"With tears streaming down my face, I looked back at the palace from time to time, with a look of reluctance on my face."
The maid replied softly.
"Send a message to the prince and ask him to take more care of the eighth prince," the queen ordered, with a hint of intrigue flashing in her eyes. "After all, the Liu family is not weak in the court. Now that the eighth prince's legs are disabled, he can win over him. Ichiban.”
"No." Xiao Cui bent down slightly and responded.
On the other side, Qin Heng, who had returned to the hall, was playing with the jade fan in his hand.
The jade fan was natural, warm and delicate. He opened it gently, and a painting of landscapes and green pines came into view.
While shaking, it feels like you are in the mountains and fields, with the cool breeze blowing on your face.
He turned over the back and found a poem on it.
But if you ask for something, you will lose something;
With no thoughts in mind, you will live a long life.
"Haha, what a good poem."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Qin Heng's mouth, and the cold light in his eyes made people shudder.
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Qin Heng took Ah Fu and others in Wang Qinggai's car and walked toward the outside of the palace surrounded by guards.
As far as his memory goes, this is the first time he has stepped out of the palace.
No wonder, people say that the palace is as deep as the sea, and you can't get out once you get in.
Kyoto is divided into four districts. The Qin Palace is in the east, surrounded by officials, the market is in the west, the people live in the south, and the nobles are in the north.
His residence was not far from Qin Palace, and he arrived at the place after driving for about half an hour.
He was sitting in a wheelchair and was carried out of the car by two guards.
Looking at the plaque above the mansion in front of me that read 'You'an Mansion', I felt a little excited.
"go in."
He waved.
Entering the house, his eyes suddenly lit up.
The layout of the entire mansion is full of solemnity and elegance.
The house is full of greenery, with all kinds of flowers, plants and trees planted in the courtyard, giving him a sense of tranquility.
His living room is located in the center of the mansion, with wing rooms on the east and west sides, a courtyard in front, an open space in the backyard, and a dozen rooms surrounding it.
Entering the main room, the interior decoration is simple yet elegant.
The decoration in the room is mainly made of bamboo, orchids and other plants, which are fresh and natural and make breathing easy.
There are also some calligraphy works hanging on the walls of the main room, exuding the atmosphere of a literati.
"Yes, it seems that my father has put a lot of thought into it.
"Xiaoyao, please take them to clean up."
Qin Heng nodded with satisfaction and said to Xiaoyao beside him.
"Yes, the Eighth Prince."
Xiaoyao bowed and retreated.
The entire You'an Mansion became busy instantly.
Everything is being tidied up in an orderly manner.
In the evening, Qin Heng was sitting in the study, his thoughts sinking, and he entered the Poison Hall.
"Greetings, my lord."
As soon as Qin Heng opened his eyes, he saw four poison warriors.
"Everyone, please get up. No need to be polite, just take a seat."
"promise."
Qin Heng walked to the chair and sat down with a smile on his face.
"Gentlemen, what should I do next?"
The four of them looked at each other, and Jia Xu said: "Back to my lord, from now on, we will do nothing but wait."
"wait?"
Qin Heng was stunned for a moment, a little confused.
"Yes, wait until my lord's grandfather comes."
"What if grandpa doesn't come?"
"That means he is unwilling to help. My lord needs to take a long-term approach."
"However, I feel that he will definitely come to see the Lord."
"After all, Mrs. Liu has already said hello."
Jia Xu said with certainty.
"How should I talk to my grandfather if he comes?"
"My lord is moved with affection first, and then reveals his true feelings and his desire to win the heir."
"However, my lord must try to convince him as much as possible. After all, we have no power outside the palace, and there are still many places where we need to rely on him."
"Well, I understand." Qin Heng nodded.
Speaking of which, in his memory, he had never met his grandfather several times.
As for relationships?
To be honest, I don't feel anything.
However, my grandfather often sent some supplements to the palace.
When something happened to him a few days ago, someone sent a lot of things to him.
After much deliberation, since ancient times, it has been taboo for the harem to contact the ministers of the DPRK.
Perhaps it is for this reason that on the surface, everyone rarely interacts with each other.
In the early morning, as soon as Qin Heng finished washing, a guard walked in.
"Reporting to the Eighth Prince, Mr. Liu, the censor outside the gate, is asking for an audience."
Qin Heng was stunned for a moment, and then said quickly: "Afu, push me out."
"Open the door and welcome us."
"promise."
Ah Fu stepped forward and pushed him towards the outside.
Qin Heng did not expect that his grandfather would come to the door the day after he moved out.
This is a good sign.
All the servants in the mansion followed Qin Heng to the gate.
On the steps, Qin Heng looked intently.
Several limousines were lined up.
An elegant old man over fifty years old was standing at the foot of the steps with several family members, looking at him kindly.
Qin Heng's heart moved. This man was his grandfather.
"Meet the Eighth Prince."
Liu Ji took the lead and bent down to salute.
"Grandpa, please get up quickly."
"Afu, hurry up, push me down quickly."
Qin Heng said with excitement.
"Thank you, Eighth Prince."
Seeing his excited and incoherent expression, Liu Ji felt warm in his heart.
Seeing his legs again, I couldn't help but feel sour, and my eyes instantly turned red.
"The Eighth Prince does not need to come down, I will go up."
He took long strides and walked up.
"Grandpa..."
Qin Heng was in tears. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Liu Ji's arms tightly, with a look of aggrievedness on his face.
"Grandpa is here, let's go in."
Liu Ji took a deep breath, suppressed his fluctuating mood, and said tremblingly.
"good."
"Xiaoyao, lead the way."
"promise."
"I'll do it." Liu Ji stepped forward, took the handle of the wheelchair, and said with a strong face,
"Grandpa...Okay, grandpa will push." Qin Heng nodded, quickly wiped away the tears that fell, and said happily,
Everyone walked into the lobby together, Qin Heng avoided everyone, leaving only Xiao Yao alone.
In addition to the three of them, there was also a middle-aged man and a thin boy.
The boy looked a few years older than him and was looking at him curiously.
The hall door is closed.
Qin Heng quickly bent down and said in a trembling voice: "Heng'er pays homage to my grandfather."
"Quick...get up Heng'er and let grandpa take a good look."
Liu Ji burst into tears instantly and helped him up.
Trembling, she reached out and touched his leg.
Tears kept falling.
"Does it hurt? Child."
Qin Heng shook his head and forced a smile: "Heng'er doesn't feel any pain anymore."
"I'm sorry for you." Liu Ji's voice was choked with sobs, and his face was full of grief.
"It's okay, Grandpa, God is going to entrust this person with a great responsibility. He must first suffer from his will, hurt his bones and muscles, and mess up his actions. Therefore, if you are tempted to endure it, you will benefit him where you can't."
"Heng'er should be thankful that he still has his life left to see his grandfather." Qin Heng held his hands and said firmly.
When Liu Ji heard this, his body suddenly trembled, and he raised his head in confusion and looked at Qin Heng.
For a moment, I was shocked by his language.
He couldn't imagine that such words came from a fourteen-year-old boy.
"Grandpa, are these my uncle and cousin?"
Qin Heng looked at the two people behind his grandfather.
Liu Ji woke up from his dream and quickly turned around and said.
"Yes, he is your uncle, and that is your cousin."
"Liu Dan meets with the Eighth Prince."
"Liu Qi meets with the Eighth Prince."
The two men stepped forward quickly and bowed their hands.
