Rebirth of the fairy in the painting

An Xining was sleeping with Zi Huahua in his dream, but was woken up by his little eunuch howling, and his face turned dark immediately.

"It's not proper to shout here early in the morning."

Xiaodouzi was trembling, and knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Your Highness, Your Highness, your mouth..."

"What happened to His Highness's mouth?"

An Xining was displeased, this little slave was getting more and more unruly, relying on the fact that he was used to him on weekdays, now he has learned to talk about him from left to right.

Little Douzi didn't dare to say anything, got up and took the bronze mirror on the table and handed it to An Xining: "Your Highness, you should see for yourself."

An Xining took the bronze mirror suspiciously, muttering in his mouth that this little servant is really unintimidated and keeps talking, he really can't get used to it, how can he be the general manager of the palace from now on.

While slandering, he looked into the mirror, suddenly, his eyes widened, and he almost dropped the bronze mirror in his hand in shock.

Turning his head with dull eyes, An Xining had a wandering expression: "Xiao Yantai, is Your Highness still in a dream?"

"Your Highness," Xiao Yantai said with a sad face, "It's true, you're not dreaming."

An Xining's heart was ashamed, could it be that his handsome face was ruined like this?Then what face does he have to go to see his Zihua, he will definitely be disgusted!

Without giving up, he picked up the bronze mirror and took a closer look, only to see that the upper half of the young man's face in the mirror was still the same as usual, with bright eyebrows and a straight nose, but the lower half of his face...

An Xining covered the mirror, he would never admit that the ugly monster with a bloody mouth could be himself.

"Your Highness," Xiao Yantai asked cautiously, "Why don't we go back to the palace today and let the imperial physician take a good look at you."

This is the only way to go, An Xining said weakly, "Little Yantai, go and find a veil for His Highness, we will return to the palace immediately."

In the Hui'an Palace, the Queen is leading the Prince's housework.

For this eldest son, the queen is 12 at ease. She has been mature and prudent since she was a child, and she handles things smoothly, never letting her and the emperor worry about it.

But also because of this, among the two sons, they paid less attention to the prince. The queen also realized that, but the prince rarely made mistakes, even if they wanted to, they were powerless.

After hesitating again and again, the queen opened her mouth: "Ming'er, in all these years, have you ever blamed the emperor and mother for not caring for you as much as they did for Ning'er?"

The prince looked at the queen's expression full of guilt, and felt a little helpless in his heart, why did he bring up the old matter again.

"No, queen mother, the fifth younger brother is naturally reckless. It's normal for you to pay more attention. Besides, as an elder brother, I should take care of the younger brother more, so why would I have the idea of ​​jealousy?"

What the prince didn't say was that if the emperor father and the queen mother took care of him like the fifth younger brother, he would be depressed and injustice.

"But both the father and the queen mother feel that they owe you a lot, so you have to deal with the ministers at a young age, face conspiracy and tricks every day, and have ulterior motives. Sometimes the queen mother also wonders whether these are what you want , but I ask you on weekdays, but you don't tell me, the queen mother is really..."

Tears flashed as the queen spoke, and the prince had a headache, so he had no choice but to comfort him with soft words: "Mother, you don't have to worry about it so much. The emperor must have high hopes for his son to be the prince. How can he live up to it. Although you have lost something, but There is also a lot to gain, and if you don’t give up, how can you gain anything.”

"You have said a lot, but you are avoiding the important things and taking the light of the light. Being a mother is so easy to fool?" The queen pretended to be angry.

"The queen mother is not me, so how do you know that I haven't enjoyed this joy?" The prince asked her back with a smile.

"Forget it, forget it," the queen waved her hand, "I can't help it, you are the same, and Ning'er is the same, you see, he went to Beiying and didn't come back for a month, he must have lost his mind. "

The prince laughed: "The queen mother wronged the fifth younger brother. It was the emperor father who ordered him not to return to the palace for nothing. Do you still want him to disobey the emperor's order?"

The queen sighed: "Your royal father is also true. Ning'er thought he was making a fuss when he was there, and he was thinking about it when he was away. He made the order himself, but he ended up begging me yesterday. What do you think is going on?" ?”

"The queen mother and the royal father and husband and wife have not known about their love for more than 20 years, so how can the son know?"

The queen shot him a look: "You, you are starting to tease the queen mother again."

While chatting and laughing, the queen's personal maid came in, knelt down and said, "I would like to report to the empress, your highness, the servant girl just heard that the fifth highness has returned to the palace, and announced the imperial doctor to go to Zhengyang hall."

"What?" The queen's face turned pale, and she stood up hastily, "Ning'er announced the imperial physician just after returning to the palace? No, I'm going to have a look, Ping'er, go and prepare the sedan chair."

"Yes."

After Ping'er left, she went to the queen and helped her to sit down: "You don't have to worry so much, the queen mother, it seems that nothing will happen to the fifth brother."

He said this not only to the queen, but also to himself. His younger brother, who had been protected by him, suddenly had an accident, and it was a lie to say that he was not worried.

The queen frowned and said worriedly: "I hope so. The queen mother is just afraid that your younger brother is reckless by nature, and he is in the military camp. If he quarrels with those soldiers, what should we do?"

"The queen mother is too worried. After all, the fifth brother is the prince, and they dare not offend the superior."

"Although that is the case, the Northern Camp is controlled by Li Weiyuan after all. You are not unaware that the Queen Mother and Concubine Rong..."

The queen didn't finish a sentence, but was interrupted by the prince: "Mother, be careful with your words, be careful that the walls have ears."

The queen had no choice but to shut up embarrassingly.

When the group arrived at Zhengyang Hall, the imperial physician was diagnosing An Xining's pulse.

The old doctor with a gray beard had seen the disease for so many years but couldn't find out what the disease was, so he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.

Seeing the Queen arriving, the silent group of people in the Zhengyang Palace knelt down to pay respects, and for a moment, there were only black heads in the room.

The queen was impatient, she had lost her usual calmness, walked to the bed in two or three steps, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with Ning'er?"

An Xining took the gauze scarf on the bed and covered his face when the queen first entered the palace door. Seeing the queen's questioning, An Xining said in a low voice, "Why is the queen mother here? I'm fine, I just got angry."

The queen was doubtful, but the prince paced over from behind. Seeing his younger brother lying on the bed with a look of confusion, he couldn't help frowning: "If you really just got angry, with your temperament, you will come back from Beiying, and you will work hard to mobilize everyone." Invite the imperial physician?"

"Brother Huang," An Xining said helplessly, his elder brother was too transparent, "I'm really fine."

The queen reprimanded lightly from the side: "You are not allowed to lie to your mother, queen mother and emperor brother, they are all from your own family, what can you hide?"

"Queen, don't ask."

An Xining really didn't want the queen to see his current appearance, he didn't want to lose face, and he didn't want the queen to worry.

"I'm your empress mother, how can I not ask?" The queen was anxious, looked at An Xining and asked, "Ning'er, why do you always cover your mouth with a handkerchief, could it be..."

"Your Majesty," Xiao Yantai knelt down in front of the Empress, tears streaming down his face, "It's all bad for the slaves. You shouldn't have brought hot tea to His Highness yesterday, so that His Highness accidentally hurt you."

"You!" The queen was not happy at all when she was robbed by a little servant. Now that she heard him say this, she couldn't help but get angry. "Your Majesty asked you to take care of Ning'er. That's how you take care of her? Come!"

"Mother," An Xining hurriedly said to stop, "The little inkstone was not intentional, it was my own carelessness that hurt me, and I don't think it's because of the hot tea."

An Xining winked at him when the little inkstone made a sound, but this stupid servant usually looks smart, but at critical moments, he becomes a piece of wood.

In addition to his friendship with Xiao Yantai as a master and servant, he was also grateful that he did not leave alone when he was in danger in his previous life, so he took good care of him in normal times, and now that he was in trouble, he immediately pleaded for mercy.

"Ning'er, you still speak for this slave, do you know..." The queen just turned her head to question, but a sentence got stuck in her throat.

Because of An Xining's hasty answer just now, he tore off the gauze from his mouth, revealing two swollen and red lips, the upper lip almost reaching the tip of the nose, looking extremely tragic.

The queen turned pale with shock, her heart seemed to be pulled hard: "Ning'er, how could you be like this?"

An Xining drooped his head: "My son doesn't know, it was like this when I woke up in the morning."

The crown prince was also taken aback, and after finally calming down, he comforted softly: "Mother, don't worry, the fifth brother seems to have just hurt his lips and teeth, so you should first ask Imperial Physician Qian what the illness is."

Seeing that his name was being called, Imperial Physician Qian broke out in a cold sweat, and he could only stand out and said: "Go back to the Empress, Your Highness the Prince, just now, I gave His Highness the fifth highness the pulse, and did not find any discomfort."

The queen's face darkened when she heard it: "Then what's the matter with Ning'er's mouth?"

Imperial Physician Qian kept complaining, and it was definitely not a good thing to get involved with the Fifth Prince, so he closed his eyes and said nonsense, "Go back to Madam, the Fifth Highness probably ate something and bumped into the body, I will prescribe some medicine first, let the fifth prince Your Highness, try it, it will be fine after a few days.”

"Okay, that's what you said. If Ning'er still hasn't recovered after taking your medicine, then I'm the only one asking questions."

"Yes, yes." Imperial Physician Qian agreed hastily, and followed the little eunuch who led the way to prescribe medicine.

The queen and the crown prince stayed in the Zhengyang Palace for a while, and they didn't get up to leave until they were sure that An Xining was fine.

An Xining stayed overnight in Zhengyang Hall, and in the middle of the night, a white figure appeared faintly in front of his bed, whoever it was if it wasn't Zihua.

Looking at An Xining who was in a state of distress on the bed, Zi Hua chuckled lightly: "Have you learned a lesson this time? If you dare to belittle me next time, I will definitely make it impossible for you to live or die."

He said threatening words to himself, although no one responded, but he enjoyed it.

An Xining's bedroom did not have the luxurious atmosphere that a royal family should have. Zihua walked around it curiously, only to see that there were long swords hanging on the wall except for a picture of him, and there was nothing on the case. For decoration, apart from the Four Treasures of the Study, there are only classics on the art of war left.

Zi Hua pouted: "It's really boring."

Although he is cold and indifferent by nature, he is extremely elegant, which is why he puts himself in the paintings. He has the least feeling for swords and halberds, thinking that they are all reckless men with well-developed limbs and simple minds.

However, An Xining, who was classified as a reckless man by his beloved Zihua, didn't know it, and slept soundly on the bed.

Suddenly he turned over, his legs wrapped around the quilt, his face rubbed against the pillow, his face was sweet and rippling, and he murmured: "Zihua, you are so kind, please kiss me again, Zihua , Zi Hua..."

Zi Hua stood there dumbfounded, his face turned red and then turned pale, and finally he said angrily, "An Xining, you stinky rascal!"