The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 648 Master Taifu's Paranoid Husband (8)

Before she left yesterday, she specifically ordered Huayi to burn incense on Chu Moyan in the hall, just because she was afraid that he would not get used to the sudden change of place.

Thinking of what Imperial Physician Liu said yesterday, Su Qiruo couldn't help but frown again.

After being tortured for more than ten years, I don't know if I will be able to take care of it in the future.

Su Qiruo took the food box and went to the bedroom, just in time to meet Shiqing who came out with water.

"His Royal Highness, is it up?"

Shiqing nodded: "Yes."

Su Qiruo lifted the curtain and walked in.

Chu Moyan, who sat obediently on the chair and let Huayi comb his hair, heard the footsteps and couldn't help but look back.

As soon as he saw someone coming, he didn't care about other things, got up and rushed towards Su Qiruo.

"Hey, Your Highness, be careful with your hair..."

Because of Chu Moyan's departure, all the uncombed hair fell down and hung behind the young man.

It is strange to say that although Chu Moyan is thin and has no flesh, his hair is black and shiny, and he does not look like a malnourished child.

Su Qiruo stretched out her hand to support Chu Moyan's rushing body, leaned over and asked, "Does your Highness still hurt?"

I don't know if it was because the room was too warm, Chu Moyan's face was puffy, and he looked much better.

Chu Moyan shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just that the toes are itchy."

However, Brother Huayi said that it was because the chilblains were itchy because of the medicine.

After a few days, the frostbite healed and the itching stopped.

He can bear it.

But for some reason, when the Grand Tutor asked a question, he didn't dare to hide it, so he had to answer honestly.

Su Qiruo raised her hand and rubbed Chu Moyan's smooth black hair, said with a light smile, "It will be fine in a few days, let the people from Tai Hospital prescribe some medicine for soaking your feet today, soak your feet in hot medicinal soup Here, it doesn't itch anymore."

Regarding things like chilblain, there is really no special way to cure it all at once.

But after smearing the medicine every day and taking a good rest, it will be fine.

Thinking of the food box in his hand, Su Qiruo said to Chu Mo again: "This is brought to you by His Highness Eighth Highness, I apologize for what happened yesterday, but I didn't let him in, I only accepted his apology Li. If you still annoy them, it’s okay not to forgive them.”

Su Qiruo never agrees with the attitude that it's okay to be sorry, why should the perpetrator who hurt someone only need to apologize verbally, and the person who has been beaten and wronged must be forgiven?

If this is the case, it would be too unfair to good people.

He deserved an apology, and there was nothing wrong with Yuan not forgiving.

Chu Moyan glanced at the food box, pursed his lips lightly, but did not answer Su Qiruo's words.

He still remembered that one year when he escaped from the cold palace with his father on his back, he happened to run into some princes who were playing hide-and-seek in the imperial garden.

At that time, he was still young, and he had never seen anyone other than his father, so he envied those children very much and wanted to play with them.

Unexpectedly, they not only disliked and insulted him, but also ordered their servants to drag him back to the cold palace.

None of those princes knew him, but some palace servants knew who he was.

They all said that the father was imprisoned in the cold palace by the mother because he stole outside, and he was no longer favored.

They called him a bastard and called him a little slut.

He didn't understand what it meant, but he also knew it was not a good word.

The people in the palace never had kindness when facing him.

He hadn't even looked at his empress carefully, perhaps the empress didn't even know that there was such a son as him!

He originally thought that he might be the same as his father in this life, but one day he would never wake up again and die in the cold winter.

But he unexpectedly met Master Tai Tuo, who illuminated his miserable life like a ray of light.

He experienced warmth and knew what sweetness is.

He couldn't help but want to get close to Master Tai Tuo, and wanted to watch her by her side. Only in this way could he feel that his life was different from the past.

But those who hurt him, he can't just forgive.

Didn't Master Tai Tu say that it's okay not to forgive?
Chu Moyan gently grabbed Su Qiruo's sleeve, scratched her cuff like a kitten, and then said: "I don't want to forgive him yet."

He apologized today, but he hasn't apologized for the past ten years.

After hurting him so many times, how could he just give him a box of food?
In the past, this box of things was enough for Chu Moyan to be tempted, but now that Mr. Tai Tuo is by his side, he suddenly felt that those things were not so important.

What the Tai Tuo gave him was better than those.

Even a bowl of porridge is sweeter than other people's honey.

Su Qiruo chuckled, nodded and said seriously: "If you don't want to forgive, you won't forgive. When his sincerity is enough and you don't annoy him anymore, it's not too late to ask for forgiveness."

Su Qiruo took Chu Moyan to breakfast, and asked Shi Qing and Hua Yi to give him medicine, and then left him in the Green Bamboo Hall, and went to the Imperial Study by herself.

"Brother Huayi, can you take me to the place where I lived before?"

Yesterday he hadn't paid homage to his father because of his leg injury, and he can walk today, so he didn't want to delay any longer.

Huayi agreed to him last night, so naturally she would not refuse.

He only took a thick cloak and tied it on Chu Moyan's body, and found a hat from somewhere and put it on Chu Moyan's head.

This hat was designed by their master himself when he was young and asked the tailor in the mansion to make it, but later it became too small, so he specially ordered Su Bai to bring it to His Highness Ninth Prince this morning.

Dressed up like this by Ruyi, Chu Moyan only showed a small face as big as a palm, but he couldn't see the misery all over his body, just like the young master raised by someone's Jiao Didi.

After entering the cold palace, the poetic and pictorial feelings could not help feeling sad again.

Seeing the bleakness of the courtyard, both of them couldn't help their eyes turning red.

How much has this child suffered!

As soon as Chu Moyan entered the cold palace, he walked in familiarly.

He kowtowed to Yajun first, and then recited what happened yesterday, every word was inseparable from Mr. Taifu, but it warmed his heart when he heard the things and pictures.

This child is grateful, and their master did not treat him in vain.

Chu Moyan didn't have anything left in the cold palace, only half a bar of rice and a small jar of pickles left in the kitchen, those were the life-saving skills his father taught him when he was alive.

If it wasn't for these things, he would have starved to death long ago.

The Tai Tuo said that he will arrange a new bedroom for him today, just like other princes, so Chu Moyan can't bring all these things with him.

Simply stay here, no one will come here, so naturally you don't have to worry about losing it.

Everyone in the palace thinks that the Lenggong is unlucky, and there is not even a low-level palace servant to clean it on weekdays.

After tossing around for half a day, Su Qiruo was already waiting there when Chu Moyan went back.

(End of this chapter)