Chapter 45: The Attacking Prince Fengyi 5
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Porcelain tiles are splashed everywhere.
The tea soaked the corners of the prince's dark robe, which was as dark as dark clouds.
Seeing that the prince was angry, the subordinates rushed to retreat, lest they would escape too late, and they would be taken out by their masters, and their bodies would not be embarrassed.
"Why is Your Highness so worried, why is there such a big anger? Eat a sip of tea to dissipate your anger, it's not worth it if you are angry. ”
The crown princess personally served the new tea and persuaded softly.
The prince had only cleared up for a moment, when he suddenly heard an untimely sneer.
[Stupid X prince, this has been fooled? He deserves to be toyed with by the crown princess! Caused my Xi'er to suffer this catastrophe, I really can't wait to slap him with two big ears! 】
The prince suddenly looked up, and just caught a glimpse of a big white eye, and his heart jumped!
"Stop!"
An Qingxia, who was a few steps behind, paused at his feet, pretended not to hear, and accelerated his pace to withdraw with everyone.
It seems that the prince's mind-reading skills have arrived, and the unboxing experience is quite exciting.
The truth is often the most hurtful, and the prince, who is used to being flattered, will not be angry to ascend to heaven, right?
The measure of the prince of a country cannot be too small, at least it is stronger than the prime minister who can hold the boat in his belly.
Don't all emperors like to be hypocritical, and lament that they are lonely and lonely, and they are too cold to be in a high place? The prince doesn't have this trouble, how happy!
Alas, she will be able to be herself easily in the future.
With her unpretentious beauty and unpretentious true temperament, what a different mudslide she is!
Blessed is the prince.
An Qingxia closed the door considerately, and caught a glimpse of the prince from the crack in the door and wanted to cover his head to chase after him, but the princess took the person in her arms and took her to the inner room with concern, and the corners of her mouth hooked mockingly.
I wish the prince and his wife, Qin Se and Ming, raise their eyebrows, and give birth to a noble son as soon as possible, so that they don't come out to harm others.
"Come back, it's okay."
An Qingxia Shi Ran went down the steps, lightly swept the two unlucky eggs on duty who were cowering aside and were scared like quails, strolled to the gate of the courtyard, and raised their chins towards the two girls who were supporting each other in the leeward corner, and did not take the cloak handed by Brother Parrot, and stepped over the threshold first.
"Let's wear the cherry, don't catch the wind and cold again, and get sick."
The cherry wraps the crane on the body, a heart is hot and hot, where do you care what it kills the autumn wind!
"Miss, the slave doesn't."
She explained anxiously, her burning eyes staring at the back of the lotus in front of her.
"I'll talk about it later."
An Qingxia didn't look back, An Bu was in the car, and walked back to the small courtyard.
Although the prince's mansion covers a large area, but the master is noble, so that there are many people, and he is assigned to Qian Qingxia, a small Fengyi, so he has to have a narrow courtyard with no name in the corner, but it is better to be clean.
The prince has been in the mansion for five years, and the wives and concubines are complete, and it is not uncommon to have more children.
The son born to Qian Qingxia was not a long-term son, and he was completely ignored.
The backyard of the prince's mansion is full of radishes and pits, so even if Qian Qingxia has a meritorious child, his rank still has not been promoted.
Whoever called her mother's family not to do it, no one could do it, so she had to be her honor honestly.
If she didn't protect her son this time and broke the blood of the Heavenly Family, she would have died.
I don't know how many people outside are staring at her seat, cutting their heads and trying to squeeze into the prince's mansion, but there is no way!
An Qingxia instructed Brother Parrot to take care of the cherries, and it didn't take much trouble to send someone to ask for a doctor, but if he couldn't invite him, he would be stumbled and beaten upside down.
It's better to try your luck at her cheap son.
After all, that kid has a noble status, even if his mother is not favored, he is also a dragon son and a phoenix grandson, and everyone in the house has to take care of it.
In the name of the little emperor's grandson, he asked for a few pairs of wound medicine, and forgave those house doctors who did not dare to be accommodating.
It just so happened that the crown princess was busy serving the prince at this time, which was just convenient for her to act.
An Qingxia had a small abacus in her heart, baked the charcoal basin for a while, and dissipated all the cold on her body, and then lifted the door curtain and entered the east room.
The east room was hot, two charcoal basins were burning, the doors and windows were tightly closed and impermeable, and the medicine in the room almost smoked An Qingxia.
An Qingxia frowned, looked at the cub who was sleeping on the bed with a red face, and then looked at the old mother who was sitting on the pedal, her hand and forehead were sleepy.
The house was spotlessly clean, incense was burning, and the smell was unpleasant.
An Qingxia walked to the side of the bed with bated breath, stretched out her hand to test the little guy's head, the tentacles were warm and not hot, so she was a little relieved.
"Mother."
The little one was not sleeping peacefully, and when he opened his eyes and saw her, he called softly, and stretched out his hand to hug her with a smile.
The old lady guarding the bedside woke up at this time, and immediately turned sideways to protect the little master on the bed, and when she saw that An Qingxia was coming, she breathed a sigh of relief and got up with a thump on her back.
"The girl is back? What did the crown princess just call you? The cherry girl didn't know where the wild had gone, and I didn't dare to leave half a step away from the little master alone, and I kept thinking about it in my heart. ”
An Qingxia saw that her eyes were dark blue, her hair was meticulously combed, but her face was full of tiredness that could not be concealed, her eyes were tough and concerned, and she had a good feeling in her heart.
Coupled with the fact that she spoke affectionately, and called herself a girl, and the client dared to leave her seriously ill son in her care, she knew that this old lady could definitely be trusted.
An Qingxia smiled at the old mother, hugged her eyes and waited for her son with the quilt, and turned back to the west bedroom.
"Mama opened the window of this house to disperse the smell, and the good people are about to be smoked."
The old mother still wanted to persuade An Qingxia to go out of the house with the child in her arms, and turned around and gave another order through the door.
"Mama opened the window, and then ran in person, invited the house doctor, and asked Xi'er for another pulse; By the way, I asked for two pairs of trauma medicine, and I said that I accidentally fell, as if I had hit my muscles and bones, and asked him to bring the medicine quickly. ”
When the old lady heard this, she was anxious to check her injuries.
Even if An Qingxia didn't have mind reading skills, she could feel the old grandmother's sincere concern for her, and she vaguely seemed to have seen Zhao Lao Niang in the previous world again.
"Don't worry, Mama, I'm fine, the medicine is for Cherry."
Where can Mama Zhao rest assured!
An Qingxia took her son back to the Westinghouse, briefly told her about the cherry being beaten to the board, and urged her to hurry up and ask for a doctor.
"These black-hearted ones."
Mama Zhao scolded in a low voice, and uneasily called out to the mother-in-law who was in charge of sprinkling and sweeping outside to wait outside, listening to the master's instructions, and then hurriedly took the silver money and went to the front yard to ask for a doctor.
"Mother."
The child's eyes were shining at her, obediently and skillfully wrapped in the quilt, like a little silkworm chrysalis.
"Hey."
An Qingxia agreed, rummaged through the cabinet and found a little tiger cotton pants and cotton jacket, put it on the smoked cage, and then put it on for the little guy when it was cold.
"Is my mother well?"
The little one stared intently at her busy work, and asked in a milky voice.
An Qingxia poured him a glass of warm water to drink, lowered her voice and replied with a smile: "Okay, you can go so far with Xi'er." ”
The little guy had a smile in both eyes, and drank water from her hand, as if she was drinking some kind of elixir and jade dew, which was so well-behaved that it made people soft-hearted.