After Zhu Yousong took Zhang Hao to Ying'en Temple, he just hurriedly summoned a few responsible people and handed over the rights to Zhang Hao. Because he was still in the period of filial piety, Zhu Yousong did not dare to stay for a long time, and quietly returned to the palace with Zhang Yuanhua and others. As soon as he arrived at the palace, the eldest maid Shu'er told him that Princess Zou had sent people over many times. Zhu Yousong changed his clothes and hurried to the princess's courtyard.

Pushing the door in, Princess Zou, who was sitting on a chair and chatting with Hongyu without a match, glanced at him with squinted eyes and didn't talk to him. Zhu Yousong was secretly ashamed, these days there are many big and small things, and he hasn't come to the princess for a long time.

"The son has said goodbye to his mother."

The princess said angrily: "Fuba, do you still know that there is a mother like me?" ”

Zhu Yousong said with a smile: "What did my mother say, I just forgot that no one can forget you." ”

The princess sighed, a sad look appeared on her face, and said in a low voice: "This year is not good, your father and king set himself on fire and burned himself to death on Chinese New Year's Eve. Zhu Yousong had a ghost in his heart, and hurriedly said: "Mother's Day mourns and changes, and my father thinks that he has such a catastrophe in his life." ”

The princess took a sip and said, "Your father and I can't see each other several times a year, so why am I so sad." Yesterday, someone from the capital came to hear from your mother-in-law. My poor eldest brother was seriously ill a few years ago, and finally he still hasn't survived this year. As she spoke, she cried, and Hongyu hurriedly comforted her.

Zhu Yousong was dumbfounded when he heard this, his mother concubine was too scheming. Although he didn't have any feelings with Zhu Changxun, he said it so generously.

Princess Zou wiped her tears and continued: "My father died early, and my eldest brother pulled me to grow up since I was a child, and my eldest brother is like a father. Now that he has left, the letter entrusts me with his two sons, and he will come to our palace in the next few days, and you will have to take care of my life. ”

Zhu Yousong searched the memories of his previous life, and finally remembered his uncle, in his memory, his uncle should be much older than Zhu Changxun, and his son is more than ten years older than him, it seems that his uncle's family is not doing well in the capital. Although she thought so in her heart, Princess Zou cried with a handful of snot and tears, and she didn't dare to say what she thought in her heart. Zhu Yousong patted his chest and swore solemnly: "Mother, don't worry, when my father was here, there were many idle people in the palace, and I was just about to get rid of them." My two cousins are here, and they happen to stay in our palace to do things. ”

The princess got a little better at this time, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, your cousins are a few years older than me when they are a few hours old, and they are all extremely smart and talented Junyan, you look at arranging a livelihood for them." ”

Zhu Yousong thought to himself, you were still a little Lori at that time, and you could see that they were "extremely talented", but you didn't dare to debunk them, and the winning streak should be.

Zhu Yousong said strangely: "At this hour, why doesn't my mother recite the scriptures and worship the Buddha?" ”

Hongyu, the maid standing next to her, sneered, and said: "The prince rectified the evil monks in Ying'en Temple and exposed the faces of those monks, and the princess changed her court. The statue of Maitreya in the outer hall has been replaced with a statue of Laojun. ”

The princess twisted her waist and said, "You talk a lot." Hongyu hurriedly smiled and begged for mercy, Zhu Yousong was speechless for a while, this belief was too unfirm, three days of fishing and two days of drying nets.

Zhu Yousong chatted with the princess for a few more words, and found that his relationship with Zhu Changxun, the mother concubine, was so indifferent that he couldn't believe it. But after thinking about it, it's normal, Zhu Changxun's perverted hobby, he is too old to be a woman and a young man, it's a fifteen-year-old girl. The princess was talking about it, and Zhu Yousong chatted with her until it was getting dark, and then she returned to her yard.

Compared with when he first came, Zhu Yousong now feels that he is the owner of this huge courtyard. Sitting in the entire Fuwang Mansion, there is no longer need to be restrained by others, and as soon as Zhu Yousong, who was in a happy mood, entered the courtyard, he saw a group of maids chirping together. The maids chatted hotly, and no one even found out, Zhu Yousong got closer and listened, only to know that they had surrounded Zai Ying'er in the center, and they were gossiping about the fire that day.

Zhu Yousong coughed, walked in and hugged Zai Ying'er out, for fear that she would leak her mouth. Moreover, for a nine-year-old girl, it is not a good memory, and it should hurt once when she thinks about it.

Zai Ying'er lay in Zhu Yousong's arms and asked in a worried tone: "Eighth Brother Fu, Sister Xiaolian, each of them has a little puppet, and they look the same. Sister Xiaolian said that only beautiful girls have it. I didn't, will I be ugly when I grow up? ”

Zhu Yousong smiled dumbly, put her down and looked at her and said, "Ying'er is so beautiful, how can it not be, you will have one in a few days." ”

"Really?" Zai Ying'er smiled, the shallow dimples, the small tiger teeth, extremely cute.

Zhu Yousong laughed secretly, at such a young age, he cared about whether he was ugly or not, it seems that loving beauty is really a woman's nature, and she was born with it.

Zhu Yousong, who returned to the bedroom, unsurprisingly found that his bed had been forcibly occupied again. The sleepy little lotus, her body is under the red embroidered quilt, and only half of her head is exposed. This little girl doesn't know how tired she was in her previous life, anyway, she has to sleep whenever she has the chance.

Zhu Yousong deliberately teased her, and put his cold palm into the quilt. Xiaolian opened her hazy sleepy eyes and saw that it was Zhu Yousong, wrapped in the quilt and turned around, turned her back to him, and said, "People ignore you." ”

Zhu Yousong teased her with a salivating face: "Why don't you pay attention to me?" I fell in love with the little brother on time. Xiaolian tightened the quilt and ignored him. Zhu Yousong said: "If you ignore me again, I will lift your quilt." After saying that, without giving a chance to react, he lifted the quilt. At this time, although the weather was cold, Zhu Yousong's bedroom was as warm as spring, Xiaolian only wore snow-white silk pants, wrapped a pair of slender legs straight, and the round buttocks were fully revealed, although the ankles and small feet were not as big as a palm, but the proportions were slender, and she didn't feel short at all. Zhu Yousong felt itchy in his heart, his throat was dry, and his lower body was swollen, and he was finally no longer satisfied with feasting his eyes, and a pair of thief hands quietly touched it.

Xiaolian's soft voice carried a hint of panic and pleading: "You are a dead man, and you are here to provoke people again." The voice was thin and soft, and Zhu Yousong felt that he had fallen into an extremely soft place, constantly sinking, and it was indescribably comfortable. This time Zhu Yousong did not escape, he was like Zhao Zilong of Changbanpo, with a gun on the horse, seven in and seven out, wide open and closed, and decisive killing.

Take the moon to pick hibiscus, and get lotus seeds every night.