The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 723 Master Taifu's Paranoid Husband (83)

The child seemed to like to eat these fresh fruits sent from various places because he had suffered too much in his childhood.

In previous years, Su Qiruo would give him her share too, fearing that he would not be satisfied.

"Yes, this subordinate will immediately arrange for someone to do it."

Su Hong said that she was about to leave, but Su Qiruo called her back again: "Send more."

Su Hong was startled, and soon realized who the master was talking about.

Mrs. Su is old and not keen on these things, so she just tried something new.

Who is the master worried about? They, who are subordinates, naturally understand.

Su Hong responded, turned around and couldn't help shaking her head.

Obviously reluctant, he even sent the person away overnight, and even the Eighth Prince, who didn't know the inside story, came to beg for mercy, but he didn't make the master change his mind.

People in the palace only heard that His Highness the Ninth Prince went to Qingyun Temple overnight to pray for the emperor, but no one knew the reason.

His Highness the Eighth Prince also begged to go with His Highness the Ninth Prince, but was driven back by the Tai Tuo.

If you are so soft-hearted towards His Highness the Eighth Prince, why are you so ruthless towards His Highness Ninth?

Sending people away and tossing and turning, I deserve it!

Su Hong picked two big boxes of fruits and asked the secret guards to send them to Qingyun Temple non-stop. When Su Bai received those fresh fruits, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

Master, is this regretful?
Chu Moyan put down the scriptures he had just copied, and watched Mo Yu walk in with a plate of sliced ​​sweet oranges, his bland eyes suddenly flickered.

"Your Highness, this is specially sent to you by Master Tai Tuo. I have scalded it with hot water. Would you like to try it and see if your teeth are still iced?"

He deliberately rolled the oranges in hot water before taking them out to cut them, otherwise they would be too cold.

But don't dare to roll too hot, otherwise it will become sour.

This is the method that Mo Yu learned from painting before.

Chu Moyan's drooping eyelashes trembled, and he raised a hand to pick up a piece of sweet orange and put it in his mouth. The sweet taste filled his mouth, so sweet that he wanted to cry.

"delicious."

Chu Moyan said something softly, and Mo Yu quickly said joyfully, "Master Taifu sent two big boxes over, Your Highness can eat more. Mo Yan is still washing green dates there, and will send them over later."

"Well, while the fruit is fresh, you all have a taste, I can't eat so much by myself, remember to send some to the host."

When he was in the palace before, no matter how much he liked it, the Taifu only gave him his own share, and never gave him two big boxes all at once.

Does this prove that she still misses him and is not tired of him?

"Yes, thank you Your Highness for the reward."

The Ninth Prince didn't have a big appetite, and he never ate alone. He would give them some good things when he was in the palace.

It is their blessing to be able to follow such a master.

After Mo Yu withdrew, Chu Moyan put back the half-eaten orange in his hand.

There is sweetness in the mouth, but a little bitterness in the heart.

The Taifu was never willing to say even serious words to him, but this time he was asked to leave the palace overnight, if he said he was not sad, it would be a lie.

It's just that when he thinks that he won't see Tai Tuo for a long time, he wants to cry.

I don't know if the Taifu's wound is still painful or not, and whether the servants have asked her for a doctor's consultation on time.

Doctor Liu said that although the wound looked like it had grown up, it hadn't healed inside, so you should be more careful.

Chu Moyan suddenly felt a little regretful, he should wait a few days before going to the Tai Tuo to plead guilty, anyway, he has to wait for her to recover.

"hiss……"

There was a sharp pain in the knee, and Chu Moyan remembered that he knelt in the Qingzhu Temple for a whole day yesterday, and rushed to Qingyun Temple overnight, without caring about the injury on his knee.

Gently rolled up the trouser legs, looking at the two bruises on his knees, Chu Moyan frowned slightly.

Wearing thick clothes in winter, there is no blood, but the bruise is more painful.

I went to find a bottle of ointment, took out some and put it on the palm of my hand, rubbed my palms lightly, and then stuck it on my knee.

The strange pain made Chu Moyan's nose suddenly sour, and tears rolled down his face.

Before he met the Tai Tuo, he did not know how many times he had experienced such pain, and he could not say a word at that time.

Now she has only been raised by the Taifu for more than two years, but she has become so crying.

Thinking of Taifu, Chu Moyan couldn't help crying.

Afraid of being overheard by people outside, he bit his lip tightly to avoid making too much noise, but his body twitched so badly that people felt distressed just looking at it.

Mo Yan and Mo Yu stood outside the door with green jujubes in their hands, and no one dared to open the door.

The Ninth Prince might have forgotten, but they are all the secret guards under the Taifu, all of them are highly skilled in martial arts.

With only such a wooden door, the sound inside cannot be blocked at all.

Mo Yan glanced at the big green dates on the plate, and sighed secretly.

Yesterday they were still wondering, according to His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince's temperament, how could he not react at all when the Taifu drove him out of the palace so ruthlessly.

Co-authoring is not because His Royal Highness Jiu is not uncomfortable, but just because he doesn't want others to look down on him.

"I saw that His Highness really knew that he was wrong, and I don't know when the Taifu will come to pick him up."

The matter of Chu Moyan poisoning the little emperor was also guessed by Mo Yan and Mo Yu later. Speaking of which, the poison that His Highness the Ninth Prince was looking for was also somewhat related to them.

It's just that no matter how they think about it, they can't imagine how the snake-repelling poison got into the emperor's bowl.

Mo Yu shook his head, he didn't dare to answer these words, the minds of the masters were beyond their ability to guess.

"Since the Taifu was seriously injured, His Highness the Ninth Prince has not been able to take good care of him for a day. If he broke down from crying in Qingyun Temple, the Taifu might have to skin you and me together."

Mo Yu wasn't worried about anything else, only worried about Chu Moyan's body.

Although Qingyun Temple is quiet and suitable for recuperation, but the conditions are a bit crude, not comparable to Moshu Temple.

Especially in this season, the flowers and plants in the capital began to sprout, and it was still snowing in Qingyun Temple.

"How about we go in and persuade?"

"It's better not to go in, His Highness is so forbearing, just don't want you and me to know, we just don't know, don't make things difficult for the young master."

"But I listened to what Su Bai meant, the Taifu sent the Ninth Highness down to Qingyun Temple not just because he was annoyed, there seemed to be other reasons."

"No matter what the reason is, it's better if His Highness the Ninth Prince feels good. Yesterday I knelt in the courtyard of the Green Bamboo Hall all day, and drove all night. I haven't closed my eyes until now, and my body is going to be broken."

Mo Yan stuffed the fruit plate in Mo Yu's hands, and walked out and said, "I ordered someone to make a bowl of soothing soup for His Highness, and you will stay here and guard."

There is nothing in this world that cannot be understood after a night of sleep. After His Royal Highness recovers well, let Su Bai send a letter back and find a reason to take him back to the palace. By then, the anger of the two masters will disappear. It's almost over, and this thing is over.

(End of this chapter)