Chapter 87: Your Majesty, please let your subordinates go hunt the black fox!
Outside the courtyard, Chu Zhiyu gave a colorful embroidered sachet today.
"Your Highness, this is a soothing sachet made by Zhiyu herself. The pattern on it was taught to me by my mother. It's a pattern of a magpie climbing a branch. Ahem... It's a pity that I'm clumsy and always make it wrong..."
"The sachet is filled with soothing spices. Zhiyu heard that the prince has been busy with affairs recently and was worried that he wouldn't be able to sleep well, so she made this sachet. Ahem... I hope it can be of some use, ahem..."
Chu Zhiyu's voice was timid, and he coughed several times in between words.
As Chu Zhiyu finished speaking, the maidservant who was serving him immediately knelt on the ground. With a worried look on her face, she kowtowed to Prince Xiao before speaking anxiously:
"In reply to Your Majesty, Master Chu is weak. He caught a cold at night while sewing this sachet for Your Majesty. He has been coughing for the past two days and the medicine hasn't helped. He doesn't even have a thick piece of clothing. The weather is getting colder day by day. I'm worried—"
But the maid was interrupted by Chu Zhiyu before she could finish her words.
"Yuzhu, stop talking." Chu Zhiyu interrupted the maid, then pretended to be anxious and scolded the maid: "Yuzhu, get up, don't talk nonsense to the prince, I'm fine."
Seeing this, Xiao Jiwu frowned, a hint of impatience flashing across his face. His gaze quickly fell on Zhao Mingde. After motioning Zhao Mingde to take the sachet, he casually instructed, "Zhao Mingde, find someone to make him some clothes."
"Yes, I've made note of it and will do it tomorrow." Zhao Mingde quickly agreed and reached out to take the sachet from Chu Zhiyu.
Xiao Jiwu then raised his foot and planned to go straight back to the bedroom.
Chu Zhiyu's thoughts turned as he hurriedly took two steps forward, saying, "Zhiyu thanks Your Highness for your concern. Yuzhu is just being concerned and saying nonsense. Actually, I'm fine."
As he spoke, a trace of sadness suddenly appeared on Chu Zhiyu's face, as if he recalled some sad things.
Then he began to perform on his own: "Zhiyu has heard people say that fox fur cloaks are the warmest, but they are too precious. My mother wanted to sew one for Zhiyu, but unfortunately our family was poor, and my mother was unable to do so until her death."
Hearing this, before Xiao Jiwu could say anything, Yun Qingshi in the room suddenly widened his eyes in shock.
Fox fur cloak!
Did Chu Zhiyu mention the fox fur cloak?
He must have heard it wrong!
Yun Qingshi immediately sat up from the light couch in a hurry, but did not dare to make any sound, for fear of missing any word, and even more worried that he had just misheard in his impatience.
As for Prince Xiao, upon hearing this, his brows furrowed again, but he was too lazy to say anything more. He just opened his lips again and said, "Zhao Mingde."
However, although he was giving instructions to Zhao Mingde, his eyes were always on the direction of the bedroom.
Seeing that there was no one behind the two windows and the front door, Prince Xiao's dissatisfaction became even more intense.
You used to lie behind the window and watch the fun, but now you are too lazy to even watch?
Thinking of this, Xiao Jiwu's eyes couldn't help but darken.
Zhao Mingde quickly agreed again: "Yes, I understand."
And the look he gave Chu Zhiyu couldn't help but carry a hint of annoyance.
If he still couldn't see what Mr. Chu was thinking, then he would be stupid.
Their prince's body is so precious, how can anyone cling to him...
Chu Zhiyu was completely unaware of Prince Xiao's thoughts. Seeing him standing there in silence, he continued with the words he had rehearsed before: "Zhiyu also heard that... the best cloak is the black fox fur cloak..."
Yun Qingshi:!
He didn't hear wrongly, Chu Zhiyu really came to ask for the black fox fur cloak!
So his freedom is not far away!
After hearing this, Yun Qingshi could no longer sit still. He hurriedly stood up and ran to the front door of the hall, anxious to get closer to listen.
Zhao Mingde could no longer conceal the disgust on his face after hearing this. He immediately said speechlessly, "Oh, Master Chu, you're really good at it. Black fox fur is extremely rare. It's hard to buy enough on the market to make a cloak. Where can I get it for you?"
Chu Zhiyu continued to speak anxiously after hearing this. He said, "The masters around the prince are all very skilled in martial arts. Hunting a few fox furs is not difficult. Zhiyu thinks that the Eleventh Master is..."
Xiao Jiwu's mood had improved slightly when he noticed the familiar figure appearing behind the door, but when he heard Chu Zhiyu say Ying Shiyi's name, his expression suddenly turned gloomy.
The sharp gaze fell on Chu Zhiyu, and Chu Zhiyu fell silent instantly, and was so scared that he took two steps back unconsciously.
Xiao Jiwu's eyes were unusually cold, and his voice was clearly filled with anger. He said, "Your mother saved my life. I will order others to hunt for a few fox skins, but Ying Shiyi, no, don't think about it anymore—"
Before Xiao Jiwu could finish his words, Yun Qingshi, who had heard the voice, rushed out anxiously and interrupted the man: "I can do it!"
He is capable, when did he fail? This Xiao Jiwu just talks nonsense about him outside!
Xiao Jiwu's words were interrupted, and his gaze softened unconsciously when it fell on Yun Qing. He just asked helplessly: "Ying Shiyi, what are you doing out here?"
Of course he came out to put things back on track!
This was the plot he had been waiting for for so long, but Xiao Jiwu rejected it with just a few words. How could he accept it!
Yun Qingshi replied hastily with a serious face: "Master Chu, if you don't want the black fox fur, I can go hunt it."
Hearing this, Xiao Jiwu pursed his lips, but did not respond to Yun Qingshi's words. He turned to Zhao Mingde and said again: "Send the guest out."
"Yes." Zhao Mingde agreed hurriedly, and then said to Chu Zhiyu: "Mr. Chu, you should go back first."
Chu Zhiyu was also frightened just now. Hearing this, he nodded obediently and led the maid out of the courtyard of Yian Palace under the guidance of Zhao Mingde.
Xiao Jiwu didn't say anything else, but just went straight back to the bedroom, obviously not intending to respond to Yun Qingshi.
Yun Qingshi was extremely anxious when he realized this.
If he can't get out this time, he doesn't know if he will have another chance!
So Yun Qingshi hurried back to the bedroom.
At this time, Birui and Bitao also came in and began to change Prince Xiao's clothes into court robes. Yun Qingshi paced back and forth in the room anxiously waiting.
After the two maids finished their work and left, he could no longer hold back and hurried to Xiao Jiwu, saying flatteringly, "Your Highness, please let your subordinates go hunt the black fox."
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