Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

King Zhijun suddenly lost his temper. His eyes softened, and he finally sighed, "That's all!"

Da Fujin smiled, "Hurry up and drink the hangover soup, lie down and have a rest. After a rest, when you wake up, you won't have any troubles anymore!"

King Zhijun couldn't help laughing, it would be great if it could be like this.

He didn't refute Da Fujin's words, and drank the hangover soup as she said. Da Fujin personally brought tea for him to rinse his mouth and drink tea, helped him to lie down, and then went out lightly.

Leaving the study room, Da Fujin sighed softly, she couldn't persuade him to give up anything bluntly, he had his pride.

She can only try her best to persuade him from the sidelines and prevent him from going astray.

In the third master's mansion, the third master was equally angry and jealous.

Ever since he had the intention to replace the prince, the ambition of the third master has grown wildly like a weed in summer, and it has swelled to the point where it can no longer be suppressed.

He regarded fourth master as his number one enemy, subconsciously paid more attention to fourth master, subconsciously compared with fourth master everywhere, and always wanted to overwhelm fourth master.

This time fourth master went to Henan for disaster relief, his mood was very conflicted.

On the one hand, as the prince of the Qing Dynasty, he naturally looked forward to the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty and the safety of the people, and hoped that the disaster would be dealt with early and properly.

But on the other hand, he didn't want fourth master to make meritorious service and be praised by Huang Ama.

When the fourth master was swept away by the torrent, and there was almost no possibility of surviving, he was surprised, but secretly happy in his heart.

fair enough!

This is the fate of the fourth child. God helped him get rid of such a strong enemy, which means that God is on his side.

When Yugege smiled and gloated and congratulated him, although he reprimanded her with a straight face, he was really relieved in his heart.

He thought that he would definitely treat Lao Si's family and nephews well in the future, and he would be considered worthy of Lao Si.

But he didn't want to, Fourth Master didn't die, survived a catastrophe, and came back again.

The moment he heard the news, he was stunned and his mind went blank.

The original fluke and complacency turned into embarrassing anger.

how so

However, the matter has come to this point, and he has nothing to do, he can only try his best to do the job in his hands better, so as to compare with fourth master.

But today, the fourth master was rewarded with the double salary of Shi Junwang, and the thirteenth and fourteenth masters who had befriended him also received rewards, how could he not be angry?

Even the eldest brother doesn't have the reward of the double salary of the county king, so why should the fourth brother?

Just because he has a good relationship with the prince? Huang Ama is too eccentric! Oh, Huang Ama, don't regret it in the future! Let's see whose hands the crown prince will be destroyed in the future! Huang Ama really thinks that the fourth child is a good stubble? He's the one with the most eyes

The third master was full of resentment and unwillingness, so he called Yugege to accompany him, and got drunk in the study.

Yugege knew that he was depressed, and it would be fine to get drunk and let it out, so she didn't dissuade her, and drank with him. After getting drunk, the two of them messed around like crazy

In the fourth master's mansion, the ten blessings came and left in a hurry, Mu Jin felt a little uneasy after all, after thinking about it, he went to Qingtongyuan to look for the fourth master.

Fourth master rested for a while, fell asleep in a daze, just woke up at this moment, lying on the kang, lost in thought.

Hearing that Mu Jin was coming, he couldn't help smiling.

Mu Jin stepped into the Dongci room, looked up and met the smiling eyes of the fourth master, and the two smiled.

Too much, tomorrow is Saturday, I thought it was Monday. . . .