Yan Xianzhi and Qiao Guangyuan woke up from the same bed inexplicably, and they looked at each other.
The messy bed and the marks on his body clearly told them what happened last night.
Qiao Guangyuan is worse than a beast, but he doesn't like masculinity and hates it very much.
The two of them soon started fighting, and the loud noise woke up the servants waiting at the door. They hurriedly pushed the door open and went in. The next moment, Yan Xianzhi pulled the quilt to block himself, and shouted: "Get out!"
Qiao Guangyuan took the opportunity to punch Yan Xianzhi until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen.
This farce spread quickly, and Yan Fuguang specially sent people to inform Emperor Xihe of the news.
Yan Xianzhi was summoned to Changding Hall before he could have the doctor treat the wound on his face when he returned home.
The teacup grazed his cheek and hit the pillar behind him. Emperor Xihe roared: "Kneel down!"
Yan Xian was stunned, and Yan Fuguang looked at him with a sinister look, and he knelt down with an annoyed look on his face.
"What ridiculous thing have you done?! Is this what I taught you since you were a child?! If you get involved with Qiao Yun's son, I will be completely embarrassed by you!"
The adopted son was so masculine that Emperor Xihe was so angry that his head was spinning.
Playing with women was not enough, and he didn't know how to restrain himself. He actually started playing with men. The royal family's face was really ruined by him alone.
Yan Xianzhi raised his head and stared at Yan Fuguang hatefully: "My son has been tricked. Father, if you don't believe it, you can go and find out!"
Emperor Xihe had long lost trust in him. He closed his eyes irritably and coughed several times out of breath.
He didn't believe a word of Yan Xianzhi's words. Even if he was really being plotted, it only meant that he was full of loopholes and that he was a fool.
"Go to your house and be grounded for two months." Emperor Xihe paused, "As for Qiao Yun's son..."
At this time, Yan Xianzhi no longer wanted to win over Qiao Guangyuan, and he immediately betrayed him: "Father, Qiao Guangyuan is definitely not as gentle and gentle as he appears on the surface. I have seen him seize other people's wives and humiliate others and commit suicide... …”
He thought that telling Qiao Guangyuan's deeds would calm Emperor Xihe's anger. Unexpectedly, Emperor Xihe shouted angrily: "You bastard Qiao Guangyuan, you are not a good person either! If you two hadn't fallen out, you would have helped him cover up this matter, right?" ?! I see that your conscience has long since disappeared without a trace!"
"Come here, reward him with ten big boards!"
Yan Xianzhi was taken away, beaten, and thrown back into the house for confinement.
Jiang Mihe watched coldly as the servants carried him in. She raised the corner of her lips and said sarcastically: "I thought you would only bring back a few more sisters, but I didn't expect that you almost brought back men too, but I didn't know , what will the sisters in the house call him then?"
She seemed to not be able to see Yan Xianzhi's injuries at all, and scolded Yan Xianzhi: "If you act like this, how can I expect my father to believe you?"
Yan Xianzhi couldn't bear the pain, and his mouth was stuffed with a handkerchief. He could only make a sound of "Uh-huh" and stared at Jiang Mihe.
Jiang Mihe waved her hand scroll and swept it in front of her, treating Yan Xianzhi as a dirty thing. She said: "You should reflect on it carefully. The emperor won't let you go out of the courtyard, so you just stay here and think about how to interact with me." Father explained."
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Jinxiyuan.
Brother Jiu had a fever again. Lu Qing sat blankly in front of the bed, placing her palm on Brother Jiu's forehead.
Ji Qin went back and forth several times while busy, and seeing that she always maintained this posture, she knew that Lu Qing was blaming herself again.
She sighed helplessly, saying it was useless, the master couldn't figure it out.
Lu Qing really couldn't think of anything. She felt very uncomfortable when she saw Brother Jiu's face turned red from the heat and groggy and unable to wake up.
"I can't help you, mother, I can't help you..."
Thinking like this over and over again, Lu Qing held Brother Jiu's little fleshless hand and sighed repeatedly.
Brother Lan hurried over after school. Brother Yu also held his brother's hand and stood carefully in front of Brother Jiu's bed.
Brother Jiu is used to getting sick, but the people around him who love him definitely don't.
Brother Yu caught sight of Lu Qing's expression. He moved to Lu Qing's side and stood in front of her.
"Mother?"
Lu Qing forced a smile: "What's wrong?"
Brother Yu raised his arms to hug Lu Qing, and patted her back awkwardly and with difficulty.
His younger brother is sick again, but he feels that his mother has never recovered.
The physical injuries may have healed, but she seemed to be injured more than just her body.
Lu Qing held Brother Yu and sat on her lap, placing her chin on Brother Yu's little head, "Brother Yu, are you worried about your younger brother?"
"Yeah." He was worried.
Brother Lan also came over and stood close to Lu Qing's legs.
He touched Lu Qing's eyes: "Mother is the one who worries about Brother Ninth the most."
Lu Qing's eyes gradually became moist. She was not only worried, but also blamed herself.
Kelan Ge'er looked at her and said, "Brother Jiu and you can be well. Brother Yu and I and my father are very happy. Although Brother Jiu's health has become bad, there are doctors and imperial doctors who will treat him well." Cured, don’t you think?”
He was like a little grown-up, trying to persuade his mother who couldn't turn around: "What will we do if you get sick again? Will Brother Jiu and us be happy? Will Father be happy?"
Lu Qing slowly took in Brother Lan's words into her heart. She was indeed too greedy. When Brother Jiu was thrown into the water, she wanted to keep Brother Jiu alive, but Brother Jiu survived, and she was not satisfied.
The so-called self-blame and guilt were not torturing her alone. The children around her, as well as him, were also affected by her emotions.
Lu Qing hugged Brother Lan and Brother Yu, and she choked with sobs: "Mother was wrong, mother will never do this again."
When Ninth Brother was sick, she took good care of him and asked the imperial doctor to take good care of him. He frowned and thought wildly day and night, but could not solve the problem.
At night, after watching Brother Jiu fall asleep after drinking the medicine, and his body temperature dropped, Lu Qing was called by Yan Fuguang to rest.
In the dark bed tent, Lu Qing hugged one of Yan Fuguang's arms and said softly to him: "Your Highness, I have been in trouble the past few days. Thank you for your hard work."
He is the person with the greatest time pressure. Everything in the court and the government cannot be separated from him.
Lu Qing felt ashamed: "I once thought that I was a person who could not be defeated. It was because of my self-righteousness that I made you suffer so much."
If she could figure it out, Yan Fuguang would be happy if she didn't torture herself. As for whether it was hard work or not, he could only say that these were things he was willing to do and responsibilities he should bear.
Not only was he responsible for the children, he was also responsible for her.
Seeing her become increasingly haggard, Yan Fuguang felt anxious. He was relieved that she could figure it out today.
"It's not hard. If you and the children are fine, that's fine for me."
A gentle kiss fell on Lu Qing's forehead, and he said: "If there is any problem, don't bear it alone, there is me."
Lu Qing's nose felt sore and she hugged his arm tightly: "Yeah."
