Chapter 380: 380 snake and scorpion
Chapter 380 Chapter 380 Snakes and Scorpions
"What a crime, what a crime." The madam wailed, tears falling down her eyes again.
God was unfair. First, she lost her husband in middle age, and now she lost her husband to a man with gray hair. One of her two sons died and the other became disabled.
Aunt Jiang's mood changed several times in a short period of time, from nervousness to relief to secret joy. Her face was always gentle and gentle, and she whispered softly: "Aunt, don't worry. I will take good care of my cousin."
"You are not in good health. Go back early and have a good rest, otherwise your body will collapse first if your cousin is not well."
Aunt Jiang said to Mrs. Tai in a considerate manner.
"Minshan, thank you for your hard work!" Mrs. Tai felt at ease, and she felt more and more that Jiang Minshan could share the difficulties with her son, unlike Shen Zhi, who could only share wealth and status, and then go separate ways when disaster struck.
Chu Lingxiao, who was on the couch, was so angry that his eyes were blood red when he heard this, and he shouted "Ahhhhh".
However, he couldn't even speak a clear word, and the wife only thought that the eldest son was feeling uncomfortable because of the stroke.
Mrs. Tai wiped her tears with a handkerchief and comforted Chu Lingxiao: "Lingxiao, don't worry, mother is fine."
"You will get better! Close your eyes and have a good rest. Mom will come see you tomorrow."
The madam couldn't bear to see her eldest son like this, so she hurried away with the help of Grandma Wang. She didn't even notice that Chu Lingxiao, who fell on the couch, was even more excited. The veins on his forehead were about to burst out from under his skin. .
After seeing off Mrs. Jiang, Aunt Jiang dismissed the others in a hurry, and she stayed alone in the house with Chu Lingxiao.
When she looked at Chu Lingxiao again, her eyes became cold, indifferent, disgusted, and no longer as gentle as before.
Chu Lingxiao's blood-red eyes stared straight at Aunt Jiang. The scenes of the past ten years flashed through his mind, and his body trembled slightly.
The woman he once loved the most actually poisoned his tea!
She is so cruel!
It's a shame that he keeps her at the forefront of his heart!
Aunt Jiang seemed to know what he wanted to say, and said with a smile: "That's great."
Her voice was still as gentle as spring water. Even if someone heard this at this moment, they would not suspect that she had poisoned Chu Lingxiao.
"Eh... eh..." Chu Lingxiao's eyes widened even more, his mood fluctuated violently, and his face was ferocious.
She wanted him to die, but he refused to die!
If he wants to live, he will definitely get better!
Damn this vicious woman Jiang Minshan!
"Actually, I should have been like this a long time ago. It's my fault that I couldn't do it before." Aunt Jiang raised her lips and smiled softly, so happy and happy.
This is enough now. Shen Zhi and Chu Lingxiao have reconciled. Chu Yunmu has also changed his surname to Shen Yunmu and will no longer compete for the title of the Chu family. Moreover, with Shen Qianchen, a compatriot sister, Shen Yunmu is here. Your future will never be bad.
Then, the title of Marquis of Yongding can only belong to Chu Yunyi.
Aunt Jiang gently tucked him in and whispered, "You don't want to die, right?"
"Don't worry, I won't let you die either."
Yes, it’s okay that Chu Lingxiao is not dead. He is living like a man and a ghost now. Chu Yunyi does not need to observe filial piety and can continue to pursue his future. Otherwise, if he observes filial piety for three years, wouldn’t it delay his future again?
This is the best, she no longer has to worry about Chu Lingxiao attacking Chu Yunyi again.
She wouldn't let him die, but she wouldn't let him get better either.
The smile on Aunt Jiang's face deepened by three points, and she swore in a soft tone: "Don't worry, I will accompany you."
Always stay with him!
The spring breeze outside the window slowly blew the peach trees, and a few petals were blown off the branches by the wind, with little catkins falling to the ground.
The flower branches swayed in the spring breeze, making a rustling sound, as if they were whispering.
In the afternoon of that day, news about Chu Lingxiao's stroke and paralysis reached the palace. From Jiang Yuan to Shen Qianchen's ears, even Hu Hu was shocked.
Shen Qianchen: "?"
Chu Lingxiao is only in his thirties this year, why did he suffer a stroke? !
Although this was not impossible, Shen Qianchen still felt that Chu Lingxiao's stroke was a bit sudden.
"Do you know what's going on?" Shen Qianchen put down the brush in his hand and looked down at the "Peach Blossom Picture" he had just painted on the case, but the ink was still wet.
Jiang Yuan also guessed that Shen Qianchen wanted to ask what happened, so he answered in detail: "Today, Chu Lingxiao went to Shen's house to find Mrs. Shen in the morning, but Mrs. Shen didn't let him in. Later, Commander Pei went to Shen's house. At that time, they happened to bump into Chu Lingxiao. They didn't exchange a few words before Chu Lingxiao returned to the Chu family in despair. Soon after returning, news came out that he had suffered a stroke. Several doctors came to visit.”
Shen Qianchen: "..."
She had heard of it and let it go. Whether Chu Lingxiao was alive or dead, as long as he was not stupid enough to offend her, she would not bother to take care of the Chu family's housework.
While the master and servant were talking, a tall and tall figure walked towards this side through a peach blossom forest, walking leisurely, and slowly walked into Shen Qianchen's field of vision.
Wisps of sunlight passed through the branches and leaves of the peach tree and softly fell on Gu Jue, as if peach blossoms were blooming on his robe.
That handsome face became more and more dazzling in the sunlight, and even the peach blossoms blooming beside him seemed eclipsed.
The spring breeze blew gently, and the peach blossoms scattered on the branches. Countless pink petals fell like a drizzle, falling on Gu Jue's hair, clothes, and shoes.
"Qianchen."
He called her name, his voice was like the warm spring breeze, like flying petals, gently falling on the tip of her heart, like an invisible thread touching her mood.
When he approached, it seemed to bring bursts of peach blossom fragrance, fragrant and fragrant.
"What?" Gu Jue asked keenly.
Shen Qianchen told Chu Lingxiao about her stroke. She was just chatting with Gu Jue about daily life. If she didn't want to, Gu Jue suggested, "Let the imperial doctor take a look."
Shen Qianchen: "..."
Shen Qianchen raised his eyebrows in surprise, and Jiang Yuan was also a little surprised. Both of them felt that this was not like Gu Jue's style.
Gu Jue could tell what she was thinking at a glance. He touched her head and said calmly: "You will be getting haircut in four months. You can't keep your filial piety at this time."
In August, the national mourning was over, and Gu Jue didn't want to delay Shen Qianchen's hairpin ceremony because of Chu Lingxiao's sudden death. Even if Shen Qianchen changed her surname to Shen, Chu Lingxiao would still be her biological father.
Shen Qianchen didn't care about his haircut ceremony, but Gu Jue did and so did Shen Zhi. They both said they would hold a grand haircut ceremony for her.
For their sake, Shen Qianchen also began to look forward to his hair extension ceremony.
"Yes." She responded with a smile, revealing a pair of sweet pear dimples, and immediately ordered Jiang Yuan to find an imperial doctor to go to the Chu family to see Chu Lingxiao.
Jiang Yuan had long thought of quietly retreating, but now he resigned confidently. Gu Jue walked around behind the desk, walked behind Shen Qianchen, and leaned over to look at the painting she had just painted.
It was a picture of a peach grove under the setting sun. A few peach blossoms in one corner were dyed red by the setting sun, forming a sharp contrast with the man in the peach grove wearing white clothes like snow.
Even without asking, Gu Jue knew that she was painting him.
The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and he smiled. He stretched out his hands from both sides of her body and propped himself on the desk. His head hung slightly, his cheek pressed against hers. A few strands of his long black hair fell down and brushed lightly. Her swollen chest.
The cool breath from his body suddenly enveloped her.
Shen Qianchen relaxed his body and leaned back slightly, snuggling against Gu Jue. His movements were extremely natural, as if there was a small boat called happiness in his heart, swaying and floating happily in the lake of his heart.
The spring breeze blew their clothes and black hair, and the sunlight stretched their shadows long, intertwined, and became inseparable.
Shen Qianchen looked at their shadows cuddling together, pursed his lips and smiled, and asked casually: "Does it look good?" She was asking about the painting, her eyes filled with confidence, waiting for his praise.
Gu Jue didn't answer. He leaned over and pecked the corner of her lips, then picked her up. He sat on the stool in front of the desk and let her sit on his lap.
"Good-looking." He said with a smile, a pun, his cold voice was a bit lazy, but there was a unique temptation and charm, and a few strands of cool hair caressed the skin on the side of her neck.
Shen Qianchen felt itchy on the side of his neck and wanted to brush his hair away, but after grabbing it in his hand, he couldn't bear to let go and playfully played with his hair.
After her careful maintenance during this period, his hair became darker and brighter!
Um!
It’s all my own credit!
Shen Qianchen thought happily, playing more confidently and refusing to let go. Her delicate white fingers curled his hair in circles. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her doing the same in the shadow.
Gu Jue looked at her smiling side face, his smile rippling.
She always showed maturity far beyond her years, so he liked her childish behavior. This childlike behavior that was only shown in front of her represented a kind of intimacy that was different from others.
When he is with her, Gu Jue is always relaxed, as if the fatigue of the day has been swept away.
After enjoying the silence for a moment, Gu Jue suddenly broke the silence and asked, "I just went to see the prince. How good can his injury be?"
Over the past few days, Gu Nanjin's injury has been visibly improving. From the beginning, when he was lying on the bed in danger, the princess did not even dare to close her eyes. Gradually, the injury stabilized, the scar on the incision healed, and now Gu Nanjin can get out of bed and walk around. , but I can't walk a few steps without gasping for breath and coughing often.
The imperial doctors also reviewed Gu Nanjin every day, and the conclusion was similar to Shen Qianchen's. The prince had injured his lungs and could only be cared for slowly in the future without being affected.
How Gu Nanjin managed to save his life from a critical situation was noticed by everyone from the Crown Princess to the imperial doctors, who admired Shen Qianchen's medical skills with admiration.
Facing Gu Jue, Shen Qianchen didn't hide anything and said frankly: "The prince was injured too seriously. This time, because of my action, he barely saved his life. If he wants to return to his original state, Absolutely impossible."
The current prince is like a tree that is about to be eaten away by termites, too fragile to be hit hard.
"Because the lung lobes are injured, he will be prone to chest tightness and shortness of breath in the future, and it may also affect the heart and other internal organs. And he must not work too hard, otherwise his lifespan will be shortened."
"Especially when the weather is cold, you have to pay special attention to your health. If you get typhoid, you will be more likely to get tuberculosis and other lung diseases than ordinary people."
"However, if he rests well and doesn't work too hard, he should have no problem living past forty. I dare not say anything about it in the future."
Just like tuberculosis is described by many people as a disease of wealth, the current prince is suffering from a disease of wealth. If he were from a poor family, he might not survive this year, but in a family like the royal family, he can be nourished with various precious medicinal materials. The imperial doctors took good care of him.
The gentle wind blew gently, and the petals of the peach blossoms were blown over one after another. Some of them fell on the desks, paintings, and inkstones.
The surroundings were quiet for a moment, and Gu Jue said softly: "Gu Yuanjia is only four years old."
Shen Qianchen understood what he meant. The emperor's eldest grandson was only four years old. A four-year-old child was still too young to see anything at all now. It was unknown whether it would be good or bad in the future.
A country cannot establish a young ruler.
The spring is beautiful, the sun is setting, and the peach blossoms on the treetops are trembling gently, as if they are yawning lazily.
In silence, Gu Jue said again: "The prince just had a frank talk with me."
"He said he didn't want to take over."
"..." Shen Qianchen blinked, then blinked again.
Although she did not take the initiative to deal with court affairs, Gu Jue never hid his discussions with others from her, so she was immersed in them and knew a lot about court affairs.
Daqi seems to be stable now, but in fact the situation is very complicated. The late emperor has just passed away, and in such an extremely dishonorable way. There are still many old officials left by the late emperor in the court, including Kang Hongda and his ilk. These people are all Needs cleaning.
Da Qi's court is like a scarred person, many of the wounds have suppurated, and the wounds must be cut open, the rotten flesh removed, and the pus squeezed out to heal those wounds.
This is internal worry.
In addition to Daqi, there are also surrounding barbarians, Japanese pirates, etc. who are watching and waiting for opportunities. This is a foreign invasion.
Next, after the new emperor ascended the throne, he had to fight against the outside world and pacify the inside. Da Qi would not be able to stabilize for a few years.
But the prince's body cannot be hurt. The emperor's eldest grandson has just turned four this month. With Daqi's current situation, it is impossible to support a child to rise to power.
As the saying goes, if the king is weak, the ministers will be strong. Setting up a young ruler will only make the people of the court and the people more unstable and lay unnecessary hidden dangers.
Shen Qianchen pursed his lips and muttered, "None of the prince's younger brothers can do anything well."
Her words naturally included the second prince Gu Nanzhao.
The fourteen-year-old girl with a double-ring bun naturally showed off her attitude of giving advice, which made Gu Jue chuckle.
Indeed.
The prince was well educated by his imperial grandfather, but even so, the prince's temperament was a bit too soft for an emperor.
But the other princes such as Gu Nanzhao were all in bad shape, and the princes below the sixth prince were too young to be able to tell whether they were good or bad.
(End of chapter)