Autumn goes to winter, and the purple and red in the main courtyard of King An's Mansion have long withered, and they are no longer prosperous. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Only Yu Chu Zhaohui and Concubine Xin, a pair of disemboweled, are thinner than Huanghua.

There was tension between this mother and son, and Concubine Xin was used to seeing it, so she was glad that she retreated that day and chose to accompany Chu Zhaohui to settle in the main courtyard, so as not to follow in the footsteps of Concubine Du.

Entering the room, seeing Chu Zhaohui's pale face, Concubine Xin first explained a few words. Speaking of Wen Wan again, he went back to King An's Mansion to visit his stepmother in the past few days, and Chu Zhaohui showed a smile on his face.

instructed the girl to set the meal, Concubine Xin sat down and accompanied Chu Zhaohui to dinner, and presented a bowl of sticky eight-treasure porridge in front of her: "Mrs. Tang sent some peanuts and red dates for this year, and the concubine ordered the kitchen to cook eight-treasure porridge, can you taste it?"

Tang Jia'er learned from Murong Hui that Mrs. An Guo likes to eat whole grains and vegetables, fruits and beans, and always thinks that the royal food is too fine and not as good as the wild game in the countryside. She loved the house and Wu, and felt sorry for Murong Hui's aunt who was lonely, so she often asked Mrs. Tang to send some hometown tuyi, which made Chu Zhaohui very happy.

The spoon of celadon and white flowers gently stirred the bowl of soft and sweet eight-treasure porridge, and Chu Zhaohui was a little nostalgic for the first time when Wen Wan made the five-son porridge for her by herself.

At that time, when I heard the bad news of my husband, I only felt that the sky was falling, but fortunately, I was accompanied by gentleness day and night, and I was patient and relieved. In the outer courtyard, Su Duhan can firmly support the door of King An's mansion, and he is always filial in front of him.

Mother and son are filial, even if they are lonely, they still have hope in the second half of their lives.

It's not like now, although the son has attacked the lord and lives under the same roof, he is a stranger to himself.

I can't remember how many days, the mother and son didn't sit at a table to eat, and fortunately, there was still a concubine Xin in the house, so Chu Zhaohui would not end up alone.

Looking at Concubine Xin's ardent expectations, Chu Zhaohui reluctantly praised a good word, because he had something in his heart, he put down the bowl after only half a lamp, and sighed heavily at Concubine Xin.

"Why do you have to argue with the prince and hurt your body, it is more important than anything else to take care of your body", Concubine Xin persuaded sincerely, pushed the small pickled gourd pickled in only salt and pepper oil in front of Chu Zhaohui, and said seriously: "The concubine tells the truth, the children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and now that the prince has attacked the lord, he has his own majesty and the imperial court calendar, why should you suffer yourself?"

Chu Zhaohui took a spoon and scooped up a red date and chewed it in his mouth, but the taste as sweet as honey could not cover the bitterness in her heart than Coptis chinensis, she smiled sourly: "This child has no one in his eyes now, and the birthday of the Queen Mother is imminent, so he insists on going his own way, and he has to go to Wuxi." ”

The worry in his heart didn't dare to tell Concubine Xin, Chu Zhaohui said a thousand words, and only turned into a sigh.

Concubine Xin's eyebrows jumped when she heard this, and she gently put down the spoon in her hand: "Are you afraid..."

Some of the words are self-evident, and Chu Zhaohui's worries are also Concubine Xin's conjectures. Afraid that Chu Zhaohui would be indecisive again, Concubine Xin raised her head worriedly and asked, "What are you going to do?"

A sad smile appeared on Chu Zhaohui's lips, and he said indifferently: "Although I am his mother, I am also a citizen of Xixia. He insisted on going his own way, and I had no power to restrain the chicken, how could I stop him in the house. The only way to do this is to play Your Majesty, please ask Your Majesty to cut it. ”

If you talk about Su Duhan's mistakes, he has already been punished. Chu Zhaohui didn't understand that Emperor Chongming and Empress Chu were looking at their own and Su Rui's face, so they couldn't be ruthless.

The husband has been loyal and patriotic all his life, if he is alive, how can he condone his own son to cause trouble in the court. Today, I will not tolerate adultery, but I must be worthy of my conscience.

A mother and son have come to this point, and Concubine Xin can only hide her face and sigh, not knowing how to persuade each other.

Seeing that Chu Zhaohui no longer had an appetite, he ordered someone to remove the kang table and fetch water for her.

Later in the evening, Su Duhan really sent the birthday gift to the main courtyard.

Ugin was born with clear eyebrows and a very clever look. He asked for peace in a proper manner, and opened the big red sour branch wood lacquered brocade box in his hand in front of Chu Zhaohui and Concubine Xin, revealing a statue of Hetian Jade Guanyin with delicate and smooth carving.

He presented the box in front of Chu Zhaohui with both hands, and said respectfully: "Old lady, for this statue, the prince has already been to the royal temple and asked the abbot master to open the light. The prince said that he would be here with the old lady first, and if he couldn't come back, he would ask the old lady to do it for him and give the queen mother's birthday gift first. ”

It is impossible to refuse to allow his son to travel. Listening to the harsh old lady in Ugin's words, Chu Zhaohui fully knew that his identity and status in the mansion had changed.

If it weren't for the royal bloodline, the queen mother and sister were still his biggest support, and the identity of the head of the inner house would have been hollowed out by his son long ago.

The son was no longer obedient to himself when he was a child, and Chu Zhaohui felt a deep helplessness in his heart.

Until this time, she was still a loving mother, hoping that she might be unfounded, and her son's trip to Wuxi was not as unbearable as he imagined.

The mother of the child is worried, even though Wuxi is not far away, Chu Zhaohui is still concerned about his son's food and clothing.

She carefully admonished Ugin, and admonished Haosheng, instructing those who should not be seen not to instigate Su Duhan to see him, and then ordered him and his servants to take care of Su Duhan outside, and not to condone him.

Ugin naturally agreed in person, and saluted Chu Zhaohui again, and then came out backwards. When he got out of the main room, he regarded Chu Zhaohui's words as a deaf ear, and he couldn't reach Su Duhan's ears a word.

There is no way to say a thousand words, looking at the dim silk yarn palace lamp in the room, Chu Zhaohui's thin face is extremely apologetic. She could only look at Concubine Xin and sigh lightly: "You see, now I can't control my son, and it will be difficult to protect you." We have become two annoying old bones, and he is already the master of this house. ”

Concubine Xin witnessed everything that happened in the mansion, and she already knew it in her heart, so she could only persuade her euphemistically: "You don't have to worry, you will enter the palace in the past few days, and you will know the queen mother, and ask her to make decisions for you." ”

If it is difficult for King An's Mansion to shelter herself, Concubine Xin does not want to follow in the footsteps of Concubine Du, she wants to move Chu Zhaohui and return to Hanzhang Palace to live, it is better than worrying every day in this mansion.

With the support of King An's identity, now Su Duhan is no longer bound by Chu Zhaohui's previous restrictions on every two or seven days. The servants in the family have also changed their titles, Su Duhan has changed from the prince to the prince, and Chu Zhaohui naturally retreated to the backyard and became the old lady of King An's mansion.

The son's wings are growing, and the gap between mother and son is deepening. Chu Zhaohui was very worried, and he couldn't get back his son's heart of drifting away, so he could only nod lightly at Concubine Xin.