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Soon, the bonfire party became lively again with the clinking of glasses.
Qiaochu finally breathed a sigh of relief, her back was already covered in cold sweat. As King Rui was holding her back, she felt a buzzing in her ears and eyes, and her legs went limp. If the man hadn't held her waist tightly, she would have fallen.
She wanted to walk by herself, but her hands and feet were too weak, and she didn't want anyone to notice anything in this situation, so she could only hold his hand slightly. He immediately held her hand back, raised his eyes, and captured her eyebrows.
He seemed startled immediately, and the calmness and composure he had when confronting the emperor just now disappeared, replaced by a slightly confused look.
"Qiaochu, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
He held her in his arms and asked in a deep voice, which was unexpectedly a little anxious, which was unfamiliar to her.
She was about to tell him that she wanted to go back, when she suddenly heard the emperor's laughter coming faintly from the high platform behind her. "Qiao Fei, you may not know this late, but I have already said before this bonfire party that if anyone's singing and music can satisfy me tonight, I will give him a gift. Of course, although I am the emperor, I cannot let him speak without thinking, but as long as it is within my ability, I will definitely respond. Now, tell me, what do you want?"
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Qiaochu was stunned, and Prince Rui whispered in her ear, "You should thank him first. There is no rush for the gift. You can ask father for it when you think of it. Once this matter is settled, I will take you back to heal your wounds."
Qiaochu smiled faintly and thought, how can the wound on the forehead be more serious than the wound on the shoulder? There is no need for it.
She didn't say this, but lowered her voice and said, "Tell me, are you sure you can get the military token?"
King Rui frowned and said softly, "Don't worry, the military token will definitely be mine. You can take whatever you like as a gift."
She uttered a "hmm", turned around with his support, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty, but..."
"Haha, after discussing this with Old Eight for a long time, what did the young couple come up with? Feel free to tell me."
The emperor's eyes were gentle, with a hint of concern from an elder for a younger person.
Hu She said: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Can Qiaochu transfer this gift to someone else?"
"Oh," the emperor raised his eyebrows and smiled, "That's an interesting suggestion. Okay! Who does Concubine Yan Zeqiao want to give this gift to? Your husband or my prince, who just played a song with you?"
The hand on her waist moved slightly and tightened a little. At the next table, the prince was called by the emperor. He seemed a little stunned, and then looked at her indifferently.
She understood that the emperor's intention in saying this was to bring the Rui Wang Mansion and the Crown Prince's Mansion closer...
However, with this faint glance, she always felt that there was something different about the prince - she suddenly remembered that when he was taking advantage of her misfortune just now, the prince did not mention her name for the first time, and only ordered the punishment of Shangguan Jinghong.
She slightly turned sideways and glanced around the field, including Prince Ning, Prince Xia and others who were still standing behind her and had not yet turned back, everyone in Prince Rui's mansion, Shen, Lang, Erqiao, the other princes on the bonfire, court officials, soldiers... Everyone looked at her with complicated expressions, as if they were waiting for her answer with a little anxiety and curiosity.
She didn't care about anyone else, she knew that King Xia was staring at her.
If she saw correctly, when she offended the emperor just now, King Xia's face changed and he wanted to step forward to remonstrate with him, but he seemed to be secretly stopped by Xia Haibing next to him.
Thinking of King Xia, she immediately thought of Xiaojiu. To be honest, she hadn't heard the child's voice since Xiaojiu called her name. She turned around and saw Xiaojiu nestled in Concubine Zhuang's arms on the high platform, with her eyes closed, seemingly fast asleep, looking peaceful and happy.
Behind Concubine Zhuang, there was a row of palace maids, one of whom was holding the fox Yuanbao. Strangely... the little fox seemed to have fallen asleep with its little master, snoring slightly.
"How about it, Concubine Qiao, have you thought about it?"
On the high platform, the emperor asked with a smile, and the most powerful man in the world seemed to be very curious about her answer.
Maybe she was a little uncertain just now, but now she no longer hesitated. She smiled and said, "Your Majesty, please give this gift to Master Jiu."
As soon as he finished speaking, the first thing he heard was the breathing beside him suddenly became heavier, and the eyes of the people at the next table suddenly dimmed.
The emperor was holding a wine glass in his hand. He seemed to be surprised by her words. He stood up with the glass in his hand. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Could Concubine Qiao explain why this happened?"
The emperor asked, narrowing his eyes slightly, and sure enough, he saw the concubines beside him. Everyone on the field changed their expressions, even King Xia, who was named by the outstanding person, looked surprised, as if he was happy and shocked.
Qiaochu bowed to the big hand that was tightly holding her waist, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Qiaochu has something to say, please don't blame me. Qiaochu is not giving this gift for anything else. The ninth master gave clothes on a cold day to benefit the fifth master's sister Pei, the two young ladies of the Qin family and Qiaochu. Qiaochu doesn't understand state affairs, but I often hear my master say that if I were to do something, I would be a filial and virtuous king to help the emperor and the prince. Qiaochu smiled, I'm afraid..."
She paused for a moment and then continued, "I'm afraid you're the only one who thinks this way. Who else would think this way? A dragon has nine sons, who would be willing to be the second? From what I've seen today, Fifth Master is kind, and Ninth Master is even more considerate of Brother Hui and his wife, and the children of the generals and ministers. These are just minor details. It's unnecessary to say that they were intentional. Qiaochu now knows that what he said in the past was wrong. Isn't Ninth Master also willing to be the filial and virtuous king? This gift is a thank you and an apology."
The emperor was silent upon hearing this, but Qiaochu remained calm and looked at the emperor with a faint smile...
Suddenly, the emperor put the cup in his hand heavily on the table, his eyes were bright, he looked straight at Qiaochu, and slowly said: "Well, Concubine Qiao said it well! Brothers should be close to each other and help each other, regardless of you and me, how can we be swayed by the interests of this world! But I overlooked that the eighth brother has a broad mind, he should be praised! The ninth child just did this etiquette and filial piety thing, he should be rewarded even more!"
"You are a reasonable kid... The Eighth Brother has married the right wife! I accept this gift, Qiaochu, I will give you another gift, if you think of it, just ask me for it!"
The emperor was delighted. As soon as he finished speaking, everyone immediately shouted "Long live the emperor" and knelt down to pay homage...
Qiaochu knelt down with Prince Rui. The man remained silent and held her tightly. She was suddenly frightened. He never looked at the emperor from beginning to end, but stared at her deeply.
But she could no longer hold on and slowly fell into his arms.
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"Outstanding?"
If the voice I heard just now was just a little anxious, the urgency in his voice at this moment was so clear that it made people feel happy. If such a voice was real, if such a voice appeared on the eve of hunting, it would indeed be a kind of happiness...
The people around were still kneeling, not noticing anything unusual. She didn't want to be accused of being arrogant, so she became much more clearheaded. She took his arm and stood up with him when the emperor said "Stand up".
He said, I'll take you back to the camp right away.
I refused her and said, "I'm fine, but the wound on my forehead hurts a little. Sit for a while, and you can ask Uncle Fang to take me back. The emperor is in a good mood, and you should wait until the banquet is over before leaving."
Unfortunately, she was not Shen Qingling, and he never took her words to heart.
He said, you don't have to use any force, just lean on me, I will help you take off the fox fur and return it to your ninth brother, and then we will leave.
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The atmosphere now is a little weird.
After King Xia thanked the emperor for the grace, the emperor ordered him and King Ning to move the chairs at their table to the front row.
So, on their right was the crown prince, on their left were the newly relocated King Xia and others, and the Prince Rui's Palace was in the middle.
At this moment, Prince Rui was holding her in his arms, helping her to simply clean up the broken skin on her forehead.
She seriously suspected that King Xia’s words just now had affected his skills, and the force of his hand landing on her forehead was very heavy.
Just now, he wanted her to return the fox fur, but after thanking him, King Xia said that since he had received such a favor, all the cloaks he had taken out tonight should be given as return gifts to his two sisters-in-law and the two young ladies of the Qin family.
The Emperor was very pleased when King Xia said this, but the man next to her was unhappy... The fox fur coat was not going back.
In the front, the emperor was joking with King Xia and King Ning on his left.
She watched quietly, and suddenly felt a pain on her forehead. She hissed softly, looked up at him, and said, "Master, let Uncle Fang take me back."
Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Master, do you know where my two girls are?"
"Aren't they in your tent?"
His voice was still the same dead man's tone as usual, indifferent and cold, but a little rough. She looked at him in surprise as he carefully folded the blood-stained handkerchief that he had used to cover her forehead and put it back in his arms.
Doesn't he have mysophobia? Not only her, but everyone at the table in Prince Rui's mansion looked at him in surprise.
He was perceptive and immediately noticed the gaze, but he seemed unaware of what he had done and looked back coldly.
This was the first time... She saw his carelessness, a word she had never thought of being associated with him since the first day she met him.
She saw the hatred in Bishui's eyes. Lang Linling was much stronger than Bishui. She just frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
She looked up, only to find that the vast night sky was not that vast. She felt a little breathless. Seeing him staring at her, as if waiting for her answer, she could not help but speak in a slightly colder tone, "No."
His eyes darkened and he immediately locked onto Bishui, "Where are the two maids of Concubine Qiao?"
Bishui was obviously startled. Her hand suddenly twisted and the wine cup in her hand tilted, spilling the whole cup of wine onto her hand. Her face turned pale and she subconsciously glanced at Lang Linling out of the corner of her eye.
Who is King Rui? Everyone was still waiting for Bishui's answer. He glanced at Concubine Lang, but his eyes were still fixed on Bishui. He smiled coldly and said, "I'll ask again, where did they go?"
"Master, look how anxious you are. These two girls were called out by Lin Ling before coming here. She was asked to make some hot soup for Sister Qiao to nourish her body."
The one who spoke was Lang Linling, and there was a barely perceptible tremor and hoarseness in her voice.
It was also the first time... Lang Linling glanced at her quickly with a questioning look in her eyes. Qiaochu was startled and suddenly realized that the whereabouts of the two girls seemed to be related to Lang Linling, and now, she had to do her a favor to her.
Unless I die, I will have to return to Prince Rui's Mansion after leaving this time...
Qiaochu thought about it for a while, and finally did not tell the story of the two girls being sent away for a day and a night. She only said, "Qiaochu woke up and found that the two girls were not there. I thought they had gone out to play. It turned out to be my sister's kindness. Thank you, sister."
"Ling'er, Qiaochu's two maids are not very flexible," she said before the King Rui's voice covered hers. "Next time, let your maids do the work of decocting medicine and boiling soup, so that others won't think you did it on purpose. It would be bad to leave Qiaochu without a maid to do the rough work.
"I hope this won't happen again. What do you think?" King Rui said, picking up a thick stick from the spare firewood on the ground, and twisting it with his big hands. With a sharp "crack", the stick was broken into two pieces. He threw the two broken pieces into the fire with force.