Chapter 63 Chapter 63 Shackles
"Your Majesty, it's fate that's wrong, it's me who's wrong."
She is out of place in this world, like a rebellious lunatic.
Perhaps only after being driven crazy can one fully integrate into this world.
It was her fate that was wrong. She didn't belong to this world. All the original intentions she had upheld became shackles, the sins and punishments that crushed her.
She had no choice but to go crazy or die.
Never mind. No one can truly understand her anyway. She cannot escape the shackles of the Fourth Lady. There is no difference between madness and death.
From this moment on, she completely lived as Ulanara Chu Xian, no longer struggling, and lived out her predetermined life.
"Your Majesty, I've made up my mind. I'm not going anywhere. I wish to stay in the palace forever and serve as the Fourth Concubine. Could you please give me a year to live in the Tanzhe Mountain Villa?"
"In a year, I will be free from this trap. For the next year, please consider Ulanara Chuxian dead and observe mourning for my father. Is that okay?"
Chu Xian withdrew her hand from the man's palm, stood up on her own, lowered her head and avoided looking at him.
"This year, I won't see anyone, including you and my little prince."
Chu Xian had made up her mind to avoid it for the rest of her life. One year later, she found another excuse to avoid it for another year, and the cycle continued.
This went on until he found a new love and completely forgot about her.
When she grows old and ugly, she will naturally stop being entangled with you.
There was no need to wait until she was old and ugly. She only needed to endure for another twelve years, until the fiftieth year of Emperor Kangxi's reign, when Emperor Yongzheng's true love, Nian, would enter the palace as a concubine.
Only then will she be truly free.
After a long, dead silence, I heard the man's hoarse response: "Yes."
"Okay, then... from now on, I thank Your Highness for your support." Chu Xian bowed and left with a smile.
Seeing the smile in her eyes, Yinzhen felt inexplicably flustered and subconsciously wanted to reach out and grab her.
But he was not wrong, she was wrong. He had given her enough dignity. He had his own pride and would never again be so unprincipled and unfaithful to his woman and tolerate her again and again.
He stood still as he watched her walk further and further away. Even though his heart was in turmoil, he would not allow himself to condescend even a step closer to her.
If you can't even control your own woman, what kind of man is he? The husband is the leader of the wife, and she must learn to submit.
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December 29, the 38th year of the Kangxi reign.
The ship docked at the ferry outside Beijing. Chu Xian stood on the deck and watched Xiao Huier and the man leave.
"Fujin, the carriages and horses are ready. The prince has announced that you are ill and need to stay home and rest for a year."
"Okay, let's go to Zhuangzi."
Chu Xian pulled her cloak tightly together, raised her head and let the snow fall on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. The endless coldness penetrated into her skin and bones, and she barely felt that she was still alive.
"Sui Qing, Lord Liang will be on leave tomorrow. Please go and deliver the New Year's gift to Lord Liang, and also deliver this letter from home."
Chu Xian handed a secret wax letter to Sui Qing and stepped into the carriage without looking back.
On New Year's Eve, Liang Jiugong paced back and forth in his private residence, with Xian'er's letter home on the table.
After much hesitation, Liang Jiugong grabbed the letter from home and burned it in the charcoal basin.
"Xiao Liyu, change your clothes."
"Godfather, where are you going?" The young eunuch Li Yu turned around and took out the cloak.
"Change into your attire for entering the palace. Accompany your godfather to the Imperial Household Department. I remember there will be a beauty pageant next spring. There are several good-looking ladies to be selected. I'd like to go and take a look at their portraits."
"Ah? Which noble family has taken a fancy to this beautiful girl? You even bothered to go to the Imperial Household Department to personally inspect her on New Year's Eve."
"Don't ask if you're not supposed to know."
Liang Jiugong took the winter hat with a red velvet knot and stepped into the bleak wind and snow.
At Prince Yong's mansion, today is the New Year's Eve family dinner. Except for the principal wife Nara and Tonggiya from the Western Courtyard, all the concubines in the mansion have gathered together.
While the wife was recuperating from illness, the concubine Song temporarily took over the management of the family banquets.
Everyone stood respectfully in front of the dining table, waiting for the only male master of the palace to come and have a meal before they could sit down.
Su Peisheng stepped into the palace with a smile on his face.
"Concubine, the prince has ordered you to host the family banquet. This is the annual gift from the prince to the masters. Please distribute it according to the gift list."
Song was delighted in her heart but did not dare to show it. After thanking the emperor, she pursed her lips and sat alone at the main table to eat.
Lights were shining brightly in every house, and in the front yard dining room, Yinzhen and his son were being served by a group of servants as they ate their New Year's Eve dinner.
The little prince sat obediently on the high chair beside his father and ate his meal.
The dining room was so quiet that only the sound of the servants' footsteps could be heard, and there was no other noise.
Su Peisheng put his hands in his pockets and couldn't help but think of the New Year's Eve two years ago. The wife and the master ate copper stove pot together on New Year's Eve, and played finger-guessing games with the master for fun. The master drew the little turtle all over his face.
The concubine drew several pig heads on the handsome face of the master.
The couple's happy laughter could be heard from the dining room from time to time.
But this year's New Year's Eve was so deserted that it made people feel sad.
The master had a sullen face and looked unhappy, and the servants did not dare to say much for fear of being punished.
After the family banquet at the palace, Yinzhen and his son changed into auspicious clothes and went into the palace to stay up all night to celebrate the New Year.
At the same time, there was laughter and joy in the Tanzhe Mountain Villa.
Chu Xian, Xian Rong, Sui Qing, Nanny Chun and Nanny Zheng sat together eating copper stove hotpot.
At this moment, Xianrong suddenly stood up alertly and walked to the door: "Fujin, someone is coming."
The smile on Chu Xian's face disappeared and her body tensed instantly.
"Xian'er, Happy New Year!" Liang Amu's voice came.
"Xian'er, come and help me, the New Year gifts are here." Wan Ning called softly.
Chu Xian felt tears in her eyes and she quickly stood up to greet him.
"Amu, aren't you on duty today?"
Liang Jiugong handed Xian'er an exquisite red lacquer box and said with a smile, "Yes, I'll ask Li Dequan to help cover for two hours. We should rush back to the Forbidden City to accompany the emperor and celebrate the New Year."
The two of them entered the study one after the other, and Liang Jiugong took out a stack of rice paper from his sleeve and handed it to Xian'er.
"Xian'er, it's up to you to decide which of these beauties to choose."
Chu Xian felt mixed emotions as she unfolded the rice paper and examined the appearance of the beauties one by one.
After checking the appearance of the three beauties, Wan Ning, who was standing aside without saying a word, had a strange look on her face.
"Xian'er, why do these ladies all look a bit like you? What on earth are you trying to do?"
Chu Xian put the scroll away and said with a wry smile, "Of course, it's just to select beauties for the prince to fill his harem, what else can it be used for?"
"You...you...why are you looking for someone who looks like you to cause trouble? Xian'er, aren't you afraid that Prince Yong will be seduced away by them?" Wan Ning was dumbfounded.
"It's fine to hook her up, why not?"
Chu Xian handed the portrait back to Liang Amu and bowed, saying, "Amu, these are all good. You have excellent taste."
Liang Jiugong sighed softly: "Xian'er, love is not everything, silly girl, you still have more meaningful things to plan."
"I know. Once I've gotten out of this bad relationship, I'll slowly work things out. Don't worry about me. In a year, when I come down the mountain, I won't let you and Uncle Cao down."
Chu Xian turned around and took out the velvet boots she had made herself and presented them to Liang Amu.
"These velvet boots are warm and lightweight. Try them on to see if they fit. This pair belongs to Uncle Cao. Please give them to him for me. Also, there are two pairs of knee pads. You kneel a lot in the Forbidden City, so remember to wear them."
Chu Xian helped Amu to sit down and helped him put on the new knee pads and velvet boots.
"Amu, your old knee injury cannot be taken lightly. Remember to apply the ointment I sent you every few days. Is the ointment effective? If not, I will change the formula."
Liang Jiugong's eyes were full of love as he leaned over and helped Xian'er up. "It's very effective. Rub it a few times in the middle of winter and your knees will be warm for half a day. Don't worry about me and your uncle Cao. Your uncle Cao has a big family and a lot of wealth. I have no worries about food and clothing in the Forbidden City. We two old bones can take care of each other. There's no need for you to worry."
"Xian'er is unfilial and makes the two elders worry." Chu Xian choked.
"Xian'er..." Liang Jiugong hesitated and said in a low voice, "If you want to remain a widow, Amu can help you."
"No, no, no...don't hurt him." Chu Xian grabbed Amu's skinny hand with horror in her eyes.
Liang Jiugong stared at Xian'er's tearful eyes and shook his head helplessly: "Xian'er, if you like Prince Yong, why do you reject him so much? It's common for men in the world to have three wives and four concubines. Let me be fair, Prince Yong is not wrong, and you are completely wrong."
"What you should do is to win his heart. If you can hold his heart, no other woman can shake your position at all."
"Don't be so willful anymore. Return home tomorrow and reunite with Master Hui'er and his family."
After Fei Yanggu's death, Liang Jiugong was the closest elder to Xian'er and had to take on Fei Yanggu's responsibilities and teach Xian'er.
If it were in the past, Liang Jiugong would never lose face and say harsh words.
"Amu, but I am in great pain..." Chu Xian lowered her head and held back her tears: "I would rather die..."
Liang Jiugong was instantly flustered and hurriedly comforted Xiao Xian'er: "Hey, hey, hey, it's Amu who is wrong. No matter what happens, nothing can compare to Xiao Xian'er's happiness. Okay, okay, do whatever you want. Amu will definitely support you."
“.....” Wan Ning was dumbfounded.
Xian'er's temperament was mostly spoiled by Liang Jiugong and Cao Yin. She used to be even more arrogant and domineering, and only in recent years has she been able to restrain herself.
Besides being shocked, Wan Ning couldn't help but envy Xian'er.
Even though both her parents are dead, Xian'er is surrounded by elders who truly care for her.
After sending Liang Amu into the carriage and leaving, Chu Xian returned to the dining table and found Wan Ning's face flushed with joy from eating.
"How come you have time to come to my place today? Aren't you going to the palace to celebrate the New Year's Eve?"
Wan Ning sneered: "What am I supposed to protect? I can't protect anything. The whole family is so happy, who am I?"
Chu Xian was startled. "What happened? Did you have another fight with Master Ba?"
Wan Ning raised her head and held back tears: "My concubine, Mao, who came with me as a dowry, is going to give birth in a few days. It's a little princess."
"What!" Chu Xian's eyes were filled with shock. Counting the days, she found that Mao became pregnant not long after Wan Ning and she left the capital.
Mao is Chunxiao, Wan Ning's personal servant. She grew up with Wan Ning and is Wan Ning's most trusted confidant.
Unexpectedly, she took the opportunity to betray Wan Ning and successfully became pregnant.
"I'm sorry, Wan Ning. If I hadn't caused you to leave the capital, that servant wouldn't have taken advantage of you."
Wan Ning pursed her lips bitterly: "Xian'er, I treated her as a good sister. From childhood to adulthood, I never treated her badly in terms of food and clothing. I was open and honest with her. It was my fault. I raised a tiger and it brought disaster upon myself. I can't blame anyone else."
"I was such a fool. I gave her my jewelry and clothes, but she deliberately imitated my every move and smile, my clothes and appearance, and even got Yinsi drunk when I was not around..."
Wan Ning burst into tears: "Yinsi hid her in the other courtyard. A few days ago, I endured the nausea and brought her back. In a few days, I still have to take care of her while she gives birth. I want to kill her and let her die twice."
"Kill, I'll kill for you." Chu Xian's eyes were full of guilt.
"You just need to tell me where Mao is, and I will arrange for someone to kill her." Chu Xian gritted her teeth in anger.
"No, you can't kill me. I suffered a severe abdominal injury. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to have children in this life. I can't let Yinsi be without an heir... Xian'er, I'm in so much pain. What should I do..."
Chu Xian reached out to wipe Wan Ning's tears: "It's not like a woman can't live without a man. At worst, you can stay in the manor and keep me company. We won't care about those trivial matters."
Wan Ning nodded with tears in her eyes: "To be honest, I have brought my luggage with me today. From today on, I will stay with you at the manor and I won't go anywhere else."
"Okay, let's keep each other company." Chu Xian choked.
The two close friends who shared the same suffering returned to the dinner table. Before they sat down, the sound of carriages and horses was heard again outside the wall.
"Xian'er, could it be Prince Yong coming to take you back? Don't be angry with him anymore and go back early." Wan Ning pressed the beef slices that Xian'er loved into the copper furnace hot pot.
"At least he has always been consistent with you and has never caused any illegitimate children. You should go back and win his heart."
"Come on, he's already stated that he'll take a concubine. It's only a matter of time before he has illegitimate children."
"Maybe it's the Eighth Master who comes to pick you up. If he does, you can go back with him to celebrate the New Year." Chu Xian put the mutton hotpot that Wan Ning liked on her bowl.
"You and the Eighth Master have been childhood sweethearts and have a very deep affection for each other. If you let Mao take advantage of the situation and steal the Eighth Master's heart, it will be more trouble than it's worth."
Wan Ning sneered: "Black heart and rotten lung, I don't care."
"Madam, the Eighth Master is here to take you back home." Aunt Gui's eyes were full of joy.
Wan Ning didn't put down her chopsticks, but said coldly, "I'm not going back. Tell him to get out."
Nanny Gui looked at the Fourth Lady for help.
Chu Xian shook her head slightly. The Eighth Master couldn't control his lower body, so Wan Ning deserved to ignore him. She had to make the Eighth Master suffer as a lesson.
"Wan Ning, I'm going to Tanzhe Temple tonight at midnight to stay up all night and be the first to burn incense. Do you want to go?"
"Of course I'll go. It's a good chance to get rid of my bad luck." Wan Ning gritted her teeth.
The two of them, each with their own thoughts, raised their glasses and drank together. Before they knew it, they had finished a large jar of sweet fruit wine.
"Xian'er, let's go and grab the first incense."
Wan Ning's eyes were blurry with drunkenness, and she pushed Xian'er, who was also drunk, while burping.
"Let's go." Chu Xian stood up shakily, pulling the staggering Wan Ning, and the two of them walked slowly in the flying snow.
The servants were driven away and dared not follow closely, so they could only protect their master from a distance.
In the corner carriage, Yan Jin rubbed his hands and lifted the curtain: "Master, the first lady and the fourth lady are drunk. In the middle of the night, they are trying to grab the first incense stick at Tanzhe Temple."
Yinsi absentmindedly knocked over the teacup, turned around to get his cloak, and hurried after him.
Fang took two steps and happened to meet his fourth brother who was also holding his cloak.
The two brothers nodded silently, and at the same time hurriedly chased after the two staggering figures on the mountain path.
"Xian'er, the plum blossoms are in bloom. Give me a plum blossom hairpin."
"Wan Ning, let's go back. It's so cold..."
Chu Xian was still a little sober and walked back with the drunk Wan Ning in her arms.
"If I don't leave, where else can I go? I have no home anymore, wuwuwu...Xian'er, I want to become a nun, I want to shave my head...shave my head..."
"Don't be silly, you..."
When Chu Xian raised her eyes, she saw two familiar figures suddenly appearing on the mountain path.
Chu Xian lowered her eyes and subconsciously avoided looking at the man.
"Wan Ning, Master Ba is here to pick you up, please go back quickly."
"Didn't the Fourth Master come to pick you up? Why don't you go back? If you go back, I will go back too. Why don't you go back, Xian'er?"
Chu Xian was speechless.
"You yourself don't want to go back, and Yinsi's child with someone else is about to be born, so why should I go back?" Wan Ning waved her hand and took a few steps forward.
"What's the point of going back? To take care of Madam Mao during her confinement and take care of the concubine's excrement and urine? I won't go back." Wan Ning sobbed.
"Hurry up, Xian'er, the bastards are here!"
Before Chu Xian could come to her senses, Wan Ning dragged her towards the dark mountain road.
"My dear ladies, the roads are slippery in the snow, so please be careful with your steps."
"Fujin, please run slower."
Xianrong and Suiqing hurriedly ran after him.
Nanny Chun and Nanny Gui looked at each other and quickly stretched out their hands to block their way.
The servants looked at each other in bewilderment, and did not retract their steps until the Fourth and Eighth Masters caught up with them.
The mountain path became increasingly darker, and Chu Xian ran breathlessly.
Wan Ning had already fallen to the ground, covering her heart and sobbing.
Seeing the two people behind her approaching with sheep-horn lanterns, Chu Xian gritted her teeth and ran away with her robe in hand.
"Xian'er, wait for me."
Wan Ning supported herself with her hands and tried to get up to chase him, but someone grabbed her waist and lifted her into the air.
"Asshole, let me go! Yinsi! You are all assholes."
Yinsi's eyebrows twitched when he heard this, and he looked at his cold-faced fourth brother with an apologetic look: "Fourth brother, I'll go first."
"Eighth brother, please seal the corner gate leading to the backyard of our mansion, to prevent a fire in our backyard."
Yinsi was speechless: "If Fourth Sister-in-law agrees, I have no objection."
"I don't agree! Whoever dares to close the door, I will be irreconcilable with him and we will never have anything to do with each other until we die. What are you sealing it for? What are you so guilty about and afraid of?" Wan Ning cursed.
"You bastards, you bully me and still expect Xian'er and I to be grateful to you. Divorce me! Tomorrow, Xian'er and I will go to the palace to ask for permission to divorce. I can't live like this anymore."
"Eighth brother, seal the door tonight." Yinzhen suppressed his rage and turned to chase the man.
If Guo Luoluo and that person were not like sisters, he would have crushed Guo Luoluo to ashes.
On the dark mountain road, Chu Xian didn't dare to stop for a moment, not even to look back.
The steady footsteps behind her gradually became clearer. Chu Xian hurriedly quickened her pace, but suddenly her feet slipped and she stumbled and fell to the ground.
Chu Xian sobbed softly as her ankle felt a piercing pain.
The footsteps beside her ears became chaotic and rapid, and a bright light was dazzling in front of her eyes. Chu Xian looked up with tears in her eyes.
Seeing the man's panic, she felt a pang of pain in her heart. She used her nails to poke two bloody marks on his ankles and threatened him with nonsense: "Why are you chasing me? I was bitten by a snake, come and collect the body!"
The man's eyes were filled with horror. He bent over and half-knelt on the ground. He anxiously pulled off his embroidered shoes and socks and kissed the blood mark on his ankle.
"Hey hey hey, what are you doing..."
"It hurts... wuwuwu... it hurts..." Chu Xian cried out in pain.
Yinzhen sucked out the poisonous blood and spat it out, suppressing his panic and comforting him in a gentle voice: "Xian'er, I'm here, don't be afraid."
Chu Xian couldn't help but burst into tears when she heard this.
He was so stupid and out of his mind tonight, and she talked nonsense and confused him.
Where do poisonous snakes come from in the coldest days of winter?
Su Peisheng, who was standing at the bottom of the stairs not far away, couldn't bear the prince's concern and being teased by the concubine, so he whispered to him, "Master, where do poisonous snakes come from in winter? Snakes are hibernating."
Yinzhen was anxiously sucking the venomous snake. Upon hearing this, he finally regained his senses and angrily bit her ankle, but he restrained himself from using any force.
Suddenly, someone bit her ankle. Chu Xian felt embarrassed and angry, and tried to pull her foot back. However, the man was incredibly strong, and she struggled several times but could not break free.
"Nara! You!"
"What's wrong with me? I didn't ask you to chase me! You chased me yourself..."
The man grabbed the back of his neck tightly and kissed him fiercely, filling his mouth with a strong smell of blood.
Chu Xian was suffocating and bit his tongue on purpose, and the bloody smell in her mouth became stronger.
She leaned back in panic, but he got closer and closer.
In a panic, she suppressed her shyness and reached under his clothes to do something inappropriate.
He has always been self-disciplined and respectful, upright and elegant, but she is unruly and bold, acting recklessly, and always manages to turn defeat into victory by playing tricks.
As expected, the man froze, bit her lips quickly, and ended the entanglement in a hurry with a disordered breath.
“Click…”
"It hurts..."
She was tricked by him after all. While she was distracted, the man quickly reset her dislocated ankle.
The severe pain in my ankle had not yet subsided, and the burning pain on my lips was even more severe.
Chu Xian wanted to cry but had no tears, so she sat on the ground and acted like a spoiled child.
Even without looking up at him, he could sense the man's burning gaze.
"Xianrong, Suiqing! Someone come here!"
The dark mountain road still showed no trace of Xianrong Suiqing. Chu Xian shouted until her throat was dry and could only look to Su Peisheng for help: "Su Peisheng, come and help me, I want to go down the mountain."
Su Peisheng was as if facing a great enemy, and hurriedly covered his stomach and cried out: "Ouch, Fu Jin, my stomach hurts, I will take my leave first."
After Su Peisheng finished speaking, he ran towards the bamboo forest beside the mountain path.
The wind was freezing cold, and only the man was left standing beside her like an ice sculpture.
Chu Xian bit her lip, stood up unsteadily, endured the severe pain in her ankle, and limped down the mountain.
In fact, her ankle didn't hurt that much originally. It was all because of some blood-sucking monster. It sucked her blood randomly and spit out several large mouthfuls of blood, causing her ankle to swell up.
Every step I take at this moment feels like walking on a knife edge, and I sob in pain.
"Your Majesty, there is still one year left in the one-year period. You are a man of your word, so please return."
"Liar, why is there still a year? There are only ten months and seventeen days left, why is there another year!!" Yinzhen was so angry at her shameless words that he lost his composure.
Chu Xian calmly raised her head and looked him in the eye. "Your Highness once promised me that we wouldn't see each other for a year. Today, Your Highness broke the promise first, so we have to start counting the year again from today!"
Yinzhen sneered: "Oh, it is Master Cheng's fault for not keeping his word. In this case, I will learn from some people who break their promises and become a shameless villain."
Chu Xian was shocked: "What does your Highness mean?"
Yinzhen snorted coldly, turned his back and bowed: "Come up!"
Chu Xian noticed his unhappy mood and was worried that the result would be counterproductive, so she could only swallow her anger and lie obediently on his back, not daring to provoke him again. She even reached out and hugged his neck in a flattering manner.
After walking a few steps, the man suddenly snorted coldly: "You are so skinny, if you don't eat properly, I will kill you and replace you with a group of useful people."
"How can I be thin? I eat four meals a day, how can I be thin? Slimness is considered beautiful for women. I have a well-proportioned body, how can I be thin?" Chu Xian asked relentlessly.
"You're so thin everywhere! Eat well and eat more meat!"
"..." Chu Xian shut up and subconsciously looked down at her chest.
Where is he thin? She gritted her teeth in anger and deliberately hugged his neck tightly, pressing her whole body against his back and rubbing it lightly with mischievous play.
The man froze and shouted hoarsely, "Nonsense! You have no shame!"
"Oh? How can you not be shameless? Your Highness, please tell me clearly." Chu Xian joked, and brought the sheep-horn lantern in her hand closer to him. Sure enough, she saw his crimson ears.
"Hmph." Yinzhen was at a loss for words and couldn't argue with her.
Chu Xian was amused. The more serious he was, the more she acted like a troublemaker.
This was the way she and he got along as husband and wife, and it was quite useful.
"Ten months and seventeen days, not a day more!"
"It was the prince who broke his promise first. We agreed that one year of absence would be one year, not even an hour less."
Chu Xian lay on his warm and firm back, taking a nap with her eyes closed lazily.
The man was speechless, and his subsequent silence was reassuring.
Sleepiness came over her, and she lay down on the soft bed in a daze. In the dark night, Chu Xian turned her back and didn't want to pay attention to that person.
Deal with the mess after you wake up, and avoid it first.
In the inner room of the main courtyard of the concubine's house, Nanny Chun brought a wrung-out hot towel to the prince.
Yinzhen took the handkerchief and helped Fu Jin to wash herself.
Sui Qing stared at the neat teeth marks on Fu Jin's ankle and looked at Nanny Chun nervously.
When Nanny Chun saw the ambiguous tooth marks, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and she hurriedly took out the ointment to wipe it.
After drinking, Fu Jin fell into a deep sleep. At this moment, the prince took off Fu Jin's clothes and changed her into pajamas, but she did not wake up.
Nanny Chun noticed that the prince's eyes were getting darker, so she tactfully pulled Sui Qing out of the inner room.
"Sui Qing, Fu Jin is suffering from a cold tonight. Please bring some calming medicinal wine, something stronger."
"Ah? Fu Jin is already drunk and unconscious, why is she still drinking to ward off the cold? Otherwise, I will go find some cold-relieving pills."
Aunt Chun gave the innocent and naive Sui Qing a cold look and said, "Silly girl, you should find someone to marry."
"Why are you talking about getting married for no apparent reason? I won't get married." Sui Qing said, and finally came to her senses, taking the medicinal wine with a red face.
When the medicinal wine was brought, Nanny Chun took out the pills that had been prepared long ago from her sleeve and carefully threw them into the wine cup.
Su Peisheng stood by the door, his hands in his pockets, watching Nanny Chun bring the medicinal wine into the inner room.
"Madam Chun, hurry up, the prince is going to take a bath and change clothes right now." Su Peisheng reminded with a smile.
Nanny Chun nodded in understanding and went into the curtain to help Fu Jin drink the medicinal wine.
A couple fights at the head of the bed but makes up at the foot of the bed. The concubine and the prince finally sleep on the same bed, so the servants will naturally try their best to help their masters reconcile.
There was soon movement coming from the inner room. Nanny Chun sent Sui Qing away and stood guard outside the door with Su Peisheng.
On the second day, at noon, Chu Xian was awakened by a strange and shameful feeling.
She was not an innocent girl, her face flushed instantly and she opened her eyes.
"You..." The word "you" was stuck between her lips, and the man's handsome face covered with kiss marks suddenly appeared in front of her. The fine kiss marks spread from her forehead to her cheeks, all the way down.
Judging from the size of the hickey, it looks familiar...
The embarrassing dream from last night flashed through her mind and her face immediately turned red. It turned out that it was not a dream!
Chu Xian was so ashamed that she thought of the intimate scene last night when she even boldly sat on his face. She wished she could crawl into the ground.
The man found that she was awake and couldn't wait to suppress her with a frantic kiss.
Chu Xian remembered that he had kissed her elsewhere and immediately turned her face away in disgust.
"Why? I never disliked Fu Jin's things, but Fu Jin disliked your own aura? Hmm?"
Yinzhen was amused by her disgusted expression. With a stern face, he clamped her red chin and insisted on hugging and kissing her.
Chu Xian played with him in a daze until the lights went out. She lay in his arms, too lazy to even lift a finger.
"Prince, Madam, it's time for dinner." Su Peisheng's very light voice came.
Chu Xian lay on his chest, listening to his deep sigh and the door creaking open.
Nanny Chun and two old maids from the front yard came in, cleaned up the mess, and placed the masters' clothes behind the screen.
Su Peisheng set the table and personally picked up the handkerchiefs scattered on the floor.
The handkerchief used by the prince must be handled personally by his personal eunuch, and the servants in the back house are not allowed to touch it.
Otherwise, if a servant with ulterior motives stole the essence from the handkerchief and deliberately conceived a child, it would be a capital crime and the servant on duty would be sentenced to death.
Chu Xian was carried by the man into the bathtub to bathe.
She was so lazy that all the bones in her body were almost melted by him, so she let him help her bathe and change clothes, and then help her eat.
After a quick dinner, Chu Xian was so tired that she lay back on the bed.
The messy bed was now brand new, and she covered her face shyly.
In the past, she always urged him to help make the bed and would never let the servants laugh at her. But today she was so tired that she forgot about it.
Chu Xian glared viciously at the bastard who was eating at the table.
He was fine, like a male fairy who was replenishing his yang by taking yin. Now he was refreshed after taking a bath and changing his clothes. He was full of energy and vitality, sitting at the table and enjoying his dinner leisurely.
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