Chapter Ninety-Six: Good Feelings
What a sin it is to hurt the tip of Huang Taiji's heart. Tong Guiren's face immediately turned pale, and he couldn't help but discern: "The slave doesn't dare, it's not the slave who did it!" ”
Without self-confession, her discoloration has proved how weak she is.
After a while, Huang Taiji rushed over and squatted down and hugged Suorentu with his own hands, not even looking at her.
"Your Majesty." Tong Guiren trembled and went to the front to argue: "It's really not a minion. ”
"Get out of here!" Huang Taiji only cared about "rubbing" Sorentu's feet, didn't look at it, and pushed it casually.
The strength was very great, and Su Mo'er also leaned to the side, her hand slipped, and when she saw Tong Guiren fall out, she was so frightened that she shouted: "Your Majesty, Tong Guiren has a body!" ”
It was already late, and Tong Guiren fell to the ground, in great pain. In an instant, all the people around him turned to ashes.
Huang Taiji looked up in amazement, and Tong Guiren 'touched' his waist and moaned, humming and crying: "The child is gone, the child is gone!" ”
She felt both angry and aggrieved, and cried so loudly. Such a voice attracted Huang Taiji's attention.
Without the order, Yun Xiang, the personal maid of the Tong nobles, had already trotted to bring the imperial doctor over. Huang Taiji stared at Tong Guiren anxiously for a while, but didn't see anything.
The ground is very clean, there is no trace, I think the child is fine.
So Huang Taiji quickly turned his head, hugged Sorentu, hugged him and said, "Don't be afraid, it's none of your business." ”
"Huang Ama." Although Sorento didn't like it very much, if the child did fall, it would be terrible. However, Huang Taiji's first consideration was his own safety and mood, which was extremely touching.
As for what others think, Huang Taiji doesn't care.
This is the case. Balkan and Bogol were so stunned that they couldn't even 'plug in' a sentence.
What's more, the aggrieved Tong nobles soon lost the "capital" of competing for favor.
At this hour, the chief medical officer on duty in Tai Hospital was not Xu Wenkui. It was Jiang Xingzhou who came.
Jiang Xingzhou is one of the medical officers left by Wu Keshan to Huang Taiji, and he has been sitting on a "cold bench" in the past few months since he entered the palace, and today he actually has a time to "show" his face.
He and Xu Wenkui are both thin and tall. I looked like it from a distance, but when I got closer, I realized that it was different. Jiang Xingzhou loves to smile more, and he will always have a kind face. Before 'touching' the pulse, it was a little fixed.
Tong Guiren was really embarrassed on the ground like a sprinkler, Jiang Xingzhou hurriedly pretended not to see it, and waited for her to be helped up before kneeling down and "touching" a white handkerchief from his sleeve and covering her wrist. Took the pulse.
"How's it going, did you drop it?" Tong Guiren was anxious to lose his solemnity, and actually called it out directly.
It's empty joy, and there is no dragon vein at all. Jiang Xingzhou sighed helplessly and did not reply in person. Instead, he got up and walked a few steps quickly to kneel on the Emperor Taiji.
While kneeling, he knowingly "rubbed" his feet for Sorrentu.
Huang Taiji listened to a few words, his face became more ugly, and with a flick of his sleeves, he actually passed by Tong Guiren coldly, and threw down a sentence: "Ridiculous!" ”
"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Tong Guiren didn't understand what was wrong, but he was very unconvinced when he saw him holding Sorentu and making love.
Jiang Xingzhou ignored her in a timely manner. He walked silently behind Huang Taiji and Sorentu. Meng Guqing occasionally looked back and peeked, and when he saw him so calm, he also felt very admired.
In appearance, Jiang Xingzhou is obviously much more handsome than Xu Wenkui. The eyebrows are as soft as willow leaves, the ivory-white skin color, and the thin lips are very attractive. The eyes are like black pearls, shining brightly.
Such a person is undoubtedly eye-catching, but it's a pity that he is only in his twenties, maybe because he is too young and not so reassuring, Xu Wenkui can never let him come out.
That person, relying on being Huang Taiji's favorite imperial doctor, is actually much bigger than Jiang Xingzhou in front of him. Meng Guqing was a little unconvinced when he thought about it, and coughed slightly.
"Oh, Huang Ama." Sorentu reacted immediately, tugging at Huang Taiji's sleeve: "This person is very good, let him follow me." ”
"I'll give you whatever you want. Think of it as a birthday present for you. Hachi, don't be so scary next time. Huang Taiji knew that he 'kneaded' and 'rubbed' his face, and said lightly: "Fortunately, it's fake, if it's true, what do you let Huang Ama do." ”
Only Sorentu can make Huang Taiji even ignore the "pregnant" concubines and push them casually.
"Thank you, Emperor Amma." Sorentu hugged him gently and smiled: "Huang Ama, I want to go to Prince Zheng's Mansion with Meng Guqing, when will they pick me up?" ”
It must be tomorrow morning, and the eagerness is truly empathetic. Huang Taiji leaned over and picked him up.
After walking for a while, I heard him say again: "Emperor Ama, do you want to hear the story of the 'cross'?" ”
Meng Guqing said it on the road just now, he was very moved, and he also wanted to share it with Huang Taiji.
Huang Taiji had already heard Tang Ruowang mention it many times, but he didn't want to spoil him, so he hurriedly said, "Say it." ”
"Hmm. That's because ......" Sorentu had just spoken, but he saw Xu Wenkui walking hurriedly on the other side.
One step too late, he fell out of favor, he carried the "medicine" box on his back, and came in a hurry, but it was already too late.
Seeing Jiang Xingzhou following behind Huang Taiji, Xu Wenkui's eyes flashed with resentment.
It seems that the open and secret battles between men are not lost to women at all. Huang Taiji understood at a glance, and said, "Xiaoba asked me for a gift, hehe." Wen Kui, I can't bear to give you to him. ”
"Wechen is terrified." Xu Wenkui immediately understood Huang Taiji's warning, hurriedly put away his face, and smiled respectfully: "It is also a blessing to be able to serve the eighth elder brother, in short, it is to serve the emperor." ”
When the new medical officer enters the palace, he must learn the experience and rules under the old medical officer. According to the number of etiquette, Jiang Xingzhou had to call Xu Wenkui a senior brother, and at this time, he answered a little timidly: "Your Majesty, Weichen can't compare to Senior Brother, Weichen doesn't dare." ”
"Since you have received the errand, you should do a good job, and it is enough to concentrate." Huang Taiji turned around to cheer him on.
This is the style of the master, enveloping the new and not forgetting the old. Seeing this, Meng Guqing learned another trick.
was pondering, and suddenly felt that her face was hot, and someone was looking at her. Sorentu leaned sideways, his eyes longing.
He wanted her gift. He's waiting.
Looking at the reluctant appearance of the "little couple", Huang Taiji smiled tacitly, waved his hand, and said, "Little Bachi, you go play first." ”
"Good!" Sorentu happily withdrew. He beckoned to Meng Guqing. Balkan and Bogol were very amusemented and did not follow.
Sorentu and Meng Guqing walked towards Qingning Palace, silent all the way, and only when they stepped into the threshold did they ask a little angrily, "What about my gift?" You're not going to give it to me? ”
"Eighth Brother, haven't I already given it?" Meng Guqing laughed at him for being stingy: "You still want it." ”
"That doesn't count, that's too easy." Although Dong Jiashi and Wuyunzhu were very angry, Sorentu still had special requirements for her: "I want a new gift, so let's do it, you give it to me tomorrow." Don't let me down. ”
"Tomorrow?" Time was too short, Meng Guqing remembered and asked, "That's right." Eighth brother, will you change your clothes tomorrow? ”
"Hmm." Compared with Meng Guqing's princess dress, Sorentu will also change to the "new specifications" that Tang Ruowang explained.
Even if it's the attire of a Western man. Meng Guqing imagined for a moment, and did not debunk it, but smiled expectantly: "Then wait for the eighth elder brother's dress." Tomorrow you will be dazzling. ”
"I'm going to match your clothes." Sorentu raised her hand to 'touch' her dress.
Meng Guqing took a step back and said cautiously: "Don't." "Everyone is watching.
"Remember the lavalier I gave you?" Sorentu looked at her placket and shook his fingers: "It looks good here." ”
"Okay." Just clip it on the placket as an embellishment, this kid's aesthetic is really good. Meng Guqing nodded, also looking forward to tomorrow.
But by tomorrow, she would still be empty-handed.
Sorentu endured all the way, and it wasn't until he went to Prince Zheng's mansion that he said a little unhappily: "Why do you always forget, you don't take me to heart, I will ignore you." ”
"Eighth Elder Brother." It's really a "hairy" boy. Meng Guqing took out the hand pinned behind him and handed a small red box to him: "This is a bow tie, I knotted it myself." ”
"Hmm." Today's Sorentu is indeed dressed as a Westerner, but he only changed his costume when he arrived at the palace.
In this way, how timely this bow tie is.
The black bow tie was shiny and greased, with a proud spirit. Exhilarating.
Meng Guqing personally held the bow tie and put it on for him, and in a look of envy, he clapped his hands first: "It looks good." ”
"Isn't it pretty?" Sorrentu put on this black bow tie, proudly walked to the dressing mirror, narrowed his eyes, but provocatively said, "Weird." ”
The clothes offered by John Tang are more suitable for men to make bedclothes, and Soren looked at it for a while, and finally understood what was wrong, and he was unwilling to wipe his collar, reluctant to take it.
Soon, the subordinates and Barkan praised it very wisely, and even Sutai came near, and praised Meng Guqing as a flower.
"Look, we're so caring, Eighth Brother likes it." Sutai 'touched' Sorentu's shoulder, wishing he could take two bites to show how much he liked him.
"Nothing remarkable, so-so." Sorentu blushed and felt comfortable, but replied awkwardly.
"Okay." Su Tai knew his "sex" and hurriedly beckoned.
The subordinates quit first, leaving the "little couple" to talk to their hearts.
Meng Guqing looked at him and said with a smile: "This material is suitable for making bedclothes, go back and let Saren Mama change it, if it can be changed, my people will discuss it with her, and it will definitely work." ”
"Why don't you say it's your gift bad." Sorentu insisted on saving face, and when he turned around, he saw that she was a little unhappy, and said busily: "I didn't mean that, I like whatever you give." ”
Meng Guqing couldn't help but laugh, and slowly made his eyes moisten, as if he was very aggrieved.
Sorentu was immediately fooled, and explained a little hastily: "I mean as long as you send it, I don't care what it is." ”
Meng Guqing still didn't speak.
So, she heard more from Sorentu.
"Actually, it's okay if you don't send it, I'm very happy as long as I see you every day." Sorentu lowered his head and was very shy: "You have helped me so much, I will remember it in my heart, and I will always remember it." I know that only you, like Huang Ama, will not treat me well for the sake of being a Xiaoba. ”
"How far is forever?" Meng Guqing looked at it funny and wanted to tease him.
"Forever is forever." Sorentu suddenly raised his head very seriously, and he didn't notice it for a moment, and his lips actually hit Meng Guqing's cheek.
Meng Guqing was stunned, and his face suddenly became very hot.
“mua。” I don't know if Sorentu did it on purpose, and then he didn't dodge, but kissed him heavily.
"This is my return gift, thank you, I will always be good to you, well, only good to you." Sorentu looked at her with a smile, his wet eyelashes blinking and earnest. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )
(After the blessing of the clear wear)