He continued to peel the pear and said, "Because, it doesn't belong to mother."
He raised his head, his face was mottled with blood, his chin was slightly raised, his beard was green, and his face was determined and pale.
She reached out to wipe the blood off his face, but the blood had already dried and could not be wiped off no matter what she did. It was the blood left on his face by the enemy.
She wiped it a few times, then put her hand down in vain, looking at the pear in his hand. After he peeled it, he split the pear in half with a knife and handed one half to her, "It's hot, eating a pear will quench your thirst."
Her hands trembled even more violently, and she stared at him with a deathly pale face.
She could hardly tell whether it was a dream or reality. She was very scared and got up to look for Aunt Sizhu.
Aunt Sizhu was right behind him. She looked at Murong Jie and said, "Your Majesty, the Concubine doesn't like to eat pears."
"Eat something good. Mother has too much internal heat. Pears can reduce internal heat. They are a good medicine for Mother." Murong Jie took a bite of the remaining half, and the pear juice splashed onto the back of the mother's hand.
She felt a burning pain, like a scalding flame. She suddenly picked up the half of the pear and threw it away, "No, I don't want to eat it, I don't want to eat it!"
She stood up suddenly and cried out in burning pain: "Sizhu, help me in, I'm tired."
Aunt Sizhu stepped forward to support her, then looked at Murong Jie and wanted to say a few words for the concubine, but when she met Murong Jie's cold eyes, she swallowed her words back.
Mother and son share a pear, and mother and son are separated!
This was not caused by the prince, but by the concubine dowager.
The concubine walked very fast. Although Aunt Sizhu was supporting her, in the end she was pulling Sizhu as if there was an evil ghost chasing her.
After entering the house, she picked up a teapot and smashed it hard on the ground, breathing heavily, her veins were prominent, and her eyes were bulging, which made Aunt Sizhu feel terrified.
"Please calm down, Concubine Dowager!" Aunt Sizhu looked at her sadly, "At least, the prince is still alive, right? You have been sad about his death these days, and it's good that he is back, isn't it?"
"I'd rather he died!" The noble concubine gnashed her teeth and said, "It's better than him coming back to break up with me. What does that mean? What does it mean to peel half a pear for me? Does he not want me anymore? No, no, before that, I don't want him anymore."
"Tai Fei, why bother?" Aunt Sizhu shed tears, "You couldn't sleep these past few days, and you were also heartbroken because of the prince's matter. Isn't it more important for him to come back alive than anything else?"
"If he died, I would be sad for him. This is the relationship between mother and son. But if he came back alive, it would ruin my plan. I would rather he died and be sad for him. At least, I can put all my thoughts on Lao Ba without any scruples. Sizhu, you have been with me for so many years. Don't you know what I am thinking?"
Aunt Sizhu's tears fell down. She had raised the prince by herself, and she had no choice...
She opened her mouth and asked softly, "Is it so important to defeat that person and ascend to the position of Queen Mother?"
When the noble concubine heard this, her expression changed drastically, as if she didn't believe that these words came from her mouth. "You ask me if it's important? You say it's important? Aren't all these years of planning and calculation just for this day?"
The sound of their quarrel spread out.
The night wind lifted up Murong Jie's sleeves, the moon hid in the clouds, the lanterns in the yard were blown out, and in the darkness, he walked out step by step, his back looking desolate.
"Your Highness!" Ni Rong caught up. He also heard the conversation between the Noble Concubine and Aunt Sizhu. The Noble Concubine no longer intended to hide her thoughts.
The noble concubine stood in front of the window, watching Murong Jie walk away step by step. She seemed to see the little boy holding her hand and looking up with a childish smile on his face. "Mother, when I grow up, I will build a small wooden house for you by the lake, and you will be able to see the scenery of the lake."
She was suddenly startled!
This little boy eventually left her life.
There was a smell of blood that lingered in the Toffee's yard all night.
The next morning, screams echoed throughout the Regent's Palace.
Aunt Sizhu helped the noble concubine out. There was a dead body hanging under the locust tree. The face of the body was so pale that there was no blood at all. The tongue had been cut off and thrown casually on the ground.
There were two wounds on his neck, close to the blood vessels, and his silk clothes were all covered in blood. He died of blood loss after all the blood in his body was drained.
He was the Taoist priest Todd. He must have suffered a great fright before his death. He refused to close his eyes and one could still see the fear in his eyes.
The toffee's feet went weak and she almost couldn't stand.
"Quickly take him down and carry him out, and tell someone to bury him properly!" Aunt Sizhu ordered hurriedly.
The concubine sat trembling on the stone steps, looking at the pools of solidified blood under the locust tree. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and the expression on her face could not tell whether it was anger or fear.
"He actually attacked Todd. Is he really going against me?" The concubine began to sneer, and continued to sneer.
"The prince is not the kind of person who would sit and wait for death." Aunt Sizhu reminded.
"But I am his mother, he shouldn't have attacked my people." She suddenly raised her head and stared at Aunt Sizhu, "Do you know what this means? He won't be obedient anymore. I thought that since he broke up with me, he would turn a deaf ear to what I did, would not care or ask, and would only strengthen his defenses. But he attacked directly. He no longer cares about the mother-son relationship with me."
She suddenly stood up and strode in, "I'm not afraid, I still have Old Eight!"
Aunt Sizhu looked at her cold and hard back and sighed softly. How could the prince not fight back? If you don't think about the mother-son relationship first, why do you still ask the prince to do it
He only attacked Todd, but you attacked your own son.
Zi'an got up early today and went out with his medicine box on his back.
When they arrived at Prince Liang's mansion, the servant went in to inform her and invited her to have breakfast.
She dealt with him casually, and then the servant took him in to see King Liang.
Prince Liang had just finished washing up, and his complexion was much better than before. He had beautiful concubines serving him.
"Xia Zian pays respect to the prince!" Zian stepped forward and saluted.
"You're here!" Prince Liang was dressed in white casual clothes, looking very refreshing, and he looked even more handsome after tying his crown.
Zian smiled, “Your Majesty looks much better.
"I have been using the medicine you prescribed, and it is indeed effective. Xia Zian, you really exceeded my expectations." King Liang sent his concubine away, leaving only a servant to serve him.
Before the concubine left, she kept staring at Zi'an.
Zi'an took the pulse of King Liang and listened to his heartbeat. As she didn't have a stethoscope, she could only feel it with her hands. She also planned to get a stethoscope in the future and make one based on the principle of a stethoscope.
"It's definitely much better." Zi'an raised his head, "Prince, have you ever had a head injury before?"
"Before?" King Liang thought for a moment, "Yes, many years ago."
"Is the injury serious?"
"A lot of blood was flowing from his head, his legs were broken, and he was in a coma for two days before he woke up." King Liang's expression seemed a little stiff, as if he was unwilling to review this period of history.
Zi'an guessed that it was the time when he saved the prince. The injury that time destroyed his life, and no one wanted to think about it again.
(End of this chapter)