"Did I just have a dream last night?" Xiao Ling said to herself and pinched her little face.
Yan Ruocheng was awakened by his hesitating voice, hugged him tightly, and asked slowly: "You were kidnapped yesterday, why did they let you go again, and did they do anything to you?"
What?"
When Xiaoling heard her asking, it turned out that what happened last night was not a dream, it was real. He really recognized his father. He couldn't help but slightly raise the corners of his mouth with a smile.
"Mom, I'm asking you about what happened yesterday, why are you still smiling? Were you frightened yesterday?" Yan Ruocheng saw that he was smiling a little strangely, so she touched his face worriedly and asked.
Xiaoling stared at her, thinking silently: If I tell my mother that I saw her father last night, if what my father said is true, my mother will still hate her father. What if she doesn't let me go again?
It would be bad if she went to see her father. No, I can't tell her what happened last night for the time being.
So, he shook his head and lied tactfully and said: "Mom, those people arrested the wrong person yesterday. They thought I was the young master of the enemy. Later they found out that they had arrested the wrong person and sent me back. They didn't do any harm.
I, I am not injured."
"Then do you still remember what they look like?" Yan Ruocheng asked.
"I was blindfolded, mother, don't pursue it any further, I don't have anything to do with it anyway. Let's just let this matter go. Let's get some sleep." Xiaoling buried her head in her arms and pretended to sleep again.
Yan Ruozhen felt that Xiaoling was lying, and things were definitely not as simple as he said. What was the reason that made him refuse to tell the truth?
At noon, she and Huang Fengmo were alone in the room, talking about this matter.
"You said Xiaoling lied? Who is he protecting?" Huang Fengmo said.
"I tried coaxing him to ask this question again, but he just refused to tell the truth. If I continued to ask him, he would get angry." Yan Ruocheng said helplessly.
"If he refuses to talk, if we come to investigate, we won't be able to find any clues. However, one thing is certain, that is, this person wants to arrest Xiao Ling, and Xiao Ling is useful to this person, but why did he let him back?
What? I'm afraid that this person will take action in the future. We can also pretend to sit back and wait for death for the time being and see what tricks this person is playing." Huang Fengmo analyzed it and said with certainty.
"Your Highness, do we really want to sit back and wait for death like this? Is the idea of Xiao Ling related to the affairs in the palace? Someone knows Xiao Ling's identity. I don't know what this person said that made Xiao Ling want to protect him.
Follow him." Yan Ruocheng said suspiciously.
"Don't worry so much. I have ordered the guards to strengthen the defense. I have also told my father about this. Now that Xiao Ling is with my father, and with the Yin Concubine, I guess there is no one who can beat me in martial arts."
She. So if she wants to kidnap Xiao Ling again, she has to go through their hurdle first." Huang Fengmo said.
"Well, Your Highness, you are right. Xiao Ling is safe with them. However, it would be very difficult for me to see Xiao Ling." Yan Ruocheng became extremely angry when he thought of facing Huang Shenhuang's venomous tongue.
Depressed.
"Hey, Ruo Li, you seem to be really afraid of my father. Hasn't he changed his mind about you yet?" Huang Fengmo couldn't help but smile when he heard her depressed tone.
"Change? Your Highness, I have not been lectured by him, which is already the biggest improvement." Yan Ruocheng said with a sigh.
Huang Shenhuang and Xiao Ling were in the study room.
"Master, how do you pronounce this word?" Xiaoling pointed to an unknown word in the book and asked him.
"Difficult means not easy." Huang Shenhuang explained patiently.
"Then it's too difficult for me. I was forced by the master to ask for a sacred book that I couldn't understand. I'm just a little kid." After listening to this, Xiao Ling said inferences.
These words caught the attention of Yin Ying, who was napping next to her. She smiled and said, "You little kid's mind is as smart as your mother's."
"This is not cleverness, this is arrogance. Who said little kids can't read these books? Feng Mo already read these books when he was younger than you. It's a pity that it has become like this now." Huangshen Huangyue said.
, the more I feel regretful.
"Master, my mother often said that tomorrow, as long as there is life, there is hope. Uncle Mo will get better." Xiao Ling said with an innocent smile.
"Then why did you lie to your mother?" Huang Shenhuang suddenly asked. Yan Ruozhen asked him, hoping that he could help find out the truth about Xiao Ling.
"I didn't lie. It's just my mother who has too much heart." Xiaoling insisted on her lie. After saying that, she looked away with a guilty conscience.
"If you're not lying, why are you so shameless and guilty? If you can deceive me, you can't deceive your mother, right?" Huang Shenhuang said.
"You adults are too suspicious, that's why you have so many worries. That's why you age prematurely. That's why Uncle Mo has white hair and is older than you." Xiao Ling said stubbornly, and deliberately changed the subject.
"Feng Mo, does he have white hair?" Huang Shenhuang was surprisingly diverted from the topic again.
"Yes, it grows on the top of his head. My mother just helped him cover it with a hair crown." Xiao Ling strayed from the topic and was still talking nonsense.
In the palace, the eleventh prince Huang Fanqi suffered from wind chill and stridor the night before, which made him feel uncomfortable and bedridden today.
Wang Xiulin shouldn't have cared about him, he was just too busy. Passing by his palace, he stopped by to take a look.
"See you, Queen." When the maids and servants saw her, they all saluted.
"You all go out. Don't come in to disturb me." Wang Xiulin glanced coldly at all the servants present.
The servants obeyed the order and all went out.
After closing the door, she slowly walked to the bed.
Huang Fan'er was resting on the bed, half-drinking the medicinal soup still placed on the high stool.
"If you don't even take medicine, no wonder your condition will get worse." She said to herself.
"Cough, cough..." Huang Fanqian coughed a few times and opened his eyes slightly.
"Sister-in-law, why are you here?" he asked.
"I'm here to tell you what happened last night." Wang Xiulin turned around with his back to him and said.
"Shouldn't we not mention what happened last night?" he asked.
"I have thought about it for a while and may need your help." Wang Xiulin said slowly.
"Need my help? Sister-in-law, what do you want me to do for you? But I don't know if I can help you?" Huang Fan'er slowly sat up and half leaned against the bed and said.
"You can do it. You obey my adoptive father's orders. My orders are almost the same as those of my adoptive father. You also have to obey my orders. Do you understand what I'm talking about?" Wang Xiulin said a little awkwardly.
What she meant was that she actually wanted to tell him to stand on her side.
Huang Fan'er heard that she thought he was a servant and planned to take advantage of him. He was a prince after all, but she regarded him as having a low status, which made him feel irritable. He thought she
She was just unruly and willful, but I didn't expect that she looked down on others. Even him.
"I'm angry that I'm stupid. I don't understand. Sister-in-law, if you have nothing else to do, please go back. I'm not feeling well and I need to rest." Huang Fan'er lay back down and covered himself with the quilt.
Wang Xiulin bit her mouth. She thought he was a smart man, but he was so stupid.
"I hope you can help monitor the Great Emperor Huang Tianchang." She said it clearly herself.
"Why do you want me to do this alone? Ask the Holy One and he will tell you. Why do you have to worry about so many things?" Huang Fan'er turned his back to her and said.
Wang Xiulin said gloomily: "He won't tell me."
Huang Fan'er asked: "Can you tell me why you don't have a good relationship with the Holy Sage?"
Wang Xiulin asked: "If I tell you, you will do what I say."
"If I think it's reasonable, I might help you. If it's not reasonable, I won't help you." He answered calmly.
"Okay. I am hiding this matter, and I feel very suffocated. Your Majesty, he was forced by the Great Emperor to pamper his concubines. It is clear that the harem is governed by me, but this Great Emperor stepped in to cause trouble. I
If the palace tried to stop him, he would say that I was jealous, so it would be much easier to find an outsider to help." Wang Xiulin explained slowly.
After hearing this, Huang Fan'er felt more and more unhappy. She treated him as an outsider instead of just treating him as a servant.
"So you came to me, the eleventh prince in name, to help. Sister-in-law, you think too highly of yourself, don't you? You look down on me."
"I also look down on you. I came to you because I trust you." Wang Xiulin said frankly and cheerfully.
"Trust me?" Huang Fanyi turned around slightly and stared at her.
Wang Xiulin felt a little awkward when he stared at her, so he turned around and said, "Yes, I trust you. That's why I came to you for help. Can't you see that I treat you very well?"
Huang Fan'er didn't feel at all that she treated him particularly well.
"No, I only know now. Didn't I almost get killed by you last night?" Huang Fan'er deliberately teased her.
"I saved you last night, but you turned around and said that it was you who didn't take the medicine, which caused you to have repeated stridor attacks. Speaking of which, you still didn't drink the bowl." Wang Xiulin pointed to the high stool.
Medicine bowl, Xun said.
"It's too bitter, so I won't drink it. However, if you, Emperor's Wife, are willing to feed it to me, maybe I can finish it." Huang Fan'er said a little mischievously.
"This, you are blackmailing me, you are so brave!" Wang Xiulin paused after hearing this, and said fiercely with his hands on his hips.
"How can giving me medicine be considered blackmail? I've contracted the cold, and now I have a headache and fatigue. As the emperor's sister-in-law, it's not a embarrassment for you to take care of me, a relative of the emperor, right?" Huang Fan'er seemed to make a lot of sense.
My skin suddenly became several times thicker.
Wang Xiulin walked over, picked up the medicine bowl, and said, "It's already cold. Do you want your servant to heat it up and bring it back?"
"No, just drink like this." Huang Fan'er was already half-lying down.
"Then you drink." Wang Xiulin rudely brought it to him. This was not called feeding, but calling him to drink.