queen leaned back and watched him retreat.
"Go out, don't waste it." She said, "If you don't want to let it go, you have to let it go."
Prince Jin'an raised his head and shook his head with a smile, but did not speak.
"Why are you doing this? You will be tied up by him for the rest of your life." The queen said, "Let's go and live your life outside. You have been with him long enough."
Prince Jin'an still smiled and shook his head without saying anything.
"Now that you are gone, with the protection of the Emperor and the Queen Mother, you can become a wealthy and idle prince. The longer you stay in the palace, the more disliked you will be and the deeper the resentment will be. In the future, when the Queen Mother and Your Majesty are no longer around, your life will be afraid.
It's hard for you. How can you take care of Prince Qing if you don't have a good time?" The Queen said again, "If you are really good for him, you should think about the future and don't dwell on petty sentiments."
This was probably the most words the queen had said in more than two years. Prince Jin'an stopped and bowed to her.
"So please take good care of yourself and take care of us for a long time," he said.
The queen looked at him and finally shook her head, closed her eyes and stopped talking. The maids lowered their curtains to block their sight.
The lights in Prince Qing's Palace were bright, and laughter could be heard from a distance.
A smile appeared on Prince Jin'an's face, and he stepped forward quickly. In the bright hall, several servants were running around playing with a child.
The chubby child held a rattle in one hand, laughing so hard that his eyes were blinded, and the saliva hanging down from the corner of his mouth had already wet the scarf around his neck.
His steps were staggering, his body was fat, and he fell down without seeing anything, and screamed loudly.
There was a thick carpet on the floor, several tables had been removed, and even the pillars were surrounded by cushions to ensure that he would not bump into him, so no one was too nervous when he fell.
"Brother Six, what's wrong?" Prince Jin'an smiled and walked over, kneeling on the ground to help him.
Prince Qing lay on the ground and screamed for a while, then threw the rattle in his hand at the nearest person. Prince Jin'an's hand and arm were hit, and the servants tried to stop him cautiously and nervously.
The prince of Jin'an County stopped them and allowed King Qing to beat him while coaxing him with a smile.
The waiter standing outside couldn't help but sigh.
Prince Qing couldn't recognize people and couldn't understand words, so all these thoughts were in vain, he was just trying to comfort himself.
During the commotion, King Qing got tired, threw down the rattle and fell asleep. King Jin'an quickly pulled him up, coaxed and pushed him to take a bath and change clothes.
The child on the couch snored, and Prince Jin'an stopped telling the story and put down the small flag, knife, gun and other toys in his hand.
"Your Highness, it's getting late, you should take a rest soon." The chamberlain on the side said in a low voice.
Prince Jin'an did not move. He sat looking at the sleeping child and stretched out his hand to caress his face.
"He is too fat and has poor health. How can he lose weight?" He said, "Ask Dr. Li."
"Your Highness, perhaps there is no need to call for Dr. Li." The chamberlain whispered from the side.
Prince Jin'an glanced at him.
"Just now, Mrs. Cheng has come to Beijing," the chamberlain said.
The Prince of Jin'an County stood up a little glumly.
"She's here? When?" he asked in surprise.
The voice was loud enough to disturb the sleeping child on the couch. After humming a few times, Prince Jin'an stretched out his hand and patted him gently for a moment. After sleeping peacefully, he put down the curtain and walked out.
"It arrived today." The waiter continued.
The prince of Jin'an County said, holding hands. He wanted to say something but seemed to have nothing to say. He just felt that his heart was turbulent and agitated.
There was a moment of silence in the hall.
"Your Highness, you should also wash up and rest." The chamberlain said.
The Prince of Jin'an County said, "Oh," and took a step forward.
The hot water was carefully scooped up and poured down by the palace maid, sliding over the young man's broad shoulders and flowing into the tub.
Prince Jin'an seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, and the maids moved more lightly.
She's back! She's back!
With a crash, Prince Jin'an stood up from the bathtub. The palace maids were startled, staring blankly at the young man's unobstructed muscular body. When they recovered, they all blushed and backed away.
There are many rules in the palace, especially here in Jin'an County Prince's place, and the maids rarely get close to each other.
The coolness hit, King Jin'an came to his senses, and sat back in the water again. The maids stepped forward again. Before they could reach out their hands, King Jin'an stood up again. This time he stepped out of the tub and took the water on the side.
Wrapped in a towel, I walked out barefoot.
When it was daylight, the door of Qin Shisanlang's room was still closed.
"Master, haven't you gotten up yet?"
Mrs. Qin was a little surprised when she came over.
"I was late studying last night," the maids said hurriedly.
Mrs. Qin frowned.
"That's really strange." She said, looking at the door thoughtfully, "His father was not wrong."
Staying up late studying has never been Qin Shisanlang's style.
"Come, come, who followed the young master yesterday?"
Listening to the words of his mother and maids outside the door, and then the footsteps disappeared, Qin Thirteenth Lang inside the door turned over on the couch and lay flat on his back, with his hair spread out on the bed as his pillow, crossed his legs and looked at the ceiling,
I shook the fan with one hand, but still didn't want to get up.
What should I do today?
You can't throw away your homework. In fact, there is nothing to throw away. It's not like he can't learn it.
Friends, are you going to meet me? There's nothing to see, and it's boring to gossip and point out court affairs.
Playing the piano and shooting arrows, the weather is hot and I don’t want to move.
Shaking the fan in his hand, Qin Shisanlang turned over again and faced inward, covering his face with the fan.
Just go to sleep.
But the footsteps outside the door, which had been silent, started ringing again.
Unable to sleep, my mother asked the servant and found out what was going on, and she could no longer live in peace.
Sure enough, there was a loud bang on the door.
Qin Thirteenth Lang still covered his face with his fan, pretending he didn't hear anything. He could only be quiet for a moment. As soon as his thoughts flashed across his mind, the door was kicked open by someone.
Mother is not so excited, right? Qin Shisanlang was startled and sat up, looking at the door with an expression of astonishment.
The person standing at the door had his back to the bright light, looking a little dazed, and outlined a broad and strong figure.
"Hey, the sun is so high, and you're still sleeping? Is this what you call the No. 1 scholar's style?" Zhou Lang crossed his arms, raised his chin and looked at the young man wearing disheveled green silk clothes on the couch with a look of disgust.
said.
There was no eloquent reply or rebuttal, and there was a silence in the room.
Zhou Lang came in, took a few steps closer and looked at him.
"Hey, have you become a fool if you don't know how to read?" He said, reaching out and pushing down Qin Shisanlang's head, "Are you stupid? Are you stupid?"
Qin Shisanlang reached out and opened him.
"Go, go, go." He said angrily, "Don't look at any evil, did you break into the bedroom casually? You're even more barbaric when you go out."
Zhou Lang sighed and reached out to push his head again.
"Don't look at me if you're not polite. I've seen you naked, and you still care about being so slovenly..." He clicked his tongue a few times, looking at Thirteenth Lang Qin, and then at himself, wearing an indigo linen robe and green cloth shoes.
, plain color belt, clean, neat and bright.
He couldn't help laughing and pointed at himself.
"Look at me, look at me, look at you. This is the first time I've seen you look so sloppy. You're really a man who has become more and more uglier..."
Before the laughter ended, Qin Shisanlang jumped up, raised his hand and punched him.
This punch was quite powerful, and Zhou Lang took a few steps back.
"Okay, my little arms still have some strength..." he continued laughing.
Qin Shisanlang raised his hand and punched him a few more times.
"If you hit me again, I'll hit you back..."
"I am different now than before... my fists are very hard... I will see blood when I strike..."
"Don't blame me for hurting you..."
"..You keep hitting, you keep hitting...I really fought back..."
The room was filled with shouts and shouts, followed by clanking and clanging sounds. The maids under the porch looked over, only smiled and looked away.
The two young men who rolled to the ground were panting, and Saturday Lang did not forget to kick them one last time.
"You are really promising. Why are you laughing at me? Why are you so crazy!" he shouted.
Qin Shisanlang also kicked him back without any politeness.
The two lay on the ground and kicked each other again.
"Okay, okay, that's enough, I was injured on the battlefield!" Zhou Lang shouted.
Qin Shisanlang sighed and continued to kick him.
"You are really promising. You have become more capable. You knew how to write me a letter and cry when you were injured. Why didn't you know to write me a letter in advance when you came back?" He shouted, "Where did you learn these girly tricks?"
Saturday Lang burst out laughing.
"How about it, surprise?" He smiled while lying down.
Qin Shisanlang kicked him in the face.
Suddenly there was a howl in the room.
"My face! You damn little cripple!" (To be continued)
