Concubine Yuan's fingers paused, and then combed again.

"He called me a liar and wanted to kill me......"

"King!" Concubine Yuan Defei interrupted softly: "Don't worry, King Qi is dead." ”

Ma Xisheng sat up straight at this time, and looked at Concubine Yuan Defei with red eyes: "No, they came to me and asked me to paint his portrait, saying that they suspected that there was someone in Shu who was him." ”

Concubine Yuan Defei's eyebrows raised: "You have already painted?" ”

"Not yet, I said daytime painting, mother, you say...... Do I draw? ”

Yuan Defei's eyebrows drooped: "Why do you ask that?" You...... Don't you want to paint? ”

"I don't know ......" Ma Xisheng was a little irritable, more hesitant: "Mother, the treasure rules...... Actually, it won't affect my royal power, right? ”

"Pray that the king is missing, or dead, or as you said in Shudi, will a missing person still have courtiers in mind? A person who is far away from the state of Chu, he has no possibility of affecting your royal power at all. ”

Ma Xisheng immediately slackened his shoulders: "Since the concubine said so, then I won't paint." ”

"If you don't draw, how can you do it?" Yuan Defei frowned slightly and said, "You don't have to draw it very similarly." ”

Ma Xi nodded in vain, and at this time, Concubine Yuan De clasped her hands together: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, the king is generous and benevolent, and God will take care of you." ”

"That's what it doesn't do. Actually, I just want to sleep soundly and not have nightmares at night. After Ma Xisheng finished speaking, he looked at Concubine Yuan De: "Tonight, can I sleep here?" Since I became a prince, I haven't been able to ...... anymore."

Concubine Yuan Defei smiled and patted her leg and opened her arms to him.

Ma Xisheng immediately fell down happily like a child who had received candy, pillowed Yuan Defei's legs, and then closed his eyes.

Concubine Yuan Defei's hand continued to comb his hair unhurriedly, but the smile on her face slowly dissipated, and she looked at Ma Xi and sighed softly, her expression was stunned.

……

Zhao Jichang stood at the door of the side hall with his clothes draped, looking at the little eunuch who hurriedly came to report: "Stayed over there?"

"Yes."

"Staring."

The little eunuch left in response, Zhao Jichang closed the door of the palace, and turned back to the couch, where the masked man in black was sitting upright.

"Is something wrong?"

Zhao Jichang stepped forward with a smile: "It's nothing, it's just that someone is childish, crying and making trouble." He said and leaned closer: "You stay with me, safe, and tomorrow I will have someone bring you the painting." ”

"Okay."

……

The wind and the sun were beautiful, and Concubine Yuan Defei went to the small garden behind the palace to hang out after Ma Xisheng went to discuss and listen to the government.

As she walked, she saw the irrepressible joy on Danqing's face, and asked curiously, "Is there anything good?" Look you're happy. ”

"The slave is happy for you!"

"Me? How so? ”

"The king came to look for you in the middle of the night, he still thought of you in his heart, and he didn't leave until this morning, and Niangniang must feel very relieved!"

Concubine Yuan Defei was stunned, stretched out her hand and pulled a flower leaf, and sighed: "You say, how long has the king not been like this?" ”

"Three and a half years! Speaking of this, this is also a puzzled thing in the hearts of the slave maid, when the king was good, why did you suddenly ask him to move to the palace to live, and he was not allowed to run to you every day? ”

The corners of Concubine Yuan Defei's mouth twitched slightly: "If he wants to become the prince of Chu State, he naturally can't still be like a child." Although the first king favored me and intended him to be the prince, he was not the eldest son, and if I took the lead for him in everything, those ministers would also criticize him, and there would only be disadvantages to him, so it was naturally better to alienate him. ”

"Niangniang, you are really well-intentioned!"

Concubine Yuan Defei chuckled, grabbed a flower and sniffed it on the tip of her nose.

"Niangniang, to be honest, I haven't seen the king get close to you all these years, and the slave is very uncomfortable, but last night I saw that the king was still worried about Niangniang in his heart, but I felt that Niangniang's hard work was not in vain!"

"Whether it was in vain, who knows?" Concubine Yuan Defei let go of the flower in her hand: "I hope he lives up to my expectations!" ”

"! The king is already the king of Chu! ”

"But...... The foundation laid by the first king, but I don't know if I can keep it! ”

"Mother's ......"

"Alright, let's not talk about that, it's a good day, go and put my piano in the garden."

Danqing left in response, and Concubine Yuan Defei looked up at the sky, her eyes were deep and she was not happy.

The sound of the piano is meandering.

Incense seals burned.

Concubine Yuan Defei sat and lay in the sea of flowers playing the piano, and Danqing stood not far away and waited quietly.

Agile hands, wabbling and jumping on the strings; The beautiful eyes are smiling and charming, and they are fascinated.

At this moment, Concubine Yuan Defei seemed to be immersed in the joy of stroking the qin, but in fact, what she recalled in her mind was a scene from the past.

At that time, the king had not gone, but he was already sick.

Although he is old in his twilight years, he still often shares the piano with her.

That day, Ma Yin hugged her, and the two held a piano with four hands, and the tune was tactful, and they were affectionate and smiling.

However, the commotion came, ruining the love of the two.

The eldest son, Ma Xizhen, ignored the obstacles, rushed straight to the two of them, knelt in front of him with a book and watch in his hand, and did not say a word.

Ma Yin looked at Ma Xizhen in surprise, or she looked at Ma Xizhen's distracted appearance, stepped forward and took the book sheet and handed it to Ma Yin's hands.

After Ma Yin saw it, he angrily threw his book on the ground: "You want to resign and become a Taoist priest?" ”

"Yes."

"Are you threatening Lone?"

"Yes."

A word and a knife made Ma Yin stare at Ma Xizhen as if he was choking, and it was difficult to speak.

"The son is the eldest son, and the position of the son should belong to the son, but the father gave the waste to Ruone, he is not worthy of being the son of the world, and he is not worthy of inheriting your throne......"

Before Ma Xizhen's anger was finished, Ma Yin was so angry that he slammed the piano to the ground.

A good piano was broken in two when he boarded, and Ma Yin was furious: "As a monarch alone, you have your own judgment, how can you be allowed to put your beak in it!" ”

"Then today, I beg my father to allow my son to enter the Tao, and no one dares to say anything from now on!"

"Okay, it's okay! Lonely should not have you as a son! ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Hard, angry, Ma Yin fell to the ground in anger, and she hurriedly helped him.

At this moment, Ma Xizhen got up and left, unmoved.

Ma Yin was in her arms, gasping, staring angrily at the departing back.

And she watched the long back fade away, and she couldn't help but look apologetic.

Ruone, it was her son Ma Xisheng, the eldest was deposed, and she knew who she owed.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Concubine Yuan Defei couldn't play anymore.

"Niangniang, ...... are you" Danqing looked at Concubine Yuan Defei with a sad expression, and couldn't help but be confused.

"Say, who is the best man in the world?"

"The nicest people...... Bodhisattva? ”

"What about the worst of them?"

Danqing locked her eyebrows, pondered for a moment, and shook her head: "The slave can't answer." ”

"The best person in the world is the mother, who gives life to her child and gives her everything she wants...... Just like you said Bodhisattva, kind, and obedient. ”

"And what about the worst of them?"

"It's still a mother." Concubine Yuan Defei looked at Danqing: "In order to fulfill her son, even if she wants to dig out other people's hearts, she won't blink her eyes, just like a ghost." ”

Danqing was stunned when she heard this, and at this time, Concubine Yuan Defei looked at her and asked, "What kind of mother do you think, what kind of mother am I?" ”