Reborn imperial concubine

When the carved window railing on the west side of the school was slanted by sunlight, casting a long shadow on Gu Sheng's desk, the teacher announced that school was over as usual.

The first day of Gu Sheng's life as a companion came to an end. Apart from losing face once when he misread a word, there were no other twists and turns. That little guy is not difficult to take care of.

His Royal Highness Nine spent most of the time eating jujube cakes. After eating, he just stared at the new things and unfamiliar faces around him, imitating other people's actions from time to time, but he was always very quiet.

Probably not yet at the naughty age.

Before the book boy came in, Gu Sheng took out his handkerchief, wiped His Highness Ninth Prince's face, and wiped away the cake residue from his mouth, so as not to be discovered by the maid in charge of the palace.

According to the eight princesses, after weaning, the children in the palace can only eat [-]% full for each meal, and they are [-]% full when they are adults.

The imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital also gave a detailed recipe for health preservation. Even the amount of meat the little emperor can eat a day can be found in the recipe. Except for the meal time, the maids and mothers will try to let the children eat snacks as little as possible .

Therefore, even though His Royal Highness Ninth Prince's milk fat has not faded, in fact, his stomach is still empty.

But it is against the rules to feed in private. This Gu Sheng understands that, otherwise, the eighth princess would not secretly stuff the package for her, so before going out, Gu Sheng stuffed the oiled paper wrapping the pastry into the innermost part of the school bag and hid it away. , followed behind His Royal Highness Jiu, walked out with his head down.

The guards and maids in the courtyard had long been waiting in full force, and when they saw His Highness the Ninth Prince going out, they quickly moved out of the way.

Gu Sheng watched the little scumbag running up to the legs of a court lady, spread out his two little arms, and skillfully raised his head to hug him.

The maid bent down, but she didn't pick up the little scum, she just said respectfully: "Your highness, do you remember what the concubine You told me? You are not allowed to be hugged by slaves in the school. When you leave the Imperial Prison, we will get into the carriage." Yes, Your Highness is good."

The little scum hung down a pair of "little wings" in frustration, and obediently followed the book boy leading the way.

As the companion of His Highness the Ninth Prince, Gu Sheng had a special carriage from the palace to pick him up, so he had to go out with His Highness the Ninth Prince among a group of court ladies.

Just when His Majesty Ninth Prince's "nurse corps" arrived at the gate of the Second Entry Court of the Imperial College, Jiang Han just walked to the gate at a leisurely pace. Behind her were only three or five book boys, and her aura was more than a bit worse than that of a scumbag.

Although separated by a group of people, Gu Sheng has always been sensitive to Jiang Han's figure, and his little face turned red when he was far away.

When Jiang Han heard footsteps behind her, she turned her head and saw a pair of delicate phoenix eyes immediately smiled. She cleared her throat and called out in a warm voice, "Ah Jiu, come here."

As soon as the words fell, I saw a group of small figures in the crowd, shot out like arrows full of bows, hit Jiang Han's leg with a plop, raised his small arm to hug her right leg, and squatted like a koala. On Jiang Han's feet, he said eagerly: "Hug! Sister! Second Sister! Hug Gu!"

Gu Sheng: "..." Can walking a few steps exhaust you to death, you little scum?

Jiang Han was staggered a step by the little guy, looked down at the shameless little meat ball, the smile on his face was almost sweet, bent down and picked up His Highness Ninth Prince without saying a word, and pulled him into his arms, He even kissed the little scum on the cheek affectionately.

Before Gu Sheng had time to get jealous, he saw the little scum also approaching Jiang Han's cheek, and kissed him hard, the saliva was still drooling...

Jiang Han has always been reserved and serious outside. Gu Sheng thought she would be displeased by being kissed by a scumbag like this, but unexpectedly, Jiang Han was full of energy, as if a hundred flowers were blooming all over him, shaking the Ninth Prince in his arms. He smiled and said, "What did Ah Jiu learn today?"

The little scum opened his mouth slightly, remembering for a moment, then narrowed his pupils, curled the corners of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, obviously imitating the posture of Mr. Guwen teaching today.

The movements, demeanor and small eyes are so vividly learned!

Seeing this, Gu Sheng inadvertently let out a laugh, quickly covered his mouth, and then heard Jiang Han bursting out into hearty laughter.

The laughter infected the ladies in the palace with smiles and squinted their eyes. Gu Sheng raised his head to look at Jiang Han, and saw her raise her index finger and tap the tip of His Highness Ninth Highness's little nose, tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

This scene warmed Gu Sheng's heart.

It turned out that His Highness the Second Highness once loved His Highness the Ninth Highness so much. What kind of hatred caused these two princes to go to that terrible future?

Gu Sheng lowered his head and thought to himself: "If Jiang Han is destined to be defeated by Jiang Chenyue, I must find out the hidden dangers that will cause the two to break up in advance, and prevent them before they happen."

Just when she was smug, Jiang Han's light and unrestrained voice came again - "You didn't go to school to imitate your teacher. Have you learned any ancient poems or words?"

His Highness Jiu blinked, excitedly said: "Evil is not...Jun!"

Gu Sheng: "!!!"

Jiang Han narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, tilted his ears and asked in doubt, "...what?"

After listening to the little scum repeating "Evil is not handsome" three times, Jiang Han, who was confused, had a flash of light in his mind, and lowered his voice awkwardly: "Does Ah Jiu mean that being evil is not good?"

His Highness Jiu raised his eyebrows, nodded his head straight, the hair on the top of his head trembled with excitement, and leaned into Jiang Han's ear mysteriously, and taught, "This character used to read Jun!"

"..."

Jiang Han frowned and pondered for a long time, finally couldn't hold back the breath, turned his head and told the attendants beside him, "Go and find out who is the teacher who is on duty in the preparatory school today."

Gu Sheng swallowed tears, and begged in his heart: "For the sake of our relationship for so many years, don't get too deep into Jiang Han! It's none of Mr.'s business! It's me, it's me, it's me!"

Gu Sheng returned to the mansion with eyes full of tears, thinking that he would never be caught by the little scum again, so he threw himself into Master Gu's study and studied hard until dinner time.

**

As the sun set, the servants lit up the large and small feng shui lanterns in the palace. From a distance, the entire Forbidden City looked like a galaxy of bright stars scattered all over the place.

In Jingyang Palace, His Highness the Second Highness was wearing a moon-white slanted-breasted casual dress trimmed with emerald green silk, sitting on the grand teacher's chair at the top of the wing, holding a bone china tea saucer, sipping with lowered eyebrows and downcast eyes.

The kneeling man's head was on the ground, his fat belly rested on his thighs, and he was curled up like a shrimp.

"Get up." Jiang Han put the teacup on the coffee table beside him, and said in a deep voice, "Return all the money, and send a letter to Mr. Chen, Fusi of Beizhen, to explain the matter clearly."

The man kneeling on the ground raised his sleeves and wiped the snot and tears off his face, but he didn't thank En to get up immediately, but raised his head to look at the Second Highness in fear, then lowered his head, hesitating as if he had something to say.

Jiang Han raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "Can't bear to return the money?"

The man hastily kowtowed again, and said in a hurry: "I don't dare! Just follow His Highness's orders! It's just...just..."

"Say." Jiang Han frowned slightly.

At this moment, the beaded curtain of the wing room was raised, and a burst of crisp laughter came into the room. As soon as the laughter fell, a frivolous female voice said: "It's just that the silver has been exchanged by Bengong for some money." The head is spent."

Hearing the sound, Jiang Han hurriedly stood up, stepped forward and respectfully said: "The emperor respectfully asks Concubine Zhuang to be safe."

The woman swayed in a bright red eight-panel skirt, with a pair of phoenix eyes resembling Jiang Han slanted over, stretched out her arms and handed Jiang Han the hand.

Jiang Han quickly stepped forward to support her, and helped her mother and concubine to sit on the Taishi chair.

Concubine Zhuang raised her lips and patted Jiang Han's hand lovingly, then lowered her head and said to the man on the ground, "Go down."

Jiang Han frowned when he heard the words, and looked sideways. The man also looked at her in fear, not daring to move.

After a moment of stalemate, Jiang Han felt that his concubine's eyes were looking at him, seeming displeased, so he nodded slightly at the man, indicating to let him go, and the man quickly thanked him and left.

Concubine Zhuang snorted, leaving only her confidant Madam Liu at the side, and turned away all the maids. Immediately, the smile on her face faded, and she said coldly: "The Second Highness has grown up now, and there is nothing in her eyes anymore. I'm a bitch now."

Jiang Han took two steps back, bowed and replied, "The emperor dare not."

"Really?" Concubine Zhuang's tone was drawn out, and the anger in her eyes was already evident, but she still said softly to Jiang Han, "You raise your head."

Jiang Han raised his head obediently, and saw Concubine Zhuang caressing a pair of delicate buns on her hair with one hand, and said with a half-smile: "This hairstyle is the same as the one on Concubine Shu's head on the day of offering sacrifices to the Temple of Heaven. .”

Jiang Han instinctively flattered: "The mother concubine wears it even more stunning!"

Concubine Zhuang pursed her lips into a smile, and then she said: "But her pair was given by the eldest prince."

Jiang Han's heart skipped a beat, he lowered his head, frowned and thought, "Here we go again..."

Concubine Zhuang sighed strangely, and formally complained: "They are all concubines who have fallen out of favor. I have always been curious, how could Concubine Shu have such a style? I thought about it for a long time, and then I figured it out. He gave birth to a prince who can be relied on, how can it be like this palace..."

Jiang Han slowly closed his eyes, had no choice but to kneel down on one knee, and confessed: "The emperor is incompetent."

"Who says you are incompetent!" Concubine Zhuang suddenly raised her voice, and slapped the tea table with her palm, causing the tea to overflow, and scolded: "You are not using your rights well!"

When Jiang Han saw that his mother and concubine made things clear, he hesitated for a moment, then put his back on his back, and boldly retorted: "If you want the emperor to learn the ability to form cliques for personal gain and accept bribes, the emperor would rather be a pauper for the rest of his life!"