Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine

"Dad taught me a lesson. I won't dare to do it again."

"Go down and apply the medicine." Fucheng waved his hand impatiently. When Xiao Shunzi limped down, he cursed again: "You son of a bitch always likes to make trouble for me!"

The morning light was dim, and the sky was still only slightly bright. The chirping of birds could be heard faintly.

Before Xiao Jirou opened her eyes, she smelled a burst of flower fragrance.

When she opened her eyes, she saw a bunch of flowers on the small table at the head of the bed. It was not a rare thing, but a bunch of gardenias, with fresh green leaves against the fresh petals, and dew on them, which made people happy for no reason.

Xiao Jirou had something else in her heart, that is, complexity, but there was a trace of joy from the bottom of her heart.

"Who cares if you give me this kind of wild flowers." She spat softly.

Qiong'er outside seemed to hear something inside and lifted the curtain to come in. She was also full of surprise when she saw the flower. She secretly glanced at Xiao Jirou and said, "The prince really has flowers. This is rare in the capital. I remember that there are only flowers on the back hill of the Huguo Temple on the outskirts of the city. It was not even dawn this day, but the prince picked it and gave it to the girl. He must have gone out at night."

"The dew hasn't dried yet!" Qiong'er walked closer to look at the flower and praised it again.

Xiao Jirou wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but it was not possible. It was really that Prince Qing didn't know how to restrain himself. Since he left that day, he came every day, but he didn't show up. He always liked to secretly put something next to her pillow in the middle of the night or early in the morning.

At first, they were all jewelry that women liked. After a few days, the style suddenly changed. Sometimes it was a small wooden man, sometimes a porcelain doll, and these two days it was changed to various flowers. They were all the kind of wild flowers on the roadside that were not rare, even inconspicuous, but it could be seen that he was getting more and more attentive.

Even when she and he were newly married, he had never been so attentive as he was now.

After serving her daughter to wash and dress, Qiong'er saw that she seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn't help but hesitate and said: "Miss, are you still angry with the prince?"

She looked at Qiong'er in the mirror and said nothing.

"I'm too talkative, and I'm also..."

"Okay, I know what you want to say, and I don't mean to blame you."

After that, the master and servant never talked about it again, but when Qiong'er went to find a vase and put the bunch of flowers in it, Xiao Jirou didn't say anything.

It was late at night, when the dew was heavy, and the window was suddenly opened from the outside.

A black figure turned in familiarly and came to the bed with ease. The room was very quiet, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. He turned his head and looked. Under the dim yellow light, a bunch of gardenias were quietly blooming on the table.

He smiled unconsciously, opened the curtain, and there was a person lying on the couch. Her hair was like a waterfall, her face was white, and she was sleeping soundly. He looked at her with almost greedy eyes, took something out of his arms, and quietly placed it on her pillow. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and leave, someone pulled his sleeve.

"Uh, you didn't sleep?"

Xiao Jirou sat up: "I slept, but you woke me up."

"Then you continue to sleep, I'll leave first." Although he said this, King Qing didn't move.

"If I don't go back with you, how long do you plan to do it?"

Hearing this, King Qing showed a bit of bitterness on his face. He smiled and said, "Until you are always willing to go back with me."

Just after Chen, the carriage of King Qing's mansion arrived at Xiao's house. Not only King Qing came, but also Yan Ge'er and Zhuzhu came.

In front of the two children, naturally no one deliberately mentioned those unhappy things. Moreover, recently, Prince Qing has been sending gifts to Liu Qixuan every day. Several masters of the Xiao family know about it to some extent. At this time, Prince Qing came to the door, which obviously meant that the couple had reconciled. Everyone laughed and talked.

Yan Ge'er and Zhu Zhu were also very happy. Yan Ge'er couldn't help but smile on his quiet and introverted face. Not to mention Zhu Zhu, who always followed her mother in and out. Although she didn't say anything, it was because she didn't say anything that made people feel distressed. Xiao Jirou felt even more reckless. She always felt that she was holding back her anger, but neglected her children.

After having dinner at the Xiao family, the family of four returned home together.

On the way, Xiao Jirou couldn't help but feel like she was getting married again.

She recalled the conversation she had with her mother before -

"I'm happy that you can figure it out. But you should also remember that you don't have to be afraid of being wronged, because you still have your father, mother and brothers."

"Mom, don't worry, your daughter won't be stupid again. I will live my life well and won't let my parents and brothers worry."

...

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking about a story that mom told me before, saying that dad also had a cousin..."

After hearing the story, King Qing looked embarrassed: "There won't be any cousins!"

Xiao Jirou smiled: "Who knows, anyway, I'll say hello to you in advance. If there is any cousin, I'll have someone pick her up and throw her out, don't regret it."

"That won't happen! I won't regret it either."

Chapter 212

After Liu Liangyi constantly adjusted the prescription and gave the emperor appropriate acupuncture, the emperor's body was much better than before.

Although he still couldn't get off the bed and walk, it was not as difficult as before to even turn over.

The emperor now lives a leisurely life, listening to some songs, watching some operas, playing with katydids, raising birds, etc., but the Ministry of Internal Affairs is in a mess.

Recently, the emperor likes to listen to storytelling again.

The actors kept in the palace are not wanted, and they are not good at telling stories, so they must be found from the market. These days, the sound of drums and three-stringed instruments can always be heard in the Qianqing Palace.

Li Dequan walked in from outside, and the emperor was playing with the fish in the blue and white porcelain basin on the kang table. The basin was made in the style of a rockery, and there were several palm-sized lotuses. Under the lotus leaves, there were two small koi swimming in the water.

At first glance, it looked like a painting, which was newly offered by the Ministry of Internal Affairs for the emperor to enjoy.

"Your Majesty, Lord Liu and his men are here again."

At this time, the blind storyteller was talking about the exciting part, this time talking about Wu Song beating Jiang Menshen while drunk. When Wu Song raised his fist as big as a bowl, the blind man slapped the sheepskin drum twice and knocked the board a few times. It was impossible to tell whether the emperor was listening or not, but he moved his eyes from the table to the blind man.

Li Dequan could only wait for this paragraph to be finished before repeating the words again.

"What are they doing here? Are you annoyed?" The emperor threw down the jade pole in his hand, and it fell on the table with a crisp sound.

Although the blind man was blind, his ears were very sensitive. He was frightened and knelt on the ground immediately, and dared not say anything more. It was not until Li Dequan saw that the emperor looked unhappy and winked at the eunuch next to him that the young eunuch went forward to tell him, and the storytelling sound rang again.

Li Dequan smiled bitterly. These old ministers certainly didn't mind being annoyed. Civil officials all liked fame, and their favorite thing to do was to oppose the emperor. Now that the new emperor finally gave them an opportunity, they now felt that it was a good time to be loyal and make suggestions, and to show their concern for the country and the people, so how could they give up easily?

The story starts with the fact that Emperor Jin'an has always been unwilling to have a large number of concubines. Although Emperor Jin'an has refused several times, some ministers in the court still do not give up.

Even the fact that the queen is pregnant and Emperor Jin'an rests in Kunning Palace every day has become a complaint for them to criticize. At first, they were earnest, and later they burst into tears. Unfortunately, Emperor Jin'an is very stubborn. You say yours, he does his. If the emperor does not agree, the ministers can't force women into the palace.

In this situation, some people can't help but think of the retired emperor who lives in the Qianqing Palace, so the old drama is staged again. Recently, the steps of the Qianqing Palace are almost trampled by people.

The retired emperor still ignores it with his previous attitude, but he can't stand these old ministers coming every day. In particular, there are a few old ministers who are not too high in official position, but are old and respected, and they are the most persistent.

They started crying as soon as they came. Some of these old men were older than the emperor, with white hair and beards. They cried so hard that their tears and snot were running. It was unbearable to watch.

In such a situation, the emperor would usually take the responsibility and say that he would scold the emperor. But he turned around and pretended to scold a few words. Emperor Jin An would not listen or not. These old ministers went back and waited, but there was no movement from the emperor. As a minister, you can't say that the emperor is shameless, so you can only come again.

Here he comes again.

"Go and tell them that I have been feeling uncomfortable these days and have gone to bed."

Li Dequan's mouth twitched, not knowing whether to respond or not. If he responded, he really didn't have the face to go out and say it, and the drums and boards inside could be heard outside. If he didn't respond, he didn't dare to respond.

But who is Li Dequan? He can serve the emperor for decades, so he is not a fool. Holding Fuchen out, he looked up and saw his apprentice Xiao Mengzi, so he waved to Xiao Mengzi to come over and threw the matter to him.

As for how Xiao Mengzi sent those old ministers away, I won't go into details. Turning around, Li Dequan came back. The emperor seemed a little angry and said to him: "Go and tell the emperor that I want to move the palace to the West Garden."

The emperor's move is not a trivial matter, especially since there are so many concubines in the palace of the emperor.

The West Garden was repaired earlier, but the emperor didn't mention it, so naturally no one dared to mention it. Half a year has passed, and others only thought that the emperor planned to live in the Qianqing Palace forever. Who would have thought that he would mention it at this time.

As a son, he naturally wanted to keep him, so after receiving the message, Emperor Jin An came soon.

After coming and saying a few words to keep him, the emperor didn't give face: "Do you think I don't know what you are up to? You are messing around in front, and you find things on my head. My dragon body is ill, and I can't rest even if I am sick!"