The apex pet of the sick lady

Chapter 35 Cold, deep and introverted national teacher VS scheming paranoid prince (3)

Fable dropped his gaze a few inches, not looking at the Empress's face.

With such behavior, what the empress saw on the faces of other courtiers was respectful and cautious, but what she saw on the face of this national teacher was indifference and disrespect.

Fable: "No, the lotus in the Imperial Garden blooms just right."

The queen laughed twice, not sure whether she believed it or not, "So that's the case." She sighed, "It's rare that the national teacher has the leisure to visit the Imperial Garden, but this happened to me. The national teacher took Xiao Jiu away... "

She didn't finish her sentence, so I left it to Fables to make up.

The queen looked at Fable with tentative eyes.

The behavior of the national teacher, who has always had nothing to do with himself, is really abnormal today.

The queen's name is Wei Yirong, she is over fifty years old, and 17 years ago she was a general of the former dynasty.

The brains of those who can succeed in rebellion are naturally not bad. In the early years, he was still a good emperor with great talents, but he has become more and more stupid in recent years, perhaps because he lived too comfortably.

Fable: "His Ninth Prince is the prince after all, it's not in compliance with the rules."

What kind?

People are not as good as dogs.

Fable lowered his eyes, his eyes were gloomy.

The temptation in Wei Yirong's eyes dissipated a bit, after all, the national teacher has always been a polite person, it's normal if he can't stand it.

The main reason is that Wei Jinyi is too non-existent, Wei Yirong can't even remember what he looks like, and feels that nothing will happen to such a child.

"So that's how it is." Wei Yirong felt relieved to go about his business now.

Wei Yirong's attitude towards Fables is very strange, respectful, apprehensive, appreciative, and occasionally revealing a trace of hatred.

Even the female officer who has been by Wei Yirong's side for more than ten years can't understand this complicated emotion.

The national teacher has a high position and authority, and her prestige in the hearts of the people is greater than that of your majesty, which makes your majesty's situation very embarrassing. It is normal for your majesty to hate and fear her.

But why would you be respectful?
Even if His Majesty the Master was invited to serve in the court when His Majesty first came to the throne, he should not be respectful.

If you want to ask Wei Yirong where he hired the national teacher, I don't know, Wei Yirong didn't say it.

After discussing the official business, Fable raised his hands in front of him before leaving, and made a half salute, "Your Majesty."

Wei Yirong waved her hand to excuse her, "The national teacher has something to say directly, so there is no need to see outsiders."

Fable straightened up, "The Ninth Prince is over sixteen years old, but her body is weak, her temperament is weak, and her education is lacking. I want to bring her back to the National Teacher's Office to teach her, please allow her."

She has never claimed to be a minister in front of the current saint.

Wei Yirong thought about it, and agreed.

The national teacher seldom asked her for anything, and it was rare to have something he wanted, so how could he not give it?
It's just a prince without a sense of existence.

"I agree."

"Also," Fable said with lowered brows and calm voice, "Your Majesty must have known about what happened in the Imperial Garden today. Although the princes behaved obediently in the South Study Room, the nobles in the harem did not respect the prince's upbringing and virtue." Crucial."

Although he didn't say the purpose directly, Wei Yirong understood.

Her eyes darkened slightly, "National teacher, don't worry, I will warn the nobles in the harem."

Fable didn't say anything more, and left the imperial study room.

Wei Yirong just took it as a fable and couldn't stand the actions of the princes, but only Ah Bao knew that she was venting her anger for the general.

Afterwards, the princes discovered that their father, who always loved them, had changed.

It was nothing more than bullying a bastard, who actually had to punish the board, copy books, ground their feet, and confiscated a lot of things for them to eat, drink and have fun.

The princes complained endlessly.

And these punishments reached Wei Yirong and Fable's ears in no time.

...

When Fable returned to Yunguang Palace, Wei Jinyi hadn't finished washing.

"My lord." The attendant Yunzao bowed respectfully towards the figure.

Fable looked around the room, but there was no child, "How long has he been in?"

"I've been in since my lord left." Yunzao looked towards the direction leading to the backyard, a little embarrassed, "Your Highness does not allow slaves to enter."

Fable frowned slightly, and walked towards the backyard.

Yunzao waited in place.

Walking out of the main hall, you will enter a corridor, turn a few turns, and you will find the backyard.

The backyard is lush with green plants and bright flowers, surrounded by a pool of hot springs.

There is hot mist above the hot spring, and it is white, against the vibrant flowers and plants around it, which is a rare beauty to see.

Wei Jinyi was lying on the side of the hot spring, holding Bai Shiyan with his arms, her face was pink, her eyes were half-closed, she was a little bit comfortable and a little bit tired.

The dirt on the face has been washed away, and the palm prints have also faded away, completely revealing the exquisite facial features, as if they were done by the most outstanding painter, each frame seems to be beautifully copied, between innocence and coquettishness Soft and beautiful.

He caught a glimpse of someone approaching from the corner of his eye. He came to his senses and lowered his body, his graceful shoulders sinking into the water.

The boy's clear eyes looked at the fable, "My lord..."

Fable didn't get close, thinking about the defense of men and women in his heart, separated by several meters, "Is there something uncomfortable, Your Highness?"

Wei Jinyi pursed her petal-like lips, "No."

Fable turned around, "Then come out, Your Highness."

"it is good."

After Fable disappeared, Wei Jinyi crawled out of the hot spring.

He has a beautiful body, although he is a little thin, but his waist is slender and his legs are long, his skin is fair and soft, like cream, as if it will melt away in his hands.

It's just a pity that such a beautiful body was somewhat damaged by the scarred wound on the right thigh.

The wound seemed to have been whipped, the skin was ripped apart, soaked in water, and turned slightly white.

Wei Jinyi bit her lower lip, picked up the bathrobe on the stone and put it on, reluctantly following Fable's footsteps.

Fable waited for him at the exit, and only continued to move forward when he came out.

After walking a few steps, he felt that his footsteps were not right, so he came back again.

"I hug Your Highness."

Wei Jinyi stared at Fable's face with wet eyes, and stretched out his arms obediently.

Fable walked towards the bedroom with Wei Jinyi in his arms, when a soft voice rang in his ears.

"Your Excellency is so kind to me."

Fable's footsteps paused indistinctly for a moment, then continued walking, without changing his expression, "The duty of the minister."

Wei Jinyi: ...

Fable's bedroom is huge, with a high roof, and few furnishings in the room, and it is empty, perhaps because she doesn't live here often, and she has no popularity at all.

There are several carved pillars at the four corners and in the middle of the house to support the roof, and the ground is dug into a lotus. The snow-white gauze wraps around the big bed several layers, layer upon layer, exuding an airy and deserted atmosphere.

Her bedroom was the same as she gave Wei Jinyi the feeling, spotless, deserted and quiet, without fireworks.

Like a god who is high above and far away from the world.

I don't know where such a person can be raised.

Fable put Wei Jinyi on the big bed, knelt on one knee beside the bed, with an indifferent expression, "I want to see your highness's injuries, it's too abrupt."

Fable's eyes fell on Wei Jinyi's bathrobe.

She never looked directly at him, like a dutiful courtier.

Wei Jinyi looked at her drooping eyebrows, pursed the corners of her lips, took her own bathrobe and pulled it up.

The tender white feet were hanging down, slowly revealing the slender and straight calves, the round and tender knees, and finally the scarred thighs.

Fable looked at his legs, his eyes darkened, his face remained unchanged, he lowered his head and took out the needed medicine from the drawer beside the bed.

After preparing the medicine, she raised her head, looked into Shang Wei Jinyi's eyes, with a calm expression, "I will give the medicine to Your Highness."

Wei Jinyi let out a "huh".

(End of this chapter)