Chapter 864: Concubine Wen's Good Skills
The two of them hugged each other quietly for a long time, until the Fourth Master felt a dull pain in his heart and his whole body tensed up.
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Jiu was startled and immediately looked at him. He saw a heart of love on his head, so bright and intense that it looked like it was about to bleed blood. He was stunned for a moment. The color of the heart seemed to have become even richer. It even seemed to have formed a solid substance.
"Why are you so nervous? I just suddenly remembered something else." The Fourth Master pulled the corner of his mouth and put his hand on Wenjiu's forehead. "Why are you always so nervous? Well, grinding ink is such a tiring job, you don't need it. You have been traveling for several days, and I am afraid you are exhausted from saving Honghui today. Go and rest."
As he spoke, the Fourth Master stretched out his long arm, carried the warm wine and placed her on the bed. He quickly took off his shoes and wrapped him tightly in a quilt.
"Stop moving around and get some rest. I'm going to the front yard to take care of some things and will be back later. Oh, by the way, Honghui is still outside. He seems very worried about you. If you can't sleep for the time being, can you let him come in and take a look?"
"Why not?" Wen Jiu naturally had no problem with it, so he just smiled and nodded: "Master, go and come back soon, you don't need to worry about us here anymore."
"Okay, stop trying to get up." The Fourth Master held Wenjiu's shoulder and said, "Rest, baby."
The Fourth Master was still gently brushing his lips against Wen Jiu's wide-open eyes.
Wenjiu couldn't help laughing for a moment, but in the end he cooperated with him and even snored.
The Fourth Master, who had already taken two steps, couldn't help but pull the corner of his mouth back again, turned back and quickly kissed the corner of her lips, then left quickly.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of Qingliang Pavilion, the Fourth Master groaned, and the next second, he spat out thick black blood again.
Su Peisheng, who was standing beside him, was startled and immediately ran over to support the Fourth Master: "Master! How could you be like this? Come! Someone! Go call the palace doctor!"
The Fourth Master pushed Su Peisheng away and glanced at his palm, trying to calm his breathing. After a while, he finally calmed down a little and said in a low voice, "Go to the front yard and don't alarm anyone."
He now needs a quiet place to heal his wounds.
Fortunately, Jiu'er had given him two spirit stones before. This should be enough to temporarily suppress his anger.
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While Wen Jiu was watching the Fourth Master's back, he always felt a little uneasy.
He lay quietly with his head tilted for a few minutes, then suddenly sat up: "That's not right! Where's Xiaojin? Xiaojin! Don't scare me, where are you?"
"Aunt, what's wrong with you?" After Honghui entered the room, he was a little afraid to get close to Wenjiu. He just stood farther away, his young face full of concern.
Wenjiu tried calling out several times, but there was no response from Xiaojin. He then glanced at Honghui and asked, "How are you? Are you feeling better?"
"Thanks to Auntie's care, Honghui is fine now. Auntie, this time, Honghui will definitely remember the great kindness. In the future, if Auntie needs Honghui in any way, Honghui will definitely go through fire and water for him."
Suddenly he knelt down and bowed deeply to Wen Jiu.
He added seriously, "If Aunt Wen doesn't mind Honghui, Honghui is willing to serve you forever to repay Aunt Wen for saving my life."
Wen Jiu looked at the child in front of him who was acting like an adult and couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "But you are so small now, you can't lift anything with your hands or carry anything on your shoulders. Tell me, what's the point of having you here? Are you going to serve me, or should I send extra people to serve you?"
Honghui had calculated everything, but he had never expected Wenjiu to respond like this. He was stunned for a moment.
Then he looked at his arm and didn't know what to say for a long time.
Wen Jiu suddenly laughed, "Actually, you don't have to be so sentimental about what happened today. I just couldn't bear to see him suffer the pain of losing his child again. You don't have to feel any pressure."
I'm sure you're well aware of the relationship between your mother and me. It's not a life-and-death feud, but it's bound to be a tit-for-tat situation. I'm afraid it's impossible for you to appear at my place all the time. You'd better stay away from my yard from now on."
Honghui was stunned for a moment: "I will never be estranged from my aunt. Aunt, Honghui has an unwelcome request. Can you also accept Honghui as your disciple?"
"No. Honghui, do you know what kind of impact this will have on you? If you take a woman as your master, how will you go about your future?"
"I know, but Honghui is willing." Honghui curled his lips and said, "Just now I heard Aunt Dashao and the others talking. Aunt Wen has accepted an apprentice who is older than me. Since Aunt Wen has accepted one, why can't Honghui become the second one?"
Honghui couldn't help but clench his fists. After thinking for a long time, he felt that this was the best way.
In fact, he didn't want to call her Aunt Wenjiu. He always felt that such a title didn't suit her. If he could become her disciple, it would be a natural return of gratitude.
"Don't even think about it. I won't agree. I only accepted that disciple because it was an accident. It's really difficult. Honghui, the relationship between your mother and I means you can't be my disciple. You'd better give up as soon as possible. Don't mention this matter again."
Drink some warm wine and make things clear quickly and decisively to avoid giving your child any unnecessary fantasies.
"Auntie..." Honghui glanced at Wenjiu and pursed his lips: "Honghui listens to Auntie."
After saying this, he pursed his lips quietly and said nothing more. He was as quiet as a wooden doll.
Wen Jiu took a look at the child in front of him and realized that he must be feeling lost.
As the saying goes, the crying child gets candy. But this child never cries, and his sensibleness makes people feel distressed.
Wen Jiu didn't dare to be too gentle with him, so he just kept a straight face and said, "Stay here for a few days with me, and I'll send you to the master after you've recovered from your injury."
"Really? Thank you, auntie." Honghui couldn't help but curl his lips.
The father-in-law who stayed beside him to look after him had his eyes wide open at this moment. This was the first time he saw the eldest prince laughing so happily.
He then glanced at the concubine again and could not help but lower his head even lower.
The concubine was really good at it. With this incident, she completely won the heart of the eldest prince.
There are five children in the mansion, four of whom are her biological children, and one is a legitimate child. He is not close to the original wife, but is closer to her and wants to be her apprentice.
But the young eunuch didn't understand. If he accepted Honghui as his apprentice, wouldn't it mean that Concubine Wen would have the final say in the backyard from now on? Why didn't she agree?
However, no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. He was now more cautious on duty, fearing that he would offend anyone in the yard.
"Honghui, what's wrong with you?" While speaking, Wenjiu felt that something was wrong with Honghui.
"Auntie Wen..." Honghui responded and then started grinning. As he laughed, he fell backwards.
"Big Brother!"
"Honghui!"
Wenjiu hugged him in a lightning-fast manner, his fingers resting on his wrist. After a moment of silence, his brows furrowed even more: "Why is it still like this?"
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