Phoenix Hairpin Chapter 7: Mother and Son

Li Chang dawdled and did not want to leave.

Su Zhaorong was anxious and anxious in her heart, and couldn't help but glared at him: "Let's go out soon."

Li Chang reluctantly let go of his hand, turned around and walked out. At the moment when he was about to go out, Li Chang subconsciously turned his head and glanced.

I happened to see my mother looking at her brother with tears in her eyes. The light in her eyes was like a dying person grabbing a life-saving straw: "Ahao, if I can see you, I will die again for my mother. It's worth it."

Li Hao's voice was slightly low: "Mother is talking nonsense again..."

Li Chang silently turned his head and walked out.

Behind him, the thick door was closed. The whispers of the mother and brother also disappeared.

He was cut off from that side of the world.

It's not really appropriate to think that way. The mother must have something important to discuss with her brother, not intentionally ignoring him. But since I can remember, my mother has only seen her brother in her eyes.

He used to be young and ignorant, that's all.

Now, he is growing up day by day, and he is still treated like a child who doesn't understand things, and he is really uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, no one cared what he thought.

Li Chang felt bored in his heart, raised his head, and called the servant next to him: "Xiaochun, wait for the dressing."

Xiaochun is twelve years old this year, and she is fair and handsome. Xiaochun's voice was also a little shrill due to Jing's passing, and it sounded similar to that of the girl's house.

Although Li Chang is not favored, he has the pomp of a prince. There are more than a dozen servants around him. Xiaochun, who served closely, followed him every day, and was most trusted by him.

Seeing that the master was unhappy, Xiaochun vaguely guessed how many points, and whispered: "Your Highness is not happy, bite the servant and let out a few breaths."

Li Chang was silent.

After entering the room, Xiaochun took the initiative to roll up her sleeves and bring it to her master's mouth.

There are several scars on the bare skinny arm. There were bite marks, scratches, and even a welt. These scars, old and new, are obviously not marks left in a day or two.

Li Chang slammed into it, his slender eyes flashing a ferocious and twisted light. Soon, there were traces of blood on Li Chang's mouth.

At this moment, Li Chang is like a beast that wants to eat people. Where is the innocence and honesty from before.

Xiaochun shuddered, gritted her teeth and held back, not daring to make a sound.

After a long time, Li Chang raised his head and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief.

"You pack up first," Li Chang casually dropped a sentence and walked out first.

A piece of flesh was almost bitten off from his arm, dripping with blood, and the pain was terrifying.

Xiaochun endured until her master left the door, and only two drops of tears fell. Such an injury should never be seen. He took the wound medicine with him and put some on it.

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In the bedroom, Li Hao comforted his mother in a low voice.

Su Zhaorong finally stopped her tears, took her son's hand, choked and said, "Ahao, I had a nightmare last night. In the dream, I was stabbed in the chest with a sword, and I was killed on the spot. It was too cruel. It's horrible and painful..."

"Later, the imperial physician came and prescribed a prescription for Ningshen. I drank the medicine and passed out."

It really was a nightmare.

Li Hao slightly stretched his brows and said in a low voice, "Mother was shocked by a nightmare. Take a good rest for a few days and you'll be fine."

Su Zhaorong stared at her handsome young son with high spirits. Tears welled up in her eyes again involuntarily, and she muttered to herself, "Is this a dream?"

"It's a dream, and I'm willing to do it. Ah Hao, you must be good, my mother is useless, and I can only rely on you."

When Li Hao heard this since he was a child, he took it up without thinking: "Don't worry, mother. With me, no one dares to bully our mother and son."

Hearing the familiar words from a long time ago, Su Zhaorong's eyes turned red again.

Still the eldest son is the most reliable and filial.

It's that damned hateful Lu Mingyu who stole her son... wait!

Su Zhaorong's eyes lit up, and she asked eagerly, "Ahao, what time is it? How old is Yongjia? Are you engaged?"

It is inevitable that people who have nightmares will have some confusion in their memories.

Li Hao replied patiently: "It's the eighth year of Yongjia, the sixth day of the second lunar month." After a pause, he added: "In two days, the empress will hold a palace banquet, and the daughters of the civil and military officials of the third rank or above in the capital will be of the right age. or granddaughter, all received invitations to the palace banquet."

In the eighth year of Yongjia, in February, there was a palace banquet.

Long-term memories quietly emerge in my mind.

Su Zhaorong was stunned for a long time before he let out a long sigh of relief.

Fortunately, my son is not yet engaged. She will marry Lu Mingyu next year. It would not be difficult if she opposed it fiercely now, or made some ghosts out of it and messed up the marriage.

However, without the help of the Lu family, how would the son get on the throne and sit on the dragon chair?

Therefore, Lu Mingyu must marry.

She waited patiently for a few years and waited for her son to ascend the throne... No, when her son became a prince, she thought of killing Lu Mingyu. Marry another gentle and submissive famous lady, and give her several grandsons.

Yan'er, that unfamiliar little bastard, no matter how she coaxes ~IndoMTL.com~, she doesn't get close to her. Such a grandson, not worth mentioning.

A series of thoughts flashed in Su Zhaorong's mind, and her face adjusted her expression quickly, revealing a hint of a smile: "Miss Lu Si has also received the invitation!"

"You often mention her in front of me, praising her for her beauty, intelligence, open-mindedness, open-mindedness, and outstanding skills. It's a pity that I can't leave the palace, and I haven't seen her. There will be a banquet in the harem two days later, and I will take a closer look. her."

When I mentioned Lu Mingyu, Li Hao's face suddenly sank.

The anger that was suppressed in the bottom of my heart hit my heart again.

What did he do wrong?

Why did she suddenly turn her face away?

Thinking of the coldness in Lu Mingyu's black eyes, and the sharp sword against his chest, Li Hao's mood surged and it was difficult to calm down.

Su Zhaorong's eyes kept falling on her son's face, and she naturally sensed something was wrong: "What's wrong? Why is your face so ugly? Who is offending you?"

Li Hao gritted his teeth and suppressed his anger: "It's nothing, I just thought of my father leading the army to fight, and only brought my eldest brother and second brother. I couldn't go with me, and I felt bad."

The topic turned a little stiff.

However, it was stinging Su Zhaorong's sore spot.

Su Zhaorong whispered with red eyes: "It's all your mother who has implicated you. Your father and emperor always favored the eldest prince and the second prince, and the fourth prince, relying on the queen mother, often appeared in front of your father and emperor. Obviously you are the most outstanding prince. , but was treated coldly everywhere..."

Su Zhaorong once again held her son's hand tightly, gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone in the palace despised our mother and son. In the future, they will regret it one day!"

Therefore, no matter how angry you are, you have to swallow it first.

No matter what, she must marry Lu Mingyu as her daughter-in-law.

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