Uncle (14)

Duan Qingen had been sitting in the bamboo forest for almost a while, and then he ordered someone to push him back.

When he returned, Dexi and Zhu Ye were drying books in the yard. Zhu Ye was holding his waist with an expression of unbearable pain.

He had deliberately endured the pain before and did not dare to show it on his face, just because he was afraid that Duan Qingen would see it and let him cultivate himself.

But now that he has obtained the secret message to the emperor, it doesn't matter if he cultivates himself. Otherwise, if he doesn't cultivate himself, it's hard to say whether he can still get this waist.

Zhu Ye was full of confidence. After all, Duan Qing'en had asked him many times before if he wanted to cultivate himself. Looking at the concern on his face, it didn't look like he was faking it. It seemed that he was indeed overly worried before.

He thought well, but unfortunately, even though his face was full of pain, as if he would faint in the next second, Duan Qingen, who was being pushed past in a wheelchair, never looked away and did not look at him at all.

Zhu Ye tried his best to show off "I feel so much pain, I feel so much pain": "..."

Only then did he realize that there was a hint of excitement on Duan Qingen's face.

Excited...

This is quite rare. He has been with Duan Qingen for so many years and has never seen him show such an expression.

Zhu Ye remembered it in his heart and continued to endure the pain on his face while moving the books. When Dexi was called and was about to leave the yard in a hurry, he stopped Dexi and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "Dexi, what are you doing?" Where are you going?”

The prince just told him to let Zhu Ye speak if he asked, so Dexi said, "The prince is going to Qingfeng Tea House, and asked me to prepare the car."

Zhu Ye nodded; "Then go quickly."

Qingfeng Tea House was the address written in the letter he just saw.

Zhu Ye had a calm expression on his face. He seemed to be still posting his books seriously. In fact, he had slowly left the yard and reached the corner. He first took out a pen and paper from his arms, and after writing quickly, he quietly handed over the sheepskin. He rolled up the paper, knocked on the corner, and waved.

A young eunuch who was sweeping the house immediately came to him, nodded and bowed, "Eunuch Zhu, what are your orders?"

Zhu Ye coughed a few times and said loudly: "Your Majesty is going out soon. Please be careful when you sweep. Don't leave a single stone on the ground, otherwise you will be punished by me!"

"Yes, yes."

While speaking, he quickly put the parchment he had just written on into the little eunuch's hands under cover, and lowered his voice and said, "Hurry and give it to your Majesty."

"yes."

The little eunuch responded quickly, turned around and went back to sweep.

Sweeping and sweeping, he slowly walked out of here and headed towards the stable.

He realized that he left quietly, but he didn't notice at all that behind him, the little eunuchs who were cleaning at ease stopped their movements and squinted their eyes to look in the direction he left.

After a while, Duan Qingen, who returned to the room, received the news.

He had already stood up and was standing in front of the table with his head down painting. After letting the servant who came to report go down, he went to ask the man with white hair and beard next to him:

"Does the miracle doctor think His Majesty will come?"

The miracle doctor who cured his leg chuckled: "Then it depends on whether your majesty has respect for the prince."

Duan Qingen smiled: "I bet not."

Not only that, but because of his status as a prince, this little emperor who should be called uncle also inherited his father's fear of Duan Qing'en.

After all, Duan Qingen's imperial brother told his son this secret before he died.

He used unfair means to harm Duan Qing'en in order to get him to leave the position of crown prince. Even though the Supreme Emperor has passed away now, Duan Qing'en is still the same crown prince as before. Once this matter is exposed, and he raises his voice again, there is no guarantee of the outcome. .

Therefore, only by stepping on Duan Qingen to the bottom can the safety of their father and son be ensured.

Killing is not allowed. Murdering the emperor's uncle is a crime that even the emperor cannot bear.

But he couldn't kill him, and because Duan Qing'en always stayed in the palace and didn't cause trouble, the emperor's desire to trample him under his feet did not change.

It seems that only by trampling this truly orthodox former prince to death can he truly sit back and relax.

Duan Qingen: "He always likes to go out of the palace. If there is a good show to watch, how could he not come?"

The miracle doctor nodded: "In that case, it depends on the prince."

"Don't worry, since he wants to watch the show, how can I not act for him."

The prince, wearing a moon-white robe, sat in the wheelchair again, put his hands on the armrests, and smiled at the miracle doctor:

"A useless person, isn't this what they want to see?"

****

Wan Siyuan ran out again.

This time she made an appointment with Duan Qing'en at the Qingfeng Tea House. Before coming out, Wan Siyuan secretly hid and practiced her expression in front of the bronze mirror several times to make sure she looked pitiful and helpless. Then she was satisfied and put on men's clothes and sneaked away. come out.

Duan Qingen and Wan Siqing's marriage has been decided, and now it won't work even if anyone goes back on it.

She is going to say some words she made up to Duan Qingen now, so that Duan Qingen will still treat her like he did in his previous life.

Wan Siyuan arrived at Qingfeng Tea House.

She saw King Yao who had been waiting there for a long time, sitting in a wheelchair.

He still looks the same, good-looking, smiling, always showing a gentleness when looking at people.

But what's the use of being gentle?

He is not a prince without real power.

Naturally, what Wan Siyuan was thinking was not shown on her face. She just suddenly had red circles in her eyes, looking aggrieved and sad. She stepped forward and called out softly, "Qing En."

Duan Qingen: Haha.

His eyes quickly turned red, and he hesitated to speak: "Yuan'er...how could it be like this? I obviously told your father. Logically speaking, he should let his daughter marry me. …”

Wan Siyuan felt happy.

Sure enough, Duan Qingen did not suspect her at all.

She lowered her head, as if she was helpless, and whispered: "It's my third sister. Her parents are gone, and she is just an orphan. Her grandmother and father have always pitied her and thought she was pitiful. She has had nothing to eat since she was a child. The clothes she wears are much better than mine, just because she’s afraid of being wronged.”

"My father originally wanted to give me this marriage, but when my third sister heard that it was the prince who proposed to marry me, she got interested and went to my grandmother to force my father to give her the marriage."

Saying that, Wan Siyuan took out her handkerchief pitifully and wiped the corners of her eyes: "I don't want to either, but I can't tell my parents what happened between you and me. I can only watch my third sister take away the door." I originally thought that since you were my third sister, you would not agree to the marriage, but the next day I heard the news that you were engaged."

Duan Qingen's eyes were even redder, his face was full of helplessness and pain, and even his charming voice was hoarse: "Of course I am unwilling, but in order to make your father agree to my marriage, I specially gave him the royal gift from my father. I gave him the jade pendant as a token. Once the marriage is decided, you can’t go back on it. Yuan’er, it’s my fault..."

"I don't blame you, it's just that we didn't have a chance. Who would have thought that the third sister also wanted this marriage..."

Wan Siyuan tried her best to throw the blame on Wan Siqing, and felt that it was almost done. Seeing that Duan Qingen already looked in extreme pain, she wiped her tears again with satisfaction:

"You are already my third sister's future husband. We will never see each other again."

"Yuan'er, Yuan'er, don't leave Yuan'er..."

Duan Qingen's tone was full of pain, helplessness and despair about current events, and full of love.

But Wan Siyuan left anyway.

As soon as she left, King Yao's voice immediately took on a crying tone, as if he was crying dully.

next door

The emperor fanned his hand:

"This woman is really powerful, she can actually make the emperor do this."

Hearing that the emperor's uncle had his legs disabled and the pain was unbearable, he didn't even shed a tear. Unexpectedly, the hero was still sad after being a beauty.

But the more this happens, the stronger the emperor's interest in Wan Siyuan becomes.

If his nephew could get the woman that his uncle could only dream of and become one of his three thousand harem, it would be a very good feeling.

Thinking of this, the emperor stood up, opened the door and walked downstairs while listening to King Yao's mournful cry.

When they all went downstairs, a guard came in from the outside: "Your Majesty, everyone has left. It looks like they are chasing Wan Siyuan."

"Um."

Duan Qingen, who was expressionless and crying, responded.

He took out his handkerchief, wiped his face, and turned into the gentle Prince Yao again.

He smiled and said: "Next, it depends on what our Majesty will do."

This is really interesting.

The emperor wanted to marry the woman his uncle liked.

The woman who had a lifelong alliance with her former husband wanted to have an affair with the person who had been calling her "Auntie" in her previous life.

These two are truly a match made in heaven.

Duan Qingen almost couldn't hold back his smile as he thought about it.

After laughing enough, he said to the guard on the side: "Remember to follow them all the time, don't get discovered, and see what the two of them plan to do."

"yes."

The guard went down.

Duan Qingen was the only one left in the room again.

He took a sip of wine, stood up and opened the dark room between the restaurants.

****

Wan Siyuan feels that she is really lucky.

He just got rid of Duan Qingen, but he met the emperor so quickly.

Moreover, it was obvious that the emperor was interested in her.

She was happy in her heart, but also felt that it was indeed the case.

Her appearance is always beautiful. Since her rebirth, she has deliberately used makeup that was popular in the capital in her previous life. It is very new in this capital. Now, even if she wears men's clothes, in order to make Duan Qingen like her smoothly, her face She was still wearing makeup.

The emperor liked her, which seemed to Wan Siyuan to be a matter of course.

She didn't even think about why the emperor liked someone he met for the first time so much, and immediately started flirting with the emperor happily.

The emperor, who was originally full of interest and planned to seduce this woman who loved his uncle with all his heart and eyes, said: "..."

No matter what the situation, he hasn't done anything yet.

Why did this woman throw herself into my arms?

If there was no such thing as the emperor's uncle, the emperor would still feel that he was very charming when a beautiful woman threw himself into his arms, and he would be happy in his heart.

But he had just witnessed the lasting love between this woman and the emperor's uncle for less than a stick of incense.