Female Queen Quick Time Travel: The Wife is a Husband Lover

  Chapter 723 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.

  Su Qiruo would give him his share in previous years, just because he was afraid that he would not be satisfied.

   "Yes, the 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.

  Old Madam Su is getting old, and she is not keen on these things, so she just tasted something new.

  Who is the master thinking 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. 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.

  The 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 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 large boxes of fruits and asked the hidden 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 scalded it with hot water. Would you like to try it and see if your teeth are still iced?"

  He deliberately rolled the orange in hot water before taking it out and cutting it, otherwise it would be too cold.

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

  This is the method Mo Yu learned from painting before.

  Chu Moyan's drooping eyelashes trembled, and he raised his 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 happily: "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."

  The Ninth Prince has no appetite, and never eats alone, and will give them some good things when they are 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 Gancheng.

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

  The Tai Tuo 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, he would be lying.

  Just thinking about not seeing the Tai Tuo for a long time, he felt like crying.

   I don’t know if Taifu’s wound still hurts or not, and whether the servants have invited her for consultation on time.

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

  Chu Moyan suddenly felt a little regretful. He should go to the Tai Tuo to ask for forgiveness in a few days. Anyway, he has to wait for her to recover.

   "Hiss..."

   There was a sharp pain in the knee, and Chu Moyan remembered that he had 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.

  Going through the bottle of ointment, I picked out some and put it on the palm of my hand. I 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.

  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 pampered by the Taifu for more than two years, but she has become so crying.

  When thinking of Tai Tuo, Chu Moyan couldn't help crying.

   Afraid of being heard by people outside, he bit his lips 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 may have forgotten, but they are all the secret guards under the Taifu, and 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 respond at all when the Taifu drove him out of the palace so ruthlessly.

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

   "Looking at His Highness, I really know that I made a mistake, and I don't know when the Taifu will come to pick him up."

  Chu Moyan poisoned the little emperor. Mo Yan and Mo Yu also guessed it 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, but he didn't dare to answer the words. They couldn't guess what the masters were thinking.

   "Since the Taifu was seriously injured, His Highness the Ninth Highness has not been able to take good care of him for a day. If he broke down from crying in Qingyun Temple, the Taifu may even peel off the skins of you and me."

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

  Although Qingyun Temple is quiet and suitable for recuperation, the conditions are a bit crude and incomparable to Moshu Hall.

  Especially in this season, the flowers and plants in the capital are starting to sprout, and it is 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, but there seemed to be other reasons."

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

  Mo Yan stuffed the fruit plate in Mo Yu's hand, and walked out and said, "I ordered someone to make a bowl of soothing soup for His Highness, and you are here to 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)