"Get down!" Ji Wushang didn't let him continue speaking, but directly ordered him to leave.
Long Yu had no choice but to bow again.
Ji Wushang looked at the bowl with cold eyes, then turned and walked into his own palace.
Huangfu Jun'an was dressing himself in bed!
Ji Wushang immediately stood at the door and looked at him. He was still having some difficulty getting dressed. He could hardly tell whether the pants were front or back, and he couldn't tell whether the shirt was front or back either. However, he was so patient in guessing, comparing, and recalling how Ji Wushang had dressed him before!
Ji Wushang was deeply moved. He knew that Huangfu Jun'an was trying his best to grow up. He wanted to grow up quickly so that he could become a real man and protect Ji Wushang!
Ji Wushang sobbed and couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose.
But I couldn't help it, and tears streamed down my face silently.
Huangfu Jun'an was very serious. He carefully put on his white undergarment and then tried to put on his trousers, but he still couldn't manage it. He ended up wearing both of his legs together, and when he tried to pull them off, he couldn't!
On this side, Huangfu Jun'an was so anxious that sweat beaded on his forehead.
But he didn't cry.
Ji Wushang, however, was crying his eyes out.
"Mother." Huangfu Jun'an looked at Ji Wushang and saw her standing at the door looking at him with tears in her eyes. He pouted and looked at her with a wronged expression, as if he was asking for help or trying to comfort Ji Wushang.
"Nianlang." Ji Wushang wiped away his tears and immediately stepped forward. "Why did you think of getting dressed all by yourself? You're still young, but you're quite nimble."
“Nianlang has grown up! He should become a man! He should dress himself!” Huangfu Junan looked at Ji Wushang, but held back her tears. “But Mother, Nianlang still can’t dress properly.”
"Good child." Ji Wushang held Huangfu Jun'an in her arms. "Mother will teach you."
"Okay!" Huangfu Jun'an smiled and kissed Ji Wushang on the cheek. "Mommy kisses you so well!"
"Silly child." Ji Wushang smiled as he pulled Huangfu Jun'an's legs out of his pants and then slowly taught him how to dress. Huangfu Jun'an listened intently.
Ji Wushang was overjoyed.
"Mother, you said last night that you would take Nianlang out to play." Huangfu Jun'an threw herself into Ji Wushang's arms as soon as she finished dressing.
"Okay, Mother remembers." Ji Wushang pinched his little nose. "Nianlang, um, Mother is telling you, you can't kiss other people's cheeks casually from now on, understand?"
"Why?" He stared wide-eyed at Ji Wushang.
Ji Wushang knew that it was time for him to teach Huangfu Jun'an the rules of propriety, such as the separation of men and women and the rule that boys and girls should not sit together after the age of seven. This was essential for a gentleman to be a courteous and respectful person.
“Because this is the basic etiquette of a real man,” Ji Wushang said with a smile.
"What is etiquette?" Huangfu Jun'an asked, sounding as curious as a child.
"That is..." Ji Wushang had unintentionally spent all his time teaching Huangfu Junan.
However, with Huangfu Jun'an present, she felt that although the sky was covered with dark clouds, there was still a sliver of sunlight through which she could see. But with Nan Xuzong present, she felt that the dark clouds in the sky were merely a unique gift from him.
Ji Wushang gently coaxed Huangfu Jun to sleep before leaving.
Hechun Palace is a nice place. The palace is full of lush greenery, and you can feel the vitality of life when you walk through it.
Consort Yehe smashed countless pieces of porcelain, but still could not get any news!
"I want to go out!" Consort Yehe pushed open the palace door, intending to leave, but several guards were already standing there.
Consort Yehe had no choice but to close the door. Several palace maids beside her lowered their heads and dared not look at her. If she were to beat or scold them, these palace maids would not be able to resist in the slightest.
Consort Yehe glared angrily at the palace maids around her, "You damned lot! Tell the King right now that I'm truly innocent! I want to get out of here, I want to see my father!"
"Your Highness, the King has said that you should rest well in the palace during this period and not go anywhere else." The maidservant bowed her head and had no choice but to speak.
Consort Yehe slapped her across the face, yelling, "Get out!" Her beautiful face twisted into an ugly mess!
The palace maid immediately covered her face and left.
Just then, a voice came from outside, "Consort Ji has arrived!"
Consort Yehe was startled when she heard it was Ji Wushang. "What's she doing here? Is she here to show off to me?" She had heard that Ji Wushang had spent several nights in the King's palace! The King also frequently visited her Miro Palace! Damn it, she actually came!
Before Consort Yehe could say anything, Ji Wushang had already walked in, accompanied by Hongfei and Cuiwu, and several palace maids behind her.
Ji Wushang stepped forward and bowed gracefully, "Sister Yehe, how are you?"
"You, what are you doing here?" Consort Yehe looked at Ji Wushang warily, wondering what her purpose was. A sense of unease was creeping into her heart, but she smiled as she looked at Ji Wushang.
"Wu Shang came here specifically to apologize to Sister Ye He," Ji Wu Shang said with a smile. "A few days ago, because of Wu Shang's matter, the King had a conflict with you, which made Wu Shang feel very guilty. Wu Shang came here specifically to apologize to Consort Ye He." As Ji Wu Shang spoke, she immediately beckoned to Hong Fei, who promptly presented her with the pastries in her hand.
"These are pastries made by Wu Shang herself. I hope Sister Ye He will do me the honor of accepting Wu Shang's apology." Ji Wu Shang lowered her eyes and then bowed.
"You made these pastries? And you come here to apologize to me?" Consort Yehe looked at Ji Wushang, scrutinizing her. "Ji Wushang, don't give me that fake pleading! The Yehe clan won't buy this!"
Ji Wushang pouted, a hint of grievance in her voice, and said, "Wushang has come sincerely to ask for forgiveness. If Consort Yehe does not forgive me, then Wushang will have no choice but to kneel down."
Consort Yehe looked at Ji Wushang and sneered, "If you like kneeling, then kneel! Anyway, everyone saw it was you who knelt down, I didn't force you!"
"Yes." Ji Wushang lowered his eyes.
Consort Yehe watched Ji Wushang kneel down without wavering in the slightest. She had initially thought Ji Wushang had come to provoke her, but it turned out she had come to apologize! And she had actually knelt down?
Hongfei and Cuiwu couldn't bear to see it and immediately stepped forward, saying, "Princess, please, please don't kneel."
“It was my fault, and it is only right for me to kneel,” Ji Wushang said. “I only beg Consort Yehe to forgive me, so that I may have some peace of mind.”
Consort Yehe looked at Ji Wushang, sneered, and stepped forward. She gently squatted down in front of Ji Wushang, then placed her hand on Ji Wushang's beautiful cheek. "Let me tell you, Ji Wushang, what I hate most is your face! If you beg for my forgiveness, then you have the guts to ruin your face!" As she spoke, she took out a dagger from her bosom!
Everyone around was startled!
Ji Wushang gritted his teeth and slowly picked up the dagger from the ground.
"Let me tell you, Ji Wushang, your son Nianlang, when I brought him into Anyue Palace that day, I poisoned him with the Heart-Piercing Poison. Without my antidote, he will surely die!" At this moment, Consort Yehe stepped forward and whispered in Ji Wushang's ear.
Ji Wushang was taken aback. "What? You poisoned Nianlang with the Heart-Binding Poison?"
"So what if it is?" Consort Yehe looked at everyone present. "If any of you were to tell anyone what happened today, I would make sure you all die a horrible death!"
The people around shrank back.
Ji Wushang immediately stood up, "Consort Yehe, give me the antidote immediately!"
"What, aren't you going to kneel?" Consort Yehe said coldly. "Give you the antidote? Does that mean you'll be riding on my head again soon?"
"Wu Shang has come to sincerely apologize to you. Nian Lang is innocent, please don't hurt him." Ji Wu Shang lowered his eyes, his gaze shifting. Actually, something was wrong. When he examined Huangfu Jun'an's body, he didn't find any trace of this Heart-Binding Poison. Could it be that later, Huangfu Jun'an's medicine contained the antidote for the Heart-Binding Poison?
But since she's using this to blackmail him, Ji Wushang will definitely play along with her in a little show!
She was incredibly shrewd, adept at disguise, patient, and eloquent—how could Ji Wushang not be skilled in all of these?
It was nothing more than kneeling, kowtowing, and even being beaten and scolded by her. Ji Wushang had lived two lives and survived these difficult years; she could bear it!
Consort Yehe looked at Ji Wushang and said, "I told you, if you ruin your face, I will give you the antidote!"
Ji Wushang gritted her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes, "Could it be that...couldn't Sister Yehe give Wushang a way to live?"
"No way!" Consort Yehe sneered. "Today, it's all thanks to you coming to my door! I was just worried about not being able to go out and settle accounts with you! I didn't expect you to come to my door on your own! Fine! Then you deserve it!"
"Please, Your Highness, don't harm my princess! Please have mercy!" Hongfei immediately knelt down, and Cuiwu also knelt down, bowing and kowtowing. "If Your Highness wishes to punish, please punish us instead."
"Don't be so hasty. Do you think I'll let you off so easily? What a joke!" Consort Yehe sneered, her cold eyes fixed on Ji Wushang. "Ji Wushang, you're acting strangely. Immediately start ruining your face. Otherwise, when I do it, it won't just be a simple matter of ruining it. You'll die!" she said coldly, her face contorted with rage.
Ji Wushang looked up at her, "Could I take a look at Nianlang's antidote?"
"Hahaha!" Consort Yehe laughed loudly, taking out a small bottle from her bosom. "This is the antidote for your son. If you want it, get it now!" Her laughter subsided, and her tone grew increasingly fierce as she spoke.
Ji Wushang took a deep breath, looked at the medicine bottle in her hand, and then lowered his head. "Okay."
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☆、310 I, the King, will tell you who you truly belong to!
Chapter Title: 310 I, the King, will tell you who you truly belong to!
Consort Yehe watched with immense satisfaction as Ji Wushang resignedly slashed the dagger towards her face. Please remember this website's URL:
With tears in his eyes, Ji Wushang finally made his move.
No sooner said than done, Ji Wushang's hand was about to move when he was already caught in a warm embrace! The dagger in his hand was snatched away with a clang and thrown to the ground with a crisp sound!
Ji Wushang was shocked. When she opened her eyes, she saw Tuoba Heyan, who was furious. His handsome hair was practically standing on end! How could this foolish woman have come to this place and run right into the line of fire of Consort Yehe? Seeing Ji Wushang's tear-filled eyes, her heart ached again and again. "Are you hurt? Let me see!" Tuoba Heyan said, trying to check, but Ji Wushang pushed him away, tears still streaming down her face, biting her lip and remaining silent.
Tuoba Heyan immediately turned his head, and when Yehe Consort and the others saw that it was Tuoba Heyan who had suddenly appeared, they immediately knelt down and bowed to Tuoba Heyan!
Tuoba Heyan stepped forward, glaring angrily at Consort Yehe, "You deserve to die!" Before the words were even finished, he swung his sleeve at her! Instantly, Consort Yehe was sent flying, crashing into the nearest pillar, spitting out a mouthful of blood! Then she collapsed to the ground!
"Drag him over here!" Tuoba Heyan was extremely violent at this moment.
While they were dragging the person away, Tuoba Heyan turned back to look at Ji Wushang, his expression tender, "Princess Wushang."
Ji Wushang knelt down before Tuoba Heyan, pleading, "Please forgive Consort Yehe, Your Majesty."
"What?" Tuoba Heyan could hardly believe it. He looked at Ji Wushang and said, "She treated you like this, and you still pleaded for her?"
"Your Majesty, Consort Yehe has poisoned the young prince with the Heart-Piercing Poison! The antidote is in her hands!" Hongfei knelt forward, "Please, Your Majesty, do justice for the princess!"
"What?" Tuoba Heyan was stunned for a moment, and his eyes immediately turned to Yehe Consort. At this moment, she was being pressed forward by several strong palace maids and knelt at Tuoba Heyan's feet.
Tuoba Heyan grabbed Yehe Consort's chin with one hand, almost crushing her jawbone!
"Speak," he gritted his teeth, "and hand over the antidote!"
“Your Majesty, they are lying! I did not poison them!” Consort Yehe immediately said.
Ji Wushang silently looked at Tuoba Heyan, her tears ceasing, but her face remained cold and expressionless. Tuoba Heyan felt even more heartache for her.
"Speak!" Tuoba Heyan then pointed to the palace maids, who were all kneeling on the ground.
"Yes, it was Consort Yehe who forced Consort Ji to ruin her face! Originally, Consort Ji came to apologize, but Consort Yehe was aggressive and accused her of poisoning Consort Ji's young master! That's all we saw!"
"Yes, Consort Ji even brought some pastries she made herself, hoping to reconcile with Consort Yehe. Unfortunately, Consort Yehe is completely ungrateful!"
"...Yes, they even forced Consort Ji to kneel on the ground and demanded that she ruin her face!"
"Enough!" Tuoba Heyan shouted coldly, tightening his grip on Consort Yehe's hand. "Hand over the antidote, and I'll spare your life!"
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really... Ah!" Before Consort Yehe could finish speaking, she screamed as Tuoba Heyan crushed her jawbone!
"I'm only giving you one last chance!" Tuoba Heyan's sinister eyes turned grim, and his entire being was as cold as the King of Hell demanding a life! His aura was so overwhelming that no one around dared to utter a sound or even breathe heavily!
Consort Yehe finally succumbed to unbearable pain and had no choice but to take out a small bottle from her bosom.