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Su Yi couldn't express what he felt in his heart.
Su Yongzhong was very calm, and his scheming mind quickly filtered out various possibilities. Su Yongzhong suddenly said: "Is the prince's novelty for you over? Why don't you let Lao Liu enter the palace to support you."
Su Yi's face suddenly changed: "I know what to do, don't worry about it!" After saying that, he was about to leave, but then he thought of something and turned back: "Don't take Xiaoliu's mind."
Su Yongzhong looked at his son and said meaningfully: "It depends on your strength."
Su Yi suddenly became angry: "Aren't you afraid that the Su family will have no male heirs in the future? What will others think of you?"
Officials passing by heard Su Yi's raised voice and looked over unconsciously.
Su Yi immediately shut up, turned around and left.
It was no surprise to others that Su Yi was so rebellious that he dared to yell at his father not once or twice. Only the head of the Su family could raise such an uneducated son.
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The cold wind blows through the magnificent palace, and the backyard with small bridges and flowing water is full of flowers that never exist in winter. A beautiful woman with frowning eyebrows is sitting among the flowers, playing boringly out of tune music.
Eight palace maids were adding incense to their master, and countless heaters were placed around them to infuse the warm air around them.
Nowadays, apart from the emperor, the only person with such style in the palace is naturally the newly named concubine. She is dressed in a concubine's palace attire, but only has a small hairpin on her head. Her long hair is half rolled up, and her eyebrows are pretty and charming.
She couldn't help but feel intoxicated. She just sat there leisurely, but compared to the beautiful spring scenery around her.
"Your Majesty, the Emperor has risen and is looking for you everywhere."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Xin turned away from her thoughts in panic, almost knocking over the teacup in her hand, but she instantly regained her composure and said in a low voice: "Really? I'll go over and have a look."
Seeing that her master seemed unhappy, the eldest girl said with a smile: "My Majesty, don't worry. Your Majesty summoned your Majesty's brother to accompany you this afternoon. Your Majesty is very kind to your Majesty. There is no empress in the palace who has such great love from your Majesty."
"Really?" Zhi'er's expression was indifferent, neither smiling nor angry. She exuded indescribable majesty surrounded by everyone. Such a leisurely life was something she had never imagined. She would take off her slave status and visit Enze Ancestral Temple
It made her even more frightened. One moment she was a lowly slave, but at this moment she was enjoying the supreme glory in the world. She didn't know whether it was a blessing or a curse.
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Yin Huo and Song Yanyao, who had just come out of the imperial study, looked at each other in surprise for two seconds before looking away in shock.
Yin Huo really didn't know what the prince was thinking this time. It was not a big deal for the prince to use the Meng family. I believe that Mr. Meng would not dare to challenge the murderous prince. But the prince wants to marry the princess of the desert country. It is incredible! Let's not put it aside for now.
What kind of character is that princess, but...Yin Huo really can't imagine the possibility of the Desert Kingdom agreeing.
Song Yan'an's thoughts were much more complicated. If the prince married a desert princess, no matter how bizarre the princess' life experience was, she would be a high-ranking one in the country. What would his daughter do if she had to settle for a concubine? Song Yan'an couldn't help but worry about his daughter's future.
Yin Huo seemed to see Prime Minister Song's helplessness, and said with relief, "Sir, don't worry, this may not be possible."
Song Yanjie hesitated to speak and looked at Yin Huo, but he knew in his heart that the prince was not a great person, but his heart was ruthless. If he was determined to marry him, no one could stop him.
Yin Huo sighed, what he feared most was that the prince would get angry and use all the strength of the country to make trouble with the desert country. That would be a disaster.
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In the martial arts academy, a new batch of weapons was in place, and the shouts of killing could be heard for hundreds of miles.
Su Yi stood on the high platform, a little absent-minded. Thinking of his father's words, he felt more and more chilled. Although it was not the first time, Xiao Liu was different. Su Yi's impression was that Xiao Liu would always be a child, the younger brother who secretly ran to the ancestral hall to deliver food to him.
Moreover, as his compatriot, he would definitely not let Su Liu come in one day. He should have a future that he did not have, and have a wife that everyone envied, so he should not be involved in the palace.
Su Yi looked at the soldiers below and already had some concerns in his heart. He would not give his father the possibility of Xiaoliu...
After Zhou Tian finished handling the matters at hand, he took Eunuch Lu to Shui Dao Yamen. Zhou Tian thought about it. Even if Su Shui Qu offended someone, he should have just been frightened or imprisoned because of himself. It shouldn't be a big deal.
But when Zhou Tian got off the carriage and saw Su Shuiqu, who was injured and taking charge of official duties, the anger in his heart could not help but rise. Among the crowd, Su Shuiqu supported his waist and leaned against a tree to direct the wooden handling of the windmill, as if he was standing
It was so strenuous that he couldn't help wiping his sweat and his face was extremely pale.
Zhou Tian immediately looked at Eunuch Lu.
Eunuch Lu immediately reported Su Shuiqu's injury, because the prince's face turned ugly and his voice became softer and quieter: "There are many people in Shengdu who want to take the opportunity to cause trouble for Mr. Su. This time someone took action. Although those people did not say support, they did not
The opposition and tacit permission emboldened those people. They all wanted to please their respective masters, so they took heavy action, and Lauri suffered a lot..."
Zhou Tian looked at the inconspicuous Su Shuiqu among the crowd. His thin figure in gray clothes stood in the cold wind like a poor man suffering from hunger and cold. But even so, he still issued orders and personally presided over the construction of water conservancy at the city gate. He
My old wounds have never healed, and now...
Zhou Tian suddenly felt very sorry for Su Shuiqu. Su Shuiqu did not get better treatment for joining him in Shengdu. Instead, he became even busier. Usually, he would inevitably be laughed at for relying on his body to get the upper hand, but he never complained to himself.
, Now, I haven’t seen him make any mistakes. When those people wanted to kill him, he must have never thought of using his identity to threaten others.
Zhou Tian looked at the weak man shivering in the cold wind, feeling as if needles pricking her heart. She was so lucky to have Su Shuiqu work for her, but what right did she have to keep him miserable?
Zhou Tian stopped Eunuch Lu's communication, walked over, took off his cloak, patted him silently, put his arms around his shoulders and leaned against him: "It's cold on the trees."
Su Shuiqu was startled, and the data in his hand almost fell to the ground. He said in surprise: "Prince!"
The surroundings were silent for a moment, and suddenly countless rocks and wooden planks fell down, and panicked sounds of kneeling and trembling were heard: "See the...Prince, the Prince is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!"
Su Shuiqu realized that he had lost his composure and was so apologetic that he didn't know what to do. He hurriedly wanted to break away from the prince's arms and salute the prince, but the wound hurt, and cold sweat covered the tip of his nose: "Weichen Shen...Prince, you, the wound on your face..."
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"It's okay, I rowed it myself." Zhou Tian quickly caught him, looking at his body that was slimmer than expected, with a waist that could be covered with half an arm, Zhou Tian hugged him without saying a word: "Follow me.
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Eunuch Lu quickly took a new cloak and put it on the prince: "Be careful of catching a cold."
"This...Wei Chen is still in office." Su Shuiqu didn't know what to do. He was in the office, how could he just leave immediately: "Your Highness, Wei Chen has finished his work..."
Zhou Tian said directly to Mr. Lu: "Tell me to go down and let Teng Xiu take over." Then he looked back at Su Shuiqu: "Can you shut up?"
Su Shuiqu felt very uncomfortable, especially being half-held by the prince, but the prince just happened to squeeze the wound on his waist, which hurt so much that he couldn't explain clearly.
Eunuch Lu lowered his head and responded. He had already given up hope on the prince's recent aesthetics. He thought that someone would get a blessing in disguise. Anyway, in his eyes, being able to follow the prince was a great blessing.
Zhou Tian directly carried Su Shuiqu into the car.
Su Shuiqu was sweating profusely from the pain, and it fell on the thick breasts and caused secondary damage: "Prince..."
Zhou Tian ordered the carriage to move forward, and looked worriedly at the thin Su Shuiqu. Looking at him up close, he found that he was paler and thinner, with no trace of the fortitude he had when he first arrived. Zhou Tian suddenly became furious and wanted to cut some people into pieces for the first time:
"How are you? Where are you injured? Why don't you ask for help? With me here, no one in Shengdu would dare to hurt you."
When Su Shuiqu heard this, he felt that it was worth it. The prince had so many things to do every day, how could he bother with such trivial matters, not to mention that he was fine: "It is a humble minister to let the prince worry..."
Zhou Tian quickly interrupted him: "Okay, you didn't have so many rules in Heji County before. After staying in Shengdu for a long time, you have learned their pedantry. Let me take a look at your injuries..."
Su Shuiqu instinctively retreated, but his injuries were aggravated, and his forehead was suddenly covered with cold sweat: "The prince has broken Wei Chen, Wei...
Weichen is fine..."
Seeing that he dared to hide, Zhou Tian suddenly felt a little unhappy: "It's not like I haven't given you medicine before. I have to send you back to Heji before you can be bolder. Don't move. I just want to see if you are injured."
Where did it go? The doctor said the wound last time was not cured yet." Zhou Tian took a step forward and slowly untied Su Shuiqu's clothes while Su Shuiqu's face was bleeding with embarrassment.
Only then did Zhou Tian realize that Su Shuiqu was wearing a lot of clothes, but he was too skinny. Zhou Tian peeled off the cover of his shirt, and the bandages on his upper body were shockingly stained with blood. The scars on his waist were all covered with whip marks.
Okay, eighteen kinds of torture seemed to have been used on him. Many wounds were ulcerated and inflamed, and it was obvious that he had not received any treatment.
Zhou Tian let go of her hand with a pale face, looked at the unsightly wounds and then looked at Su Shuiqu who was trying to comfort her, Zhou Tian felt even more uncomfortable.
It was very warm in the car, but Su Shuiqu still hurriedly tried to pull up his clothes: "Prince, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury. It will heal in a few days. Prince, don't worry. The Yan Kingdom is now stable, and the prince shouldn't do it for this."
Little things can shake my heart."
Su Shuiqu looked at Zhou Tian sincerely. He had never overestimated his position in Zhou Tian's heart, and he did not dare to expect the prince to treat him any differently. He was just worried that the prince's young mind would not allow others to touch the things he brought.
And he is still considered a person under the protection of the prince: "Prince, it is actually the fault of the minister. The minister should not ignore it..."
"Stop talking." Zhou Tian gently adjusted Su Shuiqu's clothes and loosened the area where he had touched the wound. He asked his withered and yellow hair, "Does it hurt a lot?"
How could it hurt when the prince cared about it? Su Shuiqu shook his head: "It's just a minor injury."
Zhou Tian was stunned for a moment and raised his head, but seeing that Su Shuiqu really didn't care about it, he couldn't help but feel mixed emotions in his heart. Zhou Tian suddenly whispered: "Why don't you... I transfer you to Mufei..."
When Su Shuiqu heard this, he immediately raised his head in panic and hurriedly knelt down to the prince. The wound on his body was pulled by the excessive movement and he didn't feel the pain: "I beg the prince to take back my life. I wish you."