I'm sorry, I don't want to be sucked by you (fast wear)

Chapter 43

In the past two years, the majestic high walls of the palace unknowingly faded and gradually covered with moss. The inner courtyard also presented a desolate scene. The fallen leaves beside the road and the weeds that grew wildly with the spring rain, the servants had no time to take care of them.

In other words, the number of servants in the palace is decreasing day by day, and the master also disappears inexplicably, and the manpower is not enough, so it collapses.

In the southeast corner of the palace, in a dilapidated courtyard full of weeds, Fu Mingqing had just boiled a bowl of herbal medicine, and carefully brought it into the room for Aunt Liu, "Mother, the medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot.

" His dry hair was combed neatly by his son himself, and he smiled wryly as he lay on a half-old mattress, "What are you doing to buy me medicine? With this money, why don't you buy two more books for yourself?" ?"

To say that the only thing that is gratifying about my accident is that my son, who is idle and does not seek to make progress, suddenly wakes up. Apart from taking care of himself, he does not leave his books every day.

Ming and Qing once said that when he won the case, he would take him out, and the two of them would live by themselves.

But where is it so easy? No matter what, she is still the prince's concubine, Ming and Qing are also the concubine of the prince's mansion, if she is really caught by him, she will only be entangled by those blood-sucking people.

Fu Mingqing lowered his head and said calmly, "Mother, I will be filial piety in half a year. Although this year's spring can't catch up, but next year, mother wants my son to wait another three years?

" The mistress, in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, it is enough to keep her mourning for one year. But she knew that the child was stubborn and would definitely keep him for three years.

"mother?"

Liu took the medicine bowl silently. In fact, she didn't know if the princess would allow her son to take the imperial examination. If Fu Mingyu didn't do well in the exam, the princess might play tricks again. But what can she do, she can only think in a better direction, otherwise this day won't last, and her son will collapse...

"What happened in Dongyuan a few days ago?"

Fu Mingqing sneered, "It's still possible What's the trouble? Aunt Hua and her servants are gone, and the tenth younger sister and the twelve younger brothers are crying and begging for a mother!"

First, the young family had no children, but now even the middle-aged and young ladies are not spared. Fortunately, his mother was so ill that she couldn't even get out of bed, otherwise she might not be able to escape the fate of being sold.

Fu Mingqing knew exactly how much the concubine hated the two of them.

In fact, when the concubine first betrayed her, the aunts were scrambling to please Fu Yu, fearing that they would follow in the footsteps. But after a long time, they have also seen through it. The prince only likes young and fresh ones. As long as the princess sells someone to bring him back one or two fresh ones, he has no objection at all.

At any rate, he has given birth to children, and they are worse than those brothel girls!

Liu's disease is really sick, but she is clear-headed, and said in a low voice, "When I am filial piety, there is still a good show to watch. None of your sisters can escape!" The

former Ninth Prince's Mansion, now the Sitting on Ling Tian's lap in Prince Jian 's Mansion is

a four-year-old Xiaotuanzi, who is peeling a big orange-yellow plump loquat for him. Xiaotuanzi is at his cutest, with long hair tied in a small bun on the top of his head, as chubby as a lotus root His tiny hands and feet, and the baby's cheeks are so tender that water can be squeezed out.

He frowned, his big grape-like eyes stared nervously at the loquat in Ling Tian's hand, and there were still traces of loquat juice around his slightly opened mouth.

When Murong Bai came back, he saw that Xiao Tuanzi was tired of Ling Tian again, so he reminded him angrily, "Give him less food, because he won't be able to eat at night."

"Okay." I stuffed half of the loquat meat into Xiaotuanzi's mouth, ignoring the pair of little paws under the sleeves that were pulling on him.

"Master, isn't it~~ Song'er has five again... three, two?" Xiao Tuanzi twisted his body like a meat worm while chewing the pulp in his mouth, and was stared at by his uncle, and immediately made a fuss. He came down with short legs.

Then "Deng Deng Deng" ran in front of the uncle who was washing his hands and changing his clothes, holding half a piece of fruit that he grabbed from Ling Tian's hand in his dirty little paws, and muttered on his toes, "Eat it, uncle."

The yellowish pulp is still dripping with sticky juice, which looks similar to that. Murong Bai hesitated for a moment, in order not to hurt the child's filial piety, he closed his eyes and bit at him.

"Song'er, good boy." Murong Bai patted Xiaotuanzi's head.

Xiaotuanzi squinted his big eyes and smiled, then ran up to Ling Tian, ​​grabbed a yellow loquat from the fruit basket, put it in Ling Tian's hand, and signaled him to peel it.

Ling Tian frowned, "Didn't you hear what your uncle said, you can't eat any more."

"Song'er won't eat, give it to uncle." Xiaotuanzi shook his head like a rattle.

Ling Tian deliberately teased him, "The master peeled it for you for a long time, but you didn't give me one?"

Xiaotuanzi obediently grabbed another one and put it in his hand.

"Should I peel it myself?" Ling Tian raised his eyebrows, expressing his dissatisfaction.

Xiaotuanzi was at a loss, and looked around as if asking for help. Eunuch Duofu was not there, and there were no other servants in the yard. He looked down at his short, fat little paws again, and frowned in confusion.

Xiaotuanzi ran away, Ling Tian thought he had gone to play by himself, so he ignored him and concentrated on peeling the loquat in his hand. When his partner came over after changing his clothes, he happened to stuff the peeled loquat into his mouth, "Is it sweet?"

Murong Bai glanced at him, "Would you like to taste it yourself?"

How to taste it is of course self-evident.

"Don't make trouble, Song'er is here."

Murong Bai became sore when he heard it, "Are you tired of me now?"

He goes to court every day, and Ling Tian spends more time with Song'er than with him, no wonder The two got better and better, Song'er still pestered Ling Tian to teach him martial arts, and insisted on worshiping his master.

Ling Tian stared at the sky speechlessly, if people saw that King Jian, who is currently the most popular in the court, had this kind of virtue in private, how many people would drop their jaws.

The old emperor's eyesight has not been very good since the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, and the prince's temper is too soft, so he can only stand up the nine princes who are least likely to be ambitious, and serve as the prince's right and left hand.

In the past two years, King Lu has been imprisoned because of the involvement of his mother's family. Behind him is the well-known Zhenbei Palace.

Prince Pingxi's mansion also collapsed, King Jing saw that the situation was wrong, he had already taken refuge with Prince Duan, and now the two are together.

Although King An Dong was reminded by Ling Tian, ​​the people under him were dismissed from office, and those who were imprisoned were also having a hard time recently.

"Two of the four kings with different surnames fell down. It's no wonder that Fu Yu's two-year penalty period has passed, and he asked the housekeeper to take the name card to the household department to collect money, but he was still excused." Murong Bai gloated.

Ling Tian thought, maybe there is your handwriting in it.

"By the way, Zhong Xianya hasn't remarried yet. I don't know if she was heartbroken by Fu Mingyu, or she is not satisfied with the marriage proposal?" Murong Bai turned his eyes to Ling Tian.

"Look at what I do, I'm not familiar with her." Ling Tian was expressionless.

Murong Bai let out a "hum" from his nose, "I didn't say you knew her well..." The

two were talking, Song'er ran over on short legs, clasped her hands together, as if she was holding some kind of treasure, "Master, look, the loquat that

Song'er peeled for you!" Ling Tian looked down, and saw a poor loquat that had been smashed lying between two black paws. Xiaotuanzi still remembered to peel the skin after smashing it, but he may have forgotten that his little paws scratched the stone and it was very dirty, so there were some unknown substances such as grass juice and soil on it...

Xiaotuanzi's big eyes were shining, looking forward to Looking at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian, ​​"..." Whoever likes to eat this thing can eat it, he won't eat it anyway!

Murong Bai raised his hand to cover his eyes, and laughed smugly. Comparing this one with his other one, his treatment has risen several levels in an instant.

"Master?" Xiaotuanzi tilted his head, so cute that his heart trembled.

Ling Tian hesitantly stretched out his hand...

Fortunately, Murong Bai still remembered the poor old Gong. After laughing, he raised his hand to pretend to touch Xiaotuanzi's forehead, and inadvertently covered his eyes with his big hand. With quick eyes and quick hands, Ling Tian grabbed that unknown object and let you go!

"?" Xiaotuanzi realized that the loquat in his hand was gone, and looked up at his master. Ling Tian endured the convulsions and nodded, "It's delicious, thank you Song'er."

Xiaotuanzi smiled shyly.

In the evening, the two adults coaxed Xiaotuanzi to sleep, and returned to their room for another fiery "siege game".

After the matter was over, Ling Tian turned over and lay back on the bed, sweating profusely. Murong Bai was also blushing and out of breath. He raised his eyelashes, and his eyes slid across Ling Tian's sharp-edged face affectionately.

He has now basically figured out that there is no one else behind Ling Tian. However, this does not mean that Ling Tian is such a big game of chess, not for himself to be the emperor... Just be the emperor, everything about him was originally given by Ling Tian. It's just that this happy day, can it be longer? If he is not greedy, is it okay to give him another one or two years?

"What are you thinking?" Ling Tian turned his head, looking at his silent partner.

"I was thinking, the two years I met you were the happiest days of my life, and I really hope it will never end."

Ling Tian was silent this time, and Murong Bai didn't want to embarrass him, so he was about to say haha ​​and put The topic changed, and Ling Tian suddenly said, "In three days, I'm going to go to the northwest."

In the original plot, before the crown prince ascended the throne, the old emperor recruited General Huaiyuan to enter King Jingqin. As expected, General Huaiyuan lived up to expectations, led the soldiers through a day and night of bloody fighting, and successfully captured Duan Wang and other rebels.

But before he could be rewarded for his meritorious service, he was arrested by the Dragon Guards and sent to prison for crimes such as privately setting up iron mines, collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country. The only son of General Huaiyuan who was stationed far in the northwest was plotted against by the original owner and died on the battlefield against the Rong people.

When General Huaiyuan heard the news of the death of his only son, his heart was ashamed, and he committed suicide in the prison before waiting for the trial of the third division.

Of course, the matter of "suicide" sounds a bit unreasonable. How could it be possible for General Huaiyuan to commit suicide because of the death of a son in the Northwest for so many years?

If you want to die, you have to drag your enemies to die together, right? He didn't believe that a great general didn't even have this bit of blood!

That's why Ling Tian was hesitant. General Huaiyuan and his son had too much power in the Huben Army. He saved someone, but he could easily be bitten back...