Chapter 669 Sibao Knows He’s Wrong
Wen Jiu silently picked up a shrimp and put it to his mouth: "If you don't want to eat it, mother can take it away?"
Sibao immediately hugged Wenjiu's arm and took a big bite. After swallowing the food in his mouth, he looked at Wenjiu with resentment again, his big dark eyes full of grievance.
Wen Jiu was at a loss for words and nodded his head gently: "Who made you angry? It was you, a bad boy, who was so naughty and threw things, and you're still feeling wronged?"
Sibao pouted and said, "Mother, I was wrong. Sibao knows I was wrong."
Wen Jiu took a cherry and fed him: "Although you made a mistake, mother loves you very much. But, Sibao, do you know how much silver you dropped so many things just now?"
Sibao blinked: "Mother, what is silver?"
Wen Jiu simply said, "Just like the fruits we eat every day, your favorite shredded chicken porridge, and shrimps, they were all bought with silver. If the bottle you dropped was replaced with shrimps, I'm sure you could eat them forever."
Sibao was stunned for a moment, tilting his head to look at Wenjiu: "Mother, Sibao knows he was wrong."
Wen Jiu patted his head and said, "How about you go and apologize to your father later?"
This time, Sibaoer nodded obediently: "Okay, mother, have some fruit." Then he put a cherry in his hand to Wenjiu's mouth.
The Crown Princess beside him was stunned: "He's only one year old, and he can actually understand what you say!"
Wen Jiu smiled and said, "I guess he doesn't understand, but I can't teach him twice."
The Crown Princess looked at Wenjiu, then at Sibao, and couldn't help but pinched both Wenjiu and Sibao's faces at the same time.
"You two are so beautiful."
Wen Jiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he slapped the Crown Princess's hand away: "Flower maniac."
The Crown Princess couldn't turn around and look at Sibao, so she reached out and poked him in the face again.
Although Sibao wasn't entirely satisfied, he had already angered his mother, so he suppressed his temper for a moment. He just kept a straight face and said nothing.
"Sibao, don't you like Second Aunt? Can you hang out with Second Aunt more often in the future?"
Seeing Sibao frowning, the Crown Princess teased him deliberately: "If you say you don't like Second Aunt, your mother will punish you again."
As soon as these words were spoken, Sibao looked at Wenjiu with grievance again.
Wen Jiu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry: "Second Aunt is just teasing you. As long as you apologize to Ama, Mother will not be angry. Go play with Second Aunt."
Sibao's face suddenly brightened up, and he happily took a piece of dessert and gave it to the Crown Princess: "Second Aunt, this is for you."
The Crown Princess was delighted when she saw him: "Good boy, you are worthy of being Wenjiu's son, you are really sensible."
Warming the wine: "..."
If you knew he was giving you his least favorite snack, you might not say that.
The Third and Eighth Concubine's expressions were not very good.
Including the eldest wife, she couldn't help but sigh at this moment.
The room was filled with the wives of high-ranking officials, who came forward one after another to toast Wen Jiu. She was only a concubine, but she lived a more prestigious life than the legitimate wives.
He has four sons by his side. It can be predicted that as long as Wenjiu doesn't commit suicide, his future will be smooth sailing.
It was impossible for the first wife not to be envious, especially when she saw Wen Jiu's four sons. At this moment, she couldn't even take her eyes off Si Bao's face. How great would it be if she could have so many sons?
There was a room with the most women, even more than the men.
Everyone actually has the same idea, which is to come and share in the good fortune.
Four men are really tempting to women.
Even though many of them were dissatisfied with Wenjiu's identity, it did not prevent the female members from liking Sibao.
Everyone wanted to share in the good fortune, and one after another ran to the warm wine to toast. In fact, their real purpose was not to drink, but to find an opportunity to get closer to Sibao and share in the good fortune. At this moment, even the Eighth Lady was eager to try, holding her wine glass.
The front yard was bustling with activity as a banquet was held, while the quiet and peaceful hall was a completely different scene.
The ground was littered with scattered soup and broken porcelain. The little girl, Xiuhe, was kneeling on the ground, her knees already cut by the broken pieces. But she didn't dare to get up. Tears just kept falling down her cheeks.
"Why is Wenjiu hosting the banquet again? Why does she have the right? I am the legitimate wife! I, Honghui, am the legitimate son! His children all have to be called legitimate mother by me! Why doesn't she let me go? Why?!"
As Ulanara spoke, her face became a little distorted.
Clenching his fists, he glanced at the only little girl waiting in front of him, and finally controlled his temper. He suddenly stood up and helped the girl up: "Xiuhe, you have been wronged."
After hearing this, Xiuhe not only did not feel relaxed, but was actually so frightened that her whole body began to tremble.
Ulanara did not continue to embarrass her today. Instead, she helped her clean the dust off her hands and said lightly, "Xiuhe, find a way to call the eldest prince over. I want to see him."
Honghui is now on his way back to the yard.
The images of Aunt Wen and her brothers together kept replaying in my mind. It turns out that mother and son can be so close.
Aunt Wen also said that she loved her younger brothers very much, but what about her own mother? Did she love her?
When he was about to enter the yard, Honghui suddenly stopped, turned around and walked out the door.
The young eunuch was startled: "Big Brother...what are you doing?"
Honghui said nothing, but tightened his grip around the oil-paper bag. His younger brothers all knew about the gift for Aunt Wen, and he...hadn't seen Mother for a long time. Today, he had a delicious snack. Aunt Wen had made it for him personally, because his younger brothers loved fruit. He also got some, but he wasn't sure if Mother would like it...
"Oh, eldest prince, you're finally back! I've kept you waiting for so long," the nurse said, frowning. She then added, "You've been so glorious today, staying with the Fourth Master in the front yard. Do you remember that your mother is suffering in Jinghao Hall? If you're so inclined, you should go and see Fu Jin."
Honghui was stunned when he heard this, and tightened his grip on the snack. In the end, he didn't say anything blaming, but just replied, "Let's go."
In Jinghao Hall, Honghui saw his mother and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Mother...you've lost weight."
Seeing that Ulanara had been staring at him without saying anything, Honghui finally said, "Mother, I brought some snacks for you..."
“Bang!”
Ulanara suddenly stepped forward, slapped the oil-paper bag from Honghui's hand, and stepped heavily on it.
"Eat, eat, eat! All you do is eat. How come you can't even compete for favor? You're obviously older, how can you let a few babies outdo you? Let me ask you, have you ever begged your father to let me out?"
Honghui was completely stunned. He just pursed his lips and stared at the snacks on the ground that he was reluctant to throw away, without saying a word for a long time.
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