As you speak, hold out your hands with just the right amount of trembling.
Long Yi saw Qiao Wanyou's red hands at a glance, and felt a pain in his heart. He quickly walked over and held them gently.
"Does it hurt?"
Wan Niang nodded and shook her head hurriedly: "It doesn't hurt, my body doesn't hurt."
The more she said this, the more distressed Long Yi became. After all, he couldn't say harsh words to his mother-in-law. He only said: "Mother-in-law, you know that Wanyu can't see her, so why do you still need her to make the bed?"
The concubine was angry: "Ms. Qiao, it is your duty as a daughter-in-law to tell the morning and dusk, and you actually told him about this? Do you think I insulted you?"
"My daughter-in-law does not dare." Wan Niang lowered her head, "I have not mentioned this matter to the prince."
"It's really not Wanyou who said that." Long Yi said, "Mother, I invited Wanyou back in every possible way. She is your daughter-in-law, and it's right to ask for sleep at night. But the problem is that Wanyou's eyesight is inconvenient. , just ask the servants to do such small things as making the bed, why do you insist on doing this? ”
The concubine looked unhappy.
I couldn't answer the question for a while, so I just stopped talking.
Long Yi was inconvenient to calm down with his mother and concubine. He turned his eyes and saw a figure behind the screen, and immediately shouted: "Who is it, come out!"
Mrs. Ling then bowed her head and walked out, Fu Li said: "I have met the prince."
"Is it your idea?"
The voice was deep and filled with power and anger.
"Not my concubine." Mrs. Ling denied it flatly and raised her bandaged hands. "My lord, look, this is Wanyu's masterpiece. She asked me to serve tea, but the tea burned me."
"You can call me Wanyou?" Long Yi scolded, turning to look at Qiao Wanyou, "Did you ask Ling to serve tea?"
"Back to the prince, yes." Qiao Wanyou said frankly, "The concubine ordered me to serve tea this morning. The tea was scalding hot. I thought maybe the palace had such rules, so I followed it. The tea was indeed hot, and my hands were also burned. .”
Yan Funing spoke just right: "Mother, Concubine Ling's hand is bandaged."
"Oh, maybe Concubine Ling's skin is more delicate and needs to be bandaged." Qiao Wanyou smiled, "Unlike me, I have lived in the country for a long time, and my skin is rough and fleshy. Two burns are not a problem."
After saying that, he gently pulled out his hand.
“You still said it’s okay?”
Long Yi felt very distressed, and once again protected her hand in his palm, blowing gently.
Yan Funing's eyes widened.
Yo ho ho, good thing.
It will definitely make Mrs. Ling and the concubine angry.
As expected, she saw that their faces looked very stinky.
Qiao Wanyou shrank her hands: "Your Majesty, please don't brag. Your Majesty has put your concubine in a position opposite to Concubine Ling. After all, she has helped me occupy the position of Princess for more than ten years. I should be most grateful to her."
"Grateful?" Long Yi snorted, "Grateful as hell?"
While speaking, a glance swept away.
"Mr. Ling, you have to position yourself correctly and always pay attention to your identity!"
Mrs. Ling quickly said, "I know it."
Long Yi turned his eyes to the concubine and said: "Mother, concubine, we will cancel the matter of morning and dusk from now on. You feel bored, and so do others, why bother?"
One person wants to get up early, and a group of people want to get up early.
When we get together, we always talk about the same things about cars and wheels, which is very boring.
The concubine waved her hand: "Okay, okay, let's go, I'm tired too."
Everyone said yes.
Long Yi personally helped Qiao Wanyou out.
Yan Funing, Nanny Li and Caiyu followed behind.
When they walked away, Mrs. Ling complained to the concubine: "Auntie, look, the prince only has Qiao Wanyou in his eyes now."
"Okay, I'm tired today too." The concubine sighed, "Don't even think about it. Qiao Wanyu gave birth to three children, and you only gave birth to one. The most important thing is that Qiao Wanyou gave birth to a first assistant."
"This..." Ling frowned.
"You should go back and think about it carefully." The concubine gave the eviction order.
Ling had no choice but to claim yes. On the road leading to Mingzhu Garden, Long Yi supported Qiao Wanyou and walked slowly.
Yan Funing slowed down and followed them not far or near.
It was indeed unexpected for Prince Jin to come over, but it was good that things were handled perfectly, and my mother-in-law did not have to go to the concubine to sleep in the morning and evening from now on.
When they returned to Mingzhu Garden, they met Fu Ciyi returning.
Fu Ciyi was unhappy with the situation of his mother being hugged by Long Yi.
He immediately pulled his mother over and said in a bad tone: "What are you doing here?"
Long Yi gritted his molar teeth: "You kid, please understand, this is my palace, you are my son, and your mother is my princess."
Why does his words sound superfluous?
After that, he grabbed Qiao Wanyou's arm from his son and helped her into Mingzhu Garden.
Fu Ciyi looked at Yan Funing who was looking back: "What's going on?"
"It's a long story." Yan Funing said, "As soon as you go out in the morning, the people next to the concubine will come over..."
She briefly talked about the so-called morning and evening meditation throughout the day.
Hearing Fu Ciyi's face filled with anger, his eyes turned to Yan Funing: "You go back to your room first."
"What are you going to do?" She grabbed him.
Fu Ciyi patted the back of her hand: "I'll go and have a few words with him."
I can't vent my anger without saying a few words.
If I don't say a few words, I will be even more angry in this palace from now on.
"Then take it easy." Yan Funing comforted her softly.
"I know."
The couple then entered Mingzhu Garden.
One is towards the main courtyard, and the other is towards their own courtyard.
Fu Ciyi strode into the main courtyard.
In the room, Long Yi was ordering people to call the doctor. When he saw him coming, he didn't give him a good look: "What do you want to say?"
"I don't want to say anything. I just want to tell King Jin that it was you who invited us back. How can such a trivial matter like morning and dusk be used to torture people?"
"I have already taken care of the matter." Long Yi sneered, "How do you say, do you want to teach me how to do things?"
"I don't dare." Fu Ciyi said again, "I want to ask the King of Jin to take care of the women in his own backyard."
"You bastard, do you believe I will kick you out?"
"I have already walked through it once more than ten years ago, and I am not afraid of doing it again." Fu Ciyi's expression remained unchanged, his voice was cold, "The King of Jin must know better than anyone who was responsible for the fire."< br>
Long Yi punched Fu Ciyi in the face: "You bastard!" He pointed at the tip of his nose angrily, "I gave birth to you, and killing you is as easy as killing an ant. Why should I kill you?" Are you going to take that bastard back to the palace again?”
"Ciyi." Wanniang fumbled, "Son, do you want it?"
"Mom, I'm fine." Fu Ciyi pushed his tongue against his cheek. His cheek hurt but he didn't fight back. He just said, "Sooner or later, I will return this punch."
"Your Majesty, please don't beat Ciyi. He has been sensible since he was a child and has suffered a lot with me." Wan Niang cried.
"Get out!" Long Yi scolded.
Fu Ciyi left the main room.
As soon as he left the main room, he gestured toward the darkness.
A response came immediately.
Uninformed people cannot hear it.
Back in their yard, Yan Funing saw that his face was red and the corners of his lips were bleeding, and she felt heartbroken.
"What's going on? Did King Jin hit you?"
"He hit me, but I'm fine."
He reached out to touch the injury at the corner of his lip. (End of chapter)