Mingyue is ruthless

Si Yuanlan stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were clear and cold, he glanced at Gu Mohuai in front of him, and nodded: "You are no longer a servant of the palace, so there is no need to be polite. Get up."

"……Yes."

Gu Mohuai got up, still bowed his head and stood respectfully.

Si Yuan Lanping retreated from the attendant, and said straight to the point: "Do you know what I'm doing?"

"Master Hui, slave... I don't know."

"The Eldest Young Master has been named the King of Guangling, you should know it."

"……Yes."

Si Yuanlan sneered.

Lu Mengping was a concubine in the mansion, and he was not favored. He grew up in the barracks when he was young, and fought with the old prince on the battlefield before he was a weak crown.He has an upright temperament and is quite popular in the army. In addition, he has the military power in his hands. The emperor does not show it on the surface, but in fact he has been jealous for a long time.

The conferment this time was more like the release of Quan Jianling, forcing him to be an idle prince.

As a husband, he was born and died outside, and he was respectful and filial inside, but he couldn't get a little trust and love. Now the king is not the king, the father is not the father, it is really a great happy event,

Thinking of this, Si Yuanlan's complexion became more gloomy, and his tone was not kind, he said: "Eldest son and I have not left Beijing yet, the little prince fell ill at home, do you know how outsiders gossip?"

"Ill?"

Gu Mohuai raised his head suddenly and said in surprise, "He's sick?!"

Si Yuanlan frowned slightly, but she didn't attack, she just let out an "um".

Anxiety grew all over his body, Gu Mohuai opened his mouth, only to feel like a cockroach in his throat, he knew he was rude, but at the moment he had no time to take care of it—"Lu Zhongshu fell ill" became the fishbone, forcing him to open his mouth.

"Dare to ask, my lord..." He boldly asked: "Dare to ask... what disease does the young prince suffer from, and how is his disease and his condition?"

"How do I know." Si Yuanlan said: "The doctor's way is heart disease..." He smiled and looked at Gu Mohuai meaningfully, his eyes darkened: "Heart disease requires heart medicine, I just ask him to hurry up Let's look for the prescription, so that no gossip ghosts will speculate that the eldest son poisoned his brother and make him suffer for nothing."

Huaping didn't know when he was guarding behind him, and when he saw that he had finished speaking, he stepped forward and said: "Master, Xiao Han in the mountains, the prince is waiting for you at the back."

"Let him wait." Si Yuanlan said coldly: "Huaping, which family servant are you? Have you forgotten your last name?"

"The servants serve the young master, so they are naturally the servants of the young master's family." Huaping said with a smile without fear, "it's just that the prince waits for you. It's really cold here, why should the young master make it difficult for him."

Si Yuanlan snorted softly, looked back, and saw a person standing in the distance, half of his body was blocked behind a tree, and he was looking at him with his head. When he met his eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, and then showed a gentle smile .

He didn't answer, but turned his eyes away again, looking at the person in front of him.

Gu Mohuai was immersed in worry, and it wasn't until Si Yuanlan called him for the third time that he came back to his senses.

"That's all I said, you go back."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and asked the servant to help him into the carriage.

Gu Mohuai saw him disappear behind the curtain, saw the groom yell softly, leading the horse to turn around, and suddenly said urgently: "Young master, young master!"

The carriage stopped slowly, and Si Yuanlan asked him through the curtain, his voice was cold: "What's the matter?"

Snow and graupel fluttered in the mountains, and was blown by the wind. It was dense and urgent, and it was afraid that it would turn into heavy snow in a short time.

Gu Mohuai looked up at the fine snow in the sky, took a light breath, solemnly knelt down in front of the car, and bowed deeply to Che Yu.

The people in the car accepted it quietly without saying a word.

After a salute, he said in a hoarse voice: "In the past, the slave made a big mistake for his own selfish desires. I ask you to come down and punish the slave."

"No need."

Si Yuanlan said indifferently: "The pain and ailment will not disappear just because of your confession, and if there are no exceptions, you and I will never see each other again in the future. If this is the case, don't pursue it."

After finishing speaking, he saw the groom holding the rein again and shouting loudly.

As expected, the snow sleet turned into rapid snow, and there was no one around, except for the horseshoes, which were hidden in the fresh snow.

☆, slave

The New Year's Eve is approaching, and the streets are also crowded with people. Gu Mohuai raised half of the car curtain and looked out, only to see pedestrians jostling each other, blocking the road ahead.

It was the first time for him to see such a lively scene, but he had no intention of experiencing it, only full of worry.

The curtain of the car was lifted suddenly, and the coachman outside leaned in half of his body—it was Sanxi, still smiling, and said: "I've already got someone to open the way, but can you wait?"

After Si Yuanlan left, Gu Mohuai couldn't sleep well for three days in a row. In the end, he couldn't calm down. He packed up his burden, bid farewell to the villagers, and hurried down the mountain.

He was worried at first, because his status was low, even if he entered the capital, the palace might not allow him to enter, but the clinker met Sanxi at the foot of the mountain—it was Si Yuanlan who asked him to wait here when he left the capital. with.

Thinking of this, Gu Mohuai felt mixed feelings, and said carefully: "Sanxi, the one in the west chamber... Is the jade/body still safe?"

"Which one is in the West Chamber? You don't know, that one is now the Princess of Guangling." Sanxi leaned towards him, and said in a low voice: "...the root cause of the disease fell back then, and although the soup and medicine continued in recent years, there has been no improvement. , the Eldest Young Master brought three medical officials to the south this time, and the reason is that the climate in Guangling is moist, which is just right for the concubine to take care of her health."

Gu Mohuai nodded, feeling heavy in his heart - he could never let go of the fact that Si Yuanlan, who was completely innocent, was harmed by a mistake at the beginning.

Sanxi saw that his face was not hesitant, and knew that he was thinking about the past, so she turned around and said, "Hey, Ah Ning, why do you only ask Princess Guangling and not the other one?"

"..." Gu Mohuai became more and more disturbed, and said, "What's wrong with that one?"

"Well... are you listening to the truth or lies?"

"Sanxi..." He forced a smile, "Don't play tricks on me."

"Okay, let me tell you." Sanxi said seriously: "The little prince got a high fever the night he returned to the mansion, and it lasted for three days, and occasionally he vomited blood."

The blood on Gu Mohuai's face faded immediately, and his voice was trembling: "vomit, vomit blood?!"

Sanxi hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Imperial Physician Cheng prescribed the prescription, and now he is cured, but he is sick all day long, lacking energy, coughing and wheezing... Imperial physicians say that heart disease is difficult to cure, only..."

He looked at Gu Mohuai, the meaning was self-evident.

"Second steward." A person outside the car said: "Pedestrians have been evacuated, please give orders to the second steward."

"Ah, let's go." Sanxi responded, put down the curtain and stepped back.

The conversation came to an abrupt end, and the carriage drove slowly again. Gu Mohuai lightly leaned against the wall, closing his eyes and sighing.

Since they came out of the mountain, they have been rushing all the way for several days without stopping, and finally entered Beijing in the early morning of the eighth day.

The car stopped slowly at the bottom of the steps, Sanxi jumped down, and respectfully said to the gate: "Little prince."

Gu Mohuai's throat tightened, and through the curtain of the car, there was a feeling of being close to home and timid.

The footsteps were approaching, and the sound was on his heart. Before he could move, he saw the curtain move slightly, and then it was pulled away by a pair of big hands with well-defined joints.

Lu Zhongshu was standing in front of the car and said in disbelief: "A Ning, you, you really came..."

What Si Yuanlan said is true, he is now a lot thinner than before, his eyes are dark and dark, and his face is still a little sick. If you don't look at those shining eyes, you really look like you have not been ill for a long time. Healed.

Gu Mohuai—or Chu Yuning—blinked, looked away uncomfortably, and said sullenly: "You block here, how can I get down."

Lu Zhongshu came back to his senses, laughed dryly, and stretched out his hand to him, "I... why don't I hold you down—"

"No need." Chu Yuning interrupted hastily, feeling a little domineering again, and explained: "The little prince is sick, so it's better not to be brave."

"I'm fine..."

Chu Yuning was too lazy to listen to him, so she stretched out her hand to push him away, and got out of the car.

After several years of separation, Prince Mu's Mansion has not changed at all, and I don't know what method Lu Zhongshu used to send the old prince away. Chu Yuning followed him, and even the servants had never seen a few of them along the way.

He didn't say a word, until he came to the East Chamber, the smell of the medicine in his nose suddenly became stronger, which made him stunned for a moment, hesitantly said: "How are you...how are you?"

"It's all over." Afraid that he would be worried, Lu Zhongshu hurriedly said: "This smell seems strong, but it's actually just a prescription for avoiding the cold prescribed by the imperial physician. Do you remember the imperial physician Cheng? It's better to control your age than Chang Shi It’s not too bad, a little sickness and pain, insisting that he call it an incurable disease is nothing more than alarmist talk.”

As he spoke, he led Chu Yuning into the inner room. The servants were quite winking, and they all retreated to the front of the room. Chu Yuning was behind him. Before he could raise his head to take a look at the furnishings in the room, he suddenly heard a childish voice from inside. , timidly said: "Father...?"

As if struck by lightning, he immediately froze in place.

☆, practice heart

Four years ago, when Lu Zhongshu hadn't found the mountain yet, Chu Yuning didn't know that Jinu was still there, and suddenly lost his youngest son, he was in a daze all day long, like a walking corpse, every round of sunset and sunrise, it was another torture for him, the past The old things were noisy and noisy, and piles of piles came to my mind, as if they were mocking him, all of this was retribution, it was the retribution he deserved for going astray when he was obsessed with ghosts.

The word "alive" has become a huge rock, weighing on him so much that he can't breathe.

But at this time, when he finally decided to end up on his own, a villager who had cared for him a lot knocked on the door of his courtyard with his newborn baby in his arms.

The child was carved in pink and jade, his eyes were big and lively, and his small mouth was always open. When he saw him, he even giggled aloud, which made him think of Ji Nu immediately.

That child is Zhaodi.

Sometimes it's ridiculous to think about it, he was mean and shameless in the first half of his life, but in the end he changed his name and changed his surname, but his mind is still dirty - even the kindness towards mere childish children is also based on the debt to the dead son; in front of him is Zhaodi, But there is only Ji Nu's figure in his eyes.

Chu Yuning is not without self-knowledge, and she is also afraid that if she behaves too much, people will feel strange, so she has to be careful all the time, and restrain her abnormal love. Clothes and toys are given out together.

Only at this time can he openly steal some warmth from Zhaodi.

That is the warmth that only exists in fantasy and can never come true.

His enslaved slave grew up safely in his heart like this, learned to "daddy", combed his hair, and will grow into a taller appearance in the future.

He thought that he would have to rely on illusions in his life, but he never thought that there would be a time when he would meet again.

Chu Yuning's eyes were blurred, and she blinked hard a few times before she could barely see the small figure clearly.

He is a living slave who can jump and jump and call his father.

He didn't comb his hair, but hung it in a bun behind his head, and a neatly trimmed bang on his forehead made him look cute and pitiful.She was a little taller than Zhaodi, her eyes were big and round, shiny black, but her face was not as round as Zhaodi's, and her chin was sharp, which made Chu Yuning startled.

Could it be that Jinu is having a bad time in the palace?

But he didn't know that Jinu inherited his appearance, he was born like this, and with Lu Zhongshu around, it was even more impossible for him to be wronged in the palace.

Lu Zhongshu reacted when Jinu opened his mouth, and pulled Jinu over with one hand, pushed him to Chu Yuning, and said with a smile: "Chuan'er, who do you think this is?"

Tears welled up in Chu Yuning's eyes, her lips parted and closed, repeated many times, before she managed to utter a vague "slave", he squatted down, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and wanted to embrace him middle.

When the clinker was about to touch his sleeve, the accident happened suddenly.

Jinu took a step back, barely dodging it, with a little fear gradually appearing on his face.

It was so obvious, even after a curtain of tears, it still burned into the eyes accurately.

Chu Yuning stared at him blankly, with both hands hanging in the air, neither releasing nor releasing them, for a moment, he felt a layer of bewilderment.

He opened his mouth, his voice was soft and hoarse, like a cuckoo after crying blood: "... a slave?"

Ji Nu clenched Lu Zhongshu's clothes tightly with both hands, and felt that the man in front of him was very strange. He looked up at his father, but he couldn't get any instructions, so he could only speak politely: "Sir, don't cry, my name is Lu Huanchuan." , not a slave, sir, if you don’t mind, you can call me Chuan’er.”

Those words were like cold water pouring down on her head, Chu Yuning still squatted down, but her whole body became completely cold in an instant.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Lu Zhongshu hurriedly knelt down, coaxing softly, "Didn't you ask for daddy? Now that daddy is back, why don't you recognize him?"

Ji Nu looked between the two of them for a while, and whispered: "He is not..."

"Why not, you silly boy." Lu Zhongshu said, "Call Daddy quickly."

He was full of joy that Chu Yuning had really found the mansion, and he could still see the details. Chu Yuning was facing Jinu, but he could see clearly with those eyes.

The eyes looking at him are completely unfamiliar, so how can there be any attachment?

It turns out that blood is thicker than water, and it can't match the treacherous fate.

On the other side, Lu Zhongshu still refused to give up, but Jinu was stubborn, he felt that the person in front of him was far away from his father, so naturally he refused to admit it, and even though his father's lips were worn out, he just shook his head and refused to let go.

After all the good words, seeing that Chu Yuning's face became more and more ugly, as if he was about to turn around and leave in the next moment, Lu Zhongshu finally got anxious, slapped Jinu's body, and said angrily: "If you scream, Daddy will take yours!" Fate?! How can you be so repulsive and don’t know what’s good or bad!”

"What are you doing!" Chu Yuning didn't have time to think, she pushed him away and hugged him into her arms.

Ji Nu was shocked, since he could remember, he had never been wronged like this, and when he realized it after a while, he couldn't help it anymore, and wept loudly.

While crying, he slurred his words: "He's not daddy... woo woo... just, not... woo... I don't want to call him daddy..."

Chu Yuning's heart was pierced when she heard it, but she gently patted her hand and said softly: "Don't bark, don't bark, I..."

He paused, gritted his teeth, and said, "...I'm sure, it's not Daddy... It's the father who admitted the wrong person, Ji-Chuan'er, don't cry, be good."

The Lu family is really in the same line.Chu Yun thought about it.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, you can tell him that life is worse than death between words, and his heart is broken.