Chapter 41 A strange combination of circumstances 2 Jing Yirong's body was stiff, and the little person in her arms rubbed his face against her legs, like a coquettish kitten, cute and cute. Her heart trembled, and Jing Yirong accepted it
Lan Zhijin pushed away, "Stay away from me."
Nalan Zhijin didn't care and smiled stupidly.
After getting Jing Yirong's permission, Nalan Zhijin took the apple in his hand and went to see his mother happily. Cha Zheng led him all the way to the dungeon. Nalan Zhijin realized that it was so dark and cold in the dungeon.
And it's so scary.
The hand holding the apple became tighter and tighter. Zha Zheng sighed. It would be a good thing if the tenth prince followed the princess all the time. However, his mother was sent to the dungeon by the princess. I don't know what will happen in the future?
"Tenth Prince, Empress Huatang is inside. I will let you in now and wait for an hour before I come to pick you up." Cha Zheng opened the cell door, put Nalan Zhijin in and then closed the cell door, while he slowly
She backed away slowly. After all, Huatang's own former master couldn't bear to see her suffer.
Nalan Zhijin stood in a prison full of hair and grass, not knowing what to do. It seemed like a person was sleeping in the grass. Her clothes must not have been washed for almost a year, because there were only a few small pieces of white.
All are black.
"Mother..." Nalan Zhijin called softly.
The woman's body trembled, she turned around slowly, and looked at the boy standing in front of her in disbelief, "Jin'er?"
"Mother," Nalan Zhijin heard the woman's familiar call and immediately took a few steps forward. As soon as he got closer, when he saw the woman's face, he was so frightened that he stood there and did not dare to move forward.
The woman's face is covered with sores, some of which are leaking pus, and only a few patches of good skin can clearly see her original appearance.
"Mom, did you scare me?" Huatang lowered his head, then raised it suddenly, "Did that bitch send you in?"
"No," Nalan Zhijin replied blankly, "It was the master who let me in to see you."
"Master? Who is your master?" Huatang was surprised.
Nalan Zhijin lowered his head and said, "Princess."
Huatang immediately approached Nalan Zhijin and grabbed his shoulders, "What did you say? Who did you recognize as your master?"
"Princess." Nalan Zhijin's voice became smaller and smaller. He was afraid that his mother would be angry.
Sure enough, Huatang pushed Nalan Zhijin away and cursed, "You little beast, you actually accepted that bitch as your master. Do you know that she locked me up here and made me look like this?"
"I know." Nalan Zhijin hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Huatang's hand, "Mother, I recognized her as my master just because I wanted to kill her quickly and rescue you. Her martial arts is too high and I can't kill her at all.
So I want to practice martial arts more."
Huatang didn't listen to Nalan Zhijin's explanation, "Don't tell me these useless things. Have you rescued me now? Didn't you see that my mother has become like this? I'm afraid I won't wait until you master martial arts."
They’re all going to die.”
"No, my mother will not die," Nalan Zhijin immediately stepped forward and hugged Huatang tightly, regardless of the dirt and stench all over her body, "Zhijin will definitely rescue my mother."
Huatang also hugged Nalan Zhijin back, "Mother will never be able to stay with you again. Mother misses you so much."
"Zhijin misses my mother so much. Today is your birthday, and Zhijin brought you an apple." Nalan Zhijin hurriedly handed the apple in his arms to the front of Huatang, "Mother, take a bite.
, very delicious.”
Huatang was moved when she took the apple. After all, her son still loved her. She lowered her head and took a bite, "Not bad, really good."
Since being imprisoned in the dungeon, he has never eaten anything fresh. He was eating with relish and suddenly stopped moving, looking straight at Nalan Zhijin.
Nalan Zhijin was a little scared when Huatang saw him, "Mother, what's wrong?"
"Is that bitch nice to you?" Huatang asked.
Nalan Zhijin was afraid that Huatang would be unhappy, but he couldn't lie and could only nod carefully, "Yes."
"How good is it for you?"
Nalan Zhijin was relieved after making sure that Huatang was not angry, "The master is very strict. She will teach me martial arts but also punish me. But she never lets others bully me. Every time she eats, there are dishes that Brother Qi and I like to eat."
She even took Brother Seventh and me out of the palace to let us see more things outside the palace."
"Did she hit you?"
Nalan Zhijin thought for a while and shook his head, "I have been punished, but not beaten."
"Haha, haha." Huatang suddenly threw her head back and laughed, and with her disheveled hair, it was really scary.
Nalan Zhijin shrank his head and said, "Mother, what's wrong with you?"
"Bitch, you locked me up but you treated my son so well, I'm going to let you fall into my son's hands." Huatang threw away the apple in his hand and grabbed Nalan Zhijin, "Zhijin, you don't need to practice.
Martial arts can save my mother."
"Don't you need to practice martial arts?" Nalan Zhijin felt a little sorry for the apple just now.
Huatang nodded and took out a small bottle from his hand, "Give this to your master to eat, and my mother will be saved."
"What is this?" Nalan Zhijin opened the small bottle and was about to smell it. He had always brought this small bottle of honey with him to drink.
"Don't smell it." Huatang immediately covered it, "Zhijin, don't open it and don't smell it. Just sprinkle this on your master's food. Let your master eat it and I can go out."
"Will master die?" Nalan Zhijin asked worriedly.
Huatang did not ignore Nalan Zhijin's worries, and she hated Jing Yirong even more. She locked herself up. Did she still want to take away her son?
"You want your master to stop marrying your mother, right?" Huatang suddenly pushed Nalan Zhijin away.
Nalan Zhijin immediately panicked, "Mother, I don't have one."
Huatang lifted up the clothes behind him, and the skin under the clothes had begun to fall off. Nalan Zhijin held Huatang's arm with his little hand, crying, "Mother, is it hurt? Zhijin helps you breathe."
Huatang was also crying and hugged Nalan Zhijin, "Zhijin, you must save my mother, she will definitely die if she stays here any longer."
"Well, Zhijin must save my mother." Nalan Zhijin seemed to have made up his mind and put the vial into his arms.
The two exchanged some thoughtful words, and then Cha Zheng came in, "Tenth Prince, the time has come, let's go back."
"Mother," Nalan Zhijin shed more tears. Huatang also hugged Nalan Zhijin reluctantly. As a result, Cha Zhi had no choice but to go into the prison in person and forcibly separated Nalan Zhijin.
Lan Zhijin was carried all the way out of the dungeon by Cha Zheng, still crying.
Zha Zheng was also distressed, "Tenth prince, practice martial arts well, the crown princess will one day release the queen of the flower hall."
Nalan Zhijin ignored Cha Zheng and ran away without caring about anything. Upon seeing this, Cha Zheng immediately followed him. Nalan Zhijin actually didn’t know where he was going. He just felt very uncomfortable after seeing his mother, so he just walked all the way.
Run and walk wherever there is a way.
Not knowing where he was at all, he walked to a small courtyard and looked around. It turned out to be the residence of the concubine. He and his seventh brother had been to this place once. It was on the roof when they were practicing Qinggong at night.
If you pass by once, you should leave here quickly, otherwise the master will be angry if he finds out.
Nalan Zhijin turned around to leave, but tripped over a branch under his feet. The vial in his sleeve rolled out and fell into the grass. Nalan Zhijin immediately stood up nervously and looked for the vial in the grass. It was his mother.
I gave it to you. My mother said that if she lost it, she would never come out again.
In the dead grass, suddenly a white bottle came into Nalan Zhijin's eyes. Nalan Zhijin hurriedly stepped forward to pick it up and looked at it again and again. He felt that it seemed a little different from the small bottle just now.
"Why does it seem to have changed?" Nalan Zhijin asked himself doubtfully.
"Tenth Prince, why are you here?" Cha Zheng finally found Nalan Zhijin. When Nalan Zhijin became nervous, he immediately put the vial into his cuff again, not caring about the difference between it and turned around.
Cha Zheng returned to Jing Yirong's small courtyard together.
Jing Yirong, Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Qingyi were sitting at the table. They didn't even touch the food on the table, just because Jing Yirong said, "We'll eat together when we wait for Zhijin."
Jing Yirong stretched out her hand to test a bowl of chicken soup, "Xiao Yan, the soup is a bit cold. Please warm it up. Zhijin is not used to cold soup."
"Yes." Xiao Yan was just about to pick it up when she saw Cha Zheng and Nalan Zhijin walking into the small courtyard.
"Tenth brother, it's time to eat." Nalan Zhenqi looked excited, but he was already hungry.
Nalan Zhijin looked at Jing Yirong from a distance, thinking about his mother's miserable state in the dungeon just now, and his anger rose, "I won't eat! Master, I will definitely rescue my mother, I will!"
After saying that, she walked back to her room angrily. Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Qingyi were silent and did not dare to speak. Xiao Yan didn't know whether she should take away the chicken soup.
"Put it down, there's no need to heat it up." Jing Yirong still looked indifferent, making people wonder what she was thinking.
Jing Yirong picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth and spat it out, "If it doesn't taste good, you eat it."
Nalan Zhenqi and Nalan Qingyi both picked up a piece and put it in their mouths, concluding that it was Jing Yirong's fault.
Nalan Zhenqi felt that he needed to talk to his tenth brother, because he probably didn’t know how hateful his mother was in the past, and she did a lot of bullying with sticks, so he said that he was not often bullied by his mother before.
Close relatives.
"Tenth brother." Nalan Zhenqi pushed the door open and noticed with sharp eyes that Nalan Zhijin put a white thing into his sleeve. He just thought it was something given to him by his mother and didn't ask any more questions, "Tenth brother,
Are you angry with Master?"
"Master locked up my mother." Nalan Zhijin pouted. In fact, it would be fine if the master released her mother, then he wouldn't have to hate the master.
Nalan Zhenqi climbed onto the bed and hugged Nalan Zhijin into his arms, "Master is actually very good to you. She has been waiting for you to come back for dinner just now and heated up the chicken soup you like to drink several times."
"Can you ask the master to let my mother out?" Nalan Zhijin looked at Nalan Zhenqi expectantly.
Nalan Zhenqi shook his head, "I guess not, Master won't listen to anyone. I guess it will only work if you defeat Master, so you have to practice hard."
"What will happen when my mother dies after I finish practicing martial arts?" Nalan Zhijin said to himself, but Nalan Zhenqi didn't hear clearly for a moment, "What?"
"Nothing?" Nalanzhi Jin smiled and shook his head. He decided to listen to his mother. Maybe if the master ate the contents of the small bottle his mother gave him, she would really release him!