Bai Juan gradually regained her normal heart, but Zhou Tianyou felt more and more uncomfortable.

Her fingertips were warm and powerful, and where she touched them, they were comfortable.

Suddenly, the fragrance of the ointment gradually spreads, and the unique cooling sensation of mint makes people feel relaxed.

Zhou Tianyou was originally patient, but unconsciously, his frowning eyebrows relaxed, and his mood quietly changed.

He hates people touching his body the most, why is he ...... today?

When his thoughts were getting farther and farther, Bai Juan had already reached out and touched his wrist.

According to the rules explained, she still has to call for him.

Who knows, Zhou Tianyou's eyebrows moved again, and he grabbed her wrist with his backhand. His palm was not large, but it was very powerful, and he grabbed her wrist, completely subconsciously reacting.

Bai Juan groaned slightly, not daring to say that it hurt, but lowered her eyes and explained: "Lord Wang, the slave maid still wants to ask for peace for you." ”

When Zhou Tianyou heard this, he glanced at her again, and then slowly let go of her hand.

He picked up the book on the table again, then reached out his left hand.

Bai Juan checked his pulse, and after a long time, she said in a low voice: "The prince's liver is hot, and he needs to be carefully regulated." ”

After she finished what she had to do, she took a step back and saluted respectfully, "The slave will go and cook the soup for the prince." ”

Zhou Tianyou looked at her deeply and didn't say anything, just let her go.

As soon as Bai Juan walked with her front foot, Zhao Hai followed with her back foot.

"Master, is the white girl serving well?"

Looking up, the master's face was not ugly.

Zhou Tianyou put down the book in his hand and glared at him: "Mouthy!" ”

Zhao Hai hurriedly lowered his head when he heard this, and retreated.

Half an hour later, Bai Juan personally came to Zhou Tianyou with a steaming decoction. "Please use the medicine."

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Tianyou almost grew up in a decoction. The bitter taste of Chinese herbal soup is also what he dislikes the most. However, when Bai Juan brought the boiled decoction to him, he actually smelled a sweet smell.

Zhou Tianyou lowered his eyes, but found that Bai Juan was not bringing a thick black and bitter decoction, but a bowl of clear and delicate soup.

Bai Juan saw him staring, so she said, "This is the medicinal food prepared by the slave maid for the prince." ”

Diet? Zhou Tianyou's eyes were full of suspicion.

"Lord Wang, the people in this soup room have already tried poison."

Was he suspicious of her? She didn't have the guts to make any small moves behind his back.

"Lord Wang, this medicinal food slave has asked the mother. Food and medicine are poisonous, and the prince uses drugs all year round, so he should be more cautious now. The medicinal diet is nourishing, and over time, it will definitely relieve the pain of the prince's body. ”

Bai Juan explained softly, Zhou Tianyou didn't listen when he heard half of it, picked up the bowl, and took a sip: "This king is not sick, nor is he sick. ”

Judging by the tone in which she had just spoken to him, it seemed as if he was a sick man who couldn't help himself.

The taste of the decoction is not bad, it is sweet and fragrant, and it tastes quite smooth.

Zhou Tianyou drank the decoction and said, "You only have one month." Why bother so much? ”

His tone seemed to be contemptuous.

Bai Juan knew her situation very well, and lowered her head again and said: "Whether it is a month or a day, the slave and maid must take care of the prince with their hearts and live up to the trust of the queen mother." ”

Zhou Tianyou chuckled lightly when he heard this, as if he was laughing at her inadequacy.

Whether it was a month or a year, he had made up his mind that sooner or later he would send her back to the palace.

…

As the saying goes, once a son of heaven is a courtier.

The young emperor, who has just ascended the throne, needs most at the moment is to cultivate his cronies.

In the past few days, there has been good news outside the palace that some of the six departments have been promoted.

Regarding the personnel changes in the previous dynasty, Meng Xilan had no intention of interfering too much, and only asked her brother to pay more attention.

The Meng family is the source of the emperor's power, and now in the government and the opposition, almost all the civil and military generals want to have a relationship with the Meng family.

At the door of the Meng family, there are endless cars and horses coming and going every day.

Qiao Huiyun has to entertain at home every day, but there are not one or two.

She has never been so tired, but she doesn't dare to be tired anymore, she will take care of Chuan'er herself every day.

Children always grow up very quickly, and a hundred days pass in a flash.

The child is round and cute, his eyebrows and eyes slowly grow, and he looks very similar to Chu Jingchuan.

Every time Qiao Huiyun held him in his arms, his heart was heavy.

In the evening of that day, Meng Xizhao and several household adults went to the restaurant to drink and came back a little later.

He was full of alcohol, Qiao Huiyun had just coaxed Meng Qingchuan to sleep, and when he saw him like this, he instructed the grandmother beside him: "You guys take Brother Chuan away carefully." ”

As soon as her words fell, Meng Xizhao waved her hand and signaled, "Let him sleep with you." I'll go to the study later. ”

He still had a lot of things on his hands, and besides, he wasn't used to sleeping with a body of alcohol.

The grandmothers hurriedly retreated, and the maids brought tea again.

Meng Xizhao walked to the side of the bed, looked down at Meng Qingchuan who was sleeping, and his eyebrows moved slightly: "This child is too similar to Chu Jingchuan." ”

Qiao Huiyun's heart moved when she heard this, and she only said: "The child is still young, so I can't see it." ”

Meng Xizhao sighed heavily, as if he wanted to speak and stopped.

"When he is five years old, let's send him out of the capital."

After a moment of silence, Meng Xizhao spoke in a deep voice again.

Qiao Huiyun looked up in surprise when she heard this: "How can this be done?" , she ......"

It's sad enough that my own flesh and blood are not around. Wouldn't it be cruel if you couldn't even see each other from a distance of thousands of miles?

Meng Xizhao's eyes were bright, and he muttered: "The reason why Niangniang handed him over to us is that she is already prepared in her heart. ”

"She gave up on him to protect him."

Qiao Huiyun's heart was sour when she heard this, she lowered her head and held back her tears and said, "In this case, while the child is still young, I will take him to see Niangniang." ”

Meng Xizhao said resolutely: "No, absolutely not." Qingyun and Qingrong can go, but our Qingchuan can't go! ”

Nominally, he was just a concubine son, and he shouldn't have had such an opportunity.

Qiao Huiyun frowned slightly: "Even if you just let the mother take a look......

Meng Xilan understood his wife's hard work, pressed her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, there will always be a chance." ”

Separation of flesh and blood, even if cruel, but as long as their mother and son can be safe, it is more important than anything else.

…

On this day, Meng Xilan came to see Zhou Youchen, with only high welfare around her, but no Jiao Changqing.

Summer is approaching in a flash, the courtyard is full of all kinds of flowers, and the main hall is still silent, and the palace people are all standing with their hands down, their eyes staring at a certain place on the ground, as if they have lost focus.

Zhou Youchen sat there with his back to Meng Xilan, his long hair was scattered, and he looked very inappropriate.

"Go get a comb."

Gao Fuli raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "Niangniang, let's let the slave come." ”

Meng Xilan shook her head: "It's better to come to this palace." The palace hasn't combed the emperor's hair for a long time. ”

Gao Fuli hurriedly took a peach wood comb and handed it to the master.

Meng Xilan walked slowly behind Zhou Youchen, gently smoothed his hair, and combed him for him.

Zhou Youchen was motionless, as if he was unconscious.

Meng Xilan stood behind him, but suddenly had the urge to talk.

"Chen'er, do you remember the first time I brushed your hair? You were a kid then, a stubborn kid. The way you stare at people is really scary. ”

Gao Fuli saw that his master had something to say, so he took a few steps back and avoided it slightly.

Meng Xilan combed Zhou Youchen's long hair one by one, and her thoughts drifted farther and farther.

"Time flies, you see you have gray hair now."

Meng Xilan gently picked up a white hair with her fingertips, and then plucked it out.

This subtle pain caused Zhou Youchen's reaction. He slowly turned his head and glanced at Meng Xilan. The dull gaze and stiff expression make people feel sad.

Meng Xilan pursed her lips and smiled, directly reached out and gently stroked his face.

"Look at now, I'm old, you're old, but we're still together."

Zhou Youchen turned his head silently again, and continued to look out the window in a daze.

Meng Xilan lowered her eyes, then put down the comb and gently hugged him from behind.

This hug, gentle and short.

Meng Xilan combed Zhou Youchen's hair and left.

Gao Fuli followed all the way out and asked, "Good and decent, why is the mother so sad?" ”

Meng Xilan said lightly: "Looking at his appearance, how can the heart of this palace feel good?" ”

Watch what you build with your own hands and see it destroyed.

Gao Fuli held her hand, bowed his head and said, "Then Niangniang, the slave will tell you something happy." ”

Meng Xilan raised her eyebrows slightly: "I'm happy, let's hear about it." ”

"What Niangniang told the minions to do before, the minions have been deployed."

Meng Xilan smiled: "You are fast." ”

"For the sake of sharing the worries of the mother, the slave never dares to slack off!" Gao Fuli slowly slowed down, and then asked, "Niangniang, after everything is ready, who are you going to check first?" ”

Meng Xilan's eyes flashed slightly: "Zhou Youping." ”

She coldly spit out these three words, causing Gao Fuli to be slightly surprised.

"...... Zhou Youping has been a commoner for many years......"

Meng Xilan looked over the high city wall and looked into the distance. "It's been a long time since I've heard from him."

There is no remnant force behind Zhou Youping, he is really just an ordinary ordinary person now. But before, too many things happened inside and outside the capital, and his news was cut off......

Meng Xilan didn't care about what to do with him, she just thought about it for the sake of worry-free, and she also wanted to know how he was now?

"The slave understands, and the slave must find out."

Meng Xilan took a deep breath and said, "Not only him, but our long-lived uncles and princes, you also have to keep an eye on this palace." ”

They used to disobey Zhou Youchen, and now they may not obey Changsheng.

"Niangniang, the minions arranged eyeliner on their house early in the morning. They're all very still. ”

Gao Welfare is full of confidence, outside the capital, he doesn't dare to say it, but everything in the capital, even if it is a trivial matter of sesame mung beans, he can't hide his eyeliner.

"Just keep an eye on it." Meng Xilan continued to walk forward, and asked again: "How is Chu Ansheng doing?" ”

She was still worried about him.

Gao Fuli's eyes sank, and he said, "These days, the minions have been training him. ”

He seems to be a bit evasive. Blur a few things.

Meng Xilan looked at him: "He's still a child, don't make it difficult for you." ”

Gao Fuli sighed: "The slave knows." It's just that some necessary training is indispensable. ”

"You're not going to let him go to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, are you?"

Gao Fuli hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this: "Niangniang is really amazing." ”

Meng Xilan's face was a little solemn: "Don't be too cruel to him!" ”

Gao Fuli nodded hurriedly: "Don't worry, the slave knows the right thing." ”

He asked Chu Ansheng to go to the prison of the Criminal Department, just to let him see how to torture others. Although Chu Ansheng is the son of a military general, he will only kill the enemy on the battlefield, but he will not torture a person.

He couldn't have learned before, but now he has to learn.

After Gao Welfare sent off his mother, he changed into civilian clothes and walked around the palace.

He came to the prison of the Criminal Department, entered the inner cell, and saw Chu Ansheng who was leaning over and vomiting after walking a few steps.

His face was very unsightly, even pale.

Gao Fuli shook his head secretly, and then stepped forward: "If you are unwell, then go back to the palace first." ”

Chu Ansheng looked up at him, his eyes were cold: "Why do you want me here?" It's hell here. ”

The wails upset him, and the miserable things he shouldn't have seen.

Gao Fuli looked at him deeply: "This is not hell, this is a place where people can tell secrets, tell everything, and make a person the most honest." ”