Ning Shu sighed and said, "My lord, you just want to drink tea and say hello to you, how can you get up and drink tea by yourself?"
Xiu Zijin held a breath, her lips trembled and she couldn't speak.
His dignity seemed to be trampled by her.
Even if he opens his mouth and asks for a glass of water, it's okay, it doesn't matter in normal times, but now, he can't open his mouth.
It's hard to tell.
Ning Shu is not in a hurry, take it slowly, slowly. Slowly adjust.
Xiu Zijin turned his back to Ning Shu, and he was now unable to vent his anger.
He has never been able to accept everything that happened to him, but what can he do if he doesn't accept it, he vents, is desperate, but still can't change it.
He waited for Ning Anshuang to appear, even if Ning Anshuang existed ferociously now, he was expecting it in his heart.
But after such a long time, Ning Anshuang never showed up again.
Had it not been for the scars and itching on his stomach to remind him, he had always thought it was a nightmare.
Ning Anshuang appeared in her dream.
But it's not a dream.
Xiu Zijin felt so painful, it might as well die.
But I can't bear to die, dare not die, and don't have the courage to die.
Even though Ning Anshuang was so powerful after becoming a ghost, Xiu Zijin still didn't dare to die.
Now he has no majesty in this palace.
Because everyone knows that he has no future, and he will be a waste prince who has nothing to do with his life.
Because of the injury, the princess is now taking care of the backyard.
What is his situation now
Xiu Zijin said to Ning Shu viciously: "This king wants to see Hong'er."
Hong'er will be the hope of the palace.
Ning Shu didn't say anything, and let his servants hug Hong'er over.
Hong'er can walk now, but she walks very slowly, wobbly, slurred and can speak.
But I can't tell, I can shout a mother while drooling.
This mother was not taught by Ning Shu, she was probably a servant with Hong'er. In order to please others, she taught it deliberately.
Ning Shu didn't correct it either. What a child of this age knows now.
The nurse took Hong'er over. Seeing Ning Shu, Hong'er immediately exposed four millet teeth, two on top and bottom, grinning, saliva flowed out from the corners of her mouth, and stretched out her hand to hug Ning Shu.
Ning Shu took Hong'er from the nanny, and said to Xiu Zijin on the bed: "Master, Hong'er is here."
Xiu Zijin sat up with difficulty, looked at the child in Ning Shu's arms, and reached out to hug Hong'er.
But Hong'er tightly wrapped Ning Shu's neck and didn't let go.
"Hong'er, this is Daddy, let Daddy hug." Ning Shu said.
Hong'er glanced at Xiu Zijin, turned her face away in Ning Shu's arms, and refused to give Xiu Zijin a hug.
Xiu Zijin's face was so ugly, Hong'er glanced at him and immediately buried him in Ning Shu's arms.
Xiu Zijin stretched out his hand and yanked Hong'er in Ning Shu's arms. Hong'er cried in fright and struggled hard.
Xiu Zijin didn't expect that it didn't take long for the children to stay close to him. Could it be that this woman taught him.
Ning Shu patted Hong'er on the back and said, "Hong'er, this is Daddy. Daddy was kind to Hong'er before, let Daddy hug him."
Hong'er was still unwilling, sobbing loudly.
Ning Shu looked at Xiu Zijin helplessly, "Master, Hong'er hasn't seen you for a while. It's unfamiliar. It will be fine after a while."
Ning Shu handed the crying Hong'er into the hands of the nurse and asked her to take him away.
Xiu Zijin couldn't read it. Now, what's the matter, doesn't he have any status and value in the mansion
Now even the children are not close to him.
"The prince has a good rest, the concubine is leaving first." Ning Shu hurried away, obviously to coax the child.
After that, Ning Shu faced Xiu Zijin who was losing his temper, always responding to changes with the same unchanging.
If you say no, then no.
If you want to speak directly, if you want to say something ironic, let people guess what you are thinking, or you have to ask you, sorry, I don’t have this skill.
But Xiu Zijin held on, using this method to preserve his dignity.
He couldn't break the embankment anymore, once the embankment broke, his majesty was lost.
So, in this case, if you don’t want to eat, that’s fine, withdraw.
I don’t want to drink water, so it’s hard to drink.
If you don’t want to wipe your body, that’s good, don’t wipe it, ten days and a half months, half a year, it’s up to you.
But Ning Shu's attitude was submissive, completely in accordance with the other's requirements.
Want to eat, want to drink, say!
In such confrontations, Xiu Zijin gradually understood.
If you really want something, you can only say it, but this kind of opening has a pleading nature.
For Xiu Zijin, who is now sensitive and wants to guard his dignity, it is more uncomfortable than killing him.
But he didn't open his mouth, or was ironic, the other party really did what he said, very respectful, but he was aggrieved to death.
Xiu Zijin hated her legs, the injuries on her body, the tigers, the Ning Anshuang, and the Ning Anyi in front of him.
Hate everything.
After a while, Xiu Zijin was very fortunate to have trouble with her legs and feet. It is difficult to do things that are usually easy to do now.
Even if you go to the Gong bucket, you need someone to support you. When it's convenient, someone next to you is watching.
In short, now Xiu Zijin spoke directly, abandoning that arrogance and self-esteem.
"My king wants to drink water."
"This king wants to eat."
"This king is going out."
"This king..."
For Xiu Zijin, such words are no different from begging.
If the body is in good condition and the superior prince, these words are of course no problem.
Now the sensitive Xiu Zijin, absolutely everyone looked at him with strange eyes.
Xiu Zijin felt like a beggar, begging for a meal and a glass of water.
Of course, Ning Shu will give him food.
If there is a meal you forgot to say, there will be no.
With an identity like Xiu Zijin, you can't abuse him.
Follow him in everything, follow his mood, and never disturb him if nothing happens.
It's all like this, even the emperor can't pick out the reason.
What, do you want to be good to him, don’t you know that the patient’s mood is important
The patient is angry, it is not good for the body.
Under such a confrontation, Xiu Zijin retreated steadily, and gradually developed the good habit of just saying anything.
Ning Shu was quite satisfied with this, Xiu Zijin turned a face and said something ironically, if he didn't eat anything, it really didn't.
Ning Shu hugged Hong'er to Xiu Zijin's face. Xiu Zijin was cold. Hong'er didn't want to get close to him at all, and cried loudly as soon as he approached him.
More sticky and comfortable.
As a virtuous wife, Ning Shu certainly wanted to bring his father and son closer, so he coaxed Hong'er.
Ning Shu never thought about not letting Hong'er see his father. Isn't that a guilty conscience
When Hong'er grows up and becomes sensible in the future, I wonder if Xiu Zijin will talk to his son affectionately about his dead wife with a look of remembrance.
Don't talk about affection, it's already great not to hate.
(End of this chapter)