Bastard's Counterattack [Rebirth]

"Yes." Zhao Zeyong picked up the warm water from the smoker and handed it to Rong Youtang's mouth. The latter held the teapot by himself and swallowed loudly with his neck up, obviously extremely thirsty.

"Drink slowly." Zhao Zeyong took off the opponent's official hat, put it aside, took out a handkerchief from the dark cell, and carefully wiped his sweaty head.

There is an exquisite poke lamp in the corner of the carriage, and the dim yellow light flickers gently with the wheels swaying. The walls of the carriage are made of wooden clip iron, which is very strong, and the large cotton-bottomed seats are covered with thick felt, which is soft and warm.

"Huh~" Rong Youtang looked up, with the kettle on his lap, leaned back on the chair, let out a long breath, and finally stopped the rattling of teeth.

Zhao Zeyong took the teapot and put it back to its original place, put down the wet handkerchief, replaced it with a dry one, continued to wipe, and solemnly instructed: "You are doing this very wrongly, don't go home tonight, go back to the palace, and ask the doctor as soon as possible." diagnosis and treatment."

"Okay, Your Highness, please send someone to send a message to my father, so that the old man won't stay up late."

"Row!"

Zhao Zeyong took care of each other clumsily, and asked worriedly: "How do you feel about your health? Can you make it back to the palace?"

"I can still hold on." Rong Youtang closed his eyes tightly, allowing the other party to help wipe the sweat, tearing off his collar irritably, taking pleasure in bitterness, and said with a smile: "Fang Chan's medicine is not intended to poison the court order, but She wants to ruin your name and ruin your reputation, so she doesn't know how to use poison, at most she makes me look bad in public, and if I die in the Imperial Garden, they won't be able to please them."

"What's going on tonight?" Zhao Zeyong had a chance to ask at this time.

"Alas." Rong Youtang immediately sighed, telling the accident in a concise manner.At the end, he solemnly emphasized: "Your Highness, that Eunuch Cui Yusen has helped me a lot. I don't know what His Highness King Rui means. Please protect him, can you?"

"Of course." Zhao Zeyong nodded: "He is considered courageous, resourceful, and insightful, and he is worth keeping."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Rong Youtang turned his head happily.

"Thank you?" Zhao Zeyong hugged her into his arms and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Yiqi... I really can't figure out why she obeys Fang Chan's words? Why is there no such thing as a big girl? Brains? I really don’t know what her nuns in charge teach on weekdays!”

"Your Highness, calm down. I have explained clearly, and I believe she will be relieved soon." Rong Youtang leaned against King Qing, endured the discomfort, and persuaded softly: "Although the third princess is your younger sister, she is separated from her mother. In the palace, you can't control it."

"She acted recklessly, it's really humiliating—" Zhao Zeyong, who was furious, paused for a moment, and said sternly, "I've tried every means to have a secret affair with a foreigner, and once it gets out, don't want her boudoir reputation!"

"Fortunately, there is no danger. Tonight is a muddled account, and I can't settle it. If it gets worse, it will be bad for me and the third princess. Let's suffer from being dumb first, and try to find it elsewhere in the future." Rong Youtang said calmly.

"You will never suffer in vain!" Zhao Zeyong's face sank like water.

"Hey, by the way, where is Fang Chan?" Rong Youtang suddenly remembered.He was getting hotter and hotter, and he raised his sleeves to wipe away his sweat, pressing against King Qing's shoulder as if he was about to burn.

"The person was handed over to the imperial army, and the court lady committed a crime. Commander Cao should ask the concubine for instructions as usual. In all likelihood, Fang Chan will not see the light of tomorrow." Zhao Zeyong said with a blank face, "There is another name The little leader of the imperial army named Cai Ji will not end well either, if they hadn't played tricks, they wouldn't be able to make it through tonight."

"Who do you think is the mastermind behind the scenes?" Rong Youtang tried his best to distract himself.

"Times have changed, and the influence of the former queen no longer exists. Now the harem is in charge of Concubine Han. Her mother and son have painstakingly planned for nearly 30 years. It should be easy to win over several imperial troops, install a maid, and instigate the princess to do things. Just now When the banquet is over, you can understand it by looking at Brother Dahuang's eyes."

"The third princess is too gullible to trust others!" Rong Youtang shook his head and smiled wryly.

Zhao Zeyong frowned and sighed with a headache: "When Wang Zhaoyi was alive, his condition fluctuated from good to bad. After a few years, he followed the former empress. The third younger sister was handed over to Concubine Zhuang by the emperor. She was quiet and well-behaved since she was a child. Moment, it's very worry-free, I didn't expect to be so confused tonight!"

Wang Zhaoyi is crazy, and His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince will lose control when he is impulsive. I don't know the third princess...

That's it!

Who can meddle in royal business?

Rong Youtang hurriedly stopped thinking, and quickly guessed: "Maybe it's because of Fang Chan's eloquent tongue, that girl is cruel and merciless, and she hits very hard, she almost cut my throat! Here, Your Highness, help me, I feel a little hurt when I drink water. "As he spoke, he raised his face and motioned King Qing to look at his neck.

"What?!" Zhao Zeyong was taken aback, and immediately approached, carefully inspecting his injury with his thumb, and soothingly comforted him: "Fortunately, no tendons were injured, I will apply some ointment on you when I go back." After finishing speaking, he bowed his head , kissed the slightly reddened scar.

"Yeah." Rong Youtang closed his eyes and frowned.

"Uncomfortable?" Zhao Zeyong felt extremely distressed.

"I'm dying of heat." Rong Youtang's eyes were red with tears, and he was sultry and agitated by the strong medicine.

The wind and heavy snow were raging outside the car, and a group of guards with knives rode horses to surround them. Two coachmen wrapped in coir raincoats and felt hats rushed back home.

"The road is blocked by snow and it's difficult to walk. I can't wait for the doctor, so I will help you first." Zhao Zeyong said, kissing her gently.

Although the seat was soft and warm, it was in a carriage after all, it was very narrow, and there was no way to retreat. Rong Youtang, who was a little dizzy, was short of breath, and murmured: "Be careful and be heard."

"The wind is so loud, who can hear it? Even if they hear it, they won't bother them." Zhao Zeyong kept moving his hands.

Rong Youtang laughed inexplicably, and then, the laughter was blocked tightly...

Occasionally, suppressed gasps could be heard in the carriage, completely submerged in the icy cold wind.

at the same time

Imperial Palace Baohe Palace

"Very stupid girl!"

Concubine Han was furious, snorted, and said contemptuously: "She is like Wang Cuizhi, a mother and daughter, stupid, ridiculous, and foolhardy! I help pave the way, but she can't seize the opportunity. She deserves to be matched with a son-in-law."

"Mother and concubine, calm down." The eldest prince said with a dark face, gritted his teeth, "Rong Youtang escaped by chance this time, but he should not be complacent, he will fall into my hands sooner or later! There is also Zhan Tongguang, the left servant of the household department. Three win over, cunning and cunning, very difficult to deal with."

"Calm down, no one is perfect, horses stumble, winning or losing is a common thing, we must not be discouraged!" Concubine Han said that she was determined to win.

The eldest prince nodded solemnly, he looked at the details, stood up with his hands on his knees, and said: "It's getting late, my minister should leave the palace. The matter has come to this, don't just be angry, the most urgent thing is to deal with the aftermath, that girl can't stay, Cai Ji waits." discuss."

"Prince Qing is really abominable. He actually handed Fang Chan over to the commander of the imperial army! Cao Liqun cannot be wooed, and he has always been loyal. He will never hide it. His Majesty will doubt it. We must be cautious in the near future." Concubine Han frowned.

"That's natural." The eldest prince asked worriedly: "The night is long and the dream is full, when are you going to deal with Fang Chan?"

"Hmph." Concubine Han snorted coldly, extremely unhappy, waved her hand casually, and said indifferently: "A mere court lady, who not only serves the princess poorly, but also offends the prince, should be severely punished according to the law. There are many slaves in the palace who can't bear the blame Well, she must be no exception, she has probably been carried out of the palace on a cart by now."

The First Prince nodded: "That's good."

"You go back first, remember to enter the palace tomorrow morning to pay your respects, and don't give King Guangping a chance to make a fool of himself."

"Understood." The eldest prince resigned with great concern: "Mother and concubine, please rest in peace."

Concubine Han closed her eyes tiredly.

Baohe Palace has a dignified atmosphere, but Qixia Palace is very harmonious.

"Qi'er, sleep peacefully, it's all over." Concubine Zhuang sat in front of the couch, patiently comforting the third princess.

"It's strange that Yiqi is ignorant, and made my mother worry." Zhao Yiqi lifted the quilt and tried to sit up.

"Hey, lie down quickly! After drinking ginger soup and calming tea, don't move around, just sleep quietly and sweat all over." Concubine Zhuang gently urged.

"Yes." Zhao Yiqi washed up and lay clean and fresh under the warm blanket, as if running away in the wind and snow hand in hand with Rong Youtang was just a dream.

Concubine Zhuang didn't know the inside story, she frowned and sighed: "I think Xiao Chan is pretty smart and hardworking on weekdays, but I didn't expect her to be a fool in her bones. How could she leave the princess in the imperial garden and go back to the palace to get the cloak by herself? You know how to go to Zhaxing Building to avoid the wind and snow, otherwise you will not be frozen! A girl like Xiaochan is useless, I have already reported to the imperial concubine to send her away, and I will pick a clever one for you some other day."

"Thank you, ma'am, everything is up to your arrangement."

"Good boy, you've been frightened. Get a good night's sleep first, and then ask the imperial doctor for a pulse check tomorrow morning. Little girl, the cold is the most important thing to avoid, but you must not leave the root cause of the disease."

Zhao Yiqi was very moved, she wanted to cry, and choked up, "After my mother passed away, only you cared about me day and night. If Yiqi can't serve you filially in the future, it should be punished severely by thunder."

"What are you talking about? My son and daughter are already married. Your second elder sister has a husband's family. It is not appropriate to always go back to the palace. You are quiet and well-behaved by nature. Who doesn't love you? Stop thinking about it." His son had no intention of competing for the throne, and his daughter lived a happy life without any major worries, so he poured his love on the lonely three princesses and talked about it with great interest:

"Yiqi, you need to take care of yourself as soon as possible. The day before yesterday, I went to Baohe Palace to take a small seat, together with the imperial concubine, concubine Chen and concubine Hui, to choose a concubine for you. Hey, let alone a few young people, It's really good! But we have to investigate carefully and choose the best one."

"Ah?" Zhao Yiqi frowned suddenly, her lips were pale, but her cheeks were flushed, she pursed her lips and lowered her head, her pointed chin pressed against the quilt.

Concubine Zhuang just acted shyly as a girl, and continued: "The royal family is the most noble in the world, and the princess is no better than a private lady, so she can only be married at a lower level, so the selection of a son-in-law is based on her temperament. Anyway, in the end, you can see each other through the curtain, I might as well tell you, The more outstanding ones to be selected are the cousin of Marquis Dingbei, the eldest son of General Guanghe, and the second son of the Minister of the Ministry of War, and the three young men are evenly matched."

Now the third princess couldn't help jumping for joy when she heard the word "Servant". She pretended to be confused and asked curiously: "What servant?"

"It's not the servant, but his son! The servant of the Ministry of War is over 50 years old." Concubine Zhuang didn't think too much, and taught with a kind smile: "The servant of the sixth department is a third-rank official in the imperial court. His Majesty wants to use it highly, and he won't pick it. son in law."

Are there no exceptions?

Zhao Yiqi lowered her head and eyes, strongly disapproving, and said meekly on the surface: "Yes."

"Okay, you can rest. From now on, you are not allowed to visit the garden at night, and you can go when the weather is sunny and warm." Concubine Zhuang urged earnestly.

"I remember, please rest early."

"My lady, go slowly."

Zhao Yiqi was preoccupied, pondered for a long time, turned her head to look outside, gently reached into the bed, and quietly played with a jade pendant.

At this moment · Prince Qing's Mansion

After returning home, he asked for medical medicine immediately. After bathing, Rong Youtang was wearing pajamas and shorts, white clothes better than snow.

The tub was close by, filled with hot air. He was barefoot and still hot after drinking the medicine. He was frowning and was rummaging around, shaking and shaking the dirty clothes he had changed, muttering impatiently: "Where did it go?!"

"Knock knock~" two times, Zhao Zeyong then pushed the door open and stepped into the bathroom. ,What are you doing?"

"My jade pendant is gone!" Rong Youtang was so hot that he felt extremely uncomfortable. He rummaged for a long time to no avail, and couldn't control his temper, so he threw the dirty clothes back to the original place.

Zhao Zeyong raised his eyebrows: "Is it the sword and jade pendant?"

Rong Youtang nodded.

"Maybe it was left in the carriage, and I will ask someone to look for it later." Zhao Zeyong smiled and said, "Next time I will ask you to struggle and move around."

You are too rude, of course I—Rong Youtang tightened his face, and warned the other party to be "a gentleman" with his eyes.

"Is it still uncomfortable? You are flushed with heat." Zhao Zeyong asked with concern.

Rong Youtang was embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Zhao Zeyong suggested in a low voice: "How about...this king can help you again?"