Even Xiao Mozi, who could see Jiujiu every day, would be shocked by Jiujiu's appearance every time he saw Jiujiu. When he came back to his senses, he would rejoice that he was a eunuch. If he wasn't a eunuch, he would probably want to seize this country and take Jiujiu for himself.
In the past, he felt that King You of Zhou's act of teasing the dukes just to make Bao Si smile was extremely exaggerated. However, after seeing Jiujiu's appearance, Xiao Mozi thought that if Bao Si's appearance was like Jiujiu's, even if he lost the country, it wouldn't matter.
Ever since the Third Prince began attending the imperial court, he had become increasingly busy. Originally, he would accompany Jiujiu for a meal every three days, but now, it had become once every seven days. Even so, he would often be delayed by other matters.
Jiujiu expressed her understanding of the Third Prince's busyness. Then, she had the kitchen add two more dishes to celebrate.
Jiujiu's days were carefree. Every day, the Third Prince was busy expanding his power, and at the same time, suppressing the power of Xiao Lang and the other princes. He was so busy that he wished he could split one minute into two.
However, the Third Prince's busyness was finally alleviated during the autumn hunt.
The Imperial Palace held an autumn hunt every year.
The reason why the hunt was held in autumn, other than the fact that the autumn weather was cool and suitable for going out, was also because autumn was the season of harvest. Moreover, the prey had already gone through spring and summer. At this time, whether it was the fur or the meat, the prey was the most delicious.
A few years ago, the autumn hunt was also held. Firstly, the Third Prince didn't go. Secondly, Jiujiu wasn't interested in riding or hunting.
How could riding a horse and hunting compare to the comfort of lying in the palace and eating sweet fruits and looking at the flowers?
However, things were different now. Now that the Emperor had the intention of appointing the Third Prince as the Crown Prince, the Third Prince had to go this time. Based on Jiujiu's understanding of Xiao Lang and the Eldest Prince, if they didn't cause some trouble during the autumn hunt, they wouldn't be the Crown Prince and Xiao Lang.
Although Jiujiu and the Third Prince didn't spend much time together and didn't have a deep understanding of each other, the Third Prince was now on Jiujiu's side. She naturally couldn't let others bully her people, not to mention that the Third Prince was someone she was going to groom to become the Emperor. She couldn't let Xiao Lang and the Eldest Prince kill him here.
On the day of the hunt, the Third wore a black robe, which made his already thin body looked even thinner.
Even so, the Third Prince's appearance was still the most outstanding out of all the princes.
The Third Prince walked out of the tent and subconsciously looked in the direction of the imperial concubines. With just a glance, he saw Jiujiu in a red Hu robe.
Jiujiu didn't wear any makeup today. Even if she didn't wear any makeup, her willowy eyebrows, high nose bridge, and rouge-like lips were still the most eye-catching in the crowd.
Speaking of which, it had been more than a month since he last saw Jiujiu.
Last time, Jiujiu was dressed in a rainbow-colored dress. Her hair was disheveled, and she was lying lazily on a soft chair, revealing her slender, white, and yellow legs. When she looked at him with a smile, she was like an enchantress who could bring disaster to a country and make people lose their souls.
When he thought of that scene, the Third Prince's eyes instantly darkened. He walked towards Jiujiu.
The Third Prince walked to Jiujiu and bowed, "Son greets Mother."
"Get up." Jiujiu reached out to help the Third Prince up. She squeezed the Third Prince's hand. Feeling that the Third Prince's hand had become a pile of bones again, Jiujiu let go of the Third Prince's hand with disgust, "Why are you thinner again?"
"Son has made mother worry again."
Jiujiu tilted her head to look at the Third Prince with red lips and white teeth. She smiled, "Since you know you have made me worry, then hunt a few more foxes later. I still lack a white fox cloak."
Jiujiu's words were simple and straightforward. Thinking of Jiujiu's reaction when he told Jiujiu that he had made her worry, the Third Prince couldn't help but smile. He responded and turned to walk towards the other princes.
Looking at the Third Prince's back, Jiujiu curled the corners of her mouth and sat back down in her seat. She ate snacks while listening to the imperial concubines gossip.
As the saying goes, a woman is equal to 500 ducks. A group of women is equal to countless ducks. Especially when Jiujiu knew the center of the gossip.
These concubines weren't talking about anyone, but Qing Zi.
After being sent to the First Prince by Jiujiu, Qing Zi had never seen the First Prince again. When she lost her child, it was even more impossible for her to see the First Prince.
When people were in adversity, they would think twice about their happy times. Qing Zi was no exception. She began to think about the days when she was at Jiujiu's.
Although she was only a servant girl, other than serving the unpredictable Jiujiu, she didn't have anything else to do. Moreover, although Jiujiu's temper wasn't good, she never lost her temper with the palace servants. Occasionally, when she was in a good mood, she would even bestow many things.
As for the First Prince, it was good enough that he didn't embezzle all of her things. She was dreaming if she still wanted to have things.
One month, two months, one year, two years. Qing Zi still didn't see the First Prince and didn't live the good life she imagined.
Because the days were too difficult and there was no one to take care of her, Qing Zi had a relationship with the guards.
Because the place Qing Zi lived in was too remote and no one passed by, by the time everyone found out, Qing Zi was almost eight months pregnant.
Although the First Prince didn't like Qing Zi, no matter what, Qing Zi was still his woman. Therefore, it was also true that Qing Zi gave him a pure and harmless hat.
When he found out that he was given a hat by a lowly guard, the First Prince almost went crazy with anger. If it wasn't for the concubine stopping him, he would have chopped Qing Zi and the guard into minced meat.
Jiujiu ate sweet grapes as she listened to the news that Qing Zi had made the First Prince a cuckold. The corners of her mouth slowly curled up.
She really didn't misjudge Qing Zi. No matter where she was, she was a talent.
If she was with her, she would be harming herself. If she was with the First Prince, not only did she make the First Prince a cuckold, she also made it known to everyone. If there was a Weibo in ancient times, Qing Zi would definitely be the most popular person.
On the first day of the hunt, the Third Prince took first place under the least favorable circumstances. The Third Prince's prey, regardless of whether it was quantity or quality, was much more than the other princes.
However, what made everyone feel strange was that the Third Prince's prey wasn't sika deer, but foxes.
When she heard that the Third Prince's prey were mostly foxes, Jiujiu pursed her lips and laughed softly.
It seemed that the Third Prince was someone who knew how to repay kindness.
On the first day of the hunt, the Third Prince was first. On the second day, the Third Prince was still first. It was the same on the third day.
On the last day, just as Jiujiu was waiting for the Third Prince's triumphant return, the Third Prince was carried back covered in blood.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
