To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 86 Jade Selection Attendant

  Luo Sheng took the dagger and handed it to Hongdou who rushed over, and calmly asked Wei Han: "Is there anything else, my lord?"

   Wei Han looked at the girl's indifferent eyebrows and eyes, and held his lips: "There is nothing else."

   Is there anything else, doesn't Miss Luo know?

  But right now is really not an occasion to talk about things, so I have to talk about it later.

   "Then let's take a step first." Luo Sheng slightly bent his knees, turned his head and said to Governor Luo, "Father, let's go."

  Luo Dadu nodded impatiently, and hurriedly left with his three daughters.

   Wei Han stopped where he was, his eyes dim.

   Wei Qiang, who had been staying out of the matter, came over and called Uncle Wang.

   Wei Han glanced at Wei Qiang, and asked as he walked out, "Is there something wrong with the prince?"

  Wei Qiang said in a casual tone: "I didn't expect Uncle Wang to have friendship with Miss Luo."

  He watched coldly, always feeling that King Kaiyang treated Miss Luo differently.

  Could it be that, being pulled by Miss Luo's belt also caused feelings?

   Wei Han took a deep look at Wei Qiang, and said in a cold tone, "The prince should not worry about the elders' affairs."

   Wei Qiang was choked to death immediately, but he couldn't refute.

  He is much older than King Kaiyang, but no matter how old he is, he has to be called uncle. It is really outrageous to really want to spread the news that a nephew is spying on elders and men.

   But he was just testing it out, as for putting on airs of elders?

  In front of Wei Han, Wei Qiang didn't want to show an angry look, until the crimson figure walked into the gate of Kaiyang Palace, his face sank.

  He is really aggrieved as the prince.

   "Your Highness, are you going back to the palace?" Wei Feng walked up to Wei Qiang and asked regretfully.

   Wei Qiang looked back at Wei Feng.

  Although the relationship between the two is cousins ​​according to the law, the blood of the same mother cannot be changed, especially as Wei Feng grows up, the two are more and more alike in terms of body shape, facial features and eyes.

  For this younger brother, Wei Qiang's attitude was quite gentle, and he nodded slightly: "Well, it's time to go back."

   Wei Feng mustered up his courage, and whispered: "Your Highness, Concubine Mother...I really miss you. Today is her birthday, and such an unpleasant thing happened again. Can you stay a little longer?"

  Wei Qiang waited for Wei Feng to finish speaking expressionlessly, then spit out two words coldly: "No."

  In front of outsiders, he still needs to hide his indifferent attitude towards Pingnan Wang and his wife, but he doesn't have to do so in front of Wei Feng.

  Twelve years ago, he had a falling out with his biological parents.

  At that time, Wei Feng was still a child, so he was not involved, so this brotherhood can be preserved.

   Wei Feng did not understand Wei Qiang's attitude at all.

   "Your Highness, that incident twelve years ago...you were also involved..."

  The person who made the meritorious service is obviously the eldest brother, why did he complain about his parents afterwards?

  He has seen his mother and concubine weep quietly many times.

  Thinking of this, Wei Feng felt somewhat dissatisfied.

   Wei Qiang seemed to have been touched by Ni Lin, and his face was suddenly covered with frost: "I don't want to hear what happened twelve years ago. Wei Feng, you remember."

  He took part in the downfall of Zhennan Prince's Mansion, but he never thought of taking Luo Er's life.

   On that day, he and Luo Er were already married, and he never thought of letting Luo Er be buried with the Zhennan Palace.

  But the arrow that flew from the dark took Luo Er's life.

  Luo Er died right in front of his eyes, still wearing her wedding dress.

  Just thinking about the scene twelve years ago, the hatred in Wei Qiang's heart would be overwhelmed, making his internal organs uncomfortable.

  Seeing that Wei Qiang was angry, Wei Feng suppressed his dissatisfaction and said angrily: "Got it."

   Isn't it just because of Princess Qingyang that she is still blaming her father and mother.

  He still has an impression of Princess Qingyang. She is a noble, generous and capable elder sister who can make delicious candies, making her drool.

  In fact, he also likes to eat, but he was eight years old at that time, so naturally he couldn't go around Princess Qingyang like a little girl for a piece of candy.

  Later, Princess Qingyang died, and the elder brother hadn't spoken to his father and mother for a long time.

  He didn't understand it at first, but when he got older, he understood it.

  The eldest brother is pleased with Princess Qingyang, and is angry with his father, mother and concubine for the life and death of Princess Qingyang.

  Although he felt sorry for the death of Princess Qingyang, he didn't understand his elder brother's attitude.

   Even if you get angry again, you can't be angry for more than ten years.

  Father is right, Princess Qingyang is not dead, what should elder brother do?

  There is a wife whose natal family is treasonous, how does the eldest brother fight for the crown prince?

  The eldest brother became the crown prince among so many nephews of the emperor's uncle, and married a famous lady as the crown princess. What's not to like?

  If it was him—Wei Feng pursed his thin lips into a cool arc.

  It was too late for him to be grateful to his father and mother, so how could he complain.

   Compared with Jiangshan, beauty is nothing. And with Jiangshan, what kind of beauties cannot have?

   Wei Feng suppressed the dissatisfaction rising deep in his heart, and watched Wei Qiang leave.

  Wei Qiang returned to the East Palace, and a beauty in palace attire greeted him.

   "The prince is back."

  Wei Qiang no longer showed any anger on his face, and returned to his usual gentle and indifferent appearance.

  He nodded slightly and asked, "Is Wan'er feeling better?"

   "It's better, I know I want meat porridge, and I'm falling asleep now." The beauty in the palace costume laughed.

   "That's good, you go and stay with Wan'er, she wakes up and wants to find her mother."

"Um."

  Wei Qiang left for a long time, the beauty in palace attire summoned his confidants and asked, "Where did the prince go?"

  The confidant said cautiously: "Reporting to the princess, the prince has gone to Yuxuan servant."

  The Crown Princess sneered as expected.

  She knew that the prince had gone there again.

  It's just a woman who is nearly thirty years old and has a disfigured appearance, but she has kept the prince's heart for so many years.

  She secretly checked the origin of Yu Xuanshi.

   It is said that she was the dowry maid of Princess Qingyang, the third daughter of King Zhennan. The news of Princess Qingyang's accident was sent back to Pingnan Palace, and she touched the pillar with another maid.

  The maid died on the spot, and Yu Xuan waiter was pulled by someone who reacted, thus saving her life, but there was a scar on her forehead, which was usually covered with thick forehead hair.

  In order to verify the inquiring news, she once ordered Yu Xuan to lift her forehead hair to check, and sure enough, there was a light scar on her smooth forehead.

  The gentle prince, who had always been gentle, lost his temper with her when he heard about it. Since then, she has stopped paying attention to that humble woman.

  In her capacity, it is not worth taking a servant who was born as a maid as an opponent, and there is no need to separate from the prince for a servant.

   In the final analysis, what the prince cares about is not a small servant, but what he cares about is Princess Qingyang who has been dead for many years.

   With a dead person, she has no way to fight.

   Just thinking about how a prince who has been selected as a servant has treated him differently for many years, is a bit uneasy after all.

  After the suffocation passed, the Crown Princess didn't struggle much, and went to her daughter's room.

   Wei Qiang walked quickly to a side hall, feeling inexplicably anxious.

   "Choose a servant, the prince is here." The palace maid said to a slender woman with thick black hair in the room.

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  (end of this chapter)