Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Chapter 54:

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==Chapter 54==

This is probably the first time that the Yao family has witnessed the nobleman's ruthlessness.

The waiter Fu Nei, who had been looking at him and others with a smile before, was still smiling, but there was something else hidden in his smile.

These things made them tremble, and the stone-like guards in the courtyard suddenly came to life and stood in front of them. King Jin, who was so close but not intimidating, suddenly became so out of reach.

Yao Cheng was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but someone blocked his way and refused to let him get close to the west wing. Huiniang stood beside him, silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

Prince Jin stepped out of the west chamber and stepped onto the tall carriage without even looking at the two of them.

The two of them, together with Ms. Li next to them, did not dare to say anything.

After a while, Yao Niang's figure appeared at the door, and Hui Niang couldn't help but call out: "Yao Yao."

Yao Niang looked over: "Sister——"

"Are you leaving?" Huiniang's eyes were on Xiaobao who was being held by Fucheng, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yao Niang nodded, obviously there were thousands of words to say, but she couldn't say them at the moment. In the end, I can only say: "Sister, you and your brother-in-law are doing well. I will visit you when I have time."

Huiniang nodded and watched her sister get into the car.

It wasn't until the large group of people left that she withdrew her eyes.

She glanced at Yao Cheng standing beside her, said nothing, and went back to the room.

Yao Cheng's face suddenly turned green and white, and when he heard Li whispering beside him that the King of Jin had turned his back on him, Su Yaoniang's little hooves were ungrateful and exploded immediately.

"Just do it, do it well! Yao Yan'er must marry me within a month, otherwise I will send her to the Guzi Temple!"

"You heartless wolf bastard..."

The rest of the words finally disappeared after seeing the decisive look in Yao Cheng's eyes. Mrs. Li knew that her son was not joking with her this time and that Yao Cheng was serious.

*

There was a rumble of cars, and Yao Niang sat next to King Jin without daring to speak.

This car is very luxurious. It is fully equipped with all kinds of utensils. There is also a small stove in the corner of the car for boiling water and making tea.

Prince Jin got on the car, took out a book from the secret compartment, leaned on the soft couch and read. Under his guidance, Yao Niang took out the teapot, tea cup and tea leaves from another hidden compartment, and waited for the water on the stove to boil to make tea for him.

The water finally boiled. Yao Niang washed the tea leaves in boiling water and brewed them in the teapot.

As the boiling water was poured in, the emerald green tea leaves spread out and rolled up and down until they hung quietly in the teapot. Yao Niang held the pot in her right hand, poured tea soup into the teacup, and then presented it to King Jin respectfully.

Prince Jin knocked on the table without raising his eyebrows, and Yao Niang placed the tea cup not far from him.

This low table and tea cup are both specially made. The tea cup does not move in the wind when placed on it, and the bumps of the car are not affected at all.

Yao Niang looked at King Jin’s hazy face through the lingering smoke, and for some reason she remembered what Fucheng had just said.

She was stunned and didn't know what she was thinking. She didn't notice Prince Jin raising his eyes to look at her.

Prince Jin knocked on the low table with his book, interrupting Yao Niang's thoughts. However, she didn't know what she was thinking, and her face turned a little red when she looked up at Prince Jin.

"Give me a shoulder squeeze."

Yao Niang did not dare to delay and hurriedly came over.

Because there was a car wall behind the soft couch, Yao Niang could only lean next to him and squeeze one of his shoulders.

Prince Jin’s shoulders are so hard and strong that Yao Niang needs a lot of effort to move them. She pinched it again and again, and her eyes couldn't help but wander on the red mole behind Prince Jin's earlobe.

She felt that this red mole looked familiar, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that there was one behind Xiaobao's ear.

They are all so small and inconspicuous, dotted in the middle behind the earlobe. If it is in the front, it may make people think that the ears are pierced.

Yao Niang didn't take it to heart, she was thinking about it randomly, her hands were light and heavy, and she knew she was absent-minded just by feeling. Prince Jin was looking at the book, but he felt a little itchy at the base of his ears. Waves of warm air blew on the tips of his ears, and he could smell a faint fragrance.

King Jin's eyes dimmed, he turned sideways, and with a flick of his long finger, he opened the skirt of Yao Niang's clothes, revealing the moon-white bellyband embroidered with wintersweet.

Two different whites complement each other, making them even more shiny and white.

Yao Niang groaned and subconsciously wrapped her hands tightly around it. Because of this unconscious squeezing, the arc is even more deep and fascinating.

"Come and see, my king. Did you feel better that day?"

When mentioning that day, Yao Niang was naturally shy.

I wanted to refuse, but I couldn't help but think of everything King Jin had done before. King Jin didn't tell her how to place Xiaobao. If she pleased him, would he let Xiaobao stay with him?

Due to this thought, or perhaps out of subconscious obedience, Yao Niang leaned over and loosened her arms with a trembling voice.

With a clear eye, it can be seen that King Jin likes Yao Niang's suppleness very much. His eyebrows even raised. With a mentality of tasting delicious food, he opened the string and let the beautiful scenery appear in front of his eyes.

Looking at the two tender pink flowers, King Jin's eyes were filled with blood.

This blood color is not obvious. At first glance, it looks like red blood streaks, but if you look closely, you can see that it is different from the blood streaks that have not been rested.

He flicked it with his fingertips, and the little flower suddenly stood up.

"I am hungry."

The King of Jin had something to say, and Yao Niang blushed.

*

When Yao Niang woke up again, she was still on the carriage.

Only then did she realize that she had fainted. Looking at her clothes neatly, there was nothing wrong with her. She had obviously cleaned them up.

The king of Jin was lying next to her, his handsome eyes half closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

She propped herself up and sat up. Seeing that Prince Jin was not awake, she went to the side and poured a cup of tea.

I felt a little anxious. Xiaobao was carried by Fucheng into the next car. She estimated that it was already afternoon now, and she didn't know how Xiaobao was doing now, whether he was crying or whether he was hungry.

The more I think about it, the more I feel burning in my heart. Now that they are on the road, how can there be anything for Milk Baby to eat? Xiaobao must be so hungry that he is crying.

Looking at King Jin again, seeing that he was still sleeping, Yao Niang carefully came to the window and tried to open the window.

As expected, they were walking on the road. The carriage was surrounded by several guards on tall horses. Yao Niang tried not to think about whether anyone had heard what was going on in the car. She was thinking about how to ask.

She blushed and hesitated, but in fact the guards near the carriage had already seen the movement here.

The commotion in the car could be heard outside to some extent, and the gentle and coquettish cries really tickled people's hearts, but they did not dare to mention the slightest blasphemy. At this moment, I saw a beautiful face peeking out of the car window, and the picture in my mind suddenly became complete.

A guard came over gently holding the horse's belly, "What are your orders, madam?"

This is an honorific title. The concubines of the King of Jin have no formal title and are generally addressed as Madam. Although this lady is different from ordinary people, she is a widow. But let this young guard see it, if such a beauty is given to him, let alone a widow, even if it is a poisonous widow, he will hold it in his hands and love her like a treasure.

Yao Niang didn’t know what to say. Could she ask someone if her son was going to breastfeed?

The guard saw her rosy face and timid appearance, and immediately understood what she wanted to ask. Then, he cleared his throat and said, "Just now, the **** Fu sent a message to Madam not to worry about the child."

Yao Niang nodded hurriedly, whispered thank you, and hurriedly lowered the car curtain.

The guard looked at the lowered car curtain and felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Yao Niang turned around and saw King Jin looking at her faintly, his face a little cold. She also realized that she was not in line with the rules just now, and was afraid that Prince Jin would be angry with her, so she rushed over.

The King of Jin snorted coldly, and Yao Niang cautiously moved closer to her. She did not dare to say flattering words, but her behavior was full of the intention to please.

Looking at her being so delicate and timid, Prince Jin couldn’t get angry. He couldn’t look like he had a small nose or eyes, and he couldn’t see her talking to other men. She was thinking that she would throw the guard away tomorrow, but he kneaded her tall body with his hands, taking it as a way to vent his hatred.

*

In the car behind, Fucheng held Xiaobao in one hand, and with the other hand, he scooped up the dough soaked in the bowl of dough and fed it to his mouth with a small silver spoon.

The person King Jin brought this time is a grown-up man. He can't let those rough-handed guards serve a milk baby. Otherwise, he will make the baby cry. Then Nurse Su will feel distressed again. Now, let’s get into a fight with His Highness. Therefore, Fucheng could be regarded as condescending to Yu Zun and actually took care of Xiaobao personally.

Ever since the King of Jin established the vassal status, Fucheng seemed to be inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, so he could not do the work of serving others. However, he was used to serving the King of Jin. What a slave does is serve people, so although he seemed a little clumsy, he was still competent at the job.

"You little brat, you also know that rice smells good and **** smells bad. How has your grandpa Fu ever done such a thing? You are lucky!" Fucheng cursed, but his movements were gentle and gentle. Light, for fear of accidentally poking the child's mouth with a silver spoon, especially in the car.

How could Xiaobao understand this? He was hungry, but he knew someone was feeding him, so he just sat on Fucheng's lap. Fucheng stretched out his silver spoon, and he opened his little mouth in response. He ate so deliciously that his little face turned into a kitten.

It was probably because he wasn't hungry anymore, and he wasn't eating as eagerly as before. A little fat paw was scratching and scratching at Fucheng's body. Fucheng scolded him several times, but he didn't realize it. Instead, he exposed himself to him. A toothless smile.

How could Fucheng be angry at a baby boy? Seeing this, he shook his head, tapped his little nose with his finger, and said: "Look at your cute little face, if your mother can give it to His Highness, I want to give birth to a chubby and cute little boy like you. Don’t ask your Grandpa Fu to feed you. You can sit on Grandpa Fu’s head and **** and pee. This will make your mother better.”

Xiaobao also knew that Fucheng was talking to him, blinking at his mouth with a curious and innocent look on his face. Fucheng burst out laughing: "How could Grandpa Fu think of telling you this? You can't understand it either!"

Of course Xiaobao understands it. If he is a milk baby, he will not understand, but he is not.

In his last life, he lived twenty years, and Xiaobao grew up soaking it in a medicine jar since he was a child. He always thought that he was sick in the womb, but later he gradually realized that there was another reason for his sick body.

His father is his only son, and he knew he had no mother when he hit Xiao Xiaobao.

When Xiaobao was very young, he was curious about what his mother was like. He asked his father, but his father never said anything. People who knew his mother also kept it secret, no matter how he asked, they would not tell him. Later, when Xiaobao grew up, he secretly checked little by little and found out that his mother had died a long time ago.

His mother was just a concubine of his father. She died when he was more than a year old. As for why she disappeared, Xiaobao only knew that she died in a fight for favor in the backyard. Xiaobao has some doubts about this result, because since he was sensible, his father has been ascetic and ascetic, with few concubines around him, and the few he has are just like decorations.

Concerning this matter, there would be commotion in the court every once in a while, but his father was so iron-blooded that no one in the court dared to disobey him. And he, the sickly prince, had been sitting peacefully in his position until his body, which had been hollowed out for a long time, could no longer hold on.

On his deathbed, Xiaobao realized why his body was like this. It was not a disease in his womb, but a poison he had received when he was very young.

In that incident, his mother died. He was lucky enough to escape, but his health was broken.

In order to maintain his broken body, his father searched everywhere for famous medical miracles and exhausted the entire power of the Qian Dynasty, but he could only protect him for twenty years. When he ran out of oil, his father had already placed his trust in ghosts and gods, and the palace was filled with monks and sects, creating a smoky atmosphere.

In fact, Xiaobao really wanted to tell his father that he should have another prince, but looking at his father's long hair, his tightly pursed mouth, and his face that was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, he couldn't say anything. Not exported.

In the end, Xiaobao died in a sea of ​​golden light and bursts of Sanskrit sounds. He thought he was about to reach the realm of bliss, but when he opened his eyes, he saw his father in his youth, looking at him with disgust.

Because Xiaobao was weak since he was a child, he could not run or jump like ordinary children, so he could only devote his leisure time to books. He learned about astronomy and geography, and he also read many rural novels and folk tales.

He was thinking that he had to live a new life?

He really came back to life! Back when I was a few months old, I not only saw my father when I was young, and the old turtle Fucheng when I was young, but I also saw someone who looked like his mother.

But his mother was not his father's concubine, others called her Nanny Su, and he was not his father's son. He was actually the son of his mother and a salesman.

After thinking for so long, Xiaobao's little body was already very tired. He stretched out his arms and legs in Fucheng's arms to fend off the spoon that Fucheng wanted to feed him, with a look of disgust on his face.

Fu Cheng laughed and scolded: "The little kid is actually smart and has become a spirit."

Xiaobao turned over the silver and yawned.

He will eventually figure out what all this is about. Since God has given him a new life, he must protect his mother and never let his father live a lonely life again.

Although Emperor Jin'an never told him, Xiaobao could see that under the ice was a heart-stopping silence. Maybe his mother was not as insignificant as others said, but her father's past. ?

With this thought, Xiaobao fell into a deep sleep.

Fucheng wanted to laugh and scold again, but seemed to be afraid of waking him up, so he carefully placed him on the soft couch next to him.

The author has something to say: Xiaobao: I was actually the child of my mother and a salesman? ! Could it be that my father’s son was raised in vain for many years in his previous life (⊙_⊙)

Prince Jin: →.→The face of a domineering president

Yao Niang: (⊙_⊙)I am also in Phuket.

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