The concubine of the famous family is very evil.

Chapter 15

However, the concubine looks like a fairy, so her son can't be too ugly, where are the genes, Jinniang thought secretly in her heart.

Prince Jane went back with joy, the old lady asked the eldest lady to send the princess off, but left Jinniang behind.

The old lady looked at Jinniang with probing eyes. Jinniang lowered her head and did not dare to lift her eyes. Only now did she remember what she had done. When writing poetry, the shoulder pole falls down and I don’t know if it’s a single word.

"Tell me, who taught you how to read and write?" The old lady asked calmly. Although the old lady Jinniang hadn't seen much before, she was a granddaughter after all, and she knew whether she could read or write.

Jinniang's mind was spinning rapidly, what reason should she find to convince the shrewd old lady?She frowned and gritted her teeth in thought. In the eyes of the old lady, she seemed to have something to hide.

The old lady thought of the harshness of the eldest lady to her, and suddenly felt sour. Even if the child learned it secretly, she would not dare to let others know. Forget it, it is a good thing that she can read, why force her? secret.

"You are fine. The princess likes it very much. Is there a piano in the house? Ask Hongxiu to send you a piano. From now on, you can play the piano and practice calligraphy in the house openly, but don't let the female red be left behind." The old lady said lovingly. Said to Jin Niang.

Is this not to be pursued?Cleared?Jinniang was so excited that her eyes lit up, and she almost rushed forward to hug the old lady on impulse. Fortunately, the old lady thought that she was happy because she could read, write, and play the piano in a serious way. She felt that she had treated her granddaughter too much before. Feeling ashamed for neglecting it, she asked Mama Sun to bring her some good bird's nests.

Jinniang left thankfully, carrying the bird's nest, thinking mesmerizingly, today we must drink stewed bowls, and we have also lived a luxurious life of a rich lady.

After Princess Jian returned to the mansion, she excitedly went to see her son.

Leng Huating was obediently sitting in his own yard looking at the sky. In Luoyuxuan, a lot of maids and women were guarding him, but their Second Young Master was sitting in a wheelchair and staring at the sky, as clear and beautiful as water Her phoenix eyes were kept wide open, staring at the sky without moving.

He has maintained this posture for an entire hour, his graceful and slender neck has been raised, like a noble swan, but this kind of beautiful scenery has long been used to the eyes of those who are guarding him, and they have no sense of beauty. I was just thinking, doesn't the young master feel that his neck will be sore?
When the princess came in, she happened to see this scene.

"Ting'er, what are you doing? Why are you doing it in the yard?" Wang Hao asked distressedly.

Leng Huating didn't move, still looking up at the sky, it seemed that there was a wonderful show going on in the cloudless sky.

"Ting'er, did you hear my concubine talking to you, Ting'er..." Is this child ill again?

Leng Huating still didn't respond, the concubine was in a hurry, and said to the people waiting on the side: "Didn't you see how windy it is outside? Quickly push the young master into the house. If the young master catches the cold, be careful with your skin!"

The nuns and servants guarding Leng Huating's side hesitated for a moment, looked at the young master, and seeing that he showed no signs of anger, they carefully pushed the wheelchair into the room.

Immediately, someone put a wooden plank on the high wooden threshold to make it easier for the wheelchair to push into the house.

Only when the wheelchair was pushed, Leng Huating had some reaction. When he turned his head, he saw the princess looking at him with a heartbroken face. He curled his red lips and smiled innocently, "Concubine Mother."

Only then did the concubine heave a sigh of relief. It seemed that there was no illness, but he was just in a daze. She couldn't help stroking his neck with distress, "Is the neck sore? What are you looking at?"

"Look at the clouds!" Leng Huating replied.

But Lang Lang's eyes were empty, and the blue sky was like washing. Where is there a cloud? The princess couldn't help but frowned, and said, "There are no clouds in the sky."

"That's why Ting'er wants to watch it. Why doesn't Guanyun come out?"

He looks very similar to the princess. If it weren't for the hairstyle on his head, flat chest, and that mellow and steady voice, anyone would regard him as a woman.

The princess was speechless by what he said, too, her courtier is smart, there are always clouds in the sky, but who would tell why sometimes there are no clouds in the sky.

After entering the room, the concubine asked the maid to fetch hot water, and personally took a hot handkerchief and applied it to the back of Leng Huating's neck. After lying on his back for so long, it's no wonder that he didn't feel sore, he needed to relax his tendons.

Leng Huating obediently allowed the concubine to do whatever she wanted. The concubine's hand was very gentle and comfortable to touch. Not long after, Leng Huating actually fell asleep under the concubine's touch.

The concubine sighed when she saw him, and let Leng Qian carry him to the bed after he fell asleep.

Leng Qian is the long entourage specially assigned to Huating by the prince. He can also be called a bodyguard. Talking, personality is indifferent and evasive, in the mansion, except Huating, he doesn't care about anyone or anything.

The concubine helped Leng Huating cover the quilt, sat quietly by the bed, looked at his son who was sleeping soundly on the bed distressedly, with mixed feelings in her heart.

When Qianer was 12 years old, he suddenly got a strange disease. The serious illness almost took Qianer's life. One, the disease will recur again. The prince has searched all over the world for famous doctors, but he has not found the cause of the disease, and he cannot be cured. As a result, the position of the son falls to Leng Huatang, the elder brother of Leng Huating, the son of the side concubine. The concubine once suspected that However, whether someone poisoned Huating, but after all the doctors collectively treated the disease, it was unanimously judged that there was no sign of poison on Huating, and the princess had no choice but to accept her fate.

Except for Leng Qian thought, all the maids and servants in the room retreated quietly. They knew that usually at this time, princesses don't want anyone to disturb their mother and child.

Leng Qian is like a stalwart green pine, standing upright in the room, but trying to hide his aura and reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

The three people in the room slept, sat, and stood, and stayed there for another hour without saying a word. Finally, Leng Huating woke up when the princess felt sore in her back.

(End of this chapter)