Rebirth of the Black-bellied Princess Mo

In Hou Mansion, Xia Chu was awakened by Mo Xiang early in the morning.

He wasn’t awake yet, so he replied in a daze, “I’ll talk about everything when I wake up.”

“Master, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait. Lord Hou is losing his temper.”

“I know, let him post it first, and I’ll coax him later.” Xia Chu turned over and continued to sleep.

Mo Xiang was helpless, so she could only go and report back to Lord Hou.

“What? He can’t speak?”

Hou Ye was furious and smashed the tea cup in his hand.

“Young master said he will come to coax you in a while.” Mo Xiang quickly added this sentence, silently cutting off the first half of the coaxing sentence.

“Hmph. I want him to coax him?” Having said that, the sullen look on his face disappeared somewhat. Also let the servants clean up the debris in the hall.

This should not continue to smash it, Hou Ye’s caring attendant Cong Yan thought with a cold sweat on his face.

Hou Ye was able to sit calmly at first, but after two incense sticks, he couldn’t even sit still. He called Mo Xiang again and asked why he hadn’t come yet.

Mo Xiang took a deep breath and whispered back: “Master, he said, he will come when he wakes up.”

With a “pop”, Lord Hou was furious. He clapped the table and stood up, gritted his teeth and said, “He can really sleep, watch me go over and peel him off.”

Hearing this, Mo Xiang hurriedly trotted, thinking of going back first to notify the young master, but was stopped by the young master. So he could only walk behind Hou Ye, and mourned in silence: Young Master, I really can’t stop it…

Hou Ye came to Yunqi Courtyard in early Xia angrily, just about to smash the door to enter. Remembering that his young master is actually a cardamom girl, his heart softened, and he ordered Mo Xiang to knock on the door.

Xia Chu was woken up for the third time, with dissatisfaction in his voice, he hid in the quilt and threatened, “Moxiang, if you make a noise again, be careful, young master, and I will break your legs.”

Before Mo Xiang could speak, Lord Hou’s voice rang first.

“I tore your mouth first, then break your legs.”

Xia Chu woke up from the bed, with a tone of laziness that he had just got up in, and said coquettishly, “Don’t tell me, daddy, I’ll open the door for you in a hurry.”

Xia Chu opened the door and saw Hou Ye who was furious. He waved to the people around him to signal them all to step back, then took the arm of Lord Hou and entered the house, closed the door, and helped Lord Hou to sit down.

Hou Ye held an angry air and looked like he was waiting for him to explain.

“Father, are you mad at me for losing Xiao Yanjun’s face?”

Hou Ye snorted coldly.

“Everyone now knows that I, Xia Wei, have raised a good son who is arrogant and arrogant. He is a prince after all. Are you embarrassing him so much?”

“It’s all gone, and the emperor didn’t say a word, why are you distressed.”

Hou Ye looked at his disdainful look, and waved his hand in anger to slap him.

Xia Chu narrowed his neck and closed his eyes. The eyelids are still shaking, and the eyelashes are shaking. Hou Ye’s heart was sour, but his waving hand couldn’t go down.

“The emperor didn’t say it, he was thinking of love. You embarrassed his son in public, can he feel comfortable?”

Xia Chu pressed his hand, squatted beside him obediently, and explained to him slowly.

“Now that it’s the age when the prince should be established, the princes are fighting openly and secretly. It’s not that the emperor doesn’t know, but he still feels that he is strong. The sons have already begun to be blatant, can he feel at ease? Xiao Yanjun’s edge is too revealing, he He is well-rounded and accustomed to bribing people’s hearts. All the ministers in the court support him, right? What’s more, some princes are already attached to him. The emperor is like a mirror, I understand. I suppressed his anger yesterday, The emperor may still be happy in his heart.”

Hou Ye’s face was unbelievable. After his wife passed away, Xia Chu was the only thing he could think about. He only hoped that he could be healthy on the mountain, it would be better if he could learn some skills from Mr. Bai.

When he was almost old, it would be time to pick him up and take him down the mountain and be by his side for two years. At that time, take him to the outside world to see the mountains and rivers, and the flowers in the world are like brocade. If on the way, Xia Chu can meet someone he likes again, he will go back to Beijing to face the saint. Tell the emperor that his son has been frail and sick since childhood and could not hold on.

When he gets married outside, it’s enough to play. I’m looking for a way to find a righteous girl or something to bring it back. If you can’t find something you like, that’s fine. He’s been keeping him, keeping him.

“father?”

Xia Chu watched Lord Hou gradually ponder, thinking he didn’t believe it. Then he persuaded: “If you are still worried about the emperor’s accountability, just report back as I said. Maybe you can get some rewards.”

“Is it deliberate to let His Highness send you out of the palace to carry him?”

“That’s not true, I really took a stand.”

Hou Ye looked at his face and suddenly felt that. All along, maybe what he wanted to give him was not the future he wanted.

Hou Ye looked complicated, and after a long while he asked seriously, “Do you know what you are talking about?”

“clear.”

“Do you understand what you’re doing?”

“clear.”

“Do you know what exactly you want?”

Hou Ye’s face was solemn, and his exploratory eyes stared at him deeply.

“Yunyi, I know!”

Xia Chu raised his head, his eyes were firm, and his expression was resolute.

“Since you have made up your mind, Hou Fu will stand behind you.”

“father…”

Xia Chu stood up and hugged Lord Hou. He always knew that his father loved him, loved him, and spoiled him. But he didn’t expect to believe him so much. After that, the Hou Mansion could no longer be alone.

Hou Ye patted his back and rubbed his head again.

“Young master, Xu Wenlan, the direct son of the household servant’s family, is meeting outside the mansion.”

Mo Xiang’s voice was communicated outside the house.

“No!” Xia Chu turned back to the outside of the house, and then looked at Lord Hou and said coquettishly, “I’m in the way of Cheng Huan’s knees.”

Hou Ye nodded and smiled dotingly.

“You go to Chuanshan first, I will wash up and accompany you to dinner.”

“good.”

Xu Wenlan, who was outside the mansion, ate behind closed doors and left in dismay.

On the way, he thought of the even more pitiful Fourth Highness, and his mood gradually became clearer.

I don’t know what the current situation is in Yufu Palace…