Chapter Twenty-Three: Let's Play
Mo Yao has been very melancholy lately.
Since the rolling incident and his mother were reprimanded by his father and the emperor, the mother's attitude towards him is no longer as obedient as before.
When he came back from Ronghua Palace that day, the mother concubine locked him in the palace with a gloomy face, and he began to think that the mother concubine was just angry, and he would be fine when he woke up.
Now more than half a month has passed, and he is about to grow hair in the temple.
The two little girls in the side hall next door are not righteous, they have never come to visit him once in the past for so long, and he eats and sleeps every day, which is really boring.
As usual, he disdains to play with two girls, after all, riding a bamboo horse alone and playing with a wooden sword is also very fragrant.
But now that I'm isolated alone, I occasionally hear laughter like silver bells outside, and I suddenly feel that it seems good to play with them.
"Mother, I want to go out and play."
After breakfast that day, the laughter of the two sisters came from next door, and Mo Yao couldn't hold it back.
"Don't go, isn't it shameful enough?"
Although the emperor scolded fiercely that day, Concubine Ruan realized that she had indeed used her son to be unseemly before, and she learned from the pain and determined to resolutely discipline him strictly in the future.
Yao'er is the prince, and if there is a chance in the future, she naturally wants him to compete for that position.
"Mother, I know it's wrong, just let me out!"
Mo Yao said that he was about to cry again, but after seeing the rattan in his mother's hand, he held back his tears.
Forget it, it seems that crying is not working.
"Obediently memorize the disciple rules today, don't even think about anything else!"
Mo Yao turned over the book in his hand with a bitter face, he was not enlightened, he didn't know a few big characters, and he couldn't memorize it even if he was killed!
I haven't heard much of the movement of those two girls on weekdays, why do you think they laugh so loudly today?
couldn't help but lie on the crack of the door and look out, Mo Ying Mo Hong was holding hands, talking and laughing passing by the door of the main hall, it seemed that he was going out.
It's like a cat's paw, I don't know what they're going to do?
Are you going to find Mochen?
"Niangniang, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent autumn materials today, do you want to go and see for yourself?"
"Now that you're here, let's go and see!"
In previous years, the palace concubine's clothing system was ordered and sent by the Shangfu Division, but this year, because Concubine Rong thought that the style made by the Shangfu Division was not good enough, she asked the emperor for permission to let the Internal Affairs Office send the fabric directly, and they sewed the clothes themselves.
Other palace concubines followed suit, and the emperor simply issued a direct decree and ordered the Internal Affairs Office to distribute the cloth uniformly and cut it by each palace itself.
Concubine Ruan sneered in her heart, this Concubine Rong was pampered and arrogant, and she only cared about showing her favor with this move, but she forgot that cutting palace clothes is very oily, and now she said a word, so that Shangfu Si lost a lot of fat meat, and it is strange that people do not hold grudges!
She is happy to see this kind of situation, not only can she get her own light, but she can also sit and watch Concubine Rong make enemies, and she can't help but feel good.
When he turned around and saw his son picking up the crack in the door, he waved his hand and said, "Go if you want, but you can't play for too long, come back on time before the time, don't delay lunch!" ”
"Thank you, Princess!"
Seeing that the concubine was gracious, Mo Yao rushed out like a loose little wild horse, for fear that she would regret it.
"Run slower! Quick, you guys hurry up and follow the Third Highness! Don't let him get into trouble again! ”
Mo Yao followed the backs of the two Mo Ying sisters, and the little face that ran was red, and he shouted at them from afar: "Hey! Wait for me! Wait for me! ”
When the two heard the shouts behind them, they couldn't help but panic.
Especially Mo Hong, he sued his third brother in front of his father that day, shouldn't he have come specifically to seek revenge on himself?
"Sister, let's run!"
For fear of being caught up by Mo Yao, Mo Hong threw off his short legs and ran fast, Mo Ying was pulled by her, looked back from time to time, and stomped Mo Yao's feet in a hurry.
"Hey! I said let you wait, do you hear me! ”
After all, they were boys, and they were older than them, and soon the sisters were blocked by Mo Yao.
Mo Ying had the courage to block Mo Hong behind her, and asked weakly: "Third brother, do you have anything to do with us?" ”
Mo Yao snorted and gasped, and suddenly pointed his finger at the two, causing them to take a few steps back.
"Where are you going? I'll go with you! ”
Seeing that they were silent, they were a little irritable: "What do I ask you to say!" I was laughing so loudly just now, how did I become dumb now? ”
Mo Hong stuck out his head behind his sister and said, "Are we going to play with Concubine Rong, and the third brother is going too?" ”
After all, he was making trouble in Ronghua Palace that day.
Mo Yao was really a little hesitant, and Mo Hong said again: "If the third brother doesn't go, please let go." ”
"Who said I wasn't going?! Isn't it Ronghua Palace? Walk! I'll go first! ”
Thinking that Mo Hong looked down on him, Mo Yao stiffened his neck and walked in front with his head held high.
Although he is indeed a little weak-hearted, he is a man, and he can't let the two girls look down on him!
Mo Ying and Mo Hong glanced at each other, but they could only follow helplessly.
When Su Xiaojiu opened the door, he found that there were three small balls standing outside today.
Especially the first one, which surprised her.
"Your Royal Highness? You're here too? ”
I can't help but have a headache, isn't this kid grounded, why was he released again?
And he came to Ronghua Palace, don't make any moths.
When Mo Yao saw her, the momentum just now disappeared all of a sudden, and he stood outside the door a little embarrassed and didn't speak.
Mo Hong stepped forward and said softly: "Sister Jiujiu, the third brother wants to play with us today, is it okay?" ”
She's an adult, so she can't hold a grudge against a child, so it's a big deal that she should be careful when she serves today.
"Of course you can, but you have to say it first, you can't quarrel when you play together, you can't fight, you have to be humble to each other, remember?"
"This prince knows! It's verbose! ”
It was meant to be for him alone, and seeing that he agreed, Su Xiaojiu led the three of them into the hall together.
Concubine Rong was having breakfast, and she was also surprised to see Mo Yao: "Yao'er is also here today?" ”
Mo Yao respectfully saluted: "Mother Rong is good." ”
It was a far cry from that day.
Concubine Rong naturally didn't bother with a little baby, so she stretched out her hand to greet the three of them and asked, "Have you had breakfast?" Do you want to eat with Mother Rong? ”
The two little sisters had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and sat down at the table with cheers.
Since the first time the sisters had breakfast here, Concubine Rong has liked this lively feeling, and simply let them come to eat with her every day.
In this regard, Su Xiaojiu also kindly reminded his own mother, it's not good to dominate other people's daughters every day, right?
Naturally, it ushered in a big look at the beauty: "What good things can you eat with Concubine Zhuang?" The little girl's family, it's not good to be hungry and thin! ”
Although Concubine Zhuang didn't quite adapt to the sudden coldness, she thought that it was always good for her daughter to be loved by Concubine Rong, so she sent her over early every day.
The first time Mo Yao came, he was no more familiar than them, so he stood by and watched, embarrassed to sit down.