Quick Transmigration: Legendary Figures of the Ages

Chapter 434 After becoming Lord Changping, the young master Fusu became a group favorite ()

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Please return her beautiful daughter to her.

"Hua'er."

When Yi Ru sent her away, Mi Hua was still leaning on the door frame, looking up.

Sun Ge sighed quietly, no wonder throughout the ages, smart and thoughtful people have rarely enjoyed the longevity of ordinary people and died early.

She had only been away for a few months, and Mihua was already so thin that she almost lost her appearance.

This speed will shock many weight loss experts in future generations.

"Father."

As soon as she saw Sun Ge, Mihua's eyes were covered with a thick layer of moisture. Tears filled her eyes and overflowed. They filled up and overflowed again, as if they would never stop flowing.

At this time, Mihua was not the exquisite wife of Yingzheng's harem, nor the mother that Fusu was proud of, but the daughter of Lord Changping.

Sunge's nose felt sore and her heart felt so soft.

Mi Hua cried for a long time, as if she wanted to vent all the worries and fears of the past few months.

Until my eyes were red and swollen without a single tear.

After a brief inquiry, Sunge found out that the powerful clans such as King Chu and Qu Jingzhao had made a two-pronged approach and sent spies stationed in Da Qin to send messages to Mihua.

At the critical moment of national subjugation, they used coercion and inducement to do whatever they could.

Mi Hua held on and faced endless minor accidents.

On the one hand, he was worried about her situation in Yingchen, and on the other hand, he was deeply disturbed by it. He had trouble sleeping and eating every night, and his body was getting worse day by day.

Especially after the mild cold in early spring caught the wind and lingered on the bed for a long time, it was just adding insult to injury for her body and spirit.

Sunge wet the handkerchief and handed it to Mihua, telling her to moisturize her face first. After crying too much, her whole face looked like dehydrated fruits and vegetables, very wrinkled.

A beautiful woman with bright eyes and good looks turned herself into a wilted eggplant.

What a pity.

"Mi Hua, do you know how my father dealt with the lobbyists of the secret faction of Chu State?"

"My father broke his neck and ordered the county lieutenants to search for all the conspirators in the city and eliminate them all."

"Do you know what Chu promised to your father?"

"The position of King of Chu."

"As a father, I didn't even think about it, I just thought it was ridiculous."

Sunge used wooden poles to prop up the carved windows, and the wind scented with flowers squeezed in. The room changed from dull and depressing, and the strong smell of medicine slowly dissipated.

"Mi Hua, do you think your father is cruel?"

Sun Ge did not sit down anymore, neither far nor near, looking down at Mi Hua from above.

Mi Hua shook her head, "Father is right."

Sun Ge raised his voice and said coldly, "If you are right, why did you choose to deal with the other party instead of cutting through the mess with a quick knife?"

"What's the need to deal with?"

"Just because of the surname Mi?"

"Is it because of the long-diminished blood relationship?"

"Is it because some of the Mi people in Xianyang City are mentally unstable?"

"Indecisiveness leads to disaster."

"Anyone who shakes the morale of the army while marching and fighting will be killed without mercy."

"Why bother?"

"Your dealings, in the eyes of the lobbyists, mean that there is still room for bargaining, and you will never be clean."

"If you deserve to be killed, you should be killed."

"Make your attitude clear, do what you have to do, and leave the rest to the king."

"Sometimes giving people a handle is the way to survive."

"If my father is still alive, he will be your supporter. If my father is dead, you will have to work hard to plan."

"Now, take good care of yourself."

"My father will take advantage of this time to clean up the waste at both ends of the clan."

"I would never watch a few rat droppings ruin a pot of soup."

"However, if Chu is not destroyed, there will be people in the clan who will grow ambitions under the temptation of huge profits."

"You are the person chosen by the Empress Dowager Huayang, Fusu's biological mother, and the person they want to win over most besides being their father."

"If you still can't be cruel, my father will ask Your Majesty to handle it for you before leaving."

"Whether it's life or death, it's their choice."

Mihua was speechless for a long time, and Sunge didn't urge her.

The hall fell into silence once again.

The arrival of Fusu broke this untimely silence. Since Mihua was not in good health, Fusu would come to visit her every day to stay with her.

His mother's red and swollen eyes, his grandfather's cold and stern expression, and the unusual atmosphere in the palace made Fusu's heart skip a beat.

Unlike Mi Hua's haggard look, the perseverance in Fusu's eyes was immediately apparent.

After talking about King Qin's ambition and the general trend of the world, Fusu had a clear direction and reason in front of him.

On this road, there will be thorns, but flowers can grow from thorns.

If you face the light, you can't go wrong.

This may also be the benefit of being simple-minded.

The young Fusu decided that he was determined.

Mi Hua frowned at Sun Ge and Fu Su, got up and walked out of the hall.

She has already missed spring and cannot miss early summer again.

Sunge breathed a sigh of relief, the knot in his heart was untied, and his body would recover naturally after a period of rest.

Mihua herself is not stupid.

Only because he valued the Queen Mother Huayang's instructions and the people of Xianyang, did he gradually let himself get into the horns and be wrapped in layers of thick cocoons.

"Hua'er, don't worry about other things. A calm mind can cure three thousand illnesses."

"Father, I hope I can see you get well before I leave."

Mi Hua paused, and the smile on her lips spread little by little.

The palace maid supported Mi Hua and walked slowly in the Qin Palace. The sun was gentle, the birds were singing, the butterflies were dancing, and the flowers were in full bloom.

It turns out that as long as she is willing to leave the palace, this year's Qin Palace will be no different from previous years. It is only her state of mind that binds her.

Inside the palace.

"Grandpa, is mother going to get better?"

Fusu's eyes were bright, full of ardent anticipation.

"Yeah, it's going to get better." Sun Ge's eyes were gentle.

"Grandpa, how are you in Huaiyang?" Fusu moved to Sunge's side, half concerned and half curious.

Sunge tugged at Fusu's baby-fat face, "What do you think?"

Fusu looked at it seriously and touched his smooth chin, "Grandpa is young!"

"My grandfather said that good fortune comes from the heart, which means that the trip to Huaiyang went smoothly."

Sunge laughed.

Sweet-tongued children are lovable.

"What about you?"

"Have you carefully studied the books left by your grandfather in the past few months?"

Fusu imitated Sun Ge's tone, "What do you think, Grandpa?"

"No big or small." Sunge pulled Fusu's cheek again.

"Little Fusu has become better."

"It shows that little Fusu didn't rush to do his errands."

Fusu Chicken nodded as if pecking at rice, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile.

very nice.

His grandfather is back.

His mother is getting better too.

No matter, from today on, he started to like Chu Xia.

"Grandpa, will you still leave?"

"nature."

"Then how long will Grandpa stay?"

"Leave after witnessing the grand fantasy."

"what?"

"Ah."

Fusu scratched his head in confusion.

Come to think of it, Lord Anling's envoys are about to enter Xianyang.

The weather is getting hotter day by day.

When they met again, Mihua was as withered as grass, and her health was getting better day by day.

The layers of cicada pupae were torn open, and they grew rapidly when exposed to the light.