shocking foolish concubine

Chapter 37
"What knife?" Feng Wu wondered.

"It's the one that Aunt Rong made for me." Shangguan Jinghong thought suddenly.

"Hong'er, be good, don't cry. Cut it off and it will be fine..." Concubine Rong's beautiful face was full of kindness, and she softly coaxed the teary-eyed little Jinghong.

Xiao Jinghong was sobbing, "Auntie, why do you have to stab Hong'er every month?"

"Don't ask. Just a small cup of blood."

"But Hong'er is afraid of pain... woo woo... Aunt, can you stop cutting Hong'er and bleeding?"

"No."

"Hong'er wants to tell Sister Su'er that Hong'er is in pain..."

"Hong'er is the most obedient. I heard from my aunt that you must not tell anyone about this, including Su'er. If you dare to tell others, you will never see sister Su'er again."

"No...don't! Hong'er doesn't say anything to anyone, please Auntie, Hong'er wants to be with Sister Su'er..."

"Okay. As long as Hong'er is obedient, Sister Su'er will always be with you." Concubine Rong sighed, "Hong'er, it's not that Auntie is cruel. In this world, Auntie loves you the most. Auntie can't do anything with you." You explain clearly why you do this, every month you have to cut a hole in your body, and my aunt is very heartbroken. My aunt has no choice. Maybe you will never understand my aunt's difficulties, but my aunt can't help herself. "

"Auntie, don't be sad..." Xiao Jinghong stopped crying sensiblely, raised his silly face, and instead comforted Concubine Rong, "Hong'er is no longer in pain, Auntie, don't be sad..."

"My dear Hong'er..." Concubine Rong had faint tears in her eyes, "Auntie will ask someone to make a very sharp knife, and apply a layer of special medicine on the knife. Starting next month, use this When the knife cuts Hong'er again, it won't hurt anymore..."

Since Xiao Jinghong was eight years old, that is, the second year after Xiao Jinghong was married to Qi Yu, Concubine Rong would secretly use that knife to cut Xiao Jinghong's blood once a month.

Xiao Jinghong also gave the small knife a playful name - No Pain Knife.

After Concubine Rong died, the eunuchs in the palace gave Xiao Jinghong a lot of clothes and money, saying that it was Concubine Rong's will.But all the valuables were taken up by the women in the Prince's Mansion of Runan County.That "painless knife" is inconspicuous, and no one wants it.

Previously, Shangguan Jinghong thought that the pain-free knife was small and delicate, so he carried it with him by the way, but now he "rewards" it to Yan Xuanyu.

How to say that the "No Pain Knife" was also a relic of Concubine Rong's life, Shangguan stopped in shock, just thinking, should he take the knife back?

Feng Wu was puzzled: "Has the Concubine Rong made a custom knife for you? The servant doesn't know. The servant only knows that the empress is often worried that you will accidentally cut and bruise when you play with some sharp objects."

"It's nothing, let's go." Shangguan Jinghong stepped up again.Since the "rewards" are all "rewards", it's okay.

"Yes." Feng Wu followed.

Far behind, Yan Xuanyu raised his head with difficulty, seeing Shangguan Jinghong's pause, a hope floated in his heart, she still couldn't bear it after all, couldn't she?
With a gesture, the guard Huiying immediately flew over from the shadows, helped Yan Xuanyu up, and said with a worried expression, "Young Master!"

"I'm fine...ahem..." Yan Xuanyu patted the dust on his body lightly.

"That's all right..." Huiying was angry, "If you hadn't told me in advance that this subordinate is not allowed to come out without your permission, this subordinate would have already protected you, young master. Your order, this subordinate And dare not disobey. The Princess is too much! To have such a heavy hand on you, please allow the young master to go down and kill her!"

"Kill her?" Yan Xuanyu's face changed, "Don't say you can't kill her, this prince doesn't allow anyone to hurt her, you know?"

"Can……"

"Actually, she has shown mercy." Yan Xuanyu's lips showed a gentle smile, "The knife she 'gifted' to this prince is just three points away from the heart, if she intends to kill this prince, directly Pierce the prince's heart and that's it."

"But she seriously injured you after all..."

"It's okay." Yan Xuanyu smiled palely at the stunned passers-by, "Everyone, this is indeed Yan Xuanyu, the third prince of the Western Jing Kingdom, because he was too playful and Hong'er was jealous, so he gave me a little color .”

"Oh...so that's how it is." A passerby suddenly realized, and someone said, "Isn't that woman just now the princess 'Yan' Hong who won the 'Fengqiao Night Poetry' poetry meeting?"

"It turned out to be the Seventh Princess of the Prince's Mansion of Runan County. It's really beautiful." Some people are still obsessed.

Some people also jokingly said, "Unexpectedly, the third prince Yan is also an infatuated species. He is so hurt by a woman, and he is so happy. It is really a hero who is sad for a beauty."

"That's right." Yan Xuanyu said gently, "Since Hong'er is so jealous, I decided not to bother in the future."

Another passer-by answered, "Hehe... I didn't expect that the third prince of Yan is still an infatuated person, but she is really enough to be accompanied by such a stunning beauty as Princess Yan Hong..."

"So," Yan Xuanyu said, "this prince will go to the Prince's Mansion of Runan County to propose marriage... Cough cough..." The wound was a little itchy, and he coughed uncontrollably.

Passers-by were worried, "Third Prince Yan, in your state, can you still go?"

"Cough... don't worry about it..." Yan Xuanyu ordered, "Hui Ying, find a luxurious chair to be carried, and prepare a betrothal gift...go to the Prince's Mansion of Runan County to make a betrothal..."

"Young master, my subordinates see, you should heal the wound first, right?" Gray Shadow worried.

"This prince has made up his mind... I will embrace a beauty even if I die..."

"Yes……"

Soon, eight people carried the luxurious chairs, and Yan Xuanyu sat on the chair with a pale face. It didn't take long before hundreds of servants appeared from nowhere, lined up neatly, carrying big boxes, carrying or carrying them. Driving the carriage, the dowry was spectacular and astonishing, beating Luo and drums all the way, marching forward to the county and mansion.

No one noticed that in a corner of the street, a drunk with ragged clothes and a beard looked incredulously at the direction Yan Xuanyu was going away. Nothing happened.And the passers-by in the surrounding area walked ten steps away from the drunk man in distaste.

(End of this chapter)