Chapter 49: Did You Pick Up the Little Bell?
"Can you still be bullied? Didn't Dad explain to you, how many people are staring at the general's orphans? How did you get into a conflict with her in the open? Leaving people to talk to you is not good for you. β
"My daughter knows!" Fang Yuanyuan sighed and muttered quietly. "The daughter stepped back first."
"Go ahead!" Mrs. Fang picked up the booklet on the desk again.
Fang Yuanyuan blessed her body and left the study with the maid.
As soon as he left the house, he was invited to the carriage not far away by the maid who was waiting.
Fang Yuanyuan got into the carriage with a displeased face, and before she could speak, she heard Yue Ling'er's apology: "Sister Yuanyuan, I'm really embarrassed, I originally wanted to invite you to come over the house, but I'm really too worried about my sister, after all, if you accidentally offend such a big thing as King Ming, you will lose your life, so I am in a hurry to come and pick up my sister in person." β
Fang Yuanyuan looked puzzled, "How did Yue Qingran provoke King Ming?" β
Yue Ling'er covered her lips in surprise, "Sister Yuanyuan, don't you know yet?" Today, this matter has been spread all over, after all, a sister, even if she had a lot of mistakes before, but now that something has happened, I, as a sister, are also worried, but people are soft-spoken, and they can't enter the Ming Wangfu, so I thought that the people in the Ming Wangfu may sell Yuanyuan's sister a few thin noodles. β
Fang Yuanyuan raised her chin arrogantly, "That is, King Ming is the youngest of all the children of the Emperor Taishang, and he and I have grown up with several princes since childhood, so naturally I can speak a few words." β
Yue Ling'er hurriedly patted her ass, "My sister will know that she is looking for the right person." β
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At this time, the dark villageββ
The little bell quickly spread out the recently dried medicinal herbs, and before Grandpa could come back from the tavern, he ran to the intersection alone, stretching his head in anticipation.
"Why hasn't my sister come yet? Nothing will happen, right? Little Bell's face was full of worry.
The evil old man was content to hold the wine gourd, carefully opened the lid, sniffed deeply, raised his head and poured a sip, the wine droplets slipped from between his beards, and smashed his mouth with satisfaction.
When I returned to the medicine stall and didn't see the little bell, I hung the wine gourd back on the cane, frowned and looked around, "Where did this dead girl go?" β
When he saw the familiar little figure lying in the corner, he walked over quickly and slapped the back of the little bell on the back of the head mercilessly.
"Ahh Who? The little bell was in pain and jumped up holding her head.
"Bad old man, are you dead? Did you pick it up after all? β
The evil old man's eyes lit up, he tilted his head and plucked out his ears, his expression was very serious, "Little bell, you are also two or three years old, you have grown up, and there are some things that grandpa should tell you." β
The little bell was stunned, forgetting the pain, and looked at the evil old man in disbelief, "I really picked it up?" Not your own granddaughter? β
The evil old man wiped the tears that didn't exist from the corners of his eyes and nodded.
Little Bell had some suspicion in his eyes and took a few steps back, "Are you lying to me?" β
"Hey!" The evil old man sighed heavily, "I hope this is fake, too. β
The little bell couldn't find a flaw in the evil old man's face, his eyes were slightly red, and he still didn't want to believe it.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the evil old man smiled smugly at the corner of his mouth, and when the little bell was distracted, a chestnut knocked on the door of the little bell's head, grabbed her ears and walked to the stall.
"Stinky girl, I hope I picked it up, I think your father and mother were gentle people when they were alive, and the child born to reason should also be a sweet and glutinous little dumpling, why did you give birth to a little pepper?"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts! Stinky old man, you lied to me again? What happened to me Pepper? Little Pepper is also inherited from your old Pepper. The little bell was annoyed, and grabbed at the evil old man with his teeth and claws.
An old man and a young man sat side by side on a low chair, holding their faces with their hands on their laps, and their movements were surprisingly consistent, as if carved out of a mold.
Looking at the crowd of people coming and going in front of him, Xiao Ling said worriedly: "Grandpa, how many days did you say that my sister hasn't come?" Will something happen to her? β
The evil old man was disdainful, "My sister and sister are so affectionate, I haven't seen you call your grandfather so sweet, and how long have you known each other?" There is a little girl, and outsiders need to be careful. β
The little bell gave the evil old man a blank look, "Do you think I'm you?" Old eyes dizzy? My eyes are good, my sister is a good person, and she is no one else, we are good friends. β
The evil old man stood up with his cane, "Okay! You can't say that you have that little mouth, you just wait slowly, don't run around anymore when you look at the stalls, and let me go shopping again to see if there are any new things. β
The little bell hurriedly grabbed the hem of the evil old man's clothes, "Grandpa, why don't we go find my sister?" β
The evil old man's face was full of displeasure, "Where can I find it?" Do you know her name? Where does your home come from? What does it look like? β
The little bell choked, paused for a moment, and hurriedly said after thinking of something, "By the way, you can go to Lingpu Tower!" β
The evil old man looked at the little bell with a foolish look, "I don't know the rules of the dark village?" If it was so easy to find out the identities of the people who came and went, would the dark village still have today's situation? β
Little Bell thought about it, "Okay, then wait, my sister promised to spend her birthday with me." β
The evil old man shook his head helplessly, lifted the rabbit skin hat on his head, and submerged into the crowd with his crutches.
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Chu Junmo had fallen into a dream since he fell into a coma, and in the dream he relived his unbearable childhood, but perhaps because he was disabled and was the youngest prince, he survived the court struggle.
The scenes that came to his dreams were the disgusted faces of those people, and he once again twisted their necks with his own hands.
"Old Wu, how's it going?" Steward Qiu asked worriedly.
Wu Lao shook his head, "The poison in the prince's body has been temporarily suppressed, but it can't be completely controlled, there will be a possibility of outbreak at any time, and it can't be easily detoxified now, even if one of them is solved, the other poison will immediately spread to every corner of the prince's body, and he will be killed immediately, and he will have to find another way." β
Steward Qiu's legs were weak and he knelt on the ground, "How come?" The prince is a rich and noble person, how can this little poison be so serious for the prince? β
Wu Lao only thought that Steward Qiu was the protector, and sighed and comforted: "Steward Qiu doesn't have to worry too much, if the prince can wake up smoothly within three days, there is still hope for everything, if he can't wake upββ"
Even if he didn't say the rest of the words, Steward Qiu knew what he meant, his face was incredulous, and he covered his old face and cried bitterly, "Lord Wang, let the old slave die for you, you must wake up, the palace still has to be watched by you, what is the palace called without the prince?" β