Chapter 451: Minions love their mothers extremely

Shuli closed his mouth.
She held the quilt and thought of the already formed male fetus, and tears rolled down again.
Concubine Jiang was eating the honeydew, and said indifferently: "There will be children in the future. What can you do to be sad? Nan Baoyi has already entered Qingshui Temple. That is our territory. What do we want? It's not our final decision. You cry like this, if you don’t know, you still think what happened to you in your home."
Shuli wiped his tears.
That milk was poured by the imperial concubine herself.
The grass black was also put in by the imperial concubine.
It's just that she chose this path.
"What Niangniang said is that I am short-sighted." She swallowed all the grievances and looked around expectantly. "Niangniang, where's your majesty? Your child is gone, your highness must be very sad."
Concubine Jiang's face was not very pretty.
As a mother, she knew her son's inferiority.
When he saw Nan Baoyi in Baosha, his eyes were green, and he asked the emperor to send Nan Baoyi to Qingshui Temple, just to save her life.
Fortunately, she sent the maid to watch Huaimei closely, and didn't ask him to follow her out of the palace.
She put down the ivory toothpicks and said, "The child is gone, he is very sad, and is crying in the side hall. This time the reopening of Chunwei, the emperor appointed the prince, the king of Jing, the king of England and him to jointly serve as the chief examiner. This is a test for the prince. He is a man, you, as a wife, don’t always miss him and delay him from doing business."
Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Shu Lili's pale face. She restrained her impatience and soothed: "When cherishing beauty becomes a major event in the future, I will reverse the case for your father and transfer him back from the frontier. Lili, you must serve him well. In the future, he will inevitably benefit from you."
Shu Lili's mood became a little calmer.
She thanked Concubine Jiang Gui and lay down on the bedding with the hand of the maid, but the hateful face of Nan Baoyi appeared in her mind...
Concubine Jiang stepped out of the side hall, and Gu Chongshan was already waiting outside.
She reached out and wiped the dust on Gu Chongshan's shoulders, "Is the person sent to Qingshui Temple?"
This action is too intimate.
Moreover, Gu Chongshan suffers from cleanliness, and there is no dirt on the collar and cuffs, let alone the shoulders.
But the ladies of the courts around did not move their eyebrows, obviously they were used to it.
"Delivered." Gu Chongshan lowered his eyes.
"Everyone thinks that Qingshui'an is a good place to ask for marriage and children. The Queen Mother even visited Qingshui'an several times to pay homage to the Buddha." Jiang Guifei covered her lips with wide sleeves and smiled sarcastically. "It is indeed a breeze in the daytime. The temple of the moon, but at night, it is the famous gold-selling cave... Gu Chongshan, although you are a castr, you can go there and be happy. Look at the palace, you seem to care about the girl in the Nan family."
She stared at Gu Chongshan without a trace.
Gu Chongshan lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and lowered his posture very low: "Where did the empress say? It was the empress who supported the slave to today's high position. In the mind of the slave, only the empress is alone."
The smile of Concubine Jiang gave more true meaning.
"Knowing that you are the most loyal." She patted Gu Chongshan on the cheek, "Follow this palace obediently, this palace can't do without your benefits."
Gu Chongshan lowered his head deeply: "The slave loves his mother extremely."
Concubine Jiang Gui was very satisfied.
She put her wide sleeves together, and went to the end of the Zhu Gallery: "The emperor is worried about the Nan family. I don't expect to go to the of Nan Yan. I'm afraid I will be lucky to the main palace these few days. In front of the palace."
"Gong Niang Niang."
Gu Chongshan handed over.
Gu Chongshan straightened up until the backs of the women and those palace ladies disappeared from the field of vision.
The little respectfully handed over the handkerchief.
Gu Chongshan took the handkerchief, dusted the shoulders touched by Concubine Jiang, and wiped the cheeks that had been patted by her, "Is there any news coming from Heiyunwei?"
"Return to the governor, Mi Xia picked a girl who is good at disguising from Heiyunwei and sent it to Qingshui An. As long as she forges a good relationship with the princess in the temple, there must be a great chance of being brought back to Nanfu by the princess. So, it can be regarded as indirectly planting a hidden stake next to Xiao Yi."
Gu Chongshan threw away the veil.
He looked down at the majestic palace city, faintly, as if he saw the young girl walking in the deep and long palace alleys, wearing a silk cloth.
The girl who was missed by Gu Chongshan knelt and sat in the Zen room.
The panes are elegant and the clothes are plain. There is a walnut low case in front of her, pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all available, and there is an open Buddhist scripture.
She scratched her forehead with the brush, Dan Feng's eyes were shining.
Although it was not the little emperor who she killed, she still copied the Buddhist scriptures, which is regarded as the spirit of heaven to comfort the little emperor.
She bowed her head and blew on the rice paper, put down the brush, stretched her waist, and wanted to wander deep in the nunnery.
However, in the four corners of the meditation room, there were four stern-faced aunts sitting on their knees, with their hands folded in front of them, staring at her fiercely, as if they were watching.
"Looking at someone who eats fast and reciting Buddha, why is his face so fierce?" Nan Baoyi muttered, clenched his fist to cover his lips and coughed twice, tentatively, "Masters, I have finished copying the Buddhist scriptures, can I go out for a tour? "
Qingliu: "Just copy it once, not sincere."
Qingyan: "Insincere, you can't impress gods and Buddhas."
Qingzhi: "So the princess can only stay here and continue to copy the scriptures."
Qingyu: "Yes."
The attitude of the four aunts was cold, and they didn't even give Nan Baoyi a straight look.
Nan Baoyi grinds his teeth.
She held the writing brush, moved to an aunt, and tentatively said, "Master, what is your law name? Where do you live in your hometown and how many people in your family can eat and wear?"
I think this girl is so much nonsense. The old lady's eyebrows became more fierce, raising her chin, as if staring at her with her nostrils, and said solemnly: "Murder the emperor."
Qingyan: "The crime should be cut."
Qingzhi: "You should be grateful, copy the scriptures hard, and repay the holy grace."
Qingyu: "Yes."
Nan Baoyi: "..."
These aunts, who are not three people in one sentence, can't speak or are they not?
"I'm hungry, I don't know what to eat for dinner? You have a great incense in the temple. I heard that even the queen mother had worshipped the Buddha here. If you want to come to dinner, you will definitely be rich." She tried to say something more, "Speaking of worshipping Buddha, descendants of the Jiang family Prosperity, does his family's wife often come here to ask for children?"
Qingliu: "Too many words."
Qingyan: "Annoying."
Aoori: "Punish you not to eat at night."
Qingyu: "Yes."
Nan Baoyi's little anger rushed up.
These aunts were just too stubborn to speak, and they wanted to punish her beeping!
She lifted the ink pen dipped in ink and poke the old lady's face directly!
Nan Baoyi painted cat whiskers all over the faces of the four old women!
When the little nun ran around calling them to go to dinner, she saw the house full of mess and was shocked.
As a result, Nan Baoyi was punished not to eat dinner, and even the Buddhist room was locked from the outside.
She yelled at the fan: "Master, don't forget the rich and wealthy, take me with you if you have food!"
The group of teachers bored her too much, and the sound of footsteps disappeared quickly.
Nan Baoyi chuckled softly, grabbed the ignorant arrogance, got up and pushed open the pane of the Buddhist room.