The Reborn Wife is Farming

Because of the queen's order, the Ministry of Internal Affairs quickly checked the children's gifts and sent them to Kunning Palace.

The guards and eunuchs carried the things directly into the side hall again.

The side hall of Kunning Palace is a row of three houses, all of which have been opened up for children to play.

There is a small desk for the children to read and a soft couch for them to rest. The other side is full of their toys, and the middle is separated by a screen to form three large spaces, so it doesn't feel messy.

After the gifts came in, Xiaoxiong took his younger brothers to distribute the gifts. Qi Wensu prepared the most, because he not only wanted to give to the emperor, queen and brothers, but also to all the ladies in the palace, so his gifts accounted for two. big box.

After the presents were distributed, everyone had another exchange, and Qi Wensu took out the gifts for his mother and concubine, and went to see her.

Xiaobao has grown up, and he has become more sensible in the past two or three years. He has also understood the struggle in the harem back then. Seeing Qi Wensu happily waved goodbye to them, he quickly followed, "I will go with you." You are being bullied.

Qi Wensu no longer knew the way in the palace, so he was naturally happy to be accompanied by a familiar elder brother.

Xiao Bao asked Xiao Xiong to take care of these little ones, and dragged Qi Wensu to see Concubine Zhao.

Concubine Zhao's life has not been easy these years.

Although Qi Xiuyuan did not ground her again, he almost never went to her palace. Concubine Zhao was promoted to Concubine Shu shortly after giving birth to the second prince. The harem will not be chaotic, but some neglect and ridicule are always indispensable.

Moreover, Concubine Zhao has been worried about her son who is far away in Guangzhou.

In her heart, the emperor sent Qi Wensu to Guangzhou because he was raised by King Rong. Although he sent a letter every now and then to say how happy he was, Concubine Zhao was still paranoid that her son had a miserable life in Guangzhou. .

Because the letter was sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, after passing through the hands of the Queen and the Crown Prince, what accurate news can she receive?

Her son didn't know what he was suffering in Guangzhou, and what he was forced to do, so he wrote these letters against his will.

So Concubine Zhao cried every time she received a letter, and the crown prince often lamented Concubine Zhao's motherly heart, thinking she was tears of worry and joy.

Li Jinghua saw everything in her eyes, and didn't point it out to her son, but let him misunderstand beautifully.

But Xiaobao is smart, and Zhao Concubine looks at him with hate, resentment and flattery every time he sends a letter, and after many times, he faintly understands it.

It's impossible not to be disappointed, but he can't let his second younger brother face Zhao Concubine alone. He brought his second brother to Guangzhou back then. In any case, he must say something nice to Zhao Concubine, even if It doesn't matter if you scare her, but you can't tell her to bully her second brother like she did when she was a child.

Concubine Zhao has been waiting at the gate of the palace for a long time. Although she doesn't have many eyes and ears in the palace, she also knows that King Rongjun has entered the palace today and there will be a palace banquet tonight.

But she waited for more than an hour, and when she was about to lose control of her patience, she saw the prince leading a child and a group of maids and servants over.

Zhao Bin stared blankly at the dark-skinned child, and burst into tears.

This is her son. How much suffering did he suffer to be like this? Why are King Rongjun and Princess Rongjun so cruel?

Xiao Bao patted his second brother who was stunned on the spot, and said: "What are you still doing? That's your concubine mother. Did you cry with excitement when you didn't see her? Hurry up and greet her."

Qi Wensu came back to his senses, ran over quickly, knelt on the ground and was about to kowtow to Concubine Zhao, Concubine Zhao hurriedly pulled him up, touched his face and said, "You, why are you so dark? You are so thin, you How much did you suffer?"

Qi Wensu said foolishly: "Mother and Concubine, I'm fine."

Concubine Zhao was even more sad when she saw her. Her son didn't even dare to sue her, and he didn't know how he was threatened in Guangzhou.

She opened her mouth, saw the prince standing on the side, quickly closed her mouth again, wiped her tears, and forced a smile: "His Royal Highness, do you want to go in and have a seat?"

Xiao Bao glanced at his happy younger brother, shook his head and said, "No need, Zhao Bin just met with his second brother, and he should have a lot to say, so I won't bother you, just talk at the dinner tonight."

He also asked Qi Wensu, "Come over early for the evening banquet, you haven't seen Father yet."

Qi Wensu hurriedly responded, and Xiaobao then left.

Seeing that the crown prince had gone far away, Concubine Zhao hurriedly pulled her son back to the inner palace and drove out all the maids and servants. Qi Wensu didn't notice anything unusual, and fourth uncle and fourth aunt didn't like too many servants in the house. When they were together, The girl listened to the announcement outside the door. He thought that the mother concubine also wanted to be alone with him, so he happily took out the gift he had prepared, "Mother concubine, come and see, I bought it for you."

As soon as the sentence was finished, Concubine Zhao hugged Qi Wensu and cried out of breath.

Qi Wensu was taken aback for a moment, this was not a joyous way of crying at all, he slightly pushed his mother away, and asked in confusion and distress: "Mother, concubine, what's wrong with you?"

Concubine Zhao took the box out of his hand, touched him up and down, and saw that there were calluses on his hands, her complexion suddenly twisted, and she asked, "They still make you do rough work?"

Qi Wensu looked at her in confusion, not understanding.

However, Concubine Zhao said viciously: "I knew that the queen had no good intentions, she must have persuaded your father to send you to Guangzhou. You have suffered so much these years, and the king of Rongjun is too rebellious. If you don't suffer Chong, you are also the emperor's son, how could he, a lord, dare to torture you like this..."

Qi Wensu slowly withdrew his hand, his face was a little sad, he didn't remember much about his childhood, but some things were engraved in his bones.

He knew that the mother concubine was on the edge of a dead end again.

The fourth uncle and the fourth aunt loved him as a son, and treated him even better than a tiger-headed lion. How could he allow his mother and concubine to humiliate them like this?

"Mother Concubine," Qi Wensu interrupted her, and explained seriously: "The calluses on my hands are left from practicing martial arts. Not only me, brother Xiong, little lion with tiger head, even brother Xiao An have calluses on my hands. Life in Guangzhou is very good, my uncle and aunt treat me like my own son."

Concubine Zhao looked at him blankly, "You actually disobeyed me because of them? Can they treat you well? How can you be so dark when you are good to you? How can you be so thin when you are good to you?"

"Mother, I'm not dark, I'm healthy, I'm bronze, I've been in the sun for a long time, and I'm not thin at all, I'm just not fat, don't believe me, look at it." Qi Wensu said He had to roll up his sleeves to show her.

In recent years, he has practiced martial arts, and often climbed mountains and seas with his cousins, and his body is extremely strong.

Concubine Zhao's expression twisted for a while, she obviously didn't believe it, and the mother and son couldn't help arguing on the first day they met.

Qi Wensu is no longer a soft little bun when he was a child. He has been with Mu Yangling for three years. He already knew how to express his opinions to adults and how to argue.

However, Concubine Zhao seemed particularly unfilial. As a filial son, how could he refute his mother's words?