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Then she remembered that there was another King Zhao, so she looked at Little Six hesitantly and asked, "King Zhao?"

Little Six nodded quickly, "Yes, it was the letter reported by King Zhao himself. The eldest lady ordered the servant to look after the house, but the servant had to send someone out to inquire, only to find out that Duke Kai of Longde came back to Tokyo just after the city gate opened today. After going home to unload his armor, he rode into Da Nei on horseback, did Alang expect the founding guild to come back early?"

Wei Huan buried his head back in the pillow, and murmured: "No wonder I didn't see her when I woke up early this morning." His brows were tightly locked in the pillow, and he smiled deeply, "Obviously it was expected, but when I heard it, why did I still see her?" Surprised!"

"Ah Lang scared the slaves to death."

She asked again: "Where is Zhaohua Pavilion?"

The little six shook his head, "There is no news from the imperial concubine, but Princess Kang Ning sent someone to inquire about it. Doctor Sun reported that she was safe afterwards. No, she even sent me a dime."

"I've made such a fuss, I'm afraid I'm going to scare my mother and elder sister quite a bit."

"Although His Majesty has been ignoring and ignoring all these years, it is the first time that such a heavy punishment has been encountered, and it frightens the servant." Little Six frowned and said that he felt pain, "This time, the servant finally I understand, Princess Chu, she really cares about A Lang, the slaves have served A Lang for so many years, and I have never seen any kind of person in the palace, this worry and love from the bottom of my heart cannot be pretended."

The little six stood aside and bowed to look at her, and asked back: "Ah Lang always said what the princess is up to, but what is A Lang up to?" Before the King of Chu could speak, the little six went on to say: "Ah Lang is cold when you are cold. Hot, take it, don't dare to hold it too tightly, but don't want to let go, so Alang probably doesn't want to part with it."

Xiaoliuzi has been by her side since he was a child. Princess Chu would always be with her master when she married into the palace, and he would follow behind to perform his duties. Bystanders can see these things more clearly and thoroughly.

Wei Huan propped himself up, trying to explain something, but only heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Little Six took a few steps back, bowed and said, "Your servant will leave first."

"Wait." Xiao Youqing called to stop him.

"What else do you want, ma'am?"

"Bring the desk to the prince's bed."

"Yes." Little Six went out and called a boy in, and together with him carried a desk to King Chu's bed without asking what Princess Chu was going to do.

"The slaves retire."

"What are you going to do?" Wei Huan didn't understand.

"My lord, lie down first, and this concubine will change your medicine." Xiao Youqing took the hot water from Xiqiu's hand, "Go down too, and stay at the door."

"Yes."

Xiao Youqing took two clean middle singles, "The prince's single clothes, do you untie them yourself or a concubine..."

"The king will come by himself."

The carriage was bumpy, and even though she was very careful, it was inevitable that she would bump into it when she was lifting it up and down. It's really hard to let go.

Wei Huan saw Xiao Youqing frowning tightly, and remembered what Xiaoliuzi said just now, before Xiao Youqing asked about the pain, "Sister, don't worry, the most painful time is over, I can just lie down for a few days and it will heal. Hurry up."

Xiao Youqing leaned down, wrung out the silk towel in the hot water, almost holding her breath, and wiped the wound carefully, gently for fear that she might hurt her accidentally, and finally applied the painkiller medicine externally.

Seeing the beads of sweat on King Chu's forehead, his face as white as snow, and his lips as pale as blood, he could guess how painful it was, "There is still some time left before the ionization."

Wei Huan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned his head to look at the peach wood board placed horizontally on the table, "So sister wants me to write a pair of peach charms?"

"Yes, the concubine has asked Qi Neishi about it. In the year of the Prince of Chu's mansion, people will let go of people and go home for reunion, but the prince himself never fails."

"Without a will, I can't stay by Mother's side. What's the point of being alone?"

"My lord's definition was given by myself, so I ignored those who cared about you." Xiao Youqing poured some water into the inkstone and began to grind ink.

"People who care about me, but what can I repay?" Wei Huan blinked, then looked straight at her.

"They don't ask for anything in return." She handed the pen to King Chu.

Wei Huan took the pen and propped it up with difficulty with the other hand, "You can buy a lot of them in the Taofu market in December. I am like this now, and my sister will really make things difficult for me."

Xiao Youqing stepped forward and carefully helped her up, "The prince himself said that the prince is the master of the Chu palace, and he always wants to win a lottery on the New Year's Eve." She suddenly lowered her head and stared, "This is also a concubine, married into the palace to accompany the prince first year."

Wei Huan didn't look up at her, but smiled from the bottom of his heart, dipped his ink and asked, "What are you writing?"

"By the lord."

Without even thinking about it, she joked, "Shen Tu on the left, Yu Lei on the right?"

Xiao Youqing raised her brows, "That concubine might as well go to Taofu Market to buy a pair."

"Didn't my sister say that I can write it?" Wei Huan smiled heartily and wrote the horizontal comment first.

The horizontal batch fixed the text, saying, "Follow the sky." After finishing writing, he picked up the pen and concentrated for a long time, and suddenly said brightly: "Oh, I thought of it."

"New Year Na Yuqing, the peach charm written by the emperor of Houshu in front of his palace. When I was in Chengdu, Sichuan, I saw brocade and bamboo New Year pictures the most. The bustle and bustle of Xishu can be compared with that of Tokyo." I just wrote On the right side, she handed over the pen, "Jiajie is Changchun, let my sister finish this sentence."

Xiao Youqing was stunned for a long time, and refused to take the pen for a long time, focusing on the ink characters on the peach wood, "It turns out that the prince wrote it on the stele of Wei, but the concubine's handwriting seems to be out of class."

"Even though they are similar, they are different, so there is no distinction between high and low. I do not rely on interest in writing and drawing." She stuffed the pen into Xiao Youqing's hand, "How can you say that you are also the mistress of Chu Palace, and the other half should be yours. Come and write." She moved her body to make room.

Xiao Youqing held the Zhengzhu pen, and wrote the other half of the Tao Fu, Wei Huan said again: "The mountains and rivers in the middle of Sichuan are also something that Tokyo City cannot have. If there is a chance, I will take my sister to see it, okay?"

The inadvertent words made the hand of the person holding the pen tremble slightly, as if the heart trembled, and the original excellent handwriting was wrinkled. When Wei Huan saw this, he smiled and said: "Did no one tell Princess Chu, Do you need to concentrate when writing?"

Xiao Youqing frowned lightly, "It seems that I have to rewrite a pair of peach charms..."

"That's not necessary!" She moved her body and got behind Xiao Youqing, then knelt up straight, bowed and wrapped her in her arms, covered the hand holding the pen, and just clasped it while writing the remaining few words. This word, and whispered in her ear: "Sister's words, the skill is higher than mine, it's just my sister's heart, not here."

The sudden move and touch of King Chu shocked Xiao Youqing's originally calm heart. She raised her head in shock and looked at King Chu's focused profile.

"My sister's hands are still so cold. What about the stove from last time? Is my sister useless?" Xiao Youqing was born in a noble family, and now she is the princess of Chu. How can she lack a hand stove, "I brought that stove back from Sichuan. I carved it with my own hands, no one else has."

She grabbed Xiao Youqing's hand and put down the pen, turned her head and blinked, "Why is sister looking at me like this?"

"Sister, don't you think that I stuffed the stove casually and threw it away after using it?"

Xiao Youqing just shook his head lightly, Wei Huan got up and said, "Six!"

Little Six pushed the door open and entered, "Ah Lang, the servant is here."

"Go and nail this peach charm."

The little six looked at half of the Wei stele and half of the willow bone, and said with a smile: "As expected of Alang and the eldest lady, even the ones written by everyone in the Taofu market are not so neat and beautiful."

She grabbed the folding fan on the table and threw it at Xiao Liuzi, "Go, go, go do your work!"

"Hey, Ah Lang's fan?" Xiao Liuzi hugged the peach wood board and looked down at the special fan in his arms.

"Reward you!"

While the master and servant were joking, they vaguely saw that Princess Chu was also smiling, and the little six put the fan on his waist, "Then this fan can be taken away by the slave and servant, and Alang, don't ask me for it when the time comes."

Rewarded a fan, and asked several times, Xiao Youqing saw the clue, interjected: "Is there anything special about this fan?"

Little Six glanced at his master, and immediately said to Xiao Youqing: "Ah Lang's fan is a gift from an old friend, he likes it very much, and he never leaves him."

"Old man?"

"It's better to say it's an old man than an old friend. The old man would never cry, but now he likes to see the newcomer smile. Alang finally has all the hardships."

"Recently, you've been selling me very frequently, and you returned the fan to me."

"Hey, how can a gentleman not keep his promise? How can there be a reason to return the gift that Alang sent out? If the servant does not give it, the servant will leave."

"I'm used to pampering him on weekdays."

"How does the prince know if the old man will cry, and how can he know that the new man is really smiling?"

Wei Huan was stunned, then smiled tremblingly, "What old man and new man..."

"My lord sometimes likes to pretend to be confused. I don't know if it's because I'm used to it or on purpose. My lord doesn't want to explain, so it's probably intentional for me to be my lord."

She wanted to argue for herself, but Xiao Youqing asked again: "Does the lord still remember the night of the court meeting?" After finishing speaking, Xiao Youqing unconsciously stroked her face.

"That's the day my king gave you a stove."

Xiao Youqing was dissatisfied with the correction, with a slightly cold tone, "Night!"

Wei Huan was stunned.

"My lord said that the crown prince is the crown prince right now, so he will definitely become the crown prince in the future..."

"This..."

"The prince also said that the prince is now a prince, and in the future, maybe it will be."

"shut up!"

Xiao Youqing raised his head, "This is what the prince himself said, did the prince forget?"

"So you have this delusion, you want to go when I don't let you go, but now I let you go, and you refuse to go."

"Why does the concubine want to leave? Is it really the concubine's delusion?"

Xiao Youqing wanted to leave because he wanted the Chu Palace to return to tranquility, but now he didn't want to leave because the Chu Palace could not escape the filth, and the Chu King was isolated and helpless without the Xiao family.

"I don't need to say anything. What I said earlier was nothing but angry words. There are dozens of people in the palace of the Chu King, no matter how big or small, and it affects the whole body. I can't harm these irrelevant people because of my own choice."

At least if she has not participated in the party and government, the new emperor succeeds, the country still needs to operate, the wise emperor will not easily move those ministers, "You can say that I am a woman's benevolence, in short, I have made up my mind."

What can't be deceived is the fear that flashed in her eyes. After all, Xiao Youqing is not her, so she can't put herself in her shoes and think about it from her perspective. Maybe it's the emperor's father's indifference and the two brothers' cruelty that make her see no hope.

Suddenly, there was a sound of firecrackers going up to the sky outside the window.

"The time is right!"

Xiao Youqing took a deep breath, let go of everything, and said calmly: "It's the new year, I wish the prince a happy life and a healthy life."

She got up from the couch again, looking for her boots, "Forget about longevity, the longer you live, the more you see, the more thorough, it may not be a good thing." She smiled again, "It's just like a short life They're all kings."

"That doesn't seem to be right. It's the other way around. It's the emperor's fate. Since you want me to live a long life, where do you push me?"

"Fate is determined by God." Xiao Youqing helped her up, and put a fox fur on her shoulders.

Wei Huan shook his head, "That's wrong, fate is never determined by God, but by man. Sister's remarks like this, but do you believe in Buddhism?"

Xiao Youqing nodded, "At first, my concubine didn't believe it, but my mother believed it. After my mother passed away, my concubine began to believe it."

Xiao Youqing helped her out to the courtyard, the sky above the Tokyo city was shrouded in the light of fireworks, in the small courtyard lit by thousands of houses, the people sat around the fire, there were many gorgeously dressed men hugging boys in new clothes, tied The children in the main corner also stopped chasing and fighting and raised their heads one after another. Their eyes were full of starlight, and under the radiant light, there was peace.

In the midst of fireworks and firecrackers, the King of Chu could only be heard muttering to himself, "If the former prince's policy can be adopted, the Great Song Dynasty will be a thousand times more prosperous than it is now!"

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After setting up the King of Chu, Xiao Youqing went back to the dormitory to search while sitting around the stove to enjoy the fireworks.

"What is the girl looking for?"

"Have you seen the hand stove I brought back on the day of the Great Court Meeting? The red one..."

"Isn't that hand stove girl disgusted and ugly?"

Xiao Youqing frowned, "I thought it was just a stove that she stuffed in."

Xichun pursed her lips and nodded, "It turned out to be a gift from my aunt. The velvet wrapping outside the hand stove is a bit ordinary. The girl threw it to the slave, and the slave took it apart to look. It was a red copper stove, and the carvings were not the style of the palace. , although it is rough, but the writing on it is very beautiful."

"By the way, I gave it to you." Xiao Youqing got up and looked at Xichun, worried: "You didn't throw it away, did you?"

"How can it be, girl, don't worry, the stove is still there."

Xichun went to the storeroom to find the washed hand stove hidden in the cabinet, and presented it to Xiao Youqing with both hands, "Such a good stove, I wonder why the girl is willing to throw it in the storeroom to eat ashes."

Xiao Youqing held the copper furnace with both hands, and saw seven extremely neat characters engraved on the bottom of the furnace with a Wei stele, "Weakness, decline, Hu Bugui."