Chapter 42: Candle Tears (20)
Seeing Mei Yan leaving, Bu Niannian sighed: "What are you doing here, Sister Mei should be unhappy." β
Gu Xiang suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and retorted unconvinced: "Why can't I come?" What does it matter to me if she's unhappy? β
Bu Niannian turned his head and gave Gu Xiang a roll of his eyes, didn't speak, just sighed.
Gu Xiang's eyes hurt from the white eyes, and he suddenly said angrily: "I didn't expect that my position in your heart is not as good as hers, and I have made a mistake all these years." β
"......" Gu Xiang's tone was extremely aggrieved, which reminded Bu Niannian of Chen Shimei, as if she was the negative man Chen Shimei, and Gu Xiang was Qin Xianglian who was ruthlessly abandoned.
"What is this?" Bu Niannian touched his forehead with a headache, then reached out to grab Gu Xiang's hand, and sighed: "Ah Xiang, I treat Sister Mei as my own sister, she likes you, but I can't give you to her, so let's try not to appear in front of her at the same time in the future." β
This woman cares about him, Gu Xiang forced the corners of his mouth to be opened, pretended to be calm and stared at her, and sighed: "Niannian, I think your request is unrealistic." β
Bu Niannian was silent, she also felt unrealistic, the palace was so big, it was inevitable to meet it. Unless one of them leaves, but she and Gu Xiang can't leave, if Mei Yan leaves, she will be a waste concubine, this head is too hurtful.
Yes!
Bu Niannian's heart is galloping, what's wrong this year, why are the problems popping up one after another, but she can't think of any way to get the best of both worlds.
Gu Xiang said again: "Nian Nian, after Chinese New Year's Eve is your birthday, what do you want?" β
Bu Niannian's mind was a mess, and he was absent-minded, so he replied casually: "I like whatever you send." β
At this time, she didn't know that her words had added a lot of work to the palace people who had been tortured for almost half a year, and she didn't know that on her birthday, something happened that she couldn't forget in her life.
Of course, this is all for later, at this time she was still stumped by Mei Yan's matter and didn't think too much.
Winter time goes by quickly, and in the blink of an eye it is Chinese New Year's Eve. The palace was full of joy, and Gu Xiang set up a family banquet in the Chujin Palace.
said that it was a family banquet, but in fact, there were few people, and Xichu continued to his area, and the already sparsely populated family once reached the point of withering.
Only Gu Xiang, Bu Niannian, Mei Yan, Qing Yu, Gu Duan and Mu Li attended on Chinese New Year's Eve, and during the banquet, Gu Xiang watched Gu Duan silently plan.
He looked at the Gu family's only seedling now, Miao Duan, and said, "Xiao Qi, you will be sixteen after the New Year, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law." β
Dumiao Miao's hand holding the three fresh balls froze in mid-air, and she looked up at Gu Xiang pretending to be stupid: "Brother Huang, I haven't made a career yet, how can I marry a daughter-in-law." "The implication is that I'm nothing now, so forget about marrying a daughter-in-law.
Gu Xiang listened to his words, touched his chin thoughtfully, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "It does make sense, Xiao Qi, now that Xichu lacks a prince, are you interested?" β
Clang, the chopsticks fell from Gu Duan's hand, Gu Duan was shocked and couldn't close his mouth, and then quickly looked at Bu Niannian, who was watching the play next to him: "Imperial sister-in-law, look, the imperial brother has been thinking about the prince to such an extent, you don't work hard to get it as soon as possible, but the imperial brother's wish." β
The fire at the city gate affected the fish in the pond, and Bu Niannian, the innocent fish, looked at the culprit who set the fire: What do I do about the matter of your two brothers?
Gu Xiang shrugged helplessly and said with a smile: "Xiao Qi, what are you doing so seriously, I'll tease you." β
Gu Duan thought that this matter would pass like this, but who knew that he would know for the first time after the year that he knew that he was too naΓ―ve to learn a lesson, and he didn't have a deep enough understanding of his imperial brother's resolute character.
That day in the court, there were ten big characters floating in his mind: Gu Duan, the king of Jiji, was the prince of Western Chu.
In front of hundreds of civil and military officials, he saw that the imperial brother he had loved for many years was sitting on the dragon chair above and looking at him with a smile, like a Maitreya Buddha, no, a smiling tiger.
In the end, Gu Duan still accepted the order, because his intuition told him that if he didn't accept the order, the imperial brother would definitely not let him go, and he would definitely be very unlucky.
I have to say that Gu Xiaoqi's intuition is still very accurate, Gu Xiang has planned it, if he accepts the order, forget it. If he refuses to accept the order, then Gu Xiaoqi will faint due to physical exhaustion in front of everyone, and he will wake up in the Jiwang Mansion in the afternoon, and then Gu Xiang will pass the decree again, and Gu Duan will obediently accept the decree and become His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of Western Chu.
In the next few days, the new crown prince's royal highness will be absent for a few days, because the emperor ordered him to go to the Taimiao temple to make incense and comfort his ancestors, and when he returns to the court, Xichu will get a real prince who is loyal to the country.
"Sister Huang, why don't you persuade Brother Huang, the establishment of the crown prince is a big deal, how can you be so hasty."
As soon as he went to the court, Gu Duan slipped away faster than anyone else, and ran to Zhaoyang Palace to complain to Mu Yi, but he still couldn't accept how he became a prince in the early dynasty. He just wants to be an idle prince in this life, so he doesn't want to be a prince emperor.
Mu Yi held the coal in his arms, combed its hair for a while, and persuaded very casually: "What do I persuade him to do, isn't it good to be a prince?" β
Gu Duan looked at Mu Yi in horror: "Where is it, this prince's position is to be reserved for my nephew, although there is no one now." But there will always be in the future, and when the time comes, won't I resent my uncle for stealing his place. β
Coal gurgled and snored in Mu Yi's arms, Gu Duan's voice suddenly became louder, and it opened its eyes and glared at Gu Duan. I don't know if anyone is sleeping, are you going to thunder so loudly?
"Alright, let's sleep yours." Mu Yi patted the coal's head, saw that Gu Duan was still angry, and sighed: "Xiao Qi, listen to my advice, no one can change what your imperial brother has made up his mind about, and the one who knows the times is Junjie." β
Gu Duan had a bitter face, but still did not give up hope: "Sister Huang, I don't want to be a prince, I just want to live a leisurely life." If you go to persuade you, the royal brother likes you so much, he will definitely listen to you. β
Mu Yi said: "Gu Xiaoqi, do you really not understand or pretend not to understand, I am a princess who became a monk halfway, and it is impossible to meddle in your state affairs." You might as well beg Ying Zhaoyi, she is the person on the tip of your imperial brother's heart. β
Hearing Mu Yi say this, Gu Duan hurriedly got up and prepared to go to Yong'an Palace, which can be regarded as a savior.
Mu Yi stopped him, although he couldn't bear it, he still poured this basin of cold water on his head: "What's the hurry, next month is Ying Zhaoyi's birthday, and it's not too late to ask for it at that time." It's better to think about what kind of gift to please her, maybe she'll help you when she's happy. β
"Yes, yes, you can't ask for someone empty-handed."
"Xiao Qi, I still have to persuade you to be your crown prince well, after all, your imperial brother will not change his mind......" Before Mu Yi finished speaking, Gu Duan rushed out of Zhaoyang Palace after hearing half of it, and went to find a gift for Bu Niannian.
"Why let him rejoice?"
A man walked out from behind the screen, carrying a plate full of standard snacks, walked straight to the table and sat down, put down the plate and poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat.
But this dead child chattered here for a long time and didn't leave, and there was a pot of tea on the table in this room, and he could only watch it but not drink it, and it almost didn't choke him to death.