Eunuch Su, Eunuch Su!

Naturally, Huiming didn’t know that Grandpa Su was already preparing for the result of washing her jewelry. She was born as a female embroidery workshop, and her hands were steady and careful. By comparison, she only needed to know the steps to clean the jade. Waiting for trivial things is not a big deal. The only troublesome thing is that before cleaning the jade, it has to be soaked in warm water with powder for half an hour, and the apse compartment contains not only your majesty’s accessories, but also In order to prevent these things from getting fireworks on the dragon robe clothes that will be changed these two days, the compartment must not be lit.

The ground dragon is burning in the Hall of Gande, and people are not cold, but in such a sky, the warm water will not take long to cool down, and people need to replace it again and again.

Huiming is a diligent person. He would rather run twice by himself than be lazy and perfunctory. In this way, there are more round trips, and the second water change will see the two favorites who are currently grabbing reserves from a distance.

The King of Letters and King of Rui.

The king of letter came from the belly of the middle palace, and took up half of his son, but the king of Rui was from the most favored concubine, and now he has the longest. After the first prince died of illness, his majesty did not establish a new prince, these two Each has its own support, and it is almost incompatible, that is, when you come to your Majesty, you are all rushing together, as if only a few steps away, your filial piety has been compared.

Although I can't remember the figures and looks of these two people in my mind, Huiming is not interested in looking at such a pair of difficult brothers. At the moment, he just stood under the corridor and bowed far away, waiting to get up, around the corner. A group of people came again, and the palace guards who had just gotten up all around saluted the nurse who was holding the baby: "I have seen His Royal Highness."

There are five princes in your Majesty today. The most striking thing is the first prince who was born with the first empress, who was deeply affectionate with your majesty and his wife. He was established as a prince when he was three years old, but unfortunately he has already gone. Wang Rui, as well as the Seventh His Royal Highness who lived in the Palace of Concubine Kang, who was born with "dementia", is the youngest ninth prince.

The nine princes are not yet one year old, so they can only be held in the arms of the grandmother. Your majesty’s old son should have been the most favored, but unfortunately the nine princes were born in frailty. This frailty is not casual. To talk about it, it’s really sick and disaster. I can’t live without a doctor for a moment. I can’t live without a potion for a day. I have been around the gate of the underground palace a dozen times before I was a year old. The degree of life-saving.

For this reason, His Majesty did not dare to be too merciful to his young son. Apart from instructing the Imperial Medical Office to look after him carefully, he could only take advantage of the good weather during the New Year's Day. This time, it was obvious that your majesty’s serious illness scared the biological mother of the Ninth Prince so much. Hearing that the prince was summoned, he was busy risking the risk of the little prince’s hair and getting sick, and asked the mother to hug him, "Please."

Regardless of age, just looking at the body of the nine princes, the two believers in Wang Rui and Wang did not put this little brother in their eyes. Instead, they were full of care at the moment. They only looked like a good brother and asked the mother carefully. The body meal of the nine princes.

Although Huiming is far away, the rules in the palace are that the masters speak in front. Unless they are carrying a rush of errands, they must not turn their heads and leave, and wait for her to stand with the water urn. After waiting for the two princes to show their brothers and sisters on the outside of the gallery, and bring them into the hall with them, the water in the urn was already cold.

Huiming sighed helplessly, and poured cold water into the roots of the pine trees on the side, so he turned around and went back to the tea room where the hot water was collected. Waiting for the water to boil up, unexpectedly he thought of another one. thing--

Your Majesty is the one who summoned all his sons. Now that he believes in Wang Rui, even the nine princes in the infant have arrived. Will the seven princes who are also his sons come?

Thinking of this, Huiming couldn’t help but pause. If she was by His Highness Seven now, and if the little His Highness was emotionally stable, she would definitely take this opportunity to invite peace. After all, His Highness Seven moved to Kang Taifei Palace since the age of three or four. After the middle, he never saw your Majesty’s face again, and the situation of the Seventh Majesty was different from that of the Ninth Prince. Although the Ninth Prince had very little face to face, his Majesty felt sorry for this little son in his heart, and there was nothing in the palace. Don't dare to neglect him, don't say negligence, because the nine princes are paper-like bodies, sometimes they are even more concerned than the master of the palace, lest one of them will be affected.

The Seventh Majesty is different. Your Majesty is tired of getting up early for this "dementia" son. Even if he goes there one day, his Majesty will not take it seriously if he wants to come. Naturally, the people underneath will not be more concerned. .

But the more such a situation, the more it is time to come over to ask for peace. If you can meet three points, the palace will not dare to despise it very much. After all, it is the prince. If one day His Highness opens a complaint, it will be only For the sake of royal dignity, His Majesty will never see his son fail to wear a decent winter coat, and life will naturally be better.

However, Tian Guibi had short-sightedness, and was just resentful and resentful in the cold palace all day. He attributed his fall from favor to His Highness Qi's unwillingness, but he never paid attention to His Highness Qi's situation. Want to come, 80% of them today will not bring Qi. Your Highness, please come over...

Thinking of this, Hui Ming sighed secretly, but with her current identity, there was no other way. After changing the warm water, she just continued to go back and washed the jade ornaments indirectly. After the two princes left the palace, His Majesty summoned the foreign ministers and changed their clothes again. Huiming re-entered the hall and waited for a while. Seeing that it was almost lunchtime, she had already forgotten the Seventh Royal Highness that happened by chance. It was unexpectedly that thin and thin figure outside the hall.

Is it His Highness Seven?

Hui Ming took a few detailed glances and confirmed that the child in the courtyard was really the little majesty she went to see yesterday, but compared to yesterday's thin and thin, it seems that the waistcoat is covered with a cotton jacket today, and the cotton is thick, although it is inevitable. It looked bloated and cumbersome, but it was warm enough in such a day. At this moment, I was lowering my head, and was quietly led by the mother beside me. At first glance, it was no different from an ordinary child.

Is there a time when His Highness Seven can honestly ask people to hold hands?

Huiming opened his eyes wide and turned his gaze again. He took a closer look at the mother who is holding His Royal Highness Seven. She is not too young for her age. He is wearing a bun and a regular brown jacket, although the hair is gray. But all of them are neat, with a three-point flattery and three-point smile on the round face, which looks very kind and loving.

But this mother, Huiming had never seen her by His Highness Seven in her previous life.

"Send your peace to His Highness Seven." After hearing the report, Gong Xu in the hall hurriedly walked to the bottom of the stairs. He bowed his knees and bowed. Huiming on the side couldn't stop him. He couldn't help but followed him. A few steps, I thought that when I arrived at the Hall of Condemnation that I was not familiar with, and a stranger suddenly approached like this, His Highness Seven must be afraid and uneasy, even struggling to dodge. There was no other abnormal reaction!

"Public Security Su." Huiming had already approached him at this time, and at a glance, he saw that the mother seemed to have moved a step unintentionally, and she happened to stand in front of His Highness Seven, and spoke to Father Su respectfully: " Your majesty is not in peace these days, and his majesty has always been very worried, but he didn't order and didn't dare to bother. This time he heard that his majesty has recovered from his illness, his majesty is so happy that he has come to greet his majesty.

At the age of His Highness Seven, he should have said this to himself, but the Seventh Prince was born with dementia. Everyone had heard of it. Su Jin had no difference when he saw it: "Your Majesty is talking to General Fang. At this moment, I may not care about His Highness Seven."

The mother was not surprised, she coughed and continued: "Your Royal Highness dare not interrupt, let's just wait here."

Su Jin paused: "In that case, please go to the side hall to use a cup of tea temporarily."

Huiming frowned slightly. There were often palace people coming in and out of the side hall, which was very messy. To the master next to them, these accustomed palace people were naturally nothing, but if it were His Highness Seven, it would be better to be in the courtyard. In the sky, the palace people were afraid of getting their shoes wet, so they would rather take a detour around the corridor. Instead, the courtyard was empty and much quieter. When I was worried, I saw the opposite mother bowed, her voice was weak, but she refused politely but firmly: "Your Royal Highness is shy, just wait outside."

Huiming was a little admired for this mother. Although she looked inconspicuous and even a little rude, all her words and deeds happened to be the best choice for His Highness Seven. I want to come to His Highness Seven to stay here. , Must be inseparable from her understanding and care of the little majesty.

But, such a mother, why has she never heard of it in the Palace of Concubine Kang? If this mother has been there, Xu Shiqi's condition might not be as severe as that later? Did she call out the place nearby, or... Huiming still coughed lightly when she looked at her, as if she was a little uncomfortable, she couldn't help but give birth to some bad guesses.

Seeing that the two of them didn’t appreciate it, Su Jin didn’t say much, she just nodded lightly, and then bowed her head back two steps according to the rules. Then she turned around and planned to enter the hall again to wait. Who knows, she just turned around and hit head-on. Huiming, who was only a few inches away from him, got on.

Su Jin is seven feet tall, and Huiming stands in front of him, and she can just see her hair braids when she lowers her head. The fifteenth girl has not grown up yet, facing the thin sun of early winter, her fluffy hair top seems to be a soft chick. Her fluff, dimly, can't help but want to gently hold her in his palm, and then hold it firmly, even if her hair is broken, so she just can't escape forever.

Because Huiming looked at His Highness Seventh side with all his heart, Huiming, who had not had time to retreat, was also taken aback. After reacting, he quickly stepped back and bends to his knees and called out, "Grandpa Su."

A complex expression flashed on Su Jin's cold face, and the pain of his nails in the palm of his hand caused him to recover from a momentary abyss of cold malice.

"What's the matter?" It must be dry, and there was a slight dullness in his voice.

"No, nothing." Hui Ming shook his head quickly. Su Jin glanced at her trembling eyelashes, clenched her palms tighter, and walked past her into the hall.

Seeing Grandpa Su's crimson robe flashing away from the front, Hui Ming let out a long sigh, and some inexplicable stretched out his hand to caress the hair that suddenly stood up on his neck. After returning to his senses, he turned his mind to his eyes again. The two of them, who were so close and not far away, asked softly: "Mother, what is your last name?"