Chapter 487 The villain is the queen (4)
Hearing the message from the young eunuch, Hu Yan took it for granted. He opened his robe behind him and sat down directly before giving instructions.
"Serve tea."
"Wait a moment, I'll go right away."
Normally after drinking a cup of tea, Concubine Hui will appear.
Today was no exception. Hu Yan took a sip of hot tea and then discussed the affairs of the house with the guard standing behind him.
At some point, a cup of tea was finished and the cup gradually cooled down. The little eunuch quickly refilled the cup.
"You have tea."
Hu Yan's expression remained unchanged, he glanced behind him from the corner of his eye and asked calmly.
"What have you been busy with lately? I heard from people in the palace that the concubine has withdrawn the greetings from other concubines in the palace. Is it possible that the concubine is not in good health today?"
The little eunuch shook his head and remained silent.
This is beyond the control of slaves like them.
Hu Yan stopped talking and sat upright. His eyes stayed on the golden soft couch in the first place. He was slightly fascinated by it for a while. The coldness in his eyes was revealed, and the fingers holding the cup tightened.
In this way, it was almost noon when Zhou Ye, with his long hair disheveled, walked slowly from the back hall. He was wearing a bright red embroidered robe with gold silk, and underneath he still wore the undergarment he wore when sleeping, and his feet were covered with slippers. Wearing a pair of pink embroidered shoes.
The woman came over and yawned lazily. Her eyes were as charming as silk, and her cheeks were as pink as peach. She sat on the beauty couch with a lazy and carefree expression, and never raised her head to look at Hu Yan.
"Mother, please rinse your mouth."
The little eunuch came over with a golden plate. The shallow mouth of the plate was filled with clear spring water. Zhou Ye raised his head slightly, took a sip of water, rinsed the bulging cheeks on both sides for a while, and then spit on the plate. Take a bite.
Hu Yan, who had been sitting silently below, stood up on his own initiative, walked to the opposite side of Zhou Ye, and bowed down to salute her.
"My son, I would like to send my regards to my mother." Concubine Hui is twenty-eight this year, and the second prince Hu Yan is eighteen. There is a ten-year age difference between them, so mother and son are well matched.
Zhou Yeke became a mother for the first time. Although she was inexperienced, she felt pretty good. She got such a big son for nothing and still had the pleasure of being a mother.
"Well, let's get up."
Hu Yan stood up and quickly glanced around Zhou Ye with his deep eyes.
For some reason, he felt that something was not right about Concubine Hui today.
Even though he had some concerns in his heart, the man didn't show it at all and greeted him step by step.
"How is your mother's health lately?"
"Well, it's pretty good."
At this point, the greetings are almost over.
But Hu Yan didn't intend to leave. The man who was standing upright one second suddenly knelt down with an unexpected "pop" the next second!
The little eunuch standing next to him lowered his head, but Zhou Ye accepted the kneeling calmly.
"Concubine! I want to ask my concubine today why Xiang Sui was executed?"
When Xiang Sui was mentioned, Hu Yan's eyes quickly turned red, and his face was gritted with teeth. It was obvious at a glance that he was suppressing unwillingness and anger.
Crying over a maidservant, this prince is really ridiculous.
If it were Concubine Hui in the past, she would definitely have ridiculed him.
Hu Yan was still kneeling on his knees, with his head in front of Zhou Ye, his voice trembling, expressing anger and sadness.
Zhou Ye held his chin, and on his smooth and fair forehead, a pair of slender willow-leaf curved eyebrows were slightly raised. The beautiful eyes under the curved eyebrows were even more indifferent, without any emotion.
(End of chapter)