Hearing this "mother", Concubine Qiu's tears welled up again: "It's useless to be a mother, if I wasn't a concubine, you wouldn't have suffered so much grievance." Over the years, seeing her son want to Salutation is called Young Master, and if a child wants to call Mother, he has to carry someone behind his back. No one can understand the pain involved.
Aunt Qiu was originally the direct daughter of an aristocratic family of merchants in the south of the Yangtze River. The Qiu family married her to be a concubine to the Marquis of Beiwei in order to use the power of the Marquis of Beiwei to do business. Originally, she won the favor of Mrs. Beiwei Hou with her good ability to settle accounts, and she could live a good life in the mansion. She carefully served her every day, and only hoped that her son would have a good life. But now, such a sensible and distressing child has been deprived of the qualification to take the test and married to a violent prince. How can she not be very good, how can she not complain
Seeing her always saucy and cheerful mother become like this, Mu Hanzhang felt very uncomfortable, and took her mother, who had lost a lot of weight, into his arms: "Maybe it's a good thing to marry the prince, and if you enter the court, you may not be able to be safe. It's going well, mother must cheer up, otherwise I'll be worried."
On the way back, Mu Hanzhang remained silent all the time. He was holding a palm-sized purse in his hand hidden in his sleeve. The bag contained one hundred thousand taels of silver notes from Aunt Qiu.
"I keep most of the dividends given by the Qiu family every year, and it is useless in this mansion. They are all reserved for you. The royal water is deep, even if that person spoils you for a while, it is impossible for him to love you forever. I'm relieved, too."
"Junqing?" The neglected Jing Shao stared at him with a pair of slightly drunk eyes dissatisfied, "Did you hear what I said?"
"Huh?" Mu Hanzhang turned his head, there was a trace of confusion in his beautiful black eyes, and he regained his clarity in an instant, "This minister has lost his way, the lord forgives his sins."
Jing Shao sighed: "It's okay, I'll sleep for a while." He just said that he didn't agree to Beiwei Hou's request to get involved in Yanyin, but pointed him to another way. It's boring to say this a second time, as if It was like expressing merit on purpose, so he closed his eyes and said no more.
Seeing him leaning against the corner to sleep angrily, Mu Hanzhang felt a little embarrassed. He stretched out his hand and nudged Jing Shao's back lightly: "My lord... sleep on this minister, there are no pillows in the car." The carriage was bumpy, if he fell asleep like this It's easy to knock on the head.
The person being pushed didn't respond and still turned his back to him. Really pissed? Mu Hanzhang leaned over and said, "Your Highness?" There was no response, so he moved closer.
Suddenly, the carriage hit a stone and jolted violently. Mu Hanzhang fell backwards on his back because he was sitting unsteadily on his knees. Unexpectedly, the man who was pranking turned around in an instant, pressing him down on the carriage. A big hand was placed behind his head.
Mu Hanzhang was taken aback by this series of changes, and was at a loss on the spot.
"Damn it, my lord, forgive me." The driver hurriedly pleaded guilty.
"That's all." Jing Shao responded, but didn't get up immediately, instead he lowered his body and put his head on his chest.
"Wang... Wang Ye..." Only then did he realize how ambiguous the two's postures were, Mu Hanzhang blushed suddenly, stretched out his hand and pushed the big hairy head on his chest.
"You are not allowed to call me the prince in private," Jing Shao said dissatisfiedly. "Look, what's the difference between what you just said and the driver?"
"Ceremonies cannot be abandoned." Mu Hanzhang said helplessly.
"I don't care," Jing Shao was probably a little drunk and headstrong like a child, "Call me Shao."
"My lord..."
"Call me Shao!" Jing Shao propped up his upper body and stared straight at the person under him, his bright eyes full of childlike anticipation.
Even if that person spoils you for a while, it is impossible to love you forever. This person's feelings are actually as blank as a child's, but even if it is a child's temporary love for toys, at least at this moment, Mu Hanzhang feels that Jing Shao likes him. "Shao..."
Hearing this, Jing Shao was satisfied, and squinted his eyes for a nap while holding the person in his arms. Today's events reminded him that Yanyin's business must be withdrawn as soon as possible, at least it must be transferred to the table first. Thinking like this, I couldn't help but hold the person in my arms tightly, and if I hold this person tightly, my heart will be at peace.
When he returned to the palace, Jing Shao climbed onto the bed and fell asleep, and the uncle went back to the door. Although he did not dare to charge him because of his identity, but after all the elders and brothers of the Mu family came down in a circle, he was a little bit overwhelmed.
"Little Yunzhu, see the princess." A young man of about thirteen or fourteen years old knelt down and saluted Mu Hanzhang, Duofu stood aside and said with a smile that this was the servant and two guards he had picked for him. With that said, two men in guard uniforms also stepped forward and saluted.
"Yunzhu is the nephew of Mr. Yun, the housekeeper of the outer courtyard. He is very clever on weekdays. The princess will use it first, and if it doesn't agree with the servant, I will replace it with you." Duofu briefly introduced it, and then walked out with two guards.
After tossing for a day, Mu Hanzhang also felt tired, so he half leaned on the soft big welcome pillow, Yunzhu immediately moved the cup on the table to the small table next to the soft flat, and carefully moved the small table Incense Stove.
Mu Hanzhang smiled and called Yunzhu to him: "How old are you?"
"Hui Wangfei, the youngest is thirteen years old." Although he was young, Yunzhu was not at all cowardly. The voice of a child who had not yet changed his voice was crisp, and his big eyes were also very agile, which was very pleasing.
"When did you enter the palace? Do you know how to read?" Mu Hanzhang thought the child was cute, so he took off his shoes and moved his legs up, letting him sit on his feet.
"The youngest has followed his uncle into the mansion since he was eight years old, so he knows more or less about the affairs in this mansion," Yunzhu said without being pretentious, and sat cross-legged on his feet neatly, "The young man followed his uncle after entering the mansion. Reading, although it is stupid and slow to read, you can recognize the words on weekdays. Today, the books in the small study are organized by small ones. If the princess can't find any book, just ask the small one, and I will definitely find it for you."
When he entered the mansion at the age of eight, he was basically there since Jingshao left the palace to build the prince's mansion. Mu Hanzhang pondered, this little servant is indeed very useful, wait, little study? "You mean, my book is in the small study?"
"Yes, before going out this morning, the prince explained that the manager has been busy all day with the young ones." Yunzhu said with a smile, and now the whole palace knows that the prince loves this new husband and wife very much, and he follows this. The master's natural scenery, maybe he can even compare with the cousin who follows the prince.
Although it was called the small study room, it was actually not small. The two large boxes of books brought from the Hou residence were placed, and there was one more book added. Sandalwood desks, chess and chess utensils, calligraphy and painting ornaments are all available, and many things are new at first glance, all of which are plain and light colors that he likes.
Mu Hanzhang lingered in this elegant and luxurious study, and he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. Except for his mother, no one had ever cared about him so carefully.
Jingshao slept soundly in the room and missed dinner time. Mu Hanzhang asked the kitchen to make a bowl of millet porridge and two side dishes to the inner room. The light in the inner room was dark, there was a slight snoring sound from the bed, and he waved the next person back. Mu Hanzhang lit two lamps and slowly rolled up the curtain.
"Well..." Jing Shao was slowly awakened by the light, and he opened his eyes with a snort.
"Let's get up and eat something, it's a little late, the minister asked the kitchen to cook some millet porridge, the lord eats less, so as not to accumulate food." Mu Hanzhang said warmly, putting on a coat for Jing Shao who sat up.
Jing Shao was stunned for a while, until he took up his rice bowl and was still a little dumbfounded. Why did Jun Qing suddenly become so gentle and undefended
"Small study, it's very beautiful, thank you." Mu Hanzhang lowered his eyes and said three words in three words. It would be very easy to say polite words like Xie Wangye on weekdays, but these few words are very difficult to say. It's awkward.
"Junqing?" Jing Shao looked at him in surprise, and grabbed the hand that was hidden in his sleeve with excitement, "You finally don't call me Prince."
"Wang... lord..." Mu Hanzhang's hands trembled, and Jing Shao was so surprised that he forgot his words.
"Ahem," Realizing that he was embarrassed again, Jing Shao let go of his hand and picked up his chopsticks again, "Just a thank you is enough? I've never heard of anyone who would give a husband and wife a study."
Mu Hanzhang's nervous heart suddenly sank, and he looked up at him.
Seeing his face changed, Jing Shao realized that his usual cold tone had frightened him, and hurriedly added: "This king wants a sincere thank you." Then he pointed to his cheek.
"Wang... lord..." Mu Hanzhang really didn't know how to deal with it.
"Or, let me kiss." Jing Shao leaned to his ear and said softly in a slightly magnetic voice.
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After eating that exquisite supper, Jing Shao beautifully went to the small study and dug out her own princess who was hiding. Just now this man got up and ran away before he could arrive at the thank you gift.
Looking at the man sitting at the table watching "The Law of the Officials of Dachen" seriously, but the tips of his ears were glowing with agate color, Jing Shao couldn't help but put his fist to his lips and sneered, and walked to the man's side: "The sky is dark. It's not too early, is it time for the princess to go back to her room?"