The Virtuous Concubine

The master and servant chatted with each other and made the prince smile happily.

The prince said somewhat unwillingly: "When I first came here, I wanted to get you some more."

I should have said it at the beginning!

Malu held his chin with his left hand, and fiddled with the already cold teacup with his right hand, smiling and saying, "We are on the same page. I'll wait for your tea."

After saying that, Malu quickly winked at Bai Xia and whispered, "Go and change it to a warm one. Since this hairpin is yours, take it and keep it safe."

Bai Xia understood and quickly replied, "Yes, Your Majesty." Then she retreated respectfully to prepare hot tea and put away the hairpin properly.

The prince looked at Malu with a look of fondness in his eyes. Of course he knew he couldn't just let her go.

It can be seen that she doesn't care about the hairpin at all, and he thinks that as long as she doesn't take it to heart, then... Looking at Malu's calm appearance, the doubts in his heart were slightly alleviated.

But for some reason, the prince was still upset, and felt that his heart seemed to be swinging along with the bright pink pearl earring on Malu's ear.

Manchu women usually wear three earrings in one ear, that is, three holes in one ear, and three elaborate and gorgeous earrings. But Malu was not used to it, and usually just wore a small rice bead earring to prevent the ear hole from being blocked.

It was a rare day for me to go out today, and I only wore a pair of plain large South pearls.

After a moment of silence, the prince gathered his spirits and found some small talk with Malu: "Mother De, the emperor is away on a military expedition. There are many complicated things to do in the palace. I have to shoulder the heavy responsibility. I hope that Mother De can support me more."

Malu looked at the prince tenderly and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness."

As he spoke, he reached out and grasped the young man's bony hand, squeezing it with a slight force, as if to show his determination.

The prince felt the warmth from Malu's hand and smiled at him: "Okay."

Receiving the prince's smile, Malu couldn't help but also smile and said, "When our prince grows up, he will be amazing and will charm many noble ladies."

The prince was a little unhappy and pulled his hand back: "I am already an adult, there is no need to wait for me to grow up."

Now you can charm thousands of noble ladies.

Lu looked at the Crown Prince's serious look and couldn't help but find it a little cute. She suppressed her laughter and nodded: "Yes, yes, Your Highness is now an adult. But in my eyes, Your Highness will always be a Highness who needs to be held in the palm of my hand."

Bai Xia came up with the tea, but she didn't dare to go in, so she asked Bai Fu to serve her the tea. When the two of them were handing over the tea, they both saw this scene, and they were moved. They looked at each other, lowered their heads, and dared not look, nor dared to go in.

The two chatted for a while, getting closer and closer! Bai Fu was so nervous, and seeing that the tea was getting warm, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in with the tea.

As expected, the prince glanced at her coldly, feeling that this servant in Yonghe Palace was really tactless and an eyesore.

If it was in Yuqing Palace, how could a servant dare to interrupt his master like this? Thinking of this, he secretly decided that he would definitely teach these ignorant people a lesson on behalf of Empress De.

Seeing him so arrogant and wanton, Malu couldn't help but shake her head. She didn't know whether this temper was good or bad. Bai Fu put down her tea and saw Malu asked her to leave. She left as if she had been pardoned. She also sent everyone around her away. If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince got angry again, there would be bloodshed in Yonghe Palace today.

The surroundings soon became quiet, and the prince was satisfied. But the prince seemed to remember something and couldn't help complaining, "Empress De never came to Yuqing Palace to see me. It was always me who came to see you."

Malu was slightly startled, then smiled gently and said softly: "Your Highness has an important responsibility and is extremely busy. I can't disturb you casually. What's more, if I come to visit you often, there will inevitably be criticism in the palace."

The prince was not satisfied after hearing this, and muttered, "Can't Empress De come to see me once in a while? If anyone dares to say anything, Wen Xian and I will beat his mouth to pieces!"

Malu looked at the prince's childish appearance and felt that the boy in front of him was really adorable and pitiful: "Then when the tea is finished, I will go to your house in person to ask for it?"

Before the prince could answer, Malu stretched out his hand and pinched his face again: "How dare you say that? You always whip Wen Xian with a whip. You make the prince and the princess look like two scoundrels who are ready to go out on the street to bully men and women at any time. Someone has complained to me."

The prince rubbed his twisted face and said unconvincedly: "Who? Who dares to say that I am alone!"

Ma Lu shook his head helplessly and said, "Your Highness, it's not important who said it. You are Wen Xian's brother, and Wen Xian is young, so he will naturally learn from you."

Hearing Ma Lu say this, the prince felt sour, bitter, sweet and bitter in his heart, and retorted: "I am not Wen Xian's brother, the fourth brother is Wen Xian's brother."

Alas... Malu felt as if his breath was blocked in his heart, and he felt extremely uncomfortable. The prince's twisted and arrogant temper was really annoying sometimes.

She took a step forward, stared at the prince with burning eyes, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, are you saying this to hurt my feelings? Don't you know how I treat you normally?"

The prince turned his head away, his eyes slightly red, and whispered: "But I am not your child. Whenever you have something, you think of the fourth child first, Yinzuo and Wenxian first, I just take it with me."

Malu finally sighed and let out the breath that was stuck in her chest. She closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, her eyes were full of tenderness and pity.

"Your Highness, although you are not my biological child, in my heart, you are no different from my own child. Don't you feel my concern for you these days?"

As she spoke, Malu forgot herself for a moment and without caring about etiquette, she pulled his hand and placed it on her heart.

The prince's hand was held tightly by Malu and pressed against her heart. He could clearly feel Malu's heartbeat, warm and soft, as if telling of her sincerity.

The prince was touched and his eyes turned red again. He opened his mouth slightly but said nothing in the end.

"The palace has everything, especially Yuqing Palace. All kinds of rare treasures in the world are flowing into your palace like sea water. But among them, sincerity is the most rare. I treat you with all my sincerity, and I only hope that you can understand my feelings."

The prince trembled slightly, but did not respond immediately. Malu did not urge him, but waited quietly. After a long time, the prince slowly lowered his head, like an abandoned little animal.

"Mrs. De, I... I know you treat me well. But sometimes, I get scared. Scared that all this is fake, and that one day you will no longer care about me."

Malu's heart softened, and he held the prince in his arms and coaxed him gently: "You are such a stubborn person, you don't believe anything I say, so let's wait and see. How long can I protect you?"