Quick Transmigration: Reforming the Blackened Big BOSS

   Chapter 986 Oiran (56)

  Sheng Yongchen didn't say a word, and he wouldn't obey obediently. It is very convenient for the prince to open a mansion, live by himself, and make decisions by himself.

   Xiao Shufei's punishment, he will not finish it steadily.

   "The son respectfully send off the mother and concubine. Phantom, send off the mother and concubine."

  Sheng Yongchen remained calm and straightened his body.

   After they left, Baitang came out from the darkness.

   "Kneeling for two hours, does your knee feel better?"

  Hearing the familiar voice, the haze in Sheng Yongshen's heart was swept away, and he looked at her intently: "A Tang, it may be... green."

  Baitang put on the big cloak, put on the hat, tied the veil again, and stretched out his hand: "You won't honestly want to kneel until three quarters in the afternoon?"

  Sheng Yongchen grabbed her hand and stood up with strength: "I don't mean that."

  The moment he moved, his brows were knotted in discomfort, and he fell straight on Baitang.

   "It's too numb..."

   "I didn't expect His Highness to walk either."

   Saying that, Baitang reached out and hugged him.

  Although it was a bit weird to be hugged by a woman like this, Sheng Yongchen could accept it.

   "A Tang, my room is over there."

  Baitang walked towards the direction Sheng Yongchen pointed, and every time he reached the place where the people in the house were standing guard, Sheng Yongchen ordered them to close their eyes.

   "Your Highness, where is the government medicine?"

   "In the cabinet over there." Sheng Yong's eyes were full of tenderness.

   "Ah Tang, don't call me Your Highness, it's too extravagant. Just call me Ruogu."

  Sheng Yongchen took off his shoes, shoes and socks.

   "Humble-minded, the meaning is good."

  Baitang took the medicine, lifted Sheng Yongchen's trouser legs, revealing the kneeling Wuzi legs. Bai Tang sat on the side of the bed, put his leg on her lap, and applied medicine to him.

   "Let the servants cook a bowl of **** soup later to dispel the cold, so as not to catch a cold."

  Mother and concubine had never cared about him so much before, Sheng Yongchen was really happy now, thinking of his mother and concubine, Sheng Yongchen felt a little bored again.

   "A Tang, my mother and concubine..." Sheng Yong hesitated to speak, but stopped, "I was lying before, mother and concubine's health is not good, and the imperial doctor said that there are at most two years to live."

  Parents passed away and kept mourning for three years. When the wife dies, one year of filial piety is required, and a small number of men will keep it for three years.

   "Who would you like me to show her?"

  Her medical skills can extend Concubine Xiao Shu's lifespan to seven or eight years, which is a bit conservative.

   "No...my concubine is dying, I can't stop it. Prolonging her life will only make her suffer and continue to die."

  Sheng Yongshen had a hard time.

  He can't be considered a dutiful son, he always contradicts what his mother says, and he doesn't do many things his mother asks him to do.

   "If you say no, then no."

   "Your Highness, Your Majesty has sent her away." Phantom almost made a move directly.

  Baitang glanced at Phantom: "Order someone to cook a bowl of **** soup for Ruogu."

  Sheng Yongshen hurriedly urged: "Don't hurry up? What are you doing in a daze?"

   Phantom put away her wild thoughts, and hurriedly said: "Yes, this subordinate obeys."

  Sheng Yongchen looked tenderly at Baitang who rubbed the medicine on him and pressed the acupuncture points on his feet: "Atang, can you stop walking for a while?"

  Baitang resolutely refused: "No. Concubine Xiao Shu's battle today, you might have her eyeliner in your palace. You don't come to Fengyilou to answer questions in the future. If she follows me, you might cause a lot of trouble."

  Sheng Yong was depressed and unhappy: "The palace is too deserted, I live alone, it's useless to ask for so much, I will send some away tomorrow. I..."

  Baitang packed up his things and prepared to go back: "Qinggong, practice hard."

  (end of this chapter)