Chapter 13 Prince

I want to tell him that I won't pursue the past, and I don't want any princess title. I just want a hug that can stabilize me at any time, just like my father, just like you... but I didn't say anything, just cried in front of his clothes, as if I wanted to cry all the troubles and grievances. I think he will understand me.

Maybe it's really sick from the heart. After resting for a day, there is no pain in the neck at all, and the person is much more refreshed. When it was dinner, I refused to use porridge and ordered it myself. So when I used up a whole plate of noodles and prepared to solve the large piece of meat, Lan Ying and the others were stunned and hurriedly dissuad me, "The overeating is not suitable for health. You have never used so much since you entered the palace, and you are weak." I stopped the chopsticks aggrievedly and said pitifully, "I'm really hungry."

The emperor's uncle should have left after I fell asleep, and there was still a faint fragrance mixed with the smell of medicine in the room.

Thinking about that time, his front was already soaked, but he still gently framed me in his arms and patted me on the back. When my mood gradually stabilized, he hugged me back to the bed and carefully tweaked the quilt for me. I held his hand tightly for fear that he would leave. He sat on the couch and said, "Go to sleep. I'll accompany you."

I knew that after a palace change, the aftermath work must be extremely cumbersome. At first, I didn't realize it, but now I found that his eyes were full of blood. Last night, he must have stayed up all night, and he was so tired and consumed energy on me.

I moved in a little and patted the empty position, still a little sobbed: "I want to sleep with my uncle." Stupid child." He got rid of the cLOG and put my head on his arm: "Is it good?" When the words fell, he even sounded a slight sound, and I rubbed in his arms and fell into a dream. When I was half awake, I seemed to hear a sigh: "Silly, don't listen to others, your mother... You will always know in the future."

In the next few days, the days were very quiet, because the emperor's uncle ordered that no one should go to Huanxi Hall to disturb my rest.

However, I think that even without this instruction, no one will come to visit me for the time being, because the palace has been very busy, and the Empress Dowager still enjoyed the state funeral in the end. She only claimed to have died violently and was nicknamed filial piety.

As the saying goes, "family ugliness is not public", although the Empress Dowager is well known to everyone, she still has to save some face for the mother of a country. Moreover, the word "kindness" is indeed suitable for Dugu. In the final analysis, she just wants to dedicate the best thing in the world to her son, but she really didn't think that even if she succeeds, his son can sit in that seat safely? According to Xiuxiu's inking, King Chu of Qi is three years younger than me, but now he can only say a few simple words. He usually doesn't cry, make noise or pay attention to people, and lock himself in the house all year round.

Since the former Empress Dowager, she has deliberately avoided her son's abnormality, and no one is allowed to mention it, so she only said that the king of Qi and Chu was weak and sick. Now that the empress dowager falls, the "stupid prince" has become one of the most exciting topics for everyone.

As for another hot topic, it is the newly released Princess Chang'an.

At this moment, Xiuxiu is blushing and telling me all the rumors she heard about Princess Chang'an, and I listened with great interest.

It is rumored that Princess Chang'an is beautiful. I held a bronze mirror in my hand and touched my fleshy cheeks. It is rumored that Princess Chang'an behaved elegantly, and I was lying on the bed in a big character at that time. It is rumored that Princess Chang'an is loyal and filial, regardless of the threat of gangsters, and strived to be a holy sword, so heavy I can't afford to hurt, life and death are not clear.

This, he was lucky enough to be daggered by a knife on the scene that day, and it seems that he was the only one who was down. I touched my neck again, and the medical officer who just left said that the gauze could be removed tomorrow and repeatedly promised that it would not leave any traces.

Finally, Xiuxiu touched his head and solemnly concluded: "It is rumored to be reliable that sows can climb trees." I was wondering how this was so familiar when she muttered, "Men are reliable, and trees can climb sows.

Huh? I blinked at her, and she was angry: "Today, the maidservant is listening to the group of maids talking about the night trip to the palace. The wooden face came over silently and scolded us harshly. Finally, everyone dispersed him but grabbed the maidservant and just stared at it."

She blushed and stammered. Even the silent Lan Ying couldn't help asking, "Is it Lord Yan Yun? What happened later?" Xiuxiu suddenly flattened his mouth and said, "He said with a beautiful face, why did he have one more mouth?" ...Lan Ying leaned sideways and his shoulders trembled, and I lay on the couch with a smile, patting Pu Xi and sighed, "This Yan Yun is really a wonderful person."

"What about then?" I asked. Then, he left when he had something to do, and the maidservant came back. I narrowed my eyes and said, "From the truth, will you give up so easily?" That's all. By the way, the bloody coat you came back has been washed and ironed. It's so beautiful. In addition, Mr. Qin sent two entry and exit orders, saying that it was for me and Sister Lan..." Such a poor transfer skill must have a ghost in his heart.

However, the conjecture was quickly confirmed. Spring is just right, and the sun is warm, shining on the body, soft and soft.

Under the guidance of the palace people, we watched it all the way along the Taiye Pool. Xiuxiu held a girl's hand and kept chirling. It was her new friend Xia Wei, who was the palace attendant of Huanxi Hall. She was as old as her and 13 or 14 years old. Her round face looked very kind. Xiuxiu had asked Lan Ying to let her enter the inner hall to serve.

Lan Ying is still a unique personality. Since she came out, she has always followed me half a step and will never go any further.

This scene reminded me of the first day I entered the palace and traveled to the royal garden with Duguhong. I was very happy, but he was silent.

Speaking of which, I haven't seen him since the palace banquet. I heard that Dugujin knelt barefoot in front of the Weiyang Palace for a whole day and begged your majesty to take back the title of Anguo. The emperor's uncle refused but couldn't persuade him, so he asked Duguhong to pull his father up. Unexpectedly, the little child was also stubborn and simply knelt down with his father. Finally, the emperor's uncle ordered to cut Dugujin's hundreds of households of food, and said, "If the emperor withdraws, there will be no consolation." He rejected his request and made him return to his home as soon as possible. Is it just that the little boy also left?

"Lord Weng, my maidservant has a stomachache. Can you leave first?" Xiuxiu quickly came to me. I saw that her face was rosy and nothing strange, so I looked around and saw a team of guards and Xuanjia soap clothes 100 meters away. A tall and thin man stood with his back to us with his hands behind his back, as if he were training. He should be the leader. At this time, a guard bowed to him, as if saying something, and the man then turned around and looked at us, not who Yan Yun was.

Xiuxiu pulled me: "I really have a stomachache, so please be compassionate." Yan Yun said a few more words, and the guards left together, and he was walking this way.

My eyes lit up and smiled cunningly: "Well, since you are not happy, let Lord Yan protect you back." But I can't do it. I don't dare to bother. She shook her head anxiously and was ready to run away. I dragged her. Yan Yun came closer and bowed and saluted: "I've seen the princess." Lord Yan, don't be polite. Please get up quickly." Princess Xie. He got up and looked up, and saw that his left eye was slightly swollen and black, and his hard face was so funny.

"The princess has recovered?" Exactly, thank you for your concern." It's so good."

He leaned sideways and bowed to Xiuxiu, who was dragged by me: "Is everything okay, girl?"

Xiuxiu did not answer and quietly moved behind me, trying to cover her ears and steal the bell. Yan Yun said to me, "Princess, how much you have offended this girl this morning. Please forgive me."

I was about to open my mouth when Xiuxiu pulled my sleeve: "Princess, I haven't seen this adult this morning. I'm afraid the adult is sleepy."

"Princess, there is a bottle of medicine for dispensing blood stasis. Please hand it over to the girl." Yan Yun took out a pottery bottle in his arms and handed it to me. In a business tone, I was confused. Was Xiuxiu injured? He looked at Xiuxiu without explanation, "In this way, the subordinate will leave first."

Until he left, I asked doubtfully, "Xiuxiu, what did you hurt him so cruelly?" Xiuxiu picked up the thick sea: "Here, here it is." A large area of purple and blue on the snow-white skin.

"It seems that my sister is in good interest." A familiar voice came later and turned around. It turned out to be the prince who had a fate. He actually stood alone, dressed in a Tibetan blue train, making his face paler and paler. In this way, he was even more like Emperor Xiao's uncle, but a thick circle of gauze on his head looked really strange. I subconsciously touched my neck, and it seemed that there were many injuries in this palace.

I was a little stunned and said, "I've seen the Prince's Hall." Xiuxiu and the others also knelt down to worship.

"My sister is too much." He quickly stepped forward and held my hand: "Why don't you call me 'brother' like Afu?" Brother." I wanted to greet him politely, but I thought of the thrilling scene of that day. If I mentioned it again at this time, it seemed to reveal the pain.

Unexpectedly, he didn't think so and took the initiative to mention: "That day in Weiyang Palace, did you scare my sister?"

"Well, brother's wound or pain?"

"It's already okay, but I'm afraid that the scars are ferocious and unsightly, so I still do this." He let go of my hand and pointed to his finger: "If there is no other way for my brother, I'm afraid I can only ask for an order to crown it in advance. I don't know if my father will allow it." After saying that, he pretended to be distressed.

I looked at him, and his face was like crown jade, and his lips were like grease. If there was a scar on his forehead, it was indeed abrupt. Therefore, he nodded frequently to show his approval.

He suddenly showed his face and put his right arm on my shoulder. How natural this action was, as if he had become extremely familiar with me. Since my sister feels feasible, she will go for her brother. If she succeeds, she will be grateful for her brother. He approached and whispered, and I was slightly stunned.