Su Qiruo got up and walked out, took the food box and said, "Dinner is as usual, add an extra bowl of honey milk soup."

"yes."

Su Bai didn't see Su Hong's people, and he didn't dare to ask his master what he wanted to ask, so he had to retreat again.

Chu Moyan ate a few snacks and drank a small bowl of porridge, then reluctantly put down the spoon and licked his lips secretly.

The boy's self-concealed actions could not be hidden from Su Qiruo's eyes. Even though he knew that he was still unsatisfied, Su Qiruo did not let anyone give him anything.

I have been accustomed to hunger for so many years, so it is hard to eat too much at once.

"Master, poetry and painting have arrived."

"Let them come in."

"grown ups……"

Looking at the two handsome young men walking from outside, Chu Moyan subconsciously hid his half-exposed wrist under the table.

"You two serve His Highness Ninth bathing and changing clothes. Remember to look at the wounds on his body and apply medicine carefully."

Su Qiruo put the medicine bottle on the table and said to Chu Moyan again,

"These two people are from my house. They will not hurt Your Highness. Can you let them take your Highness to bathe?"

Chu Moyan grabbed his sleeves and pursed his lips and looked at Shiqing and painting, and then looked at Su Qiruo, and nodded for a long time.

Chu Moyan was taken out, and Su Qiruo went to the Qianqing Palace next door.

The little emperor was lying on the desk to study calligraphy, stroke by stroke, extremely serious.

Su Qiruo smiled with relief, fortunately, this child could sit still, and he had already become a bit emperor at a young age.

"grown ups."

The Gong Shixian, who was serving on the side, saw Su Qiruo and hurriedly bowed to salute.

When the young emperor heard the sound, he quickly put down the brush in his hand, looked at Su Qiruo with bright eyes, and then stood up and bowed respectfully to Su Qiruo.

"I've met the Grand Tutor."

"emperor."

Su Qiruo replied with a gift, and then told the little emperor about asking the ninth prince to move out of the cold palace to the Tai Academy.

"Everything is decided by the Grand Tutor."

The little emperor actually doesn’t understand the meaning of the cold palace, and he listens to the Taifu.

As for her brothers, she still doesn't recognize them well.

Because she is the only remaining daughter of the royal family, the late emperor is extremely strict with her on weekdays. She has always been by her side and has no chance to get close to her brothers.

Su Qiruo told the little emperor about this, just to let her know so that someone would not know about it in the future.

Since she made it clear, she didn't stop for a long time and asked the young emperor to rest earlier and left.

The washed Chu Moyan changed into a warm new cotton coat and stood there looking a little helpless.

This dress should have been prepared by the Office of the Internal Affairs for other princes. He was a little fat, making the young man look thinner.

Shiqing stayed in the inner room to wipe his hair, and took a basin of water and walked out.

"How is the injury on the body?"

Su Qiruo was worried that Chu Moyan's leg would be injured, so it would be a little troublesome.

Huayi frowned and said with a distressed heart: "It's all skin trauma, but... it's just that His Highness Ninth's hands, feet and ears are full of frostbite, and his body is also very thin..."

As he said that, his eyes turned red with his paintings.

Although he has been a slave since childhood, the Su family wants to be generous to the servants, and he is the only young master in the mansion, so he has never suffered any hardships.

I thought these princes and daughters were royal relatives and nobles, and their lives were much better than those of them who were slaves.

When he saw the ninth prince's body today, his heart hurt when he saw it.

The whole body was covered in purple, and the legs, which were not as thick as his arms, seemed to be about to break when they touched.

That's His Highness, but he is not as good as the lowest-class servant in the Su Mansion.

"You and Shiqing will stay in the palace to take care of Your Highness Ninth these days!"

Since Chu Moyan was brought to Qingzhu Palace, she could not stay in the palace.

I wanted to wait for Chu Moyan to come out and say goodbye to him, but the palace gate was about to be locked, so she could only leave with Su Bai and Su Hong first, without even having dinner.

As soon as Chu Moyan came out, he looked around looking for Su Qiruo's figure. He had just put out the painting of the bed and came out of the hall and bowed to Chu Moyan.

"The Grand Tutor has left the palace and left slaves to serve Your Highness here. Do you have to have a meal first?"

The young man's bright eyes suddenly lost his spirit, because he had not seen the person he wanted to see, and Chu Moyan didn't even use much of the exquisite dinners he had never seen before.

Huayi also went to the imperial physician on duty to ask for some frostbite medicine to apply to Chu Moyan, then helped Chu Moyan to bed, kneeled beside his couch and tucked the quilt for him.

The bed was full of familiar breath, but Chu Moyan was a little afraid of falling asleep, afraid that it was just a dream.

When he went there, he was still thinking about his father's death day. Because he met the Grand Tutor, he forgot to even put snacks on his father.

"Your Highness has a good sleep, and the injuries on your body will be healed in a few days. If you apply medicine on frostbite, it may cause a little itch. Your Highness must remember not to scratch it with your hands, otherwise you will have scars."

If such a beautiful child has scars on his body, he will be disliked by his wife in the future if he gets married. What a pity!

Thinking of this, Huayi decided that he would take turns to watch the night with Shiqing at night and stare at it carefully.

After all, they grew up in the Su Mansion since childhood. Although poetic and painting are servants, they are as kind as their masters.

"Brother Huayi, I want to go back to the cold palace to have a look."

Chu Moyan whispered, because these two beautiful brothers are the Taifu, and he treats him well, he dares to make a request with greater urgency.

Huayi said, "Your Highness is still worried about placing offerings for your father and king? The lord has ordered someone to go there long ago. You still have injuries on your leg and the snow outside is heavy. It's not good to go out now and wait for tomorrow's slave.

Let's go with you again."

Chu Moyan squeezed the corner of the quilt tightly and nodded obediently, but he felt a little missed by the Taifu in his heart.

How could she be so good? Not only did she save him, but she also sent offerings to her father.

In the future, he will definitely listen to the words of the Taifu and repay the kindness of the Taifu.

Chu Moyan has never slept in such a comfortable bed, nor has he covered such a soft and warm quilt.

The temple was filled with the incense of peace and soon he fell asleep.

He also had a very beautiful dream. In the dream, the father praised him for growing up with a smile, and asked him to study hard with the Grand Tutor.

The next morning, the news that the Grand Tutor brought the Ninth Prince out of the Cold Palace spread throughout the harem.

Those servants didn't care about these things. They were just an unpopular prince. There was no difference where they lived and they couldn't affect them.

The Grand Tutor was ordered by the emperor to take good care of these children, and it was normal for him to take them out of the cold palace.

However, the little princes who often bully Chu Moyan were angry and wanted to beat Chu Moyan again.

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