Chapter Forty-Eight
Under the tent over there, when the prince saw Li Wenyao, his eyes slanted, and he was extremely disdainful, and put the gilt wine bottle in his hand on the table, "Seventh brother, you are not in good health for a long time, why don't you take care of it in the palace today, but come to this place with a miasma." ”
With that, the graceful woman beside him leaned into his arms, her beautiful eyes flowing, and she stuffed a green grape into her mouth.
Li Wenyao's face was always the same, they were all so gentle and humble, and he smiled indifferently, "Thank you for your concern, my body is much better today, and I heard that Yixian is suffering from the epidemic, as a child of the royal family, I should naturally come to check ......"
Li Gaotang has never taken his frail and sickly brother to heart, if anyone has the means and power to compete for the throne with him, then this seventh brother can be said to have nothing, and he can't pose any threat at all, but listening to his words today, I feel funny in my heart.
"Seventh brother, it's not me who said, if you don't come to your father, you won't say anything about you, you don't know much about state affairs now, just be idle in the palace, read poems and books every day, enjoy singing and dancing, and be crowned a prince when you are old, it's okay, in case this hard work, and then there are three long and two short, what should this concubine do?" After Li Gaotang finished speaking, Yang Tian laughed twice, and Luo Zhishu and Zhao Fangyu on the side couldn't help but be a little angry.
"What the imperial brother said is that at this time, I should also go back to the palace to drink medicine, so I will leave first." With that, he bowed slightly, and walked away.
When he returned to the palace, Zhao Fangyu couldn't help but complain in the carriage, "This prince is too arrogant, and those words are disrespectful to the Seventh Prince and the Lady Niangniang!" ”
Li Wenyao smiled elegantly, but persuaded him, "Lord Zhao doesn't need to be so angry, the temper of the imperial brother has always been like this, besides, I am just a prince with no identity background, so naturally I shouldn't interfere too much in the government affairs." ”
Everyone fell silent for a while, only to hear the wind outside the carriage and horse hunting, the weather slowly darkened a little, Jiang country is located in the northwest, the winter is faster and longer than other countries, nearly two or three months, the city and outside the city are foggy, cold.
Luo Zhishu stretched out a broad and powerful hand, gently patted Li Wenyao's thin shoulder, and said with a smile, "The Seventh Prince doesn't have to be so discouraged, we just need to do our part, and the rest depends on the will of heaven." ”
The meaning in this sentence is profound, and several people in the car must know it, but Li Wenyao is the only one, who just lifted the curtain lightly, and looked at the wind and fallen leaves calmly.
He is still young-fledged, and he is not qualified to participate in this bloody storm, and his only wish is that his mother and concubine can stay away from the danger and keep a happy life forever.
When the carriage and horse came to the palace gate, the guards guarding the city checked the waist card, and then retreated, and Heng Xinyuan and Wan Bingyu said goodbye and went to the suburbs.
After working hard for most of the day, as soon as Li Wenyao returned to the palace, he went to the Luoning Hall of the concubine to say goodbye to his mother.
"Hurry up, hurry up, you don't have to be so polite when you get to me." The concubine hurriedly pulled him, sat on the collapsed futon, and ordered someone to bring all kinds of snacks and a cup of chrysanthemum tea.
With earnest and loving eyes, he stared at him carefully for most of the day, and then he said with some distress, "You haven't come these days, the queen mother is very worried, I heard that you went to Yixian to check the epidemic, and I am even more worried, now I see that you seem to have lost a lot of weight, is it too hard?" ”
Li Wenyao's eyes were filled with tears, and the calm and elegant that he had been showing in front of Luo Zhishu and others was all changed to obedient in front of the concubine at this moment, "Queen Mother, you don't have to worry about me, the child's physical condition is known by yourself, and there is no big problem." ”
"Rao is like this, you have not been in good health since you were a child, and it is still too dangerous to go to that kind of place......" Concubine Shu's eyes were full of an ordinary mother's concern and worry about her child, she had been in the harem for many years, without rain and grace, and without a prominent status, the only thing that could make her happy was Li Wenyao.
"If the child knows, he won't worry his mother in the future." He showed a childlike smile, picked up a piece of sugar felt from the table, put it in his mouth and chewed it twice, and said with satisfaction, "No matter how good the food in the imperial dining room in this palace is, it is not as good as the mother's here, as long as the child can often eat the snacks from the mother's place, it is enough." ”
Seeing that Li Wenyao was so intimate and sensible, the concubine was slightly moved in her heart, took him into her arms, and said in a deep tone, "Yao'er, you know my thoughts, now that the crown prince is in full swing, the sixteenth prince and the fourth prince are fighting in full swing, you must not be involved...... I just hope you are safe for the rest of your life. ”
"Mother, what the child knows, it's just ......" His eyes flashed slightly, and he just wanted to continue to say something, but he was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he swallowed the words from his mouth again.
At this time, a little palace maid outside the door walked in with a small step of broken flowers and said, "Niangniang, just now Gonggong Li, who was next to the emperor, came to deliver a decree, saying that he would go to the court early tomorrow, and he wanted His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince to go too." ”
The concubine was a little surprised, "Why is this?" ”
Since Li Wenyao was poisoned as a child, his body and bones have not been good, and the emperor has long allowed him not to go to the court, why did he suddenly make such a request tomorrow.
"The slave maid heard from elsewhere that the emperor was going to reward the prince, so he asked His Royal Highness to go." The little palace maid said, bowing her head.
"Oh, that's right, stand down." The concubine straightened her waist, touched Li Wenyao's hair, and looked at him affectionately, "Since that's the case, then you can go, so as not to worry about your father." ”
Li Wenyao nodded meekly, "The child naturally knows that this time the imperial brother has worked very hard to treat the epidemic, and the father will naturally reward him." ”
Shu Concubine showed a look that had already seen everything, and smiled slightly, "As far as I know, Yao'er, a few days ago, you sent someone to the Divine Medicine Valley and picked up a herb, right?" ”
Talking about this mother and son can also be called a heart, Li Wenyao saw that his mother's heart was like a mirror, so he didn't say anything more, picked up the chrysanthemum tea on the table, and took a sip.
"Mother, this chrysanthemum tea must have been cooked by you, it is so clear and mellow, and it has a faint bitter taste, and the child likes it very much."
Shu Concubine's eyebrows and eyes stretched, staring at the few bright chrysanthemums floating in this teacup, and slowly spoke, "In autumn, all the flowers are killed, only the chrysanthemums are in full bloom, and the flowers are like people, so it can be seen that only by keeping the loneliness can we enjoy the long-term." ”
Li Wenyao stood up solemnly and bowed, "The child must firmly remember his mother's words." ”
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