Chapter 10: The Son of Misery
"Madam, the little one heard and saw clearly, the imperial doctor in the palace took the princess's pulse, and looked very sad, at first he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, and then after the princess asked, he said what he thought." The little girl trotted all the way back to Mrs. Ye's yard, and began to report without even breathing.
Mrs. Ye felt that her mouth was popping with big bubbles, "What did you say?" ”
"The imperial doctor said that heart disease still needs heart medicine, and Her Royal Highness the princess's physical pain can be improved by drinking medicine, but the trauma in the heart is not so easy...... Then the princess said that she knew where to get the medicine......"
Mrs. Ye held her forehead, completely losing the calm appearance she had in front of everyone in the morning.
waved his hand and told the little guy to go down.
At this time, Ye Shuai came in after bathing, and when he saw his wife like this, he thought that she was sick with something, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Where is Madame unwell?" ”
Mrs. Ye glanced up at him, and sighed helplessly.
Ye Shuai, who loved his wife, was even more worried, and asked nervously again: "Madame, but you want to find Lang Zhong?" ”
Mrs. Ye shook her head, and her eyes turned red this time.
When Ye Shuai went to the battlefield, he could indeed be called decisive in killing, but when he got to the love of his children, he couldn't do it, he had a rough heart, although he had been with him for many years, he still couldn't learn to coax women, and he was a little at a loss.
Mrs. Ye suddenly began to shed tears, and said in a small voice: "I blame you, you had to respond to the marriage of the first emperor, you had the ability to refuse, why didn't you refuse?" I've already looked for a good girl for San'er, ...... Alas! ”
Ye Shuai first began to see his wife wipe her tears, and many pictures that could not accompany her flashed in his heart, but before the guilt could be flooded, he was suffocated by her next words, and Ye Shuai, who was fighting on the battlefield, pulled down his face suddenly, and his tone was not as warm as before, "Madam!" ”
Mrs. Ye's crying stopped abruptly, and she raised her eyes and looked at her husband aggrievedly, although she was unwilling, she really closed her mouth according to her words.
If you want to say that she has become a relative of the emperor, Mrs. Ye should be the happiest one, but unfortunately, the children of the royal family are ugly like the competition, and even one is not as good as the other, and the harem concubines are all overwhelmed by the country, but none of the ones born are on the mother's side, and they all follow Emperor Taizu.
is so ugly, even if it is royal, it only makes people feel that being a concubine is wronged by her husband's family, not to mention that Ye Huaiyu is still her most beloved son.
Who doesn't want their daughter-in-law to be pleasing to the eye?
If it weren't for the first emperor's insistence on inserting a lever back then, she would have married him the girl she was optimistic about a long time ago!
Foolish! Foolish!
It's just that I pity her miserable son!
Ye Shuai's face was a little ugly, "It is a supreme honor for the Ye family to be the princess, your remarks today must be stopped, and don't mention it to others again, so as not to make people shake the handle!" ”
"In addition, I have clearly understood today's events," Ye Shuai continued, "The eldest and second are officials in the court, but the relatives in the family are so rude, it is really ridiculous, a few apologies are too thin, there are still some substantive things!" ”
Mrs. Ye sobbed and paused, "How do you want to be substantial?" ”
"Tell those two officials to compensate the princess, relatives, you can solve it yourself until the princess is satisfied."
Mrs. Ye almost went dark and fainted.
I can't live this day!
"Why don't you hurry up?" Ye Shuai knew that Fang Cai's anger was a little heavy, and the last question was mixed with some gentleness, but it was still deliberate.
The bubbles in Mrs. Ye's mouth were about to fill up, and she roared angrily: "I don't care!" ”