Chapter 264: Fifth Emperor Brother Really Takes Care of Jiu'er
Tingfeng suddenly became anxious when he saw that Su Hongxuan was unmoved.
"Master, your health is getting worse day by day. If you don't carry out the plan, I'm afraid..."
Su Hongxuan put the blood-stained square handkerchief back into his arms, held up the scroll, and ignored Tingfeng.
Of course Tingfeng knew his master's concerns, and he couldn't help but start to complain a little bit about the Ninth Princess. If his master hadn't been worried about the Ninth Princess, he would have faked his death and left the palace last time.
How come my health is getting worse day by day?
"Master, the Imperial Master has made it clear to you that you should put yourself to death before resurrecting. If you are worried about the Ninth Princess, you can wait until you are well before you come to look for her. She is in the palace and will not leave, but your body is waiting for you. It won’t be that long.”
Tingfeng almost fell to his knees in front of Su Hongxuan.
Su Hongxuan glanced at Tingfeng indifferently and said, "I don't care about Jiu'er, I just think about my mother and concubine."
Tingfeng was stunned.
"lady?"
Su Hongxuan responded softly, but had no intention of explaining to Tingfeng.
In the past, his mother-in-law had indeed been very good to him, but in the end, Su Hongxuan still had some resentment towards her. Why did she give birth to him, and why did she give birth to him like this?
As soon as he was born, he was destined to miss that position. Unfortunately, he also had the desire to compete for it, and he was entangled in resentment in his heart.
But Su Hongxuan had to admit that his mother was a competent mother to him, even to the point of being a bit extreme.
They all ignored the existence of his biological sister.
If he left like this, I don't know what she would do and whether she could withstand such a blow.
In the past, his ideas were too extreme, but these days...
Su Hongxuan didn't know what he thought of. The corners of his lips stained red by blood became a little more colorful, and even his cold eyes had a little warmth, "Actually, I want to thank Jiu'er."
If it weren't for Jiu'er, he might be blind, unable to see what he has, but always looking at what he can never get.
It’s the Ninth Princess again!
Tingfeng couldn't help but curse in his heart.
"However, it is not impossible for you, Master, to wait until you are well and send a letter to Madam to tell her the truth."
Tingfeng didn't care about anyone in his heart, he only cared about Su Hongxuan. If Su Hongxuan died, a group of them would be buried together.
"If you are really worried, Master, we will send someone to take care of Madam when the time comes."
Su Hongxuan lowered his eyes, "Actually, there is something wrong with the Imperial Master's comment and this approach."
"Even if it is a fake death, you all know that it is not considered dead."
Tingfeng was startled, and after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to make sense. We couldn't let all those involved in the plan commit suicide, although it was not impossible.
Su Hongxuan suddenly chuckled.
"master……"
"Tingfeng, tell Mr. Zhao that after Jiu'er's birthday, you will act as planned."
The birthday of the Ninth Princess...
Tingfeng thought about it, it would be about a month later.
"But it's your body, Master."
Ting Feng is still worried.
"I know my own body, you don't need to say anything." Su Hongxuan's expression suddenly turned cold.
Tingfeng choked for a moment and changed the subject very tactfully.
"By the way, Master, the Ninth Princess suddenly came to Qi Pavilion yesterday..."
Sure enough, when the Ninth Princess was mentioned, Su Hongxuan's expression immediately warmed up.
"Um?"
Tingfeng took out a drawing from her arms as if offering a treasure. If Su Jiu were here, she would definitely recognize it. Isn't this the crumpled drawing that she has been drawing for a long time?
Su Hongxuan took it and looked at the exquisite patterns on it, with a flash of surprise in his eyes, "Is this painted by Jiu'er?"
"Well, Mr. Zhao said that the Ninth Princess painted it herself."
Tingfeng resolutely refused to mention that he was present at the time and was recognized by Su Jiu.
“Very nice.”
Su Hongxuan carefully folded the drawing and put it into his sleeve, with no intention of returning it to Tingfeng.
All the drawings and styles of the Qi Pavilion were copied, so Su Hongxuan was not worried that the craftsmen would not have the drawings.
"I heard from Mr. Zhao that the ninth princess said she wanted to give a gift to the fifth brother."
Tingfeng's words contained a bit of yin and yang, but he didn't mention that Su Jiu wanted to do two things.
Su Hongxuan was stunned for a moment and lowered his eyes, making it difficult for people to see clearly the emotions in his eyes at this time, "Well, the fifth emperor brother does take good care of Jiu'er."
Tingfeng felt inexplicably uncomfortable when he heard his master's generous tone, like a big house. However, if he told his master that the Ninth Princess was also thinking about him, he was afraid that something might happen to the Ninth Princess and the plan would be delayed.
, the master’s life really cannot be saved.
Therefore, although Tingfeng heard the disappointment in Su Hongxuan's voice, he just moved his lips and said nothing.
**
Weiyang Palace.
Birds flew across the night sky, and several cries were heard.
Huang Ying brought another candlestick and put it on the small table, and said with some worry: "Princess, the night is already late. Let's do this drawing tomorrow. It hurts my eyes to be careful."
After returning from the lotus garden in the morning, Su Jiu had been drawing drawings except for the time to eat and use the toilet. This was the first time Huang Ying had seen the villain be so serious.
Su Jiu looked up from the drawings and showed a smile to Huang Ying, "It's about to be ready! It's going to be ready soon! Sister Huang Ying, Jiu'er is hungry! I want to eat cakes!"
"Princess, you said this half an hour ago." Even though she said this, Huang Ying still smiled helplessly and went out to prepare cakes for the villain.
Su Jiu rubbed her sore shoulders, looked at the drawings in front of her, and showed a satisfied smile.
The little nephew of the viewer usually tinkers with these gadgets for the villagers when he has nothing to do. Su Jiu often follows him and knows a little bit.
However, she only knows one style, and she still doesn’t understand the specific splicing of wheelchairs.
Just when the villain was holding his chin and thinking, a hand suddenly fell on his shoulder, gently squeezing the villain's shoulder.
Su Jiu raised her head. When she saw the person coming, Su Jiu immediately pressed her hand on her shoulder, "Brother Jing Yi, we agreed not to use force with our hands."
Jing Yi lowered his eyes and looked at the little man's little fleshy hand pressing against his. A little grievance flashed in his eyes, "This hand is fine."
Jing Yi's other hand was still wrapped with gauze. Although the hand on the villain's shoulder was also injured, it was far less serious than the other hand. It was now scabbed and the skin and flesh had grown new.
Su Jiu pulled Jing Yi's hand down.
"But Uncle Chu said, don't use too much force, especially your fingers, before your hand is completely healed."
The young man looked into the villain's apricot eyes and saw the persistence in her eyes. He put down his hand in frustration and slowly stepped aside. Little bubbles of grievance began to appear all over his body.
Huang Ying came in with cakes and saw this scene, and asked with a smile:
"Princess, what's going on between you and Jingyi?"