Angry and bitter

Style: Girl Author: Twelve causes and conditions make a jokeWords: 1088Update Time: 24/01/12 04:57:15
After the emperor left, Concubine Jade suppressed the anger and sorrow in her heart and prepared to comfort the little prince.

But he saw the little prince staring in the direction the emperor was leaving in trance.

Concubine Jade felt a lot of heartache in her heart. This child had not received any love from his father since he was a child, and he had never received any attention. The emperor's words just now must have made him feel happy. If he asked for a good life with the emperor, he would What to do...

The little prince turned around and saw Concubine Jade's complex and sad face, walked forward and asked:

"Concubine? Are you feeling unwell?"

Concubine Yu smiled and rubbed the little prince's face:

"No discomfort, don't worry."

The little prince: "Mother, do you hate your father?"

Concubine Yu said gently: "How could it be possible? You are overthinking it."

After speaking, he asked tentatively: "Are you... trying to persuade the mother-in-law?"

The little prince shook his head: "Every time my father comes, my mother and concubine will have trouble sleeping for several days and nights, burning the lamp until dawn, and often wandering away during the day. Even if the mother and concubine doesn't tell the child, the child knows that the mother and concubine doesn't want to see it. Father, I will not persuade my mother and concubine to do anything that makes my mother and concubine sad."

Concubine Jade was so moved when she heard this, she hugged the little prince tightly, her eyes were red and she couldn't say a word.

This huge palace is full of hypocritical and calculating evil spirits. If she hadn't been with her son, she really wouldn't have been able to survive a day...

Fortunately, my son is of good character, filial and good...

Another month passed, and the victims were gradually resettled, and life slowly returned to normal. The roads were completely restored and horse-drawn carriages were able to pass.

On the official road of Qizhou, a group of thirty people and two carriages were traveling at a constant speed. The faint scent of osmanthus floated into the carriage. In the carriage, a round-faced girl opened the curtain and leaned against the window with a bright smile. The scenery on both sides of the road. 81Z.ćőr/>“Finally arrived in Qizhou, my bones are almost falling apart.”

The man in white who was following the carriage on horseback looked cautiously at both sides of the road:

"More than half of the journey has passed. In another seven or eight days, we can reach Tai'an."

The round-faced girl turned her head towards the carriage and smiled: "Miss, you must have returned home as quickly as possible, right?"

The clear and melodious female voice in the car said: "There are always months in a foreign country. If I don't have a light at home, I really feel homesick."

The woman's voice was neither urgent nor slow, with an air of calmness about her. Even though she didn't see her face, just by hearing her voice, she could imagine that she was a lady.

The woman in blue, who was riding a horse and following the carriage on the other side, looked forward and frowned slightly:

"Please pay attention, there is someone in front of you."

As he spoke, the trees and grass on the roadside swayed, and a group of men dressed in common people's clothes surrounded the road.

Some held knives in their hands, and some even held sickles and farm tools. They looked at the group with fierce eyes and shouted:

"If you want to live, leave your money!"

The group of people stopped their horses, and the woman in blue raised her eyebrows slightly:

"Miss, we seem to have been robbed."

A clear voice came from the carriage: "I guess they are all refugees, so be gentle."

Upon hearing this, the woman in blue got off her horse and walked towards the looting crowd, with excitement in her eyes. When she saw the man in white dismounting and approaching, she immediately said:

"Whatever I discovered first belongs to me."

The man in white slowed down his pace good-naturedly and stood still in front of the carriage.

The woman in blue put her hands on her waist and strode forward.

The refugees who were robbing were stunned when they saw this, and looked at each other with frowns:

"What is this girl doing... is she crazy?"

When there were only ten steps left between the two sides, they suddenly heard a large number of people appearing behind the refugees.