Chapter 123 I Love Him to the Bone

"Isn't it just donating food? Is there anything this king can't do?"

After Prince Heng returned to the palace, he immediately went to see his grandfather, the Prime Minister, and said, "Grandfather, I want to take the chef to South City to make delicious food for the people of South City!"

"My father scolded me, my mother scolded me, and my grandfather, I didn't say I didn't care about the people affected by the flood."

“…”

Prince Heng kept rambling on and on, feeling extremely aggrieved. Prime Minister Su looked at him with an indescribable expression and said, "Your Highness, there's no need for a cook. If Your Highness is truly willing, you could donate some food. Don't you have a lot of farmland? There should be plenty of food."

"Food cannot be sold for money!"

Prince Heng muttered, "How about sending us the old grain from last year?"

“…”

Prime Minister Su looked at Prince Heng, who was obsessed with money, and reminded him, "Your Highness, if you can truly ascend to the throne, everything in the world will belong to you."

He really didn't understand. Prince Heng had been living a life of luxury since childhood and had no shortage of money, so why did he like gold and silver?

To put it nicely, it means love; to put it bluntly, it means stinginess.

"That……"

Prince Heng looked up, counted on his fingers, and muttered something about money and grain. He said, "How about donating 5,000 dan of grain?"

"How much?" Prime Minister Su thought he had misheard when he heard the grain number.

"Five thousand shi is a bit too little, then let's go with fifty thousand shi."

Prince Heng said with a pained look on his face, "Grandfather, you promised me that the old grain from the year before last will also do."

“…”

Prime Minister Su was so shocked that his eyes almost popped out of his head. He asked, "Your Highness, your farm produces so much grain?"

"Grandfather, please don't underestimate me. I have a lot of money. Fifty thousand dan of grain is not much, not much." King Heng grinned. He had earned a lot of money over the years.

"Your Highness, if you had donated these grains directly today, how could the emperor scold you?" Prime Minister Su's mouth twitched.

Prince Heng looked aggrieved: "My second brother was rewarded for sending mooncakes, how could I have known that I would be scolded for sending delicious food?"

Prime Minister Su: “…”

Because of the flood in South City, Chu Cong went out early and came back late every day. He didn't even have time to go back home, let alone enter the backyard.

Under the leadership of the three princes, a lot of food was quickly raised. On this day, Chu Cong had just returned home when Zhu Xin handed him a list and said, "Your Highness, this is a small gift from the concubine."

"Um?"

Chu Cong took the list in confusion, and was shocked to see food, clothes and other things written on it.

Zhu Xin bowed slightly and reported, "Your Highness, the concubine said that she couldn't help you with your worries, so she collected all the money she earned from selling mooncakes and exchanged it for food, hoping to do her bit to help the people affected by the disaster."

"good."

Chu Cong put the list in his arms, feeling extremely happy. Was it because of him that Ling Shu cared about the people?

Ling Shu, really loves him to the core.

Chu Cong headed straight for Youlan Courtyard. Halfway through, he was stopped by Nanny Gui, who said, "Your Highness, the Concubine has something important to discuss with you."

Chu Cong turned around and went to Qiutang Courtyard. As soon as he entered Qiutang Courtyard, before he saw anyone, he heard the sound of pipa. He walked into the house and looked at the exquisite dishes on the table. His eyes flashed slightly and he sat down.

"Your Highness, you've lost weight. You should eat some more."

Concubine Fang spoke gently. If it were under normal circumstances, accompanied by the sound of the pipa, Chu Cong might feel comfortable, but now, the South City was flooded, and Chu Cong's mind was full of the people affected by the disaster.

"Is there anything wrong, concubine?" Chu Cong's voice became a little colder.

Concubine Fang took the wine pot and poured him a glass of wine, saying, "Your Majesty, Concubine Li is pregnant, and Concubine Shen has given birth to two daughters. The prince's family is still a little thin, and I want to..."

"There's no rush when it comes to offspring."

Chu Cong interrupted her, and a faint sweet fragrance came from her. The sound of the pipa came into her ears, and her body felt hot. Chu Cong frowned, wondering if it was because she hadn't been to the backyard for too long recently?

"Your Majesty is right."

Concubine Fang immediately responded and changed the subject, saying, "Mid-Autumn Festival is just a few days away. How about celebrating it a day early? Let's get together as sisters."

"Concubine Shen has just become the housekeeper, I'm afraid she needs to learn a lot."

"When we worship the moon this year, we should also fulfill our vows. Two children were born in the mansion this year." Although Concubine Fang did not mention the matter of housekeeper power, every word reminded her that she was a concubine and these things should be done by her.

"No need."

Chu Cong interrupted her and said, "In two days, I will personally go to South City to provide disaster relief. I will definitely not be able to return in time for the Mid-Autumn Festival. We can just have a simple celebration at home."

The food has been prepared and the medicinal materials are being prepared. They will set out for Nancheng in two days. He wants to go there in person to prevent those officials from embezzling the food and medicinal materials that have been collected with great effort. They must not be wasted.

"Your Majesty, you won't be coming back for Mid-Autumn Festival?"

When Concubine Fang heard this, her voice even rose, losing its usual gentleness. She picked up the wine pot and began to pour wine again, saying, "Then tomorrow I will start preparing some food and clothes for the prince for the journey."

"Um."

Chu Cong responded.

Concubine Fang said, "Green Waist, hurry up and pour wine for the prince and serve the dishes."

"yes."

Green Waist's voice was sweet and tender, and she was wearing green clothes. As she approached, the faint sweet fragrance was even more intoxicating.

Chu Cong only felt that the heat in his body was becoming more and more obvious, until Luyao served her the food. As the fragrance came to his nose, he felt his body getting hotter. Suddenly, he pushed Luyao away.

Lu Yao was caught off guard and fell to the ground in embarrassment: "Your Highness, please forgive me." Her delicate voice was endearing.

Chu Cong's eyes were cold: "Concubine, I have never seen a maid like you before."

"Your Highness, please calm down. Luyao is good at playing the pipa. I wanted to bring her into the mansion to entertain Your Highness." Concubine Fang explained repeatedly and winked at Luyao.

Lu Yao quickly crawled in front of Chu Cong, raised her head, and said in a tender voice, "Your Highness, please forgive me."

“…”

Chu Cong looked at Lu Yao in silence. Her carefully made-up face and the strong fragrance on her body made her look beautiful. He suddenly stood up and said, "Since Concubine has such thoughts, you should rest well."

After saying that, Chu Cong turned around and left. The evening breeze in August was a little chilly, and Chu Cong felt that the heat in his body had cooled down a lot. He went straight to Youlan Courtyard, and when he saw Shen Lingshu who had just finished bathing and changing clothes, the thoughts that he had suppressed came to his mind again.

"Your Majesty."

Shen Lingshu was a little surprised. The next moment, when she was brought into the inner room by the prince, she felt bitter in her heart. Who made the prince so angry and then didn't put out the fire?

Qiutang Courtyard.

'Snap'

Concubine Fang slapped him and said, "Useless thing! I used the Love Incense, but I still can't keep the prince!"

"Concubine, I will definitely be able to do it next time."

The beaten Lu Yao knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.