The King's Concubine_The Feast of Masks [Complete] (68)

King Jin snorted coldly, and Yao Niang cautiously moved closer to him, not daring to say flattering words, but her behavior was full of the intention to please.

Seeing her so delicate and timid, Prince Jin couldn't get angry. He couldn't show his small nose and eyes, and he couldn't see her talking to other men. She was thinking that she would throw the guard away tomorrow, but he kneaded her tall body with his hands, taking it as a way to vent his hatred.

In the car behind, Fucheng held Xiaobao in one hand, and with the other hand, he scooped up the dough soaked in the bowl of dough and fed it to his mouth with a small silver spoon.

The person King Jin brought this time was a grown man. He couldn't let those rough-handed guards serve a milk baby. They would make the baby cry. By then, Nurse Su would feel distressed again. His Highness is being stingy. Therefore, Fucheng could be regarded as condescending to Yu Zun and actually took care of Xiaobao personally.

Ever since the King of Jin granted him the title of vassal, Fucheng has been like a man inferior to ten thousand people. How can he do the work of serving others? However, he was used to serving the King of Jin. What a slave does is serve people, so although he seemed a little clumsy, he was still competent at the job.

"You little brat, you also know that rice smells good and shit smells bad. How has your grandpa Fu ever done such a thing? You are lucky!" Fucheng cursed, but his movements were gentle and gentle, for fear of fear. A silver spoon accidentally pricked the child's mouth, especially in the car.

How could Xiaobao understand this? He was hungry, but he knew someone was feeding him, so he just sat on Fucheng's lap. Fucheng stretched out his silver spoon, and he opened his little mouth in response. He ate so deliciously that his little face turned into a kitten.

It was probably because he wasn't hungry anymore, and he wasn't eating as eagerly as before. A little fat paw was scratching and scratching at Fucheng's body. Fucheng scolded him several times, but he didn't realize it. Instead, he gave him a toothless smile. .

How could Fucheng be angry at a baby? Seeing this, he shook his head, tapped his little nose with his finger, and said: "Look at your cute little face, if your mother can give birth to a baby for His Highness, For a chubby and cute little boy like you, don’t let your Grandpa Fu feed you, you can sit on Grandpa Fu’s head and poop and pee, but let your mother be better.”

Xiaobao also knew that Fucheng was talking to him, blinking at his mouth with a curious and innocent look on his face. Fucheng laughed: "How could Grandpa Fu think of telling you this? You can't understand it either!"

Of course Xiaobao understands it. If he was a milk baby, he would not understand it, but he is not.

In his previous life, he lived twenty years, and Xiaobao grew up soaking it in a medicine jar since he was a child. He always thought that he was pregnant with the disease, but later he gradually realized that there was another reason for his illness.

He was the only son of his father, and he knew he had no mother when he hit Xiao Xiaobao.

When Xiaobao was very young, he was curious about what his mother was like. He asked his father, but his father never said anything. People who knew his mother also kept it secret, no matter how he asked, they would not tell him. Later, when Xiaobao grew up, he secretly checked little by little and found out that his mother had died a long time ago.

His mother was just a concubine of his father, and she died when he was more than a year old. As for why she died, Xiaobao only knows that she died in a fight for favor in the backyard. Xiaobao has some doubts about this result, because ever since he became sensible, his father has been as pure-minded as an ascetic, with few concubines around him, and the few he has are just like decorations.

Regarding this matter, there would be commotion in the court every once in a while, but his father was so iron-blooded that no one in the court dared to disobey him. And he, the sick prince, had been sitting peacefully in his position until his body, which had been hollowed out for a long time, could no longer hold on.

Before he died, Xiaobao realized why his body was like this. It was not a disease in his womb, but a poison he had received when he was very young.

In that case, his mother died. He was lucky enough to escape, but his health was broken.

In order to maintain his broken body, his father searched everywhere for famous doctors and miracle medicines, and exhausted the entire power of the Qian Dynasty, but he could only protect him for twenty years. When he ran out of oil, his father had already placed his trust in ghosts and gods, and the palace was full of monks and sects.

In fact, Xiaobao really wanted to tell his father that he should have another prince, but looking at his father's temples that had turned white long ago, the tight corners of his mouth, and his face that was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, he couldn't say anything.

In the end, Xiaobao died in a sea of ​​golden light and bursts of Sanskrit sounds. He thought he was about to reach the realm of bliss, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his father in his youth, looking at him with disgust.

Because Xiaobao was weak since he was a child, he could not run or jump like ordinary children, so he could only devote his leisure time to books. He learned about astronomy and geography, and he also read many rural anecdotes and folk tales.

He was thinking that he had to live a new life?

He really came back to life! Back when I was a few months old, I not only saw my father when I was young, and the old Wu Guifucheng when I was young, but I also saw someone who looked like his mother.

But his mother was not his father's concubine, others called her Nanny Su, and he was not his father's son. He was actually the son of his mother and a salesman.

After thinking about it for so long, Xiaobao's little body was already very tired. He stretched out his arms and legs in Fucheng's arms to fend off the spoon that Fucheng wanted to feed him, with a look of disgust on his face.

Fucheng laughed and scolded: "The little boy is actually smart and has become a spirit."

Xiaobao turned over the silver and yawned.

He will eventually figure out what is going on. Since God has given him a new life, he must protect his mother and not let his father live a lonely life.

Although Emperor Jin An never told him, Xiao Bao could see that under the coldness was a dead silence. Maybe his mother was not as insignificant as others said, but his father had experienced many things?

With this thought, Xiao Bao fell asleep.

Fu Cheng wanted to laugh and scold again, but seemed to be afraid of waking him up, so he carefully put him on the soft couch beside him.

Small theater:

Xiao Bao: I am actually the son of my mother and a peddler? ! Could it be that my father was raised for many years in vain in his previous life (⊙_⊙)

Prince Jin: →. → Domineering

CEO

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Yao Niang: (⊙_⊙) I am also in Phuket Island.

Chapter 55 (Catching Bugs)

This carriage is obviously much faster than the one Yao Niang took to go home before. As soon as it got dark, the group arrived at the palace.

Under the cover of night, Yao Niang returned to Xiaokuayuan, accompanied by Xiaobao.

Xiaokuayuan seemed to have been arranged long ago. Xiaobao was sent to the room where Yuchan lived, next to Yao Niang. In the car before, Yao Niang finally plucked up the courage to tell King Jin that she wanted to keep her son by her side. King Jin had no objection to this, but the only thing was that Xiaobao could not live with Yao Niang.

Yao Niang understood what King Jin meant. No matter what, her son could finally stay with her. She would no longer have to worry about the future. She didn't have to work in the palace and still think about Xiaobao who was staying in the Yao family.

The only thing was that Xiaobao's breastfeeding was a little difficult to solve. Fortunately, Yuchan was not someone else. At first, when Yuchan first came to Xiaokuayuan, Yao Niang thought that Yuchan was here to serve the little princess. Once King Jin visited the boudoir at night, and it was Yuchan who cleaned up the mess after the incident. Yao Niang then understood why Yuchan came.

Yao Niang planned to feed her son as much as possible. At worst, she would drink more milk-producing soup in the future. If she was really busy at night, she would ask Yuchan to help feed him some porridge and rice soup, anyway, Xiaobao could eat this kind of thing now.

In this way, Xiaobao settled down in the small courtyard as the son of Nanny Su.

This is unprecedented. I have never seen a nanny who can bring her own child with her when she is on duty. But Nanny Su is not someone else after all. It was she who cured the little princess's night crying disease. She was also deeply trusted by Nanny Mu, Prince Jin, and even Princess Jin. Now she looks like the leader of all the nannies. This is obviously the existence of the little princess's nanny in the future, and naturally she will not be limited to the simplest breastfeeding role of a nanny.

It was said to the outside that Nanny Mu pitied Nanny Su's pitiful life experience, so she agreed to let them enter the mansion together. Nanny Mu has an unusual status in the mansion, and she can still be the head of this family.

Since she had received the favor from above, she should come to thank them, so the next morning, Yao Niang carried Xiaobao and came to Mu Mama's residence to ask for an audience.

Mu Mama rarely manages things now. She does not interfere with the affairs of the small courtyard. She handed them over to Yucui and Yuyan, and rarely shows up in front of people. Yao Niang always couldn't help wondering what Mu Mama did in the room every day. After this time, she learned that Mu Mama spent most of her time in the room worshiping Buddha and copying scriptures.

When Yao Niang arrived, Mu Mama had just finished worshiping Buddha. She smelled of sandalwood, held a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, and was dressed simply.

She walked out of the small Buddhist room at the back and sat down on the Luohan bed. Lu Yao brought a basin of water to help her wash her hands and drink tea. She looked up at Yao Niang.

"I'm sorry to have kept Su Mama waiting for a long time. This is an old habit for many years. I do this every day." She was indicating that she did not mean to despise Yao Niang.

Yao Niang held Xiao Bao in her arms, bowed slightly, and said, "Madame Mu, please stop saying that. It's because Yao Niang came at the wrong time and disturbed you."

"Madame Su, please sit down." She told Lu Yao, "Serve tea."

Yao Niang sat down on the chair, and Madame Mu asked, "I wonder why Madame Su came here this time--"

Yao Niang felt embarrassed, and guessed that Madame Mu must know about her relationship with Prince Jin. She acted like this probably to avoid embarrassment, so she followed the customs and said, "I'm here to thank you, Madame. Thank you for pitying my mother and son and letting Xiao Bao stay with me."

As Yao Niang spoke, Madame Mu's eyes moved to the face of Xiao Bao in her arms.

This child has a good appearance, and he will be a handsome boy in the future. I don't know what kind of demeanor his parents have to give birth to such a child. Yao Niang's appearance is needless to mention, but this child doesn't look like her, and probably looks more like his father. It's a pity that his life is too hard, and his father died before he was born.