Chapter 17

In the Hou's residence, the early morning of summer was awakened by ink.

He was still awake and replied vaguely, "everything will wait until I wake up."

"Young master, I'm afraid I can't wait. The Marquis is angry."

"I know. Let him start first. I'll coax him later." At the beginning of summer, I turned over and continued to sleep.

Mo Xiang had no choice but to report back to the Marquis first.

"What? He can't talk?"

The Marquis was so angry that he smashed out the tea lamp in his hand.

"The young master said he would coax you in a moment." Mo Xiang hurriedly added this sentence and silently cut off the first half of the coax.

"Hum. I want him to coax me?" Having said that, the sullen look on his face disappeared. Also let people clean up the debris in the hall.

This should not continue to smash it. Cong Yan, the intimate attendant of the Marquis, thought with a cold sweat on his face.

Hou was able to sit calmly at first. After two columns of incense, he couldn't even sit still. He called Moxiang again and asked why he hadn't come yet.

Mo Xiang took a deep breath and whispered back: "young master, he said he would come when he woke up."

The Marquis was furious with the sound of "pa". He patted the table and stood up, gnashing his teeth and said, "he can really sleep. Look, I took his skin."

Mo Xiang hurriedly trotted away when he heard the speech. He wanted to go back and inform the young master first, but he was stopped by the marquis. He could only walk behind the Marquis and mourn in his heart: young master, I really can't stop

The Marquis angrily came to the yunqi courtyard in early summer and just wanted to smash the door in. Remembering that his young master was actually a cardamom girl, he softened his heart and ordered Moxiang to knock at the door.

The third time I was woken up in early summer, my voice was discontented, shrank in the quilt and threatened to say, "Mo Xiang, if you quarrel again, be careful, young master. I'll get up and break your leg."

Before Mo Xiang spoke, Hou Ye's voice rang first.

"I'll tear your mouth first and then break your leg."

At the beginning of summer, he woke up from bed and said in a coquettish tone with just got up laziness: "don't introduce it, Dad, I'll open the door for you."

When I opened the door in early summer, I saw the marquis in a rage. He waved his hand to the people around him, motioned them to step back, then took the Duke's arm, entered the house, closed the door, and sat down with him.

The Marquis held an angry airs and looked like waiting for him to explain.

"Dad, are you angry that I lost Xiao Yanjun's face?"

The Marquis snorted coldly.

"Now everyone knows that Xia Weimou has a good son who is arrogant and arrogant. He is at least a prince. Will you embarrass him so much?"

"It's all gone. Besides, the Emperor didn't say anything. What's your pain?"

The Marquis looked at his disdainful face and waved angrily to slap him.

At the beginning of summer, the neck shrinks and the eyes close. The eyelids are still shaking, and the eyelashes are shaking. Lord Hou's heart was sour, but his waving hand couldn't fall down.

"The Emperor didn't say it, but he was thinking of love. If you embarrass his son in public, can he feel comfortable?"

At the beginning of summer, I pressed his hand, squatted beside him and explained to him slowly.

"Now that it's time to establish a crown prince, the princes are fighting openly and secretly. The emperor doesn't know, but he still feels strong. The sons have begun to be brazen, and he can be comfortable in his heart? Xiao Yanjun is too sharp now, he is exquisite, and is used to buying people's hearts. Do the central ministers support him? What's more, some princes have attached themselves to him. The emperor and Like a mirror, I see. I pressed his heart yesterday. The emperor was not sure. He was still happy. "

The bandits on the Hou Ye's face. After his wife's death, only early summer is his only thought. He only hoped that he could be healthy on the mountain. It would be better if he could learn more skills from Mr. Bai.

When he's about the same age, take him down the mountain and have fun with him for two years. At that time, take him to the outside world to see the mountains and rivers. The flowers in the world are like brocade. If you can meet someone you like on the road at the beginning of summer, he will return to Beijing to face the saint. Tell the emperor that his son has been weak and ill since childhood and can't hold on.

When he gets married outside, that's enough. I'm looking for an adoptive daughter or something. If you can't touch what you like, it's okay. He kept him, kept him.

"Dad?"

At the beginning of summer, I looked at the Marquis and thought he didn't believe it. Then he advised: "if you are still worried about the emperor's accountability, please report back as I said. Maybe you can get some rewards."

"Did your highness Qi lift you out of the palace on purpose?"

"That's not true. I really took a stand."

The Marquis looked at his face and suddenly felt. All along, maybe he wants to give him, not the future he wants.

The Marquis looked complicated. After a long time, he seriously asked, "do you know what you're talking about?"

"Clear."

"Do you understand what you're doing?"

"I see."

"Do you know what you want?"

The Marquis's face was solemn, and his inquisitive eyes stared at him deeply.

"Yunyi, I know!"

In early summer, he looked up with firm eyes and a determined look.

"Since you have made up your mind, the marquis will stand behind you."

"Dad..."

At the beginning of summer, he stood up and hugged the marquis. He always knew that his father loved him, loved him and spoiled him. But I didn't expect to believe him so much. After that, the Marquis can no longer be alone.

The Marquis patted him on the back and rubbed his head.

"Young master, Xu Wenlan, the legitimate son of the Minister of household, met outside the house."

The sound of ink was heard outside the house.

"No!" At the beginning of the summer, he gave a reply to the outside of the house, and then looked at the Marquis and said coquettishly, "it hinders me from accepting joy."

The Marquis nodded, and his smiling face was spoiled.

"Go and pass the meal first. I'll go and have dinner with you after I wash."

"OK."

Xu Wenlan outside the house closed the door and left with a disheartened face.

On the way, he thought of the more pitiful fourth highness, and his mood gradually became clear again.

I don't know what's going on in the Yufu hall now