Chapter 133: What's Your Real Name?
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Changting nodded lightly, and was silent for a while before he said softly: "I know, your current situation is not optimistic, I want to help you, but I can't." ā
"Don't say that, I just want you to stay with me, and I don't need you to do anything for me. ā
"Hua Muhan, since you are the emperor, can you think of sending me to the army?" Chang Ting Zhengse looked at him.
Hua Muhan frowned, "Why do you still have this idea?"
"As I said, I owe you too much in this life, and staying in this palace really can't help. If you send me to the army, just let me be an ordinary soldier, and you believe me, one day, I will be able to expand your territory and consolidate your border defense. Changting's eyes were sincere and earnest.
Hua Muhan shook his head resolutely, "Impossible." ā
"You look down on me for being a woman?" Chang Ting's face sank in displeasure.
"It's not. The absence of women in this army is only one of them, and the most important thing is that on the battlefield, I will never let you go into danger. Hua Muhan's attitude was resolute.
Changting pouted helplessly and helped him continue to bandage his wounds.
"This Yunqi Courtyard is very secluded, few people come over, you don't go out to wander around on weekdays. ā
"It's not a good place, and if you invite me to go out, I don't necessarily agree. Changting muttered angrily.
Hua Muhan frowned, "Changting, this is my home." ā
Chang Ting felt annoyed for a while, and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry...... However, I still think that it is better to drop the flower garden. ā
"I know, you can't take it for a while. I assure you, whether it is in Sanssouci Valley or in this deep palace, I am Hua Muhan. ā
Chang Ting lowered his eyes, "Didn't you say that you just let me live here temporarily?
Hua Muhan sighed helplessly, "Okay, I won't force you, when it's safe, if you don't want to stay here, let's talk about it." ā
Chang Ting helped him tie the gauze and took the clean dragon robe, "Don't tear the wound again, the wound medicine given by Uncle Zhang should be taken on time twice a day." ā
Hua Muhan nodded lightly, and his eyes fell on the fragments, "In the past few years, it's the first time I've seen you get so angry." ā
Chang Ting's hands stiffened, and his eyes turned red.
Hua Muhan looked at her, took her hand, and asked softly, "Are you sad for the dust?"
Changting bit his lower lip and said in a low voice, "Believe it or not, I'd rather trade my life for his health and dignity." ā
Hua Muhan's gaze was extremely complicated, and he knew that Changting's temperament was really not suitable for entering the palace.
"His father was a gambler, and he sold him because he had no money to pay off his gambling debts. It was my ninth uncle who took a good look at him from the group of new eunuchs who entered the palace, and since then, he has been following me, and I have not let him be wronged. ā
Chang Ting didn't say anything, buried his head and tied his belt while nodding his head.
"Dust and smoke. ā
Hearing the call, Dust and Smoke outside the door winked at the three men, pushed the door and walked in.
As soon as she remembered what he saw when he came in, Chang Ting was ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into, she turned around, and hid behind him by helping Hua Muhan sort out her clothes.
Not only did the corners of Hua Muhan's lips hook slightly, but even when Chenyan came in and saw her, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.
"Let Zhan Ling go back first, and then call the five of them in. Hua Muhan commanded.
"Yes. Dusty took the order and retreated.
"Who are you letting in?" Chang Ting poked his head out from behind him.
"I asked Chenyan to pick three palace maids and two little eunuchs for you. ā
"No, I don't!" Chang Ting hurriedly jumped out, shaking his head and waving his hand.
"They're just outside, let's see them first. Hua Muhan took two steps back and sat back on the edge of the bed.
Changting followed and walked over, hurriedly refusing, "I'm not you, no one needs to serve me, don't let them ......"
Hua Muhan pulled her hand, sat down beside her, and whispered, "Be steady." ā
Chang Ting sat there awkwardly, and was about to open his mouth again to refuse, only to see that the dust and smoke had led the five people into it.
The five seemed to be familiar with the mess on the ground, and bowed respectfully under the guidance of a medium-sized woman in front of them.
"Wait!"
With that clear shout, Chang Ting had already rushed over.
Hua Muhan's eyes were full of helplessness, and the dust and smoke didn't turn his face away, and he couldn't bear to look at it again.
The five men, who were already halfway to their knees, were startled by the shout, and at the same time raised their eyes to look at the people who were flying over.
For a while, the eyes of the five people underwent a complicated change.
Changting's appearance naturally shocked them at first, but after the shock, they all looked at the bright blood stain on her chest.
"The ground is full of porcelain, you can't kneel!" Chang Ting didn't care about their surprise, and hurriedly pointed to the ground to stop him.
The woman at the head had a good face, she was in her early twenties, she quickly looked at Chang Ting, and threw an inquiring look at the dust and smoke on the side.
"This is Concubine Yun's mother, don't hurry up and salute. "The dust and smoke are in the posture of the deputy chief.
"Slave Lanyue, knock on the emperor, knock on Yun Concubine Niangniang. The woman at the head took the lead in kneeling, and the four palace maids and eunuchs who didn't look very old also knelt down.
Chang Ting jumped in front of the dust and smoke all of a sudden, raised his hand and slapped it on his arm, gritting his teeth and scolding in a low voice: "You owe a beating, don't you see that the ground is full of debris!"
The dust and smoke retreated again and again, and he couldn't help but hide his mouth and laugh.
is just this crazy person, how can he have half a mother's demeanor.
Hua Muhan coughed lightly, and Chenyan immediately regained his previous majesty, and stood there letting Chang Ting beat and scold him and not fight back.
The five of Lan Yue all glanced at the lady who was pulling and pulling with the deputy manager, and their eyes were full of disbelief and surprise.
"Alright, don't make a fuss!" Dusty reminded in a low voice.
Chang Ting glanced at the five people, and twisted his arm again, "Hurry up and get them up!"
Dusty Smoke secretly glanced at her, and she immediately understood and flew back to the bedside.
"Hua Muhan, if you let them get up quickly, they will scratch their knees!" Chang Ting sat down, grabbed Hua Muhan's sleeve, and said hurriedly.
Those five people were already shocked to the extreme, this beautiful and not normal lady dared to call the current saint like that?!
Hua Muhan smiled faintly at her, "They are all your people, you decide." ā
"I really don't want to!" Chang Ting scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously.
"If you don't like it, change a few more until you're satisfied. Hua Muhan said casually, raised his hand to the corner of her lips, and gently wiped away the little blood that had not been wiped clean.
(To be continued.) )