Chapter 039: Like an Old Man
The masked man took Hua Qing back to the ground, put her down, and turned his back to look at her.
Hua Qing had been thinking about it just now, and she didn't notice that she had gone down to the ground, and she didn't react until the masked man put her down.
"Hey, don't go!"
"What else is going on with you?"
"I asked you to take me off the roof, did you ask you to take me outside the palace, not to let you take me back to the inner courtyard of the palace? If you send me back, won't my wall be in vain? ”
The masked man shook his head helplessly, but he didn't pay attention to her, jumped and left.
When Hua Qing saw the masked man leaving, she couldn't help but feel gloomy, it was really frustrating!
Forget it, let's find a way to sneak out tomorrow!
She returned to the side hall and found that there was an extra bowl of snow fungus lotus seed soup next to the table where she was painting, and she couldn't help but be overjoyed!
Could it be that the masked man just sent it to him?
She was very excited, just now she was thinking about whether people were thieves or ugly to cover their faces, it turned out that she did good deeds and didn't want to leave a name, she was really a very cute person!
Don't worry, you are already a big hero in my Hua Qing's heart, and next time you meet, even if you have crooked nose and buckteeth, I will not dislike you.
The next day, Hua Ququ led Prime Minister Hua Cheng over early in the morning, and the palace guards spread the news that Prime Minister Hua Cheng and his beloved daughter were visiting, and Mo Huaijin couldn't help frowning.
He threw his sword at the corpse and said to Su:
"Go and call Hua Qing to the front hall."
Su Wen nodded in response, she heard that the prince took Hua Qing back to the main hall last night, and the two stayed together in the main hall for a long time, and then they were bumped into by King Zhao, King Zhao pointed to Hua Qing's nose and scolded Hua Qing for being a demon girl, and the prince was also angry about it, saying that King Zhao couldn't speak and got out by himself.
Since the raw rice is already cooked rice, what does she have to grab, she asked, she didn't want to share the man she liked with others from the beginning, and without the prince, there would be others.
After Su Wen left, Mo Huaijin walked to the front hall and saw Chief Fu leading Prime Minister Hua Cheng and Hua Ququ, and after Prime Minister Hua Cheng and Hua Ququ saw him, they hurriedly saluted:
"Weichen meets Lord Yi!"
"Ququ meets the prince!"
Mo Huaijin hurriedly helped up Prime Minister Hua, and Hua Ququ also waited for Mo Huaijin to help, but Mo Huaijin never supported her, she straightened up with a slight smile, and only heard Mo Huaijin say:
"Prime Minister Hua doesn't need to be polite, Xiao Wang has lost his welcome, and I hope that the prime minister will not be blamed. Please! ”
Polite, polite, humble. Won the heart of Prime Minister Hua and Hua Ququ.
As soon as the three of them sat down in the hall, the maid brought tea.
Mo Huaijin twisted the tea lid and slowly floated the green tea stalks in the cup, and his mood seemed to be good.
"King Yi returned, Weichen should have visited the door as soon as possible, but he was busy with government affairs, and he really couldn't take a break, so he had a moment of leisure today, so he leaned over to visit the little girl, and he also hoped that King Yi was not strange."
"Prime Minister Hua is bothered."
Hua Ququ was a little unable to sit still, and if they continued to talk like this, it was estimated that they could talk until the afternoon.
Just as he was about to ask about painting, Su Wen led Hua Qing over.
Su Wen bent down and bowed:
"Su Wen meets the prince, the prime minister, and the second lady. Lord Wang, Miss Hua has arrived. ”
Hua Qing followed behind, and also learned to bend down and bow down:
"Hua Qing meets the prince, the prime minister, and the second lady."
Mo Huaijin suddenly wanted to laugh, this was the first time Hua Qing had visited him decently, and the little lion with teeth and claws was as gentle as a lady at the moment.
Prime Minister Hua Cheng heard that King Yi had recently doted on a little scholar, whose name was Hua Qing, so he raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him. I don't know if I don't see it, I was startled when I saw it, the woman in front of me, those eyes looked like one of his old friends.
"Miss Hua, Old Man Rong took the liberty of asking, how old are you this year?"
"Answer Prime Minister, Hua Qing will be in a month, that is, fifteen years old."
Prime Minister Hua's gaze dimmed instantly, and the flame of hope that ignited in his heart at that moment was instantly extinguished again.
That's right, it's been almost fourteen years since Zhen Niang left him, if Zhen Niang and her daughter are still alive, after so many years, the team he raised should also find them.
What's more, Hua Qing is one year older than Qingyu. Qingyu is only fourteen years old this year, and he misunderstood.
"Prime Minister, Prime Minister Hua?"
"Father!"
King Yi and Hua Ququ called him at the same time, and he reacted.
"Oh, the old man has just lost his temper, please forgive me. It's just that Hua Qing looks a lot like an old friend of mine, and if Miss Hua is willing, Miss Hua is always welcome to come to her door as a guest. ”
Hua Qing was stunned, I look like an old man of Prime Minister Hua?
"Hey, Hua Qing was often said to look like someone when she was a child, anyway, everyone has a pair of eyes and a nose, and it's normal to look like."
Hua Ququ covered his mouth and chuckled, and said softly:
"This flower sister has a really hearty and lovely personality."
Hua Qing forced out a smile, but she was thinking in her heart, I believe you are a ghost.
"Please move to the Guanlan Pavilion, my little scholar Hua Qing likes painting very much, recently made a few new paintings, the prime minister is today's painting saint, why don't you give her some pointers?"
Hua Ququ was depressed, her father came over to show Mo Huaijin the painting, why did he end up showing the painting to Mo Huaijin's scholar?
But Prime Minister Hua readily agreed, and he couldn't say why, in short, he had a natural affinity for Hua Qing in front of him. Looking at Hua Qing's paintings, I was naturally delighted and didn't want to resist.