At the end of the morning, the old general Qin, that is, Mrs. Qin, and his son, General Qin, who was an official of the same dynasty, walked together and talked in a low voice.
"Father, it seems that the emperor is determined to deal with our Qin family." General Qin said with a sullen face.
Old General Qin brushed off his beard and said in a rough voice: "I'm so angry, this little emperor has forgotten, this world was conquered by Laozi and the previous emperor! How long has he been on the throne? Just want to cross the river and demolish the bridge?"
General Qin made a silent gesture towards him, and said helplessly: "Dad, my father, can you speak a little lower, if it is heard by the emperor, you will inevitably be charged with the following crimes."
Old General Qin said angrily, "I'm a rough voice. Back then, as long as your father shouted like this, he'd be sure to scare the enemy into shit."
General Qin raised his forehead and said, "You know how many years ago that happened. Now the world is peaceful, and there is no enemy army to make you yell like that."
Saying that, General Qin lowered his voice, "Father, it's not a problem if it goes on like this, it's okay for the emperor to deal with us uncles, but Bu Yao her... Hey, it's my incompetence as a father, I can only watch helplessly. Suffering in the palace with my daughter."
If the emperor released the news that Qin Buyao had been put into the cold palace, they could still ask the emperor for an explanation in person, but now that the emperor blocked the news, if they took the initiative to come to the door, wouldn't they be telling the emperor that they had Qin in the palace? Eyeliner at home
General Qin became more and more suspicious that the emperor relied on this to bully his daughter recklessly.
Neither of them dared to let the wife and the old lady know about this, otherwise the two of them would definitely be pointed at the nose and scolded for being useless.
The women of their Qin family are more sturdy than men.
After listening to his son's words, Old General Qin couldn't help falling into contemplation. The precious granddaughter he held in his palm was so spoiled by the emperor. He really wanted to stab the emperor to death, but he couldn't. Now the Qin family is so up and down. With a large population, he could not be held by the little emperor on impulse.
Fortunately, the news he inquired about said that although the precious granddaughter was put into the cold palace, she lived a very casual life, and with the girl Cuihuan around, he was a little relieved.
General Qin suddenly lowered his voice, "Father, the late emperor did not only have the emperor's son."
"Son, you mean..."
"Shh, Dad, let's discuss this in detail after we get home."
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"I heard that the emperor goes to the harem frequently these days?" Nan Xun, who was leaning on the reclining chair, held a notebook in his hand and grapes in his small mouth.
Cuihuan handed a small plate to her mouth, caught the grape seeds she spit out, and hummed, "Yes, madam, I heard that the emperor has been very powerful recently, and he favors his concubines every night."
Nan Xun clicked his tongue, "The emperor is not afraid of kidney deficiency."
Cuihuan burst out laughing, "Niangniang, you dare to say this."
Saying that, Cuihuan looked at the grape seeds on the plate and asked, "Mother, can these grape seeds really grow into grape vines in the future?"
"Yes, but we won't be able to sow until next year. You wash and dry these first, and then we will plant them in the spring of next year."
"Hey, it's good." Cuihuan got the order, and went to wash the grape seeds.
Nan Xun swayed leisurely on the rocking chair, turned to the last page of the book, and after reading ten lines at a glance, he couldn't help but sighed, "What, why is it all a story of a scholar and a fox spirit, what's even more ridiculous is, This scholar has a wife and son at home, and he has to go and get along with the fox spirit, and the fox spirit is very generous and expresses that he doesn't care about it, and then they roll into a ball."
While drying grape seeds, Cuihuan listened to her mother-in-law's chatter, and couldn't help laughing, "Miss, didn't this book say that the book grows like a jade tree and is full of talent, it's normal for women to like it, let alone a fox? ."
Nan Xun yawned, "My focus is not on the scholar, but on the vixen. The book uses a lot of ink to describe how beautiful and seductive this vixen is. If I were this vixen, I would definitely find a better one, I don't need it. How handsome you are, you don’t need to be talented, these things are useless no matter how good they are, the important thing is that he treats me well, that he is willing to spoil me, only me.”
As she spoke, the woman's voice became smaller and smaller, and the pair of beautiful eyes slowly closed.
Cuihuan lightened her footsteps, took away the book she was holding in her hands, and then found a thin quilt to cover her.
Nan Xun slept straight into the evening, and when he woke up, he heard Xiao Ba whispering, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you will really become a pig if you sleep like this."
Nan Xun is not ashamed but proud, "I am too thin, I need to sleep more to support my fat. Can you find someone who can sleep better than me?"
Hachi: …
Nan Xun, who was full of sleep, wanted to find something to do, so he rolled up his sleeves and cooked himself.
Although it is a cold palace, it also has its own small kitchen. Nanxun picked some locust flowers and prepared to make locust flower cakes.
Cuihuan Xingxing looked at her, "Niangniang, why doesn't this servant know that you can still do these things?"
Nan Xun said with a sad face: "I won't either, I'm fooling around. I have nothing to eat recently, and my mouth is greedy."
Cuihuan immediately dropped two tears, "It's all useless for the slaves and maids, they don't even know how to make pastries. Let the slaves and maids go to the imperial kitchen tomorrow to steal two cakes."
Nan Xun: "...For the sake of our little life, let's put this idea on hold for now, darling~" As she said that, she touched her head.
Cuihuan sighed and gave up the idea.
After the master and servant finished eating, Cuihuan boiled hot water and prepared to serve her mother-in-law for a bath.
The wooden tub was sprinkled with locust flowers, overflowing with the aroma of the room, and outside the window, it was when the moon was dark and the wind was high.
Nan Xun tore off the palace skirt in two or three times and sat in the tub. The warm water touched her skin, making her sigh in comfort.
"Niangniang, this servant will rub your back."
Cuihuan took the spoon and bath pad, poured water on Nanxun's back, and rubbed it lightly.
The atmosphere was just right for a while, and at this moment, Cuihuan rubbed his back hand, stood up with a swipe, and shouted in the direction of the window, "Who?"
Nan Xun's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, and he quickly got out of the tub, pulling off the cloak on the shelf and wrapping it around him.
It was too late, and it was too fast. Almost at the moment when Nanxun had just wrapped his cloak, a man in black suddenly broke through the window and stabbed Nanxun with a long sword.
Cuihuan's expression changed drastically, and he swooped over to block in front of Nanxun, but he didn't expect that the sword was just a cover.
He initially aimed at the emerald ring.
"It's a loyal girl." The person sneered.
This man was wearing a black robe with a waist. He was tall and slender, with a delicate silver mask covering his face. A pair of narrow and sharp eyes were trapped in the mask. Under the mask, half of his straight nose was exposed. His lips were slightly pursed, and because of that sneer just now, he slightly pulled up an arc, a little cold, but also a little sexy and evil.