The emperor always wants to promise himself

Chapter 4 Your Brother Is Not Your Brother

In Xiao Quan's impression, this younger brother who was noble and noble had been raised in the courtyard of the princess, and he did not study with his father until he was ten years old. He only saw him a few times in his father's study occasionally. , They all just exchanged a few false greetings, and did not communicate in depth.

So the image of Xiao Yu in his mind was a taciturn, dull and introverted kid.

That time Xiao Yu accidentally fell into the water, got seriously ill, and almost passed away. The imperial doctor said it was difficult to save his life. The princess simply went back to her yard and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Return.

The princess said that if he survived a catastrophe, he would have a future blessing, so he copied a volume of scriptures in the Buddhist hall.

Because of this, the father was somewhat distracted from his son, and since Xiao Yu recovered from his illness, although he was still indifferent to everyone in the mansion, he was much more considerate in his words and deeds.

The father was satisfied in his heart, and his health was not good. Seeing that Xiao Yu had accomplished something, he completely handed over the power in his hand to him.

……

All these thoughts flashed through Xiao Quan's mind, his eyes flickered, and just as he was about to say something more, Xiao Yu tilted his head slightly and looked at him suspiciously: "Why, Eldest Young Master, is there something else?"

Xiao Quan smiled slightly, turned his head and glanced at the Eighth Prince, "Of course there are, this is His Highness the Eighth Prince? I have met the Eighth Prince, Your Highness Wan'an."

The Eighth Prince raised his head, met Xiao Quan's gaze, and nodded numbly: "Young Master, excuse me."

Xiao Quan said familiarly: "Just now I heard that His Highness the Third Highness disrespected His Highness the Eighth Highness. I stayed a little far away and didn't stop it in time. I hope His Highness will forgive me."

The Eighth Prince looked at Xiao Yu in a daze, then turned back hesitantly: "I...His Highness never blamed you."

Listening to his stumbling and lacking confidence, Xiao Quan's lowered eyes flashed a trace of contempt.

A naive child, it seems difficult to achieve.

"Since that's the case, Your Highness should rest well, and I will leave first."

"My lord, farewell."

Xiao Quan turned around and left. Hong Xiu, who was about to enter the door, hurriedly stood by the door, bowed his head and said, "Young master, go slowly."

Xiao Quan paused by her side, his eyes lingering wantonly on her smooth face: "Well, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the red sleeves are more and more fresh."

Hong Xiu's body tensed instantly.

Xiao Yu in the room heard Xiao Quan's teasing, and his eyes immediately turned cold, "My lord, the maid beside me, do you look good?"

Xiao Quan stifled, and the corners of his mouth slowly flattened, "How dare I, I just saw the girl with red sleeves look pretty, and I just joked casually."

"Oh, is that so? I saw that the big maid next to Concubine Luo is more beautiful than the red sleeves. I don't know if she can be married? If not, it's better than this son—"

"I was the one who was rude, son, don't blame me."

Xiao Quan's expression changed, he bowed towards the room, and left like his butt was on fire.

Looking at his slightly embarrassed back, Xiao Yu sneered and said, "How dare you covet the people around me with such guts?"

Hongxiu picked up the curtain and came in. He stood by the charcoal basin in the cold air and baked, and his face was a little bad. "The eldest son is used to being a prostitute, and has harassed the slaves several times. Thank you, the son, for venting your anger on the slaves."

"You are the person next to me. If you bully you, you are slapping me in the face? If so, how can I make him feel better? Didn't it mean that Ling Luo, who is next to Concubine Luo, has already made a private life with him? Ask Concubine Luo to bring someone over to see who is suffering."

Bai Lian pursed his lips and smiled: "Then Ling Luo used to be someone who likes to climb high branches. If she heard Shizi's words and said she had to use Shizi to speak, she would take the initiative to send it to the door!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Concubine Luo must be unwilling."

Hongxiu dispelled the chill from his body before he dared to approach.

Xiao Yu got up, walked slowly to the Eighth Prince's side, and said with a half smile but not a smile: "It doesn't matter whether she wants it or not, I am the prince, the future prince, if I want a maid, she has to give it, she can't help but say no." .”

As she spoke, she took the Eighth Prince's hand and asked Hong Xiu: "Are you all ready?"

"Well, the hot water and clothes in the bathroom have been sorted out, so you can go now."

"Then you go down with the Eighth Prince."

Xiao Yu bent down and put his hands on both sides of the Eighth Prince's body, with a faint smile on his lips: "Your Highness, go take a bath and change clothes?"

The Eighth Prince pursed his lips, "Yes."

Xiao Yu smiled in satisfaction, turned her head and gave Hong Xiu a look, Hong Xiu stepped forward and gently held the Eighth Prince's hand, "Your Highness is coming with your servants."

The eighth prince glanced at Xiao Yu, put down the stove slowly, untied the thin blanket on his body, and followed Hongxiu to the bathroom.

The bathroom room is next to Xiao Yu's bedroom. As soon as the door was opened, the ignorant Eighth Prince was blown by the heat, and immediately stayed where he was. Hongxiu smiled and introduced to him, "Your Highness, there is a big pool here. , it is hot spring water, which is always hot in all seasons, but it is for the son of the prince, she doesn't like others to touch her things."

When the two entered the door, Hong Xiu closed the door and pointed to the floor tiles under their feet: "There is a ground dragon under here, you can also step on it with bare feet, it won't be too cold all of a sudden when the water comes out. chill."

It was as warm as spring inside, a luxury the Eighth Prince had never seen before.

While listening to Hongxiu's introduction in a daze, he followed Hongxiu inside, bypassing a splashed ink landscape screen, Hongxiu pointed to a large bathtub and said to him: "Your Highness bathes here, the water temperature is just right after I tried it. "

The eighth prince nodded, and in the next second Hongxiu's hand stretched out, "The servant waits for you to change clothes."

Looking at those plain white hands, the Eighth Prince took two steps back in shock, as if he saw some scourge.

Hong Xiu was stunned, looked down at her hands, and couldn't laugh or cry, "If Your Highness is not used to being served by servants, then the servants will wait for you outside the screen?"

The Eighth Prince nodded cautiously, "...Okay, you, you go, I don't like people watching."

"Yes, if your Highness has any orders, just call your servants."

Hongxiu saluted gracefully and retreated behind the screen with her back facing this side.

The Eighth Prince stood at a loss for a while, and then untied his clothes with trembling fingertips. The coarse clothes fell on the ground, and the Eighth Prince's eyelashes trembled. He stepped on the small stool and stepped into the bathtub, and sat down slowly. Let the warm water flow over your body.

He put his arms around his knees, staring at the reflection on the water for a moment.

Is he going to live here in the future?
Thinking of Xiao Yu's calm confrontation with Xiao Quan, the Eighth Prince's hands tightened again. That man is really powerful, and he is not much older than himself next year. Why can he do everything with ease?
In comparison, I was really ugly and cowardly.

I don't know if it was caused by the heat, but the corners of the Eighth Prince's eyes were slightly red, and the eyes were filled with mist.

That person treated him like this, just because of the so-called will, right?
With a "click", a drop of water fell into the bathtub, splashing out circles of ripples.

(End of this chapter)