As a prince, his current obsession is just to save face.
The original intention was to relieve the boredom and have some fun, but I never expected that it made me feel even more unhappy.
She was such a pretty girl, but her beard was cut off just like that.
What is annoying is that he is an incompetent eunuch.
An unknown fire rose up in his stomach.
"Is the calming soup warmed up?"
Upon seeing this, Princess Han was eager to break the deadlock.
She knew in her heart that some things were just right and she couldn't make too many mistakes.
Wang Jinghong hurriedly agreed, took the soup bowl from the little eunuch who brought it over, and handed it to Zhu Gaoxu.
But he never thought that in order to please the King of Han, Webster suddenly reached out to take the soup and accidentally knocked over the soup.
All the medicinal soup was poured on Princess Han's tender white jade hands.
"Ouch…"
A scream of surprise finally pulled Zhu Gaoxu's gaze back.
"The slave deserves to die, the slave deserves to die."
Wang Jinghong was so panicked that he knelt down and begged for mercy.
"You bastard slave, why don't you hurry up and declare yourself an imperial doctor?" Zhu Gaoxu shouted loudly.
How can a medicinal soup that can be enjoyed directly by the master be hot?
It was just Webster's bluff, deliberately seeking favor in front of the King of Han.
Her eyes were watery, pretending to be virtuous and generous, looking at Zhu Gaoxu and saying softly:
"Oh, Your Highness, don't worry, it's just my concubine who was not careful. It will be fine in a while.
If he hurriedly went to call the imperial doctor, he would inevitably alarm his father, the emperor, and his mother. "
Zhu Gaoxu has rarely seen such a sensible princess. As a man, what he likes most is a woman who is weak and docile.
The anger in his heart was suffocating and uncomfortable. Looking at Wang Jinghong kneeling on the ground, he finally found a reason.
"Come here, drag this bastard down to me and give him thirty sticks."
Xiuying was originally hunched over, dazed and dazed.
Prince Han's loud roar woke her up.
When she heard that the prince was to be punished with thirty sticks, she was so frightened that she fell to her knees with a bang.
Thinking that if the prince's body was hit by thirty sticks, half of his life would be lost.
"Your Highness the King of Han, Eunuch Wang did not do it on purpose. Please give him a gentle punishment."
She kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Shut up, anyone who dares to plead for him again will be punished with the same crime."
Zhu Gaoxu was about to give this ungrateful eunuch a lesson, so as to save his face and comfort his self-esteem that was innocently hurt.
"Your Highness, please have mercy, Your Highness..."
Xiuying ignored Zhu Gaoxu's threats and continued to kowtow to beg for mercy.
Several imperial guards rushed in from outside the palace, picked up Wang Jinghong's arms and walked out.
She was so frightened that she cried and shouted, "No...no..."
Zhu Gaoxu stood up and walked away.
Princess Wei of Han sneered, twisted her waist, and left.
The only person left in the side hall was Xiuying, who was crying bitterly but was helpless.
Outside the palace gate, Wang Jinghong was lying on a long torture bench, crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf.
The moonlight was like water, and two eunuchs from the Department of Punishment were rising and falling rhythmically, holding red lacquered torture sticks.
…
This incident on New Year's Eve quickly spread throughout the palace like a plague on New Year's Day.
Delivered in a clear and precise manner.
Mainly about the eunuch Wang Jinghong and Xiu Ying eating each other.
He said that he had provoked the Han prince, and as a result, the prince was punished with thirty sticks.
This story of "a hero saving a beauty" became a pleasant talk among the eunuchs and maids in the palace after dinner.
It really adds a lot of splendor to the gloomy high inner wall.
The image of the prince and his father-in-law also became taller.
Even she couldn't remember clearly how Xiuying returned to the music studio late at night on the 30th.
She vaguely fainted, as if several little eunuchs were carrying her back to the music studio in a hurry.
She climbed into bed and fell asleep without washing her face and feet, and did not fall asleep until dawn.
Then the nightmare began.
I met Xuezhen in my dream. She was crazy and inhuman, standing barefoot in the snow.
Even though there were a lot of chilblains on her feet, she didn't mind the cold. When she saw Xiuying, she just kept giggling.
Clearly crazy and doesn't recognize anyone anymore.
Then, I dreamed of the prince again.
This dream is very strange.
The prince walked out of the palace mural, his fox eyes smiling gently at her, like flowers blooming in spring.
But no matter how bright his smile was, there was always an extremely cold and strange air in his eyes.
Like a cunning fox running in the cold winter.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright and light snoring could be heard from Guiyue's bed tent.
Xiuying smiled enviously, got up and got out of bed.
…
It’s the second day of junior high school in a blink of an eye.
The gossip about Wang Gonggong and Xiu Ying blew back into the music and dance studio like a violent storm, and no one knew about it.
All day long in the second grade of junior high school, there were people staring at Xiuying's back, pointing, poking, and whispering.
Can't hear clearly what they are saying.
However, even if you don’t listen, you will know what it is about.
Everyone said that she was very noble on the surface, but secretly hooked up with a powerful prince and father-in-law.
"Mother Yun, tomorrow is the third day of the Lunar New Year. As a rule every year, the sisters in the palace have agreed to get together. What do you think we can do in our house?"
Guiyue peeled the winter orange she brought from home and stuffed it into her mouth.
The palace celebrates the New Year from the eve of the Lunar New Year, the first day of the Lunar New Year and the second day of the Lunar New Year. Music, dance and opera are the busiest.
On the third day of the lunar new year, we take a day off together.
The palace has set a rule that every year on the third day of the Lunar New Year, everyone brings their own belongings and gathers together to have fun.
The sisters in the yard looked at each other, pursed their lips, snickered, and pointed out something else:
"Guiyue, you too, you can just go, Yun Niang doesn't need to."
"That's right, he is now a famous woman and has his wife. The chief supervisor, Eunuch Wang, took a beating for him. Why doesn't she go and take a look?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! Who dares to bully my Yun Niang?"
Guiyue acted like a sister. She stood up to protect the calf, pointed her finger and shouted angrily.
Xiuying timidly took Guiyue's hand, shook her head and whispered:
"I originally wanted to tell you this. You guys should go get together on the third day of junior high school. I really have something else to do, so I won't go."
"What's the matter? Don't you just want to see Mr. Wang?" Someone yelled.
As soon as he said this, a burst of laughter broke out in the crowd.
Guiyue really couldn't sit still. She felt extremely uncomfortable when she heard the gun and sticks being used, so she stood up and replied:
"If you don't know how to talk, you might as well practice the piano and dance well."
"Guiyue, has it touched your mind?"
One of them said sarcastically.
Guiyue didn't show any weakness, she got up and rushed forward.
The two sides started quarreling and fighting.
Xiuying was not in the mood to continue listening.
With tears in her eyes, she stood up and left, letting them do whatever they said.
Out of sight out of mind.
Night falls.
After struggling repeatedly in her heart, Xiuying decided to visit the great eunuch Wang Jinghong.
Even though I didn’t know him well when they first met, after all, he received these thirty sticks just to save himself.
It should be said that these thirty sticks belonged to her at all, and it was the prince who took them for her.
What a kindness it is to speak your conscience.
