Zhou Ding shook his head, dispelled the fire of gossip in his mind, and said in his heart: What are you doing with these things, it's really a pain in idleness!

Whether Zhao Yu is the emperor's nephew or the emperor's son, it will not affect the identity of the sole heir, and Zhao Yu can succeed to the throne in accordance with lì, which is enough.

In history, Zhao Yu was able to inherit the throne smoothly, in addition to the emperor's love, but also thanks to Jia Yidao's help.

The Song Dynasty was the Son of Heaven and the scholars who ruled the world together, if all the officials opposed Zhao Yu's succession, even if it was the emperor, it was helpless!

And the reason why Jia Rudao worked hard to help Zhao Yu was that he valued Zhao Yu's low intelligence and was easy to control!

Inevitably having extraneous branches, Zhou Ding decided: This stupid person should continue to pretend, and he can't show his smart side.

Only in this way can we reduce the attention of others,

There are fewer people who pay attention, Zhou Ding will have more free time, if he is smart, Zhao Yun may take him with him, and he will be killed every day.

Thinking about the days when he was instructed by Zhao Yun every day, Zhou Ding's heart immediately felt rejection.

It is now April of the second year of Baoyou, and this year's Zhao Yu is fifteen years old, and when he was playing by the lake during the day, he accidentally fell into the lake and caused a cold and fever.

Was Yang Guo sixteen or seventeen years old during this period? There is not much difference in age.

Zhou Ding quietly opened his eyes, it was about the second half of the night, and there were two red candles burning in the room.

The room where Zhao Yu rested was very luxurious, even if Zhou Ding's wealth in the real world was more than 100 million, that is, he had established himself as the king in the late Qing Dynasty, he had never enjoyed such a luxurious room.

If Zhou Ding is not mistaken, this whole bed is made of agarwood, carved dragons and phoenixes, which are exquisite.

Agarwood, this thing will be sold by TM in later generations!

The thin quilt on the body, I don't know what kind of silk it is made of, is smooth and delicate, like a girl's skin.

At the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, there was a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who was napping beside Zhou Ding's bed.

Take a closer look: these two little girls are exquisite, pink-carved, young, and their figures have been highlighted, and the most important thing is that these two girls are twins.

The author wonders: The little girl sleeping on her stomach, how can you see the face and the figure?

Zhou Ding replied disdainfully: I have the memory of Zhao Yu in my head!

The author retreated: What you said is so reasonable, I am speechless!

Zhou Ding snorted and continued to think: According to Zhao Yu's memory, the girl at the head of the bed should be Bao'er, and the girl at the end of the bed should be Zhu'er.

Thinking of the happy life of hugging left and right in the future, Zhou Ding smiled in his heart: It's really **, but I like it!

After lying down for a long time, he was a little tired, Zhou Ding planned to sit up and move, who would have thought that just to sit up and fail.

This body is so bad! Searching for Zhao Yu's memory, the original Zhao Yu was able to get up only with the help of the maids around him.

Zhou Ding smiled bitterly in his heart: Your sister, do you want to be so weak?

With such a body, can he practice Jiuyang Divine Skill in two years? Or is this body incapable of practicing at all?

Zhou Ding's movement of getting up woke up the two girls who were waiting in front of the bed, and Bao'er at the head of the bed said in surprise: "Lord, are you awake?" ”

While speaking, he stretched out his smooth and delicate little hand, touched Zhou Ding's forehead, and said happily: "It's not hot, it's really good!" Zhu'er, go and call the attacker sister! ”

Rajah?

Zhao Yu's memory prompts: Since Zhao Yu was adopted as an adopted son by Emperor Zhao Yun, Zhao Yu was canonized as the King of Jian'an, and he is really a veritable prince.

Before Zhu'er could leave, a tall, beautiful, graceful, fragrant skin, and pink woman walked in from outside.

She is the attacking sister that Bao'er said.

The attacker should be sixteen or seventeen years old, and she is the big maid next to Zhao Yu, which is the so-called maid leader.

Although Zhao Yu's intelligence is relatively low, only the level of a **-year-old child, in Zhao Yu's memory, these three maids are very good to Zhao Yu, and there has been no bloody plot of evil slaves bullying the master.

As the heir to the throne, the people who serve around him naturally have to be carefully selected, and those with bad conduct have long been excluded.

The etiquette of the Song Dynasty was the most rigorous, and Zhao Yu, as the heir to the throne, was the heaven of these maids.

If Zhao Yu expresses his dissatisfaction with a certain maid, this girl will be assigned to be a rough girl, washing and cooking every day, and she will not know!

Zhao Yu originally had four maids, and the other one was hated by Zhao Yu, as for where he went, what happened to him, Zhao Yu did not have it in his memory.

But her fate will definitely not be good, even if she is sold to the Qinglou and becomes a prostitute with a pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, and a little red lips and thousands of customers, it is not impossible!

Therefore, Zhao Yu's maid has a little brain, and she will not be stupid enough to disobey her master, but will try her best to please her master.

The attacker stepped forward, sat beside Zhou Ding, looked at Zhou Ding with red eyes, held Zhou Ding's claws with his slender hand, and said excitedly: "My lord, you are awake, you are really scared to death of the slave family!" ”

The little hands were weak and boneless, and the cherry lips were like orchids, Zhou Ding was a little embarrassed while enjoying it, and slowly withdrew his claws, and said, "Help the master to get up and move, I'm tired to death!" ”

Calling himself 'master' is a habit that belongs to this Zhao Yu.

The attacker stepped forward and gently hooked Zhou Ding's neck, and helped Zhou Ding up very lightly.

Bao'er squatted down to put on Zhou Ding's boots, Zhou Ding got out of bed, looked at his thin body, and was very sad and angry.

Anyway, he is also a fourteen-year-old boy, and he should have at least 100 pounds of food and clothing every day, but this body has a maximum of sixty pounds.

The height is okay, at least 1.6 meters!

After casually turning around the room twice, Zhou Ding felt his legs and feet weak, and returned to the bed again.

A few maids hurriedly came over to take off their shoes, cover the quilt, wipe their faces, and be busy.

The reputation of the three girls is systematically identified, and the prestige of respect is not very safe, Zhou Ding doesn't know if there are any eyeliners installed by others among them.

Before this matter is understood, there are some things that must be avoided from them.

After cleaning up, Zhou Ding said to them: "Master is going to sleep, you all go outside!" ”

The attacker hurriedly said: "My lord, this is not good, if the lord thinks that they are too quiet, let me stay here to serve!" ”

Zhou Ding pretended to be angry and said: "Let's go!" ”

Accepting Zhao Yu's memory, Zhou Ding naturally knew what these girls were afraid of, and the three of them saw that the prince lost his temper, so they hurriedly responded to Zhou Ding's request and exited the inner room together.