Chapter 4 Who says only those standing in the light are heroes?
The atmosphere in Shoukang Palace changed drastically with the appearance of Gu Qingheng. The empress dowager was busy asking about her favorite grandson's daily life and meals, so she left Zhao Mingzhu aside and ignored her.
Zhao Mingzhu was happy to see this happen, but secretly felt sorry for her own suffering hand. She said, "You've suffered so much. I will buy the most expensive medicine for you when I go back."
Gu Qingheng responded to the Queen Mother's words with a smile on his face, "When my grandson came here, I heard the eunuch say that the Crown Princess had angered the Empress Dowager?"
The Queen Mother glanced at Zhao Mingzhu, who had been howling for a long time without shedding a single tear.
"She brought this upon herself. Both your father and you are extremely soft-hearted, yet I chose to be the bad guy, letting certain people down."
What Zhao Mingzhu did could not be made public, but everyone knew what the Queen Mother was hinting at.
At this moment, the Queen Mother seemed to remember something and ordered the palace servants: "What are you all standing there for? Keep beating me!"
This posture seems to be really intended to make Zhao Mingzhu endure thirty strokes of the cane.
Zhao Mingzhu: “…”
Gu Qingheng picked up the tea and suddenly saw Zhao Mingzhu looking at him with her head tilted and blinking hard, with the word "help" in her eyes seeming to pop out.
"The Crown Princess was wrong, but the Imperial Grandmother just gave her a beating. I'm sure she'll remember this lesson and won't dare to do anything wrong again. As your grandson suggests, I'll spare her the next beating."
Zhao Mingzhu's eyes lit up. Who says that only those who stand in the light are heroes?
The Queen Mother was about to reject it when she saw Gu Qingheng pick up the teacup and sip it gently. After putting it down, a faint smile appeared on his lips:
"How about copying Buddhist scriptures instead? Buddhist scriptures contain great wisdom and can calm the mind and spirit of the copyist. What do you think, Grandmother?"
Zhao Mingzhu, who was about to play the good guy card, said: "..."
She looked down at her slightly swollen palms, then turned her head again to look at Gu Qingheng and couldn't help gritting her teeth. This guy did it on purpose, he did it on purpose!
Asking someone whose hands have been beaten to copy scriptures is like rubbing salt into her wounds!
The Queen Mother thought about it for a while, then nodded and said to the palace maid:
"Take her to the side hall of the Buddhist temple and ask her to copy the Heart Sutra. She will not be allowed to leave the palace until she finishes copying it."
Zhao Mingzhu followed the palace maid dejectedly, but when she passed by Gu Qingheng, she became furious and tried to kill him with her eyes.
But Gu Qingheng seemed not to hear it. He lowered his eyes and looked into the cup without raising his eyelids for a moment.
After Zhao Mingzhu entered the side hall of the Buddhist temple, the palace servants of Shoukang Palace quickly prepared the paper, ink, brush and inkstone, and then said respectfully:
"Please, Princess. If you need anything, just call the servants."
Zhao Mingzhu waved her hands too weakly. After the people left, she fell directly on the couch and raised her hands.
"Damn Gu Qingheng, what on earth was I expecting? This guy is just a hypocrite, and the Queen Mother actually said he's soft-hearted..."
Gu Yu, who had come to watch Zhao Mingzhu's groans, heard everything. She hugged her chest and said, "What a joke!"
"Zhao Mingzhu, oh Zhao Mingzhu, this princess knew you'd have a good day. It's truly gratifying!"
Zhao Mingzhu propped herself up with her hands and sat up. Her face twisted for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.
"Princess, do I have a grudge against you?"
Damn it, when she came, the key information given to her for this book was pitifully small, just a dry paragraph, and it revolved around the part where she would be strangled to death on her wedding night.
So now she goes into the sea with her eyes closed - groping in the dark.
After hearing this, Gu Yu walked up to Zhao Mingzhu, touched his chin and said sarcastically:
"When did you become such a coward? You dare not admit it, and even resorted to such a difficult trick as amnesia."
Zhao Mingzhu threw her head back and fell on the couch again. She chose to be cowardly:
"Princess, if I have ever offended you, I hope you will forgive my fault and not hold it against me."
When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. It's worth it to exchange a moment of submission for a lifetime of peace!
Zhao Mingzhu admitted her mistake too quickly, which made Gu Yu frown. What kind of person is Zhao Mingzhu? She has a stinky mouth to hold up the sky even if it falls, but now she is so soft.
Is this a trick?
Gu Yu looked at Zhao Mingzhu warily. Did this woman learn a new trick, hoping to make her let down her guard so that she could retaliate doubly?
But when Gu Yu saw the other person's desperate look, he instinctively thought that it was not the case.
She curled her lips and said, "Don't try to play tricks. Now that the Empress Dowager is back, you'd better behave yourself!" After she said that, she turned around and left the Buddhist hall.
In fact, Zhao Mingzhu had already fallen asleep.
On the waterside pavilion outside the Buddhist temple, Gu Yu saw her royal brother admiring the fish. She thought for a moment and walked over:
"Is your Royal Brother planning to meet Zhao Mingzhu?"
Gu Qingheng threw all the fish food in his hand into the pot, attracting a group of fish to scramble for it.
He didn't comment, but asked, "My sister has already met the Crown Princess. Has she applied the medicine to her hand?"
Gu Yu looked strange after hearing this, then said: "My royal brother really cares... Did she apply the medicine?"
If you really care, you should just protect the other person at that time instead of asking him to copy scriptures.
Gu Qingheng seemed not to hear the implication of the person in front of him:
"Of course, she is my Crown Princess after all."
Gu Yu was speechless after hearing this. Everyone thought that her brother was a gentleman, but she didn't think so.
Speaking of which, Zhao Mingzhu is also sick. She can fall in love with anyone or marry anyone she wants, but she insists on marrying into the East Palace.
Didn't she ever doubt at all whether Gu Qingheng had a heart of a bodhisattva or a heart of a devil?
Thinking of this, Gu Yu was happy again. She had a hunch that there would be a lot of big dramas in the future.
"Brother, if there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."
Gu Qingheng nodded, turned around and continued to watch the fish swimming in the pond.
The sun was setting in the west and Zhao Mingzhu had just woken up. She looked at the last ray of colorful clouds outside in confusion.
At this time, Qiao'er came in with a lunch box. She had already cried when she heard that Zhao Mingzhu was beaten.
"Princess Consort...does your hand still hurt? I brought some ointment."
Qiao'er took out the medicine bottle and moved closer to Zhao Mingzhu. Seeing her still swollen hands, tears as big as beans fell from her eyes.
"Wuwu...it's all my fault. If I were here, I would have taken the punishment for you."
Zhao Mingzhu watched her apply a large amount of snow-white paste on her palm, and suddenly felt a cool sensation.
"How can I blame you for this? It's all my fault. Besides, even if you were here, the Queen Mother wouldn't let you take the punishment for me."
Regarding the issue of being beaten, the summary is that the previous generation did something stupid and the later generations were struck by lightning.
But Qiao'er was still very distressed, she couldn't help but say:
"If I had known earlier, I would have listened to the Duke. We would not have married you and sent you far away to avoid the limelight. Wouldn't it have been better for you to come back in peace in the future? But you insisted on marrying into the Eastern Palace."
Zhao Mingzhu nodded secretly after hearing this, so the original owner fell into the trap and ended up as cannon fodder.
"Okay, don't worry, things will get better after this."
Zhao Mingzhu has always been clear that if she accepted the original owner's kindness, she would naturally have to suffer her punishment.
How can this not be considered a high return for a slave who originally lived on a monthly salary of 3,000 yuan, had no five social insurances, and where having two days off a week was illegal?
As for the high risk, she thought that at least she could live a rich and prosperous life and make a lot of money!
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