"Especially the fourth child!"
The queen gritted her teeth, her voice full of hatred: "He follows his mother, has a vicious temper, is ruthless, and has no scruples in doing things. Don't you know how many obstacles he has caused you after he was on duty? He is also his perennial Living in a brothel has offended many senior officials in the court, otherwise, he might have been promoted too!"
"And the boss and the third," she continued: "Which one of them is easy to mess with? Who wouldn't want to pull you down once you get the chance?"
The prince's fists clenched slightly.
But the queen sneered again and again: "Do you think that your father is drunk every day and does not go to court in the morning? It will not be long before the former court and harem become your hall of speech? Stop dreaming! Your father was stepping on your uncle's throne back then. The person who crawled up with the corpse was a man of great talent and strategy ten years ago. If he hadn’t been the demon concubine, how could he—”
After blurting out these words, her face changed slightly!
"-In short, he is not as stupid as you think, and your expectations can only be disappointed. What? You don't believe it?" The Queen sneered, "You silly boy, if he really wants to delegate power to you, why doesn't he allow you to supervise the country? , and let the boss, the third, and the fourth enter the court one by one? Is he free? Let’s see, when your position becomes more and more stable, he will definitely make the boss king. "
At that time, if you still want to continue to be the prince, it is simply a fantasy!
The prince also took a breath!
"Can……"
"If you want to win over the courtiers, wouldn't the fastest way be to marry? Why are you hesitating?" The queen glanced at the prince and said helplessly, "Okay, I just want to give you a few words. Why are you looking so worried? ? Your imperial sister is still young. You want her to marry into the Deng family, so you are not in a hurry now, are you?"
The prince opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to refuse, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them again.
The queen mother is right.
Ayao is only thirteen years old. Whether it is an engagement or marriage, it is too early, so she does not need to be too anxious.
Thinking like this, the prince's expression relaxed. The queen looked at him steadily for a while, and then said unconsciously: "But it's strange, you don't like Chu Yao the least, and you don't want to be with Chu Yao the least. Do you get along with Yao? Why did you change your gender? "
"No, my son..."
The prince blushed and said with some embarrassment: "My son was too young at that time and spoke and acted inappropriately, which is why I hurt A Yao's heart. After some time, I will apologize to A Yao in person. Please She forgives her son."
The queen froze, and the smile on her lips froze.
"...Mother?"
The prince was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"
The queen took a deep breath and forced out a decent smile: "I am a little tired, but it's nothing serious."
The prince did not doubt his presence, and was about to retreat when he heard the queen's voice suddenly come from behind: "Chen'er, it's time to put your marriage on the agenda."
The prince's heart sank.
After a long time, he was able to speak out: "It all depends on mother."
The marriage cannot be postponed any longer.
If he refused, it would be hard for the nurse queen not to be impatient and attack A-Yao again. Then it would be difficult for him to save her. The prince thought like this, feeling heavy and could only walk out slowly.
The breeze blows.
He breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Is Qing Huan still kneeling?"
"Returning to Your Highness, Princess Qinghuan knelt for an hour, and she couldn't hold on any longer. The fourth prince arrived in time and sent her back to the palace," the little eunuch glanced at the prince's face before whispering. : "The county, the princess said, she will continue to kneel tomorrow."
The fourth prince?
The prince frowned slightly, his eyes darkening.
On the other side, Song Qinghuan was indeed sent back to the palace by the fourth prince. Her swollen cheeks and sore knees were also smeared with wound medicine, and the pain was relieved, but her face was still pale, and she would sob softly from time to time.
The fourth prince leaned on the soft couch casually, took a sip of tea, and frowned: "The tea is cold."
"Slave, go and change now!"
The little palace maid trembled, took the tea cup with fear, and retreated.
When they walked away, the fourth prince raised his lips and smiled, and said casually: "Qing Huan, your maid here is average in appearance, and I don't have the eyesight to see her. Tsk, she's boring."
Song Qinghuan's body was slightly stiff.
"Okay, don't cry. Isn't it just a slap in the face and a punishment of kneeling for a while? What's the point?" The fourth prince comforted him with a smile, "There is not a day when your fourth brother is not beaten or punished to kneel. , look, don’t I live well too?”
Song Qinghuan's eyelashes trembled, and big tears fell down.
How can this be the same!
The fourth prince is so shameless that he doesn't mind even if he gets beaten. But after a girl like me has gone through this, it's not certain whether she can go out to meet people, let alone get married. The more she thought about it, her heart The more depressed he became, the more he couldn't help but shed tears.
Because she was good-looking and the fourth prince was greedy, on weekdays, whatever Song Qinghuan wanted, she only had to move her fingers and the fourth prince would give it to her.
But I don't know what happened today. The fourth prince saw her crying so much that he could still remain indifferent.
Song Qinghuan was a little uneasy.
Could it be that the Fourth Prince is also fed up with him?
Could it be that the fourth prince fell in love with someone else?
Could it be——
"Qing Huan, you'd better stop crying," the fourth prince sighed and said with a complex expression, "Your face is so injured, what should you do if you cry too much and get scars? "
He, he actually dislikes himself? !
Song Qinghuan's heart trembled, and she raised her head in disbelief, looking at the fourth prince almost in shock.
yes! She knew that the fourth prince was greedy for color, and she also knew that he liked her face very much, but even so, she did not expect that he was so superficial. She was just injured, but he thought she was ugly. He doesn’t even want to give himself a word of comfort!
Shortsighted! shallow!
asshole!
Song Qinghuan gritted his teeth, swallowed the curse words, and forced out a smile: "How could it be? Qinghuan asked the imperial doctor that as long as he applied more medicine, there would be no scars."
"really?"
The fourth prince said happily: "It's so good! It's so good!"
Song Qinghuan's smile froze.
The fourth prince was unaware, but he still smiled sincerely, his peach-blossom eyes narrowed, and said, "I'm relieved that you can't leave a scar. Changle is really a good person, but he still insists on slapping you in the face!"
"No, it's not her fault."
Song Qinghuan shook his head vigorously, his eyes were red and he was about to cry. Suddenly he remembered something. He quickly wiped the corners of his eyes and choked: "It's my fault. I'm sorry for Sister Chuyao. It's just..."
"It's just that the prince is looking towards Changle and is good to Changle. Are you unhappy and jealous?" The fourth prince raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Come, talk to the fourth brother, and the fourth brother will help you find a solution. "
