344 stars last night wind last night (IV)

The so-called banyuejue, a symbol of imperial power, was given to her. She was responsible for taking care of her maid, and even helped her find a thin chain to string up banyuejue and hang it on her neck.

Her life is obviously much better. She doesn't need to do those rough jobs. The old doctor with a gray beard comes to take her pulse every day and fry bowls of bitter soup and medicine that people can't swallow. He won't leave until he watches her drink it every time.

Although the soup medicine was bitter, the effect was good. Her wind cold soon recovered, and her body was better and better day by day under the nourishment of medicine, soup and diet.

The maid in charge of taking care of her is called a Jing. She takes care of her carefully and properly. She even gets permission to bask in the sun in the courtyard every day. She even walks in the garden accompanied by a Jing. The attitude of the people around her became much better. Those long tongued maidservants changed their old bullying and abuse, and turned to hide away as soon as they saw her. They looked quite afraid.

Even she once met Mrs. Yao in her garden. After she was a little surprised, she showed a kind smile to her.

She was really like a prisoner who was given preferential treatment. Not only did no one send her back to the original cave, but she was often sent all kinds of strange things, including sweet and delicious fruits, soft waxy and fragrant snacks, as well as Ming Qian tea before the rain and irregular things. It's like someone ate or drank something good and asked someone to send her one by the way.

But she never saw he Zhen again, not once.

He was deliberately avoiding her. Huo Wanhua understood that she, like him, didn't want to meet him if it was not necessary. She is now ready to look back on death. No matter what he eased her, Huo Wanhua knows that he Zhen today is already very different from he Zhen three years ago. In the past, he was gentle in front of her, but now his whole person is like an arrow on the string, although it will be shot with high wind and thunder from time to time.

Their current relationship has nothing but enemies.

Jing'an Pavilion.

The old lady was busy around a group of newly born puppies, but she put aside he Zhen who came to greet her.

He Zhen sat there quietly, glancing faintly at the little dog cub in the old lady's hand, and the little dog that hasn't opened his eyes humming, which looks particularly lovable.

His mother child relationship with the old lady has never been good or bad. He was not with his mother since childhood. He grew up under the care of nursing mothers and maidservants. The old lady fell out of favor with Wu Hou early, and was not interested in his only son he Zhen. She only cared about fasting and chanting Buddhism every day, and didn't feel disobedient to the miasma in Wu Hou's house. When he Zhen had the worst fight with several half brothers, the then lady of marquis Wu still ignored her own son and only served the Bodhisattva and respected the Buddha.

I thought the old lady had general feelings for the first Wu Hou, so over the years, she didn't care about the concubines Meiji kept at home, and chose to often accompany the ancient Buddha. Who knows, after the death of Hou Xian Wu, the old lady was seriously ill and almost went blind crying.

He Zhen didn't think much of his mother. He thought her mother would be indifferent to her father because she was completely disappointed with her father. Unexpectedly, her mother loved her father deeply. In that case, why did you act so cold at the beginning, and why did you tolerate a woman entering the door?

So his name was "hello", but in fact, he left quickly after passing the stage, and his mother and son couldn't say a few words a month. Today, because of these puppies, mother and son talked more.

The old lady is busy feeding the puppies. I don't know if it's because she got the smell of strangers when delivering the bitch. The bitch threw all the puppies out of the nest and didn't feed the puppies. The puppies whined with hunger, which made the old lady feel bad. She quickly asked someone to take warm milk and feed it to the puppies with a spoon.

"Darling, drink slowly..." the pup held his head up and drank with relish. The old lady showed a distressed expression on her face.

He Zhen showed a little smile on his face: "my mother loves these little things very much..."

The old lady sighed: "it's not... Poor, my children don't want to feed... This beast is really too cruel..."

He Zhen smiled and joked with the old lady in a good mood: "I didn't see my mother love so much when I was a child..."

The old lady turned her head and looked at her son: "so children have no conscience... No matter how good they are to you, you can't remember. You were the favorite when you were a child. Your father loved to hold you on his knee and teach you to read thousand words..."

Father? He Zhen was in a trance. The father in his memory was always the loving father of his eldest brother and second brother, but he was never his loving father.

The mother and son didn't say more for a moment. He Zhen still sat for less than a quarter of an hour, got up and left. After taking a few steps, he said to eunuch Zhao, "go and ask the old lady for one."

Where did eunuch Zhao dare to ask more? He quickly bowed to he Zhen and walked to the hall.

The old lady looked at eunuch Zhao quite unexpectedly: "didn't zhen'er dislike cats and dogs since she was a child? Why do you want to raise this now?" eunuch Zhao didn't dare to guess he Zhen's mind, and only smiled a little embarrassed at me. The old lady suddenly understood: "your master is going to take this little thing to please others?"

Eunuch Zhao was even more embarrassed.

While muttering, the old lady asked someone to choose the strongest black-and-white pup and give it to eunuch Zhao. She also wondered, "this child has never been careful? Why has he become considerate now..."

The old lady never understood the thoughts of her own son. When she was young, she loved he Zhen's father very much, but Hou Wu was a romantic and playful master. After a few years of peace and beauty, the old lady was almost crazy by the favorite concubines who came in one after another and the newborn children in the house. She didn't want to compete with these cheap women. She only closed her residence and lived a life of green lanterns and ancient Buddhas for more than 20 years. She couldn't even take care of herself, let alone the child zhen'er. Fortunately, the child was a very intelligent and thoughtful man, and he grew up smoothly. But I didn't expect that after a few years, Hou Wu died again.

The old lady almost lost her heart and wanted to die. Although she hated the fickleness and lack of righteousness of the former Marquis Wu, she couldn't forget him from the bottom of her heart. He died and she didn't want to live.

The old lady was almost blind with tears. If he Zhen hadn't let her maidservants look at her, she would have left with the first Wu Hou. She hated the Huo family who killed the Marquis Wu, and told zhen'er to avenge her father. One day, she would capture Chang'an and let Huo's family die for the former Marquis Wu!

Relying on this idea, I survived. In the past two years, with the comfort of people around me, I finally stopped thinking about looking for life and death.

I don't know if he has been affected. Zhen'er has been unwilling to get a wife. He doesn't even have a housemaid around him. Until three years ago, zhen'er was inexplicably ill. When he woke up, he didn't know how to open his mind. He successively brought many concubines and concubines to the house, and refused all the women sent by famous families and important officials of the state of Wu. One of the most favored is Mrs. Yao. Zhen'er probably likes her more, but she is not a special pet, let alone let he Zhen treat her so considerate.

"Which daughter has your master taken recently?" I asked eunuch Zhao after a thought.

Eunuch Zhao answered truthfully, "Jun Hou has been busy lately. There is no new wife."

Without a new wife, it would be an old man. The old lady broke her fingers and thought about several people she knew. She didn't guess which woman made zhen'er so interested. She had to say bitterly that she would know which woman she was next time she saw the dog.

The weather was fine. Huo Wanhua basked outside the door alone for a while. When he came back, he saw a beautiful basket on the table with a small head sticking out of it.

She was a little stunned. Ah Jing just came out of the room and smiled at her: "girl, look, how lovely this little thing is!"

A black-and-white puppy shyly poked his head out of the basket and cried "Wuwu" with milk in his mouth. He looked very pitiful.

"Where did you get it?" Huo Wanhua sat down in the chair and gently touched the dog's head.

Ah Jing was busy drinking milk for the dog. She answered casually, "it was sent by eunuch Zhao... He is the old man around junhou..."

Huo Wanhua silently looked at the dog and took back his hand: "send it back."

Ah Jing was stunned and hesitated to look at the poor dog: "girl, this..."

"Good, why do you want to send this?" Huo Wanhua said faintly.

Ah Jing feels that the girl is worried. Although she looks dull, she has a clear mind. Since she knew that Jun Hou was willing to give half a moon Jue to the girl, she guessed that Jun Hou's feelings for the girl must be different, so she served Huo Wanhua very wholeheartedly. Now junhou sent such a puppy to play with the girl. Ah Jing is more and more sure of her guess. When did junhou pay so much attention to women? Even the most beloved lady Yao has never been so.

But the girl's reaction surprised her.

Ah Jing hesitated for a moment and said to Huo Wanhua in a weak tone: "girl, you see how poor this little thing is... Jun Hou sent it to relieve the girl's boredom. If the girl doesn't like it, Jun Hou will be angry with this little thing and maybe make people lose it directly..."

Huo Wanhua was still expressionless, but his heart moved a little compassion. He Zhen would not be angry with this innocent little thing, but the slaves around him are not necessarily. After all, she was also a living little life. She looked at the little thing faintly, then took back her eyes and said, "since you left it, from today on, you can take care of it."