Chapter 16
Chapter 16
Back at Prince Ning's mansion, Su Mingmo was sitting at the desk with a book in his hand, but there was no movement for a long time.
Jia Yi came over quietly, lowered his voice and said to him: "Young master, you've got the book backwards."
Su Mingmo looked down, and saw that the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" was still in his hand, and he didn't hold it backwards at all.
He frowned and reprimanded: "Who allows you to make fun of me, young master?"
"Master, you should be cruel to me!" Jiayi said aggrievedly, "Prince Ning bullies you, if you don't say a word, Jiayi will just play a joke on you and be scolded by you."
"When did I scold you..." Su Mingmo frowned, remembering what King Ning asked him to apologize in the palace today, and blushed again, "King Ning didn't bully me either."
"He hasn't bullied you yet?!" Jiayi said angrily, "Last time he deliberately said that your drawing is not good and asked you to paint again, and deliberately touched your hand by teaching you how to draw!"
Su Mingmo blushed even more: "Don't, don't talk nonsense!"
"I'm not talking nonsense!" Jia Yi said, "Master, you don't really want to sit on the throne of Princess Ning, do you? The king is close. What should he do?"
"If the crown prince is successful, the Holy Majesty originally wanted to use the hand of Prime Minister Tang to suppress the Queen's mother's family. In the future, if the noble concubine Tang takes the throne, King Ning will be raised by the queen since he was a child. So, can King Ning really not see King Duan's overtures, or is he just pretending not to understand? A few days ago when he came back from the spring hunting, King Duan sent two bows and arrows and a few good horses made by his messenger to our house. King Ning sent it back intact."
"I heard that those two bows and arrows were made by craftsmen from the Western Regions. King Duan really cares about it, but King Ning doesn't want it. I really don't know what he thinks, even if... even if you take a ten thousand step back, say, King Ning really wanted to rely on himself, he finally became..."
Jiayi said sullenly: "Throughout the ages, which emperor didn't have three wives and four concubines, but you are still a male wife, young master, you are too stupid, don't be tempted by King Ning!"
"Yeah...why would he do that?" Su Mingmo said to himself.
Why not agree to the Queen Mother's suggestion and take another concubine to Prince Ning's Mansion?
"Master? Master, did you hear what I said?" Seeing that his mind was not on business at all, Jiayi couldn't help calling him a few times.
"Even if King Duan shows his favor to King Ning at this time, if he really overthrows the prince one day in the future, do you think he will let King Ning go?" Su Mingmo put down the book and stared at the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" on the cover several times. With one word, he said, "The cunning rabbit is dead, the lackey is cooking. People who play tricks in this world are nothing more than this. Do you know if he sent honey, or a cock wrapped in honey?"
"But young master, at least we have to be wise and protect ourselves!" Jiayi wanted to persuade him, "We can just watch from the sidelines."
"I have made up my mind," Su Mingmo said resolutely, "No matter what King Ning decides, I will be tied to the same boat as him. Don't analyze these things with me anymore, Jiayi, I know you are smart, then you should I can see what's on my mind."
"I can't see it!" Jiayi said angrily, "I think you have been stunned by King Ning!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and ran out of Su Mingmo's room angrily.
"Jiayi!" Su Mingmo couldn't call him, so he gave up and shook his head helplessly.
"Why do this?"
That night, the queen summoned Xiao Qian again.
Xiao Qian was called into the palace, sat on the chair next to the empress, smiled and said: "Why does the empress ask such a question?"
"Don't play Tai Chi with me," the queen said, rubbing her temples lightly with her fingers without finger gloves, "before I advised you to have some snacks and show off in front of your father, why did you Never listen to my palace?"
"Qian'er has been listening."
The queen didn't take his casual words to heart, and said: "You should know, this palace said it was to nourish the body, but in fact, after a few doses of decoction, the body is already useless."
She looked at the table at hand, on which was half a bowl of soup that she hadn't finished drinking during the day.
"In the beginning, it was for the sake of my own good that I became the Holy Master, and I went so far as to find an imperial physician to help me recuperate my body. It was too late when I found out that the soup was different."
"I've been wondering whether my Ling'er died just because of the emperor's idea."
Ling'er is the third prince who died young.
"But what's the point of saying this? Ling'er has been there for so many years. After I found out that the soup and medicine given to me by Your Majesty were different, I sent someone secretly to find several famous doctors among the people, hoping to find someone to cure her. Good Ben Gong's body."
"But the Holy Majesty's decoction was delivered one after another, and I suddenly felt that there is no need to give birth to another child for him to suffer in this world..." The queen said, stroking her stomach, "Qian'er , since your father doesn't want you to sit in that position, why don't you just let him watch, don't let him get what he wants, I will help you."
"Thank you, Queen Mother," Xiao Qian stood up and said, "But there is no need."
"Why?" The queen looked up at him, "Are you really not thinking about that?!"
"Yes," Xiao Qian said, "but I'm not for others, just for myself."
After speaking, he bowed to the queen and retreated from Yong'an Palace.
After coming out of the palace, it was already late at night. Xiao Qian went to the backyard of Prince Ning’s mansion. He wanted to go back to his room directly and not disturb Su Mingmo, but after thinking about it, he still couldn’t help but turn lightly and head towards Su Mingmo’s bedroom. go.
Gently pushing open the door, Jiayi was sleeping soundly outside.
Xiao Qian bypassed him, quietly went to Su Mingmo's bed and squatted down.
Su Mingmo was sleeping unconsciously, and the moonlight from outside the window shone in, illuminating his thin-chinned face.
Xiao Qian reached out and stroked his face.
Su Mingmo's cold legs should be all healed. Xiao Qian asked Sixian, and Sixian said that he hadn't seen Su Mingmo soaking in a medicine bucket recently, and the few cold medicines that he helped him to go to the pharmacy to make up for him had also disappeared. It was put away by Su Mingmo.
Now he even sleeps much more peacefully, and he no longer has to toss and turn to fall asleep.
Xiao Qian's hand covered Su Mingmo's face, and he rubbed his fingers lightly, feeling soft and smooth under his fingertips.
As if sensing Xiao Qian's touch in a dream, Su Mingmo subconsciously rubbed his face against his palm.
Xiao Qian's heart was tender and soft, he smiled slightly, thought for a while, then lowered his head and took out a jade pendant from his waist.
That is the jade pendant that was stolen by Su Mingmo in the previous life.
Really not worth the money.
Xiao Qian's mother left many things to Xiao Qian before his death, and this jade pendant counts as one.
People in Central Plains always like to hang a jade pendant around their waist or neck, so his mother bought one for him.
At that time, her mother, Lan Yuan, said this: "This is something from the Central Plains, what is it called... the knot of one heart!"
"There was originally a pair," she stroked the tassels hanging from the jade pendant, and said to Xiao Qian regretfully, "Unfortunately, I just bought one, and lost one of them."
She hung the jade pendant on Xiao Qian's waist, and continued: "Fortunately, people from the Western Regions don't pay much attention to these pairs, and there are not so many rules. When you meet your sweetheart in the future, you can give this to her, and then give it to her." Make up half of her, and you will be alive."
"Mother," Xiao Qian was still young at the time, and asked her with blinking black eyes, "is it enough to just give this jade pendant?"
"You are stupid, of course you need three matchmakers and six hires to marry a daughter-in-law. We have so many treasures in the Western Regions, how can we just give this jade pendant?"
Lan Yuan patiently said: "People in the Central Plains pay attention to imagery, and you tell her that it was given to you by your mother and passed down from your ancestors, and she must be so moved that she wants to cry."
"Didn't Mother say it's not worth a lot?"
"What does it have to do with whether it's worth money, you little fool!" Lan Yuan lightly flicked Xiao Qian's little head.
Later, after Lan Yuan passed away, Xiao Qian felt that this jade pendant would never be able to be given away in this life, and he lost it by accident, so he never looked for it again.
"My mother gave it to me," Xiao Qian gently placed the jade pendant next to Su Mingmo's pillow, and added as her mother said, "Heirloom."
He couldn't hear it in his sleep anyway.
Xiao Qian remembered that in the previous life, Su Mingmo asked him flickeringly: "My lord, what is engraved on this jade pendant?"
Xiao Qian told him it was a sympathetic knot, but Su Mingmo hesitated to speak, and finally didn't mention anything.
Now, Xiao Qian wants to hand over this jade pendant to Su Mingmo as soon as possible, lest it is really lost at that time, and it will never be found again.
"Whatever you want in the future, just ask me to take it, no need to beat around the bush, as long as I have, I will give it to you."
After speaking, he leaned over, restrained himself and kissed Su Mingmo's forehead lightly, then turned and left his bedroom.
After Xiao Qian left, Su Mingmo opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the jade pendant next to the pillow at a glance, picked it up by the moonlight and looked at it carefully.
Remembering what Xiao Qian said just now was given to him by his mother, Su Mingmo's cheeks gradually turned red.
Isn't that what the prince had been hanging around his waist before?
He thought to himself, it should be well hidden.
After finishing speaking, he cherished getting out of bed, and put the jade pendant into the treasure chest next to the bed.
After a while, he seemed worried, got up again, took out the jade pendant, put it in front of his chest, then lay back on the bed, and closed his eyes again.
The gentle jade pendant still had a little warmth from Xiao Qian's body, which came from Su Mingmo's heart, making him feel warm.
But the prince must not let the prince know that he was happily sleeping with the jade pendant as soon as he got the jade pendant. Su Mingmo thought to himself, he must put the jade pendant back into the treasure chest tomorrow morning as if nothing happened.
that's it.
Be reserved, be reserved.
Su Mingmo silently reminded himself in his heart, and fell asleep unknowingly.
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