"These are just mutual benefits. Besides, the person who teases someone first is cheap. Now this person is on the pole for me to beat. If I don't beat her, won't it be an advantage for her?"
Aunt Ma Jia also followed closely and nodded vigorously.
But even though Ma Jiashi said this, she had to admit that what that bitch said really touched her heart.
When the prince was eight months old, his little hands and feet had already developed to be extremely powerful. When the emperor put him on the dragon bed, he could still crawl around very smoothly. The emperor only taught him a few times and he learned to cry "sweat" in a milky voice. "Amma", the emperor was so happy that he was so happy for several days in a row. He praised the prince everywhere in the Forbidden City for his intelligence, agility, and good physical condition. He was a natural born Batulu.
When she was accompanying her at the Qianqing Palace, she also saw the little prince who was extremely lively and active under the age of one. He was as beautiful as a little princess, with a pair of big clear auspicious eyes that revealed aura. He was an excellent child raised by the emperor. Small breast dumplings.
And now her Changsheng is more than eight months old. Not to mention compared with the little prince back then, his physical condition is even not as good as that of his eldest brother Chengrui and fourth brother Saiyinchahun. He is so weak that he sometimes even turns over. I don’t even have the strength, let alone crawling on the bed...
Such immortality made her so scared that she didn't dare to get close to him. Even though he was kept by her side, most of the time she only dared to visit him quietly while he was sleeping.
Even if she filled his crib with cloth tigers for blessing, how could she keep a child with such a poor health...
Thinking of these, Ma Jiashi's originally bright eyes became dim.
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"Master, please rest for a while and get up and have something to eat." Concubine Tong said to Concubine Tong, who was sitting opposite her on a chair in the main hall of Chengqian Palace, her head lowered and concentrating on embroidering dragon patterns on her bright yellow pajamas.
"Put it somewhere first, I just need the last few injections," Tong replied without raising his head.
Hearing what her mistress said, Nanny Tong turned around and called the two maids to come in.
After Tong finished embroidering the last stitch of the dragon's claw, she turned the needle and thread and tied a knot dexterously. She picked up the small scissors on her right hand and carefully cut off the thread at the knot, then stood up. Holding the collar of the shirt with both hands, he shook the pajamas up and down a few times, and smiled with satisfaction as he looked at the vivid five-clawed golden dragon writhing in the auspicious cloud pattern on it.
Then he spread the pajamas flat on the sofa, bent slightly and carefully folded the pajamas, took out a flat rosewood box from the book shelf next to it, and put two layers of fine silk inside. Bu then gently put the neatly folded pajamas inside.
As soon as she walked out of the inner room and sat down at the dining table in the hall, the two little maids who were called in were very discerning. One stood behind her and rubbed her stiff neck, and the other bent down slightly. Give her sore wrists some pressure.
While Tong was turning her neck left and right, she saw Grandma Tong standing across the dining table, looking like she was hesitant to speak, so she curiously asked: "Mammy, do you have anything to say?"
Originally, she was very angry with cousin Xuan Ye yesterday afternoon because he sent Liang Jiugong to break into her palace without any explanation and take away Aunt Sui. The dog slave didn't even give her any reason, which made her so angry.
I was trembling all over, feeling that cousin Xuan Ye was so ruthless, but I never thought that at night, my cousin would actually transfer Aunt Tong to his Chengqian Palace as the steward.
This really surprised her, because Aunt Tong's weight was much heavier than Aunt Sui's.
Although both of them were old men who had served their aunt before, the former stayed in Jingren Palace all the time. Even if her aunt passed away, Grandma Tong was still left in Jingren Palace by cousin Xuan Ye to guard her aunt's palace.
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Thinking that such a powerful person, her cousin, was actually placed in front of her, she lost any anger in her heart. She thought that what her cousin cared about the most was herself. So she thought of quickly giving this person to her cousin from the day she entered the palace.
I will make the pajamas that I made and send them to my cousin as soon as possible.
And later she realized that it was indeed her fault that day. She should not have contradicted her cousin in public and made him lose face in front of so many minions. It was also right for her cousin to punish herself.
Looking at the beaming young master, Nanny Tong didn't know what to say. Although she had only been in contact with this young master for a short day, she could still tell that the young master's feelings for the emperor were really real.
It's very important.
As the hope of the current generation of the Tong family in the harem, the family hopes that there will be a queen who holds palace power, rather than a concubine whose happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy are linked to the emperor.
But as a slave, she couldn't say anything, and she wasn't familiar with this mistress yet. Let's see what happened. Thinking of these, Nanny Tong said directly: "Master, what happened this morning?"
At that time, Wu Ya who lived in the side hall and Ma Jia, the concubine of Zhongcui Palace, had a conflict in the imperial garden for some reason. Mistress Ma Jia punished her severely and made her kneel on the cobblestone road.
It’s been an hour.”
After hearing the name Wu Yashi from Nanny Tong's mouth, the smile on Tong's face, which was originally in a good mood, disappeared.
Although there were rumors in the palace that she was imitating herself in private, but under the same roof, even if she didn't want to admit it, she discovered that this woman was indeed better than herself in some aspects of manners, making her look like her.
It was that beautiful girl who was born in heaven, but she turned into that ugly guy with ridiculous pedantry, so when she heard this person's name, she felt extremely sick in her heart.
Feeling unhappy, and the words she said didn't sound nice, Tong said impatiently: "They are just bitches competing with me for my cousin's favor. It's better to kill each other!"
Aunt Tong, who was standing opposite, choked hard at such a reply. At this time, shouldn't the normal focus of the concubines be to find out why they were pinching each other? After all, Wu Yashi also lives in the house now.
Cheng Qian Palace, no matter how much the young master despises her, what this person represents when he goes out is still the face of Cheng Qian Palace.
Seeing that the young master from home really didn't want to hear about Wu Ya's affairs, Nanny Tong had no choice but to drop the topic and talk about something else.
"I heard that Concubine Hesheli of Chuxiu Palace was awake yesterday morning. Although the young master is still restrained, you can send some gifts there. After all, she is very close to His Highness the Crown Prince. You
The two of us are also cousins, so we can be considered a natural alliance. From now on, the power of the palace..."
"Mommy, are you kidding me? As the emperor's direct cousin, my status is so respected, do I need to win over any concubines? Moreover, since we were young, I have never been able to play with that inconspicuous cousin Qingyan.
You'd better take back this idea."
Mrs. Tong put down the chopsticks in her hand. She was interrupted before she could finish her words, and her good mood, which was half of her original mood, was completely wiped out.
She also liked the lively and cute little prince when they first met, and even thought that her future children would be born according to this template. However, when she thought about the reason why she talked back to her cousin in the first place, it was because the child refused to cooperate with her.
Action, it can be said that everything that followed was caused by the little prince. This actually made her complain about the child in her heart. She also couldn't bear to hear that the inconspicuous cousin was close to the prince.
She raised her head and looked at Nanny Tong and said very seriously: "Aunt Tong, as the son of our Tong family, you should know the situation of our family best, although Concubine Hesheli's mother-in-law is indeed
My eldest aunt, she can barely be regarded as the emperor's cousin, but from the perspective of closeness and distance, naturally my Amma and my little aunt are closer to each other as siblings from the same mother. Correspondingly, my cousin Xuan Ye and I are closer.
The relationship between brother and brother is the closest."
Grandma Tong: ...What is the little master focusing on in his mind all day long? Why does she not understand this erratic answer?
While Nanny Tong was still thinking about whether there was any connection between the question and the answer, Mrs. Tong got up and went back to the inner room, handed her the flat red sandalwood box, and asked her to go to the Qianqing Palace in person to deliver the flat box.
The prepared pajamas were given to the emperor.
Seeing Mrs. Tong like this, Grandma Tong was speechless.
The second princess sent to the palace by the Hesheli family is actively getting close to the prince, and the second princess sent to the palace by the Niu Hulu family is also working hard to grab the palace power, while the eldest princess of their Tong family is thinking about it all day long.
She had such a love affair with the emperor, and such a mistress was actually the eldest daughter of the family who had spent all their resources to cultivate her. She could not imagine how the third master Tong Guowei's eldest son Fujin taught her!
Are you still dreaming of being the successor to your mother Yi Tianxia?
Damn it! She might as well stay in Jingren Palace and retire. She didn't expect that at her age, she would end up with such a heartless master, and her family would secretly send her a message to let her
Support the little master well.
Now that she sees the real person like this, Grandma Tong feels a little desperate. She really can't handle the master who pulls his hips like this!
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After dinner, Qingyan, Baocheng, and Baoqing gathered around a small round table, and the three of them discussed how to build a tree house.
The two little dumplings chatted nonstop beside each other, while Qingyan acted as a designer and painted on the rice paper.
Baoqing poked his little head and watched Qingyan first draw two parallel vertical lines on the rice paper, and then draw a circle on it, which represented a ginkgo tree. Baoqing had seen his own painting skills.
Qing was impressed by Qingyan's skills.
Seeing that Yin Reng was also frowning and looking intolerable, Qing Yan leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and started to lie to the brothers: "Have you ever seen the blueprints for building a house?
?They are all simple and clear stick figures like mine, which do not seek resemblance in form but resemblance in spirit. This is how professionals draw them. You two have to study hard. As a prince, you can’t even understand simple drawings. Isn’t it embarrassing?"
Bai Lu:...Master, is it so difficult for us to honestly admit that our painting skills are bad?