Chapter 80: Prostitute

On Silent Summer Night, Han was sitting under the window sewing clothes. It was strange to say that it was clear that there was no wind, but the candlestick at the corner of the table suddenly jumped. Han was accidentally stabbed by the candle flame.
Han screamed and put his fingertips in his mouth. She complained secretly in her heart, it was really unlucky to see blood at night.
Han was carefully looking at the wound on his fingertips, and suddenly heard the cry of the little maid outside. Han was pleasantly surprised: "Here is the son?"
The British government drove to the Summer Palace, and the Han, as the invisible mistress in the empire courtyard, of course also followed decently. But in recent years, she has gotten older, and the number of days the Prince of England spends the night here is very few. Sudden visits like tonight are even rarer.
Han threw down the half-made needle and thread and greeted the door with joy. She smiled all over her face, but seeing the look of the British son, Han was startled: "The son?"
Who made the prince angry, he looked worried.
Han muttered to himself, but did not take it to heart. She eagerly waited for the British son to take a seat, and then went to make tea for him, the whole person was as busy as a top.
The British Prince looked at her back coldly, Han turned around and talked to Shizi without warning, unexpectedly startled by his eyes. The Han gradually felt scared, and forced a smile: "Shizi, what's wrong with you? Why do you look at your concubine with such a look."
The British Prince looked for a moment, and said lightly: "It's okay. You don't need to be busy, sit down, I have something to tell you."
The Han family was flattered, and the expression on his face was as shy and joyful as a twenty-eight girl: "Second son, you are the master, and the slave is just a concubine. It is not good to sit next to you..."
The British Prince didn't have the patience to listen anymore. If he said that he used to like the manner of a gentle girl like Han, but now he just looks sick. Since she didn't want to sit, it was rare for the British Prince to take care of her. He asked directly: "How much do you know about Yunniang back then?"
The smile on Han's face froze. After a while, she reacted, and quickly covered her mouth with a veil, pretending to be coughing: "Well, my concubine caught a cold last night when she was in her body, which made her laugh... You Why did you ask Yun Niang suddenly? The concubine had forgotten about the events long ago."
"Forgot?" The British prince laughed in anger. He threw out the contents of his sleeves with a bang. The hip flask was slender and small, and his stomach was carved with intricate and gorgeous Western patterns. He looked very beautiful. "If you really forget, then I'll help you think about it, did Yun Niang happen to be drinking with you before the accident?"
When Han saw the special wine jug, she panicked. Her superficial skills were far worse than her daughter, and it showed on her face. The British Prince understood when he saw Han's expression. Han knelt on the ground in panic, his eyes turned quickly: "Shizi, what are you talking about, why don't the concubine understand at all."
"Now that's the matter, do you still pretend that you don't understand me?" The British Prince was very angry. He was so angry not because Yun Niang was framed, but because he was deceived for so many years. A concubine's room died when he died, but he was deceived by someone as a fool for ten years. He also sincerely treated them to their mother and son, which made the British Prince totally unacceptable. When he was digging his heart out at these people, maybe Han was still laughing at him with his children behind his back.
The British Prince's face was like black iron. He poured two glasses of wine out of the flask, pointed to the two glasses in front of him and said to Han: "If you are really innocent, then choose one of the two glasses. As long as you drink it all right, I believe you."
Han looked at the two glasses of wine in front of him that looked exactly the same, and his face turned pale little by little. Of course she understands the doorway of this jug. The outside of the jug looks the same, but there is a bladder hidden inside. With a little bit of work on the handle, she can change the wine in the spout without knowing it. Up. Where did the Hans first know about this kind of thing, they still called it yin-yang pot, so Han realized that there is such a sophisticated mechanism in the world.
Han couldn't help but try to recall the movements of the talented son. He moved very quickly when he poured alcohol. Which cup is normal and which one is poisonous? In the eyes of the British son, Han raised one of the cups with trembling, but she couldn't drink it until the glass reached her lips. She couldn't help but wonder, did she make a mistake just now? What if Shizi put the poisoned wine in another wine gall?
Cold sweat oozes from Han's forehead. She suddenly slammed the cup and looked at the British son with a panic expression: "The son, the slave gave birth to a son and a daughter for you. Brother Chen is still young. How can you treat your concubine like this? What?"
The British Prince closed his eyes in despair, and his last fluke was shattered. All this is true. The Han family really had a scorpion heart inside. In order to win her favor and kill Yun Niang, she was able to comfort him afterwards. This woman deceived him so badly!
"These two glasses are ordinary fruit wine." The Prince of England looked at her with pity or sorrow in his eyes. In front of Han, Prince of England drank both glasses of wine at the same time.
Han's face turned pale, and then slowly turned red. She crawled to the British son, trying to plead: "My son, the slave doesn't know anything. The slave thought you were going to poison me, so I didn't dare to drink it."
"If you don't know the mystery of this hip flask, why did you hesitate when choosing a wine? After you choose it, you still dare not drink it all." Unspeakable disappointment in the voice of the Prince of England, "You still have to Want to lie to me."
"Second..."
"It's in vain that you are kind and weak, and I always worry that you will be bullied in the house. Oh, now think about me as that idiot. You can kill people silently, how could you be bullied? How many things have you deceived me with your hypocritical face all these years?"
"No, there is no slave." Han's tears were streaming down, and he knelt on the ground and shook his head, "The slave doesn't know anything, the slave is wronged."
The British Prince looked at the rainy and charming beauty at his feet, and for some reason, he felt disgust and nausea. He felt very tired. Over the years, he has been pleasing to the Han family, and even favored the Han family's children, but what did he actually favor? He originally had a fluke. Although Han was not right, his children were always innocent. However, Gao Ran followed the law and used the same method to frame his son-in-law's concubine room, which made the British son even unable to deceive himself. Gao Ran knew about this, and their mother and daughter joined forces to lie to him.
In vain, he has been beware of Gao Ran over the years, and he even snubbed his prostitute for her! As long as Gao Xi had it, the Prince of England would have someone prepare the same for Gao Ran. If it was given to Gao Ran by the eldest princess, the Prince of England would have to work harder and always have to personally compensate Gao Ran. He almost blatantly favors Gao Ran, not because he feels that Han and Gao Ran’s mother and daughter are weak. Gao Ran is not like Gao Xi, who is independent and capable, and she is a concubine. If he is a father who doesn’t protect him, Gao Ran must not be bullied to death by people in the government.
The Prince of England couldn't help thinking about what he had done over the years. The quiet and non-contentious concubine room he thought was the most cruel, and the weak daughter he thought was sensible, in fact, could send another woman to death without blinking. He neglected his wife for them, neglected his concubines, had a reputation for doting on his concubines, and even killed his wife by accident.
"Well, your mother and daughter are very good." The British son stood up and sneered again and again. "That brother Chen, has been instigated by you to count my father and half-mother since childhood. My sister!"
"No." Han cried out in pain, no manners, tears, hands and feet crawling towards the British son, "Brother Chen, he doesn't know anything, he really admires your father. My son, everything is wrong. It's the slave's fault, don't be angry with Brother Chen for this."
The Han family kept talking about Gao Chen. The British prince sneered, really feeling sad: "You plead for Gao Chen, are you afraid that I will have opinions on him and will not leave him the position of the son? No wonder, It turns out that you have been asking for this for so many years." The British Prince laughed sarcastically. He suddenly changed his voice, and his words were as sharp as a knife: "The year Gao Chen was born, you fainted in the ancestral hall, you really don’t know. Was Wei pregnant at that time?"
Han suddenly paused: "Concubine body..."
"You know." The British Prince looked at Han's expression in a calm tone. After speaking, he suddenly became furious: "You know! You know that she is pregnant, but you still push me to look for her. Later, she gave up our son and finally gave you the position. Son, are you happy?"
Han shook his head desperately and kept saying "I don't have" in his mouth, but everyone knows that this sentence has no credibility at all. The British Prince felt a dull pain coming from the limbs, first blunt, and then almost gouged and bitten the bone. He personally killed him and Wei's children in that conflict, and then Wei also died. His wife was born noble, beautiful and dignified, and she always dismissed him, cold and cold, but he killed her.
The British prince trembling all over, gradually couldn't restrain himself. He has been acting indifferent all these years, and he wants to tell everyone that he does not regret or feel guilty. He pretended to be for ten years, and gradually everyone felt that he had no affection for Wei Shi, and he had forgotten about his wife, but he could not lie to himself.
He would not remarry after Wei's death, and let his concubine cut off. The British Duke reminded him many times that only his concubine can equal the rank. If it is a concubine, he must be demoted to one or two ranks. In other words, if he passed the position of the son of the elder to Gao Chen, then the position of the Lord of the Gao family would be lowered to be a ruler, and even worse.
But his wife is dead, and he won't have any more sons. Even the year before last, Wei Shi and his only blood, Gao Xi, died. There is no way to recover his mistake.
The British Prince had dull pain in his chest and could hardly stand up. He didn't want to let others see his gaffe. He suddenly lifted his foot, kicked the Han who was holding him on his leg, and strode out. Walked: "You murdered the concubine's room, murdered your concubine's bleeding, and deliberately framed your mistress. When I report it to my mother tomorrow, I will let the dentist sell you."
"Shizi!" The Han family fell on the ground, ignoring the wound on his stomach, and hurriedly chased after him. But no matter where she could catch it, in a blink of an eye, the British son went out.
The maid hiding outside the house called out "Auntie" timidly, and Han felt the pain in her lower abdomen. She couldn't straighten her belly and waist, but at this time, she had no time to think about her injury. She was full of thoughts. If the son told the British father and wife tomorrow, would she really be sold? Can the title of Duke of England fall into the hands of Gao Chen?
The British Prince's face was pale, he scolded his entourage away, and led his horse to gallop in the night breeze. He couldn't distinguish the direction in the dark, and he didn't want to recognize it clearly. He kept pumping his horse, and gradually his horse speed has soared to an uncontrollable level. The night breeze was already a little painful on his face, and the British son let his thoughts wander. He was only seventeen when he married Wei, which was when the young man was very angry. At that time, he thought his newly married wife looked very good, but he didn't like it because of his temperament. Later, their daughter Gao Xi was born. During the time when Gao Xi was born, their husband and wife reached an unprecedented harmony, but the good times did not last long. Later, the British father and wife dismissed Wei's cleanliness and said that they would take Gao Xi to raise. Wei Shi refused, it seems that since then, his relationship with Wei Shi's husband and wife has been irretrievably bad, until it slipped into the abyss.
Gao Xi and Gao Ran are not the same at all. Gao Xi has been very strong since she was a child, and her character is stronger than her mother. Gao Xi is close to the Wei family and has a strong temper. He always feels very boring to face this prostitute and has no authority for the father, so gradually, he prefers to talk to Gao Ran. After Wei Shi died, he actually thought about making up for Gao Xi, but when Gao Xi saw him, he showed disappointment and resentment, constantly reminding him how Wei died.
As a result, the British eldest son avoided Gao Xi more and more. In the end, the father and daughter stood face to face and had nothing to say. On the contrary, Gao Ran often showed his little daughter's squeamishness to him, as if Gao Ran was his daughter-in-law.
After Gao Xi married the Yan Wang's mansion, the British son was undoubtedly relieved. That's fine. She married well and won't have to see his father again in the future. It's simply a joy for everyone. Later, I heard that Gao Xi and the only son of King Yan could not get along. The British Prince subconsciously felt that it was Gao Xi's problem, and Gao Xi's character was too tough. As for going to King Yan's Mansion to support Gao Xi? There is Princess Shoukang.
The British prince felt pain again when he thought of this place, and he barely contained himself. When Gao Xi was dying in the Yan Palace, he felt that Gao Xi's background was high, and someone would give her a head start, so he let himself be immersed in his own affairs. But half a month ago, he heard that Gao Ran was coldly treated by his son-in-law, and he went to settle accounts almost immediately. Thinking about it now, when he was a father, he didn't distinguish between true and false, he couldn't recognize people, and he mistakenly regarded fish eyes as treasures, but neglected his true treasures. It was sad and ridiculous.
The Prince of England closed his eyes and allowed the almost crazy horse to lead him into the dark night.
Early the next morning, the British father and wife got up and found that their son had not come to greet them. She didn't take it seriously. Her son and daughter-in-law were different. The old lady didn't blame the son after sleeping or didn't want to come to see him. At noon, the young man in the courtyard of the elder brother came over to report that the elder brother had not returned, and the old lady felt that things were a bit big.
"The son didn't return last night?"
"Yes."
The wife of the British father-in-law frowned. She thought that her son had a lot of friends, and it was common for her to stay away from home for a few days. Maybe she stayed at a friend's house last night. The British elder and wife said: "Maybe you drank alcohol last night, but you still haven't woken up yet. When the son of the world comes back, you should report me immediately.
"Yes."
There were precedents for this kind of thing before, but this time I don't know what happened, and the British father and wife's heart was pounding, and gradually they couldn't sit still. The old lady called the subordinates in her son’s yard three times, and every time there was no news. The British father and the old lady finally lost their temper and said: "You have to go to the homes of the households you have made with your son. How to let the son come home. If you want to have fun, let’s talk about it tomorrow. Go home now. How can you not return home for two consecutive days."
The servant ran out in response. Gradually, the sun began to sink and the stars moved eastward, but the news of returning to the British government was getting worse and worse: "Old lady, the small family has gone to ask, and several princes have said that they have not seen the elder son."
Han brought Gao Chen to greet the old lady. He curled his fingers lightly when he heard what was inside. The British elders and wife saw Han and asked, "Did you see the son yesterday?"
The Han's face was tense, and he almost said carefully: "The slave saw the eldest son last night, and then the eldest son went out again. Hasn't the eldest son come back yet?"
"He hasn't been in sight all day and night." The British elder and wife looked anxious and angry. "He is also really, where he went, why didn't he report a letter to his family. Do you know where he went?"
Han opened his mouth, but suddenly stopped. The British father and wife just asked casually, and didn't really expect Han to know the answer, so she missed Han's hesitation. In the end, Han closed his mouth and bowed his head and said, "My concubine doesn't know. Where did Shi Zi Xu go for a drink? Don't worry about the old lady, wait for Shi Ziye to come back."
The British father and wife sighed like complaining.