Daqi, the imperial mausoleum and palace. Zhao Guangyuan tapped his toes and jumped into the hall.
The voice was very soft, but Cao Cuo still heard it. He trembled, glanced left and right, and leaned into the door frame: "Your Highness?"
"Come in."
Cao Cuo ducked in and looked at Zhao Guangyuan. Seeing that he was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly handed him a towel.
Zhao Guangyuan reached out to take it and took a look at the face towel in his hand. It was a sample sent from the palace. It was better than what ordinary people used outside, but it was still not as good as the towel from Miss Lin.
Just use it and bring some back next time.
Looking at Cao's house again, I couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He landed hard, and a person like Cao Cuo, who had no skills at all, could easily detect it.
Now, even if he practices diligently away from others, he still has not recovered 70% of his previous kung fu.
"Your Highness, this old slave will ask someone to bring some hot water so that His Highness can freshen up."
"No need to bother. Just cold water." Zhao Guangyuan handed the towel back to Cao's house and walked to the bathroom.
Cao Cuo followed closely behind, "Your Highness, the bathroom is filled with live springs from the mountains. It's night and the water is cold, so don't let it freeze."
Cao Cuo is now afraid that something will happen to him and he will not be able to live up to the Queen's entrustment.
"It's okay. When I was young, my grandfather often let me take snow baths in the winter of Sanjiulong."
Cao Cuo smiled and recalled: "No, the Queen was so distressed that she wiped her eyes. Her Royal Highness also tried to intercede with Lu Guogong, but Lu Guogong criticized the prince for his kindness, so that the prince did not dare to speak anymore."
Zhao Guangyuan raised the corner of his mouth, then quickly suppressed it.
Cao Cuo glanced at him and felt so annoyed that he wanted to slap himself twice. What did he do to Duke Lu? When His Highness learned that Duke Lu Guo died in vain, he immediately vomited blood and refused to eat or drink for several days and nights.
He lowered his eyes and said, "Your Highness, this old slave is waiting for you to bathe yourself."
Zhao Guangyuan let him serve him and stood under the shower.
When Cao Cuo turned the switch, the water flowed down. He admired it every time he looked at it. How could there be such a wonderful thing in this world!
The spring water from the mountains is stored in a water storage tank outside, and is connected to a bamboo pipe. As long as you turn the switch in the bathroom, the water will flow endlessly.
As expected, he was the late emperor's favorite grandson, and he had been smart since he was a child. Looking at His Highness like this, Cao Cuo felt extremely proud.
Zhao Guangyuan stood under the shower head, slightly raising his head and letting the spring water spread all over his body.
The coolness penetrates to the bone marrow.
For example, when I heard that my grandfather died in vain, no one in the Lu family survived. Then the prince's brother died, and the queen mother chose to commit suicide in order for him to survive...
At that time, his blood was as cold as it is now, and had never been warm.
The cold mountain spring water flowed down Zhao Guangyuan's cheek and into his mouth, feeling salty and bitter.
"I'll get some clothes for His Highness."
Cao Cuo turned around quickly and left the bathroom. When he got outside, he raised his sleeves and wiped his eyes.
His Highness, this is so miserable.
Zhao Guangyuan stayed in the bathroom for most of an hour before coming out. Cao Cuo stood behind him and twisted his hair, trying to say something to make him happy.
"Your Highness doesn't know where he got the perfume for his body and hair. It's so fragrant that it smells better than the balm used by the ladies in the palace."
Zhao Guangyuan twirled a strand of hair and put it under his nose, taking a deep sniff, "Well, it smells pretty good." It was the smell he liked.
"If you like, pour some and use it."
Cao Cuo waved his hand: "No, no. How dare I use the same thing as His Highness and still have it so precious."
"You can use it if you want. Now besides you...you are the only one around me."
"Your Highness..."
Cao Cuo wanted to cry again. His Highness said that he was not an old slave, but treated him as a family member. How could such a sinister Highness be willing to hurt him?
He is willing to sacrifice his life for His Highness.
Choking, "Okay, then I'll lick my face and squeeze some for use. It's as fragrant as your Highness."
Still smells good. Zhao Guangyuan couldn't help laughing, "Don't be reluctant, just use it. I'll add more when you're done."
After saying that, he was a little stunned. When would he go there to add more?
Lian Shen told Cao Cuo: "Send people to Lingcun to buy some bamboo bottles and jars from the households in Lingcun, buy some of all kinds, so that you can use them to hold those body and hair fragrances."
Cao Cuo disagreed. No matter how depressed his highness was, he would reach that point. "Tomorrow, I will send someone to the town to buy some fine porcelain bottles and put them back."
"Okay, look at the arrangements."
His Highness was interested in paying attention to these little things again. Cao Cuo felt happy and asked tentatively: "Your Highness, should we contact the prince and the old people of the Lu family?"
If His Highness wants to avenge them and overturn their verdict, he must have no one on hand.
Zhao Guangyuan paused.
Shaking his head: "We need to contact him, but not now. The most important thing for us now is to search for famous doctors everywhere." Looking for a doctor now is in line with the expectations of those in the capital, and it is not appropriate to do anything else.
However, Cao Cuo misunderstood and thought that His Highness cared about the heir.
His Highness is different from him. He has lost his roots since he was a child. If he wants to have children, he has to live his life again. But Your Highness is the queen's line, the prince's line, and the last root of the Lu family line, and it cannot be cut off like this.
He immediately started to curse through gritted teeth and said that he would go to the city to find a doctor overnight.
Zhao Guangyuan couldn't laugh or cry.
Before going to bed, Zhao Guangyuan sent a WeChat message to Lin Zhaoxia as usual. Although he knew that no signal could be sent, he seemed to have found an outlet to express his feelings since he wrote his first WeChat message.
"Do you also feel lonely, like me? The road ahead is full of difficulties and dangers, and Yuan doesn't know if he can get through it. If Yuan dies without fulfilling his ambition, will you remember that there is still a person like Yuan?"
Zhao Guangyuan really wanted to go to Lin Zhaoxia's side. Only in that world would he forget the pain he had felt. But when he thought about how he could face her now that he was a disabled person, why would he trouble her heart?
Tossing and turning, feeling all kinds of complicated.
Zhao Guangyuan is strong-minded and can hold back his inner impulses, but not long-term.
He had just turned five years old. Although he was sensible and clever, because of the birthmark mentioned by his maternal grandparents, he eagerly wanted to go to his sister to have it checked. He longed for his mother and longed for his mother.
Keep this in mind every day. Every day, he pretended to be good under Zhao Guangyuan's intimidation and practiced Chinese calligraphy diligently. He served him like a bitch, copying scriptures, grinding ink and spreading paper for him. He was a complete book boy and a servant.
He said it for several days and he endured it again and again. A few more days passed, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore.
"What are you doing?" Zhao Guangyuan frowned. Angry, did he offend him? The little brat is quite angry.
He was so long that he jumped on his feet and inserted his waist, "Your Highness, your words don't count!"
Zhao Guangyuan understood immediately and didn't say anything. He raised his eyebrows and watched his performance quietly.
She was so anxious that she almost cried. As long as he had some idea, he could stay low and be a child. Just look at his face every day and hope that he would take you to find his sister?
It was obviously him who met his sister first!
"Your Highness, you don't keep your words! You said it would be several days, and it has been six days already! How can a noble person bully a common people? You are still a common child!"
"If the nobles don't bully the common people, how can they bully the nobles?"
Uh... His mouth is so long that he can open his mouth, so the nobles bully the common people?
Seeing his dumb look, Zhao Guangyuan looked disgusted and said, "How come I don't mean what I say? Are these six days over the limit?"
How many days is six days? "Six days is a long time!"
"Then since it's been a long time and I've missed my appointment, let's forget it."
ah? Changzhi was stunned, and suddenly rushed over: "Your Highness, Changzhi made a mistake. Changzhi admitted his mistake to Your Highness. Six days is within a few days. Your Highness did not break the promise, no."
Zhao Guangyuan had a smile in his eyes, "Well, since you are so sensible..."
Changzhi looked nervous: "So? Are you taking Changzhi to find your sister today?"
