On this day, the prince had nothing to do, he was leaning on the couch alone, drinking tea and eating fruits. He felt so carefree.
After he ran out of tea, he looked around and realized that most of the maids in the Linzhi Palace were missing. Occasionally, one or two maids who passed by were still a bit young, and their appearance was not of the highest quality.
On the contrary, the entire Linzhi Palace seemed empty, and even his heart suddenly became empty.
With a twist of a step, Qiao'er walked out from behind the curtain in bright and new clothes. When she saw him asking for tea, she Shi Shiran stepped forward and poured tea for him. The prince caught someone and asked, "Sister Qiao'er, Why is it just you? Where have all the sisters gone? By the way, Sister Luting has also been missing for a few days, but what happened? "
Oh, you just realized it?
Qing'er smiled, then knelt down and sat on the ground, while slowly adding hot water, he complained nonchalantly: "It's true, Your Highness, we sisters have gone so many, but Your Highness still only remembers Lu Pavilion!" "
The prince really didn't understand. He took the slightly hot blue and white tea cup and asked, "Leaving? Why did they leave? Did Sister Luting leave too?"
Qiao'er's tender eyes turned slightly, and she covered her little mouth and burst into laughter: "Your Highness, you don't know yet, right? The Queen has passed away, and Your Majesty has ordered all palaces to reduce their expenditures in memory of the Queen. Morality, so most of the maids in our palace were transferred away, and even His Highness's 'Sister Lu Ting' has now transformed into His Majesty's Lu Baolin!"
"The queen mother's funeral?" The prince blinked and suddenly felt a little stunned. He put down the tea cup in his hand blankly and thought about it carefully, oh, yes, Yunxiang and Xijin both said before, Not many people know about the fact that the Queen Mother was accepted as a disciple by the Nanhai Goddess, and even he must not tell others. I guess this Dragon'er can be regarded as someone else, but, "How did Sister Lu Ting become my father's Baolin?" ?How is this going?"
Even if he doesn't like to listen to nonsense about poetry, books, etiquette, and ethics, he knows that this is very inappropriate, especially for the emperor's family. This kind of thing can easily attract criticism and criticism.
"The Empress committed suicide by setting fire to the Lama Temple. This is something that everyone in the palace knows. Even the slaves went to fetch water to put out the fire. The fire was so intense that day. Alas, it's a pity that the Empress also has Sister Yanhong and Sister Yanzi. Such a friendly person..." Qing'er spoke with profound meaning, as detailed as if she were present at the scene in person. Seeing that the prince didn't have much reaction to this, she was puzzled and continued, "As for Lu Baolin? Haha, in the whole world, is it the land of the king, and on the shore of the land, is it the minister of the king! As long as your majesty likes it, what if you make Lu Baolin your empress?"
The prince pouted and looked at her in confusion. Strangely enough, when Qing'er spoke today, even though her tone was gentle, it made him feel very sad.
His pouted mouth could have been hung with a small oil bottle. The prince felt aggrieved and almost burst into tears: "But Sister Lu Ting is the maid by my side! Before, she promised to live every day in the future." They all let me ride a horse!"
There is no reason in this world for a father to steal the people around his son!
Qing'er rolled his eyes and persuaded with a hint of sarcasm: "Your Highness, you must not talk nonsense. Lu Baolin is now your concubine. You must not be so frivolous in the future. Haha, maybe, Lu Baolin will still be like this in the future." I can give you a little royal brother!"
Little royal brother?
He doesn't want a little imperial brother. He only knows that Sister Lu Ting is his good playmate, not his father's concubine!
"No, I want to reason with my father!" The prince pouted, his eyes full of stubbornness, but tears burst out of his eyes in an instant.
Seeing that the prince stood up in a sudden motion, with a look on his face that he would not look back until he hit the south wall, Qing'er anxiously dragged him forward and comforted him loudly: "Your Highness, don't be like this! The Gu family is in trouble. Even the Queen is gone, so please don’t make His Majesty angry!”
"The Gu family fell down? I... Why did my uncle's house fall down?" Although the prince is young, he is not stupid. "The Gu family fell down" does not mean "the house fell down"!
Based on Qiao'er's demeanor and expression, he could recognize the three flavors at once.
But no one told him about this before!
"That's not it..." Qing'er shrank back like a victim, and then told the whole story in a low voice.
"What?! Everyone in the Gu family was arrested and thrown into the sky prison? The queen mother set herself on fire in Yonghe Temple? But didn't Aunty Yun and the others say that the queen mother left with the Nanhai Shenni?" The prince was really panicked now. In fact, the best he could do about the Lu Ting incident was to be a little angry for a few days and then forget about it, but this was different!
The prince's heart was pounding. He dropped the tea cup and subconsciously wanted to talk to his father. Qing'er had just told him everything. Now, the entire Gu family has been arrested and sent to the sky jail. They will be taken to the vegetable market in the spring. Cut with your mouth! The queen mother is also...is she really going to die?
Qi'er hurriedly said: "What Nanhai Divine Nun? There is no such thing! Maybe Aunty Yun and the others were afraid that His Highness would be sad, so they made up a cover to coax you."
No wonder the news of the Empress's funeral has been circulating in the East Palace for many days, but the Crown Prince didn't even react at all. She originally thought that this child was too heartless and selfish, but it turned out that it was Yunxiang and Xi Jin and Jin teamed up to make up a story to fool people!
Thinking of this, Qing'er became secretly proud.
She was the first one to tell the prince everything, and she should also take credit in the future. Haha, take all the credit.
It is estimated that she is not too far away from being "the youngest palace maid in the entire Dali Palace".
"What? Coaxing me? Are they all coaxing me? Is the Queen Mother really, really dead?" He thought that the Queen Mother was recuperating freely overseas, but to his surprise, they really made up their mind to deceive him. , the mother and son were gone a few days ago!
Thinking of that day, the queen mother didn't care about the cold winter months. She wore brightly colored gauze clothes and dressed up so differently. She gave him a piece of phoenix lotus and topaz, and said some strange words...
It seems that the Queen Mother is really... gone.
Even my uncle's family ended up being massacred.
The prince sniffed and shed a stream of clear tears. He cried in a babyish voice, "Father, he... he is so cruel!"
Qing'er wiped the tears on the prince's cheek with a handkerchief. Seeing such an older child crying, she felt a little guilty in her heart, and her gentle and melodious voice began to rush: "Your Highness, please don't say that. ! If someone with a heart hears this and spreads this word to His Majesty’s ears, the life of the Crown Prince will be very difficult! Isn’t that what Lu Baolin relied on to reach His Majesty!”
"What? Sister Lu Ting, she is..." For the first time in his life, the six-year-old Crown Prince felt a surge of blood and anger, and his white, tender and soft little fleshy hands also felt... He clenched it into two hard fleshy fists.
He could only feel the heat in his eyes, the distension in his stomach, and the blockage in his heart. There was only one word turning over in his mind, and that was hate!
"Ah, it's the slave who talks too much, it's the slave who talks too much!" Qiao'er's face turned pale, then he knelt down, leaned over, and began to slap his face one after another. The crisp sound of the slaps echoed in the empty and gorgeous Linzhi Palace. The response was indecisive.
