Yingtian Mansion, a separate courtyard outside the city
Li Ziting has been here for more than half a month, playing and singing every night, living a life where he doesn't know what night it is.
Not only did he not return to the palace, he didn't even return to the city. If his men needed to report something, they had to go all the way to another courtyard.
It was late at night, Xiang Niang quietly entered the house carrying a wine bottle and some cakes.
"The prince."
At this moment, it was rare that Li Ziting was alone in the Nuan Pavilion. There was a stove in the corner of the room, making the whole room warm as spring.
Li Ziting was half-lying on the soft couch, with a blue satin backrest cushion behind him. He was holding a fine porcelain wine cup in his hand and was drinking wine by himself.
Xiang Niang placed the tray in her hand on the plum blossom lacquered table in front of Li Ziting, bypassed the table and fell directly into his arms. She scratched his chest with her fingers and asked with a sweet smile: "It's rare for the county prince to be here this time." You’ve been living here for half a month, don’t you have anything to do in the city?”
Li Ziting grabbed her restless fingers, brought them to her lips and kissed her: "Why, do you think I've been here too long and made you uncomfortable?"
When Xiang Niang heard this, she quickly shook her head and said, "Of course I wish that the king was here all the time, but the king is no more idle than us. You are a busy person with serious things to do. Xiang Niang is afraid that it will delay your serious business." .”
Li Ziting was half drunk and half awake at this time. Seeing that she meant to drive him away, he felt unhappy. He grabbed her wrist with his backhand and asked with a serious face: "What do you want to say? Don't stay with me." It’s a roundabout way here!”
Xiangniang knew Li Ziting's moody temperament, and she was trembling with fear when he clamped her wrist tightly, but she still said bravely: "Your Majesty, I am already twenty-nine today, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve... ...If you are willing to stay here for the New Year, we will naturally be very happy, but I am afraid that the palace has too many rules, and the princess must also miss the prince very much..."
"You're already twenty-nine." Li Ziting was startled, released his hand that was tightly clasping Xiangniang's wrist, and pinched her face reassuringly, "That's all, you are the only one who knows how to take care of me and give orders. We'll prepare the car and return to the city at dawn. By the way, the crispy-bone chicken we made last time at Zhuangzi tastes good, so take the cook with you and go back to cook it for my mother to try."
Xiang Niang breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly responded, going down to get ready.
Early the next morning, Li Ziting returned to the mansion. As soon as he entered the door, he found that all the servants who saw him had panic expressions on their faces.
At first, he didn't bother to pay attention. He was probably thinking that his unreasonable father had done something ridiculous again.
But after encountering several such people one after another, Li Ziting finally couldn't help it. He grabbed a passing boy and asked, "What did the prince do again? It makes you all feel like you've seen a ghost when you see me!"
"Master, no, it's okay, little, little..." The boy he caught usually worked as a handyman in the outer courtyard. He rarely even saw his master, let alone talked to him.
At this time, he met the most unstable and violent master in the house. He was so frightened that his two sides were fighting, and he couldn't even speak.
Li Ziting frightened him impatiently: "Say it or not? If you don't tell me, I'll ask someone to feed you to the leopards!"
The boy didn't know whether what he said was true or not, but Li Ziting really kept two leopards in a separate courtyard. It was said that they were fed well and well every day and kept smooth and smooth.
In order to save his life, the young man had no choice but to grit his teeth and said: "The prince just came back last night and brought back a woman of unknown origin. He said that he would make her his concubine and take her to worship him during the Chinese New Year. Ancestors and ancestors..."
When Li Ziting heard this, he immediately exploded and asked quickly: "Does my mother know?"
"I know, I know." The young man felt that Li Ziting's hand holding his collar was shaking with anger, so he hurriedly explained in a low voice, "After the prince brought people back last night, he called up everyone in the house and announced Of course, the princess also knows about this matter."
Li Ziting was so angry that he almost exploded. He threw the boy aside, tossed his cloak, and strode towards the back house.
When he arrived at the palace, he found that the maids carrying toiletries were still waiting outside the door.
"Mother hasn't gotten up yet?" Li Ziting stepped forward and asked.
The maid Leng Buding was startled when she saw him. The leading maid said cautiously: "Prince, the princess is feeling a little unwell today, so she hasn't gotten up yet..."
"If you feel a little uncomfortable, you must be angry!" Li Ziting said and went straight inside.
"Prince, you..."
The maids wanted to stop him but didn't dare to stop him, and they immediately got into a mess.
Li Ziting ignored them and walked straight into the room. He saw Yun Xutong leaning on the head of the bed with a sick look on her face, the quilt covering her chest. He hurriedly stepped forward and sat on the edge of the bed, and asked with concern: "Mom, what are you doing? It’s comfortable, why don’t you ask a doctor?”
Yun Xutong opened his eyes suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief after taking a closer look to confirm that it was his son. He raised his hand and patted him gently and said, "You are so old, yet you are still so naughty. My mother was shocked."
Li Ziting had always enjoyed Yun Xutong's accusations, and his originally bad mood had improved a bit.
"I heard that you were feeling unwell, so my son came right in because he was in a hurry. Mother, please don't blame me."
When Yun Xutong heard this, she immediately became worried. She grabbed Li Ziting's hand and comforted him: "Ting'er, in the new year, you must not quarrel with your father, you know?"
"Mom!" Li Ziting tried to suppress his anger and said, "Why doesn't he want to think about the Chinese New Year coming soon? At this time, he brings a woman back and makes her a concubine. What does he mean? Where does he put you? "
"Your father drank too much yesterday and talked drunkenly. It's not like he said he could have a concubine right away. Why do you bother to compete with him? Why don't you spend the New Year with your mother in peace?"
Li Ziting remained silent.
"Be obedient, okay?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Yun Xutong patted the back of his hand again.
Li Ziting said displeased: "This is not a matter of whether we can establish a concubine, but a matter of him humiliating you in front of the whole family!
"You are obviously feeling uncomfortable, why do you have to act so generous?"
"Because when my mother knew that she was going to marry into the royal family, she knew that the rest of her life would be filled with insincere words and involuntary actions." Yun Xutong sighed, "But you know, my mother has never regretted marrying you. father……"
"Why!" When Li Ziting heard this, he was so angry that he threw away Yun Xutong's hand, stood up suddenly and asked, "What's so good about him? He has let you down so many times, how can you still not do it at all?" Do you regret it?"
Yun Xutong reached out and took his arm.
Li Ziting was angry, but he couldn't ignore Yun Xutong's feelings, so he awkwardly sat back on the bed again, turning his head and refusing to look at her.
Yun Xutong reached out and touched Li Ziting's hair, and said softly: "The prince is indeed not good at all, but he gave my mother the best son in the world, so my mother has never regretted it."
