Chapter 35 The Third Prince Murong Di
He watched the child grow up and become more and more outstanding, until something happened to the Pei family.
Pei Lingyun, the student he was most proud of in his life——
Now, it is gone.
Master Zhang closed his eyes and let out a long breath.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw Murong Ming, who was sitting behind me, dozing off on the table.
"Prince Gong!" Taifu Zhang held his breath in his chest.
"A day's plan begins in the morning, yet you're soundly sleeping in the classroom. This is truly inappropriate. Move to the back and stand for half an hour. Don't slack off any longer."
When Master Zhang becomes serious, he is very intimidating.
"Oh, I'll go right away."
Murong Ming was awakened, scratched the back of his head, and stood at the back as punishment.
He went to stand in the corner as punishment very smoothly. Although he had only been studying at Lihedian for half a month, standing in the corner and copying as punishment had become a common occurrence for him.
Instead, Murong Wan's face turned red. She covered her face with a book and cursed in her heart, "How shameful."
Murong Ming and Murong Wan were born from the same mother, but their personalities are completely opposite.
Murong Ming is not motivated and does not study. He likes to play and sleep.
Every word that Master Zhang said was full of gems, but to his ears they became a hypnotic magic sound.
Therefore, when Murong Ming was standing at the back as punishment, he was so drowsy that he almost fell asleep.
Murong Ming didn't come to his senses until the class was over.
After Tutor Zhang left the Lihe Hall, the students also stood up to rest for a while.
Murong Ming was naughty. When he saw someone walking in front of him, he deliberately stretched out his foot to trip the person.
Bang--!
The third prince Murong Di tripped and fell to the ground.
When he tried to stand up by holding onto the table, his hand accidentally knocked over the inkstone, splashing ink all over his face and body.
“Hahahaha…it looks like a black chicken, hahaha…” The culprit Murong Ming laughed so hard that he fell over.
Many other princes and princesses also joined in laughing.
No one stepped forward to help the embarrassed Murong Di.
Murong Di slowly got up, his movements as clumsy as a hundred-year-old turtle.
He raised his face, half of which was covered in ink, frighteningly black; but the other clean half was surprisingly delicate and fair.
Crown Prince Murong Zhen said, "A Ming, you tripped my third brother, you should apologize."
He seemed to be upholding justice, but his voice was light and casual, without any tone of reprimanding Murong Ming.
Murong Ming approached Murong Di with a playful smile and wiped the ink off Murong Di's face with his fingers:
"Hahahaha... I'm sorry, I apologize to the Third Prince of Wuji..."
Murong Di stood up and wiped the liquid off his face hastily, but his face became darker.
He hunched his head and shrugged, stammering nervously, "No, nothing..."
There are many royal descendants, some are favored like the Crown Prince and Ning An, and some are not favored, such as Murong Di.
Murong Di's biological mother is Concubine Hui. He is the third among the princes. He is ten years old this year, but he is still taking enlightenment classes with his six or seven-year-old brothers and sisters.
He is very stupid, can't answer questions in class, has ugly handwriting, is timid and has no composure at all, which is a waste of his handsome face.
He was not as majestic as the Crown Prince and Princess Ning'an. A foolish and unfavored prince, whose mother was not of high rank, had less power in the palace than some eunuchs.
Some members of the royal family in the Lihe Hall made fun of him, but they would not be punished anyway.
Master Ji walked in with a book in his hand. Seeing the chaotic scene in the hall and Murong Di's dirty clothes, he could guess what had happened without asking.
"Third Prince, please go back and change your clothes first." Master Ji felt a little pity for Murong Di.
This was not his first year teaching in Lihe Hall. He also taught Murong Di a few years ago.
Master Ji remembered that Murong Di was very smart when he was a child, but unfortunately one time he fell and hit a rock by the lake, and when he woke up he became a little stupid.
"Thank you, thank you, Master Ji." Murong Di covered his face with his sleeves and ran out in a disorderly manner.
He was not paying attention and didn't look at the road under his feet, and he tripped over the threshold at the door of the temple.
There was another burst of laughter in the Lihe Hall, and Murong Di left in a hurry amid the laughter.
The vermilion palace wall is very long.
Murong Di's steps were very slow.
He left alone, and even the eunuch who served him personally didn't know where he had gone.
The glazed tiles reflect golden light, which hurts the eyes.
Murong Di covered his eyes with his hands and walked with his head down, close to the palace wall.
The eunuchs and palace maids who came towards him saw that his face was dirty and his clothes were wrinkled, and some of them did not recognize that he was the third prince.
Others may have recognized him, but pretended not to recognize him and did not salute.
Murong Di walked to a deserted palace gate, turned around and walked in.
Myeonghye Palace.
As soon as I entered the front yard, it seemed that the spring atmosphere was a little less.
The people working in the yard had gone off to take a break and no one was sweeping the dust off the ground.
There is a very tall locust tree in the yard with a thick trunk and no green leaves or flowers on its branches.
Gray dead branches crisscross overhead, as if dormant in eternal winter.
A very beautiful woman was sitting on the stone bench under the locust tree, holding a jet-black cat in her arms.
Murong Di walked up to the woman:
"Mother, the child is back."
Hui Jieyu stroked the black cat's fur, smoothing it out bit by bit.
She was not surprised to see her son in such a mess, and her eyes, as clear as a lake, were calm:
"Now that you're back, go wash up first."
Hui Jieyu is thirty years old, but she looks like she is in her early twenties, and her youth seems to be frozen in her face.
Time passes, but her beauty remains unchanged.
However, there are always new people in the harem, and eternal youth may not necessarily capture the emperor's heart.
The emperor seldom comes to Minghui Palace, and Concubine Hui seems a little bit silly, holding the cat all day long.
She likes to keep cats and takes them with her wherever she goes. She even eats with the cats and gives them a bite of any food she has.
Everyone thought she was sick. How could a human eat with animals?
Hui Jieyu's cat always got lost. It would disappear while she was raising it, so she got a new cat.
Days like this have been going on for several years.
She entered the palace at the age of seventeen, when she was Hui Zhaoyi. Later, she was named Hui Fei and then Hui Gui Fei.
But the year when the Pei family encountered trouble, she became Concubine Hui.
After so many years, many people have forgotten that Concubine Hui's real name was Pei Shu.
The eldest daughter of the Pei family, a famous lady and a favorite concubine in the harem.
Now she is just a woman sitting under a tree in the cold courtyard of the palace.
Pei Shu sat under the tree for a while, then carried the cat into the hall.
She walked into the hot spring bath and saw Murong Di had just washed his face and changed his clothes.
After washing his face, Murong Di seemed like a different person, with handsome features, deep eyebrows and eyes, and his shoulders and body were relaxed.
A delightful young boy.
People often say that nephews are very much like their uncles.
Pei Shu looked at her handsome son, who looked a bit like her second brother Pei Lingyun when he was a child.
Many people know that Pei Lingyun is smart, but her son cannot be smart if he wants to survive.
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