With supernatural powers, he traveled through the book and became a little guard, and his inner voic

Before Zhu Fugui could receive the prince's order, Qingyun came in and said, "Prince, something happened in Qixiayuan. She had a miscarriage and is bleeding heavily."

Zhu Fugui: So soon? Oh no, will the prince vent his anger at losing his beloved son on him?

"Butler Zhu, go and bring over all the people who are going to serve the princess."

"Yes," Butler Zhu walked away as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart.

Qingyun said, "Your Majesty, according to my investigation, this incident was most likely done by Miss Zhang."

“Send someone to clean up the mess and send a message to Changle Palace.

Send people to prepare, I will take this opportunity to remove all the troublemakers in the palace."

"Do we also need to clear out all the people arranged by the Imperial Concubine?"

Given the prince's filial nature, he felt that he should ask for clarification.

"Are your ears not working well, or what? I said everything!"

"Yes, I understand. I will arrange it now."

Great! The prince finally found himself through seeking maternal love.

He turned around and walked two steps, then stopped and asked, "Prince, did the prince say when Zhu Jiu would come back? Was he hungry during the time he was missing?"

King Han gnashed his teeth and said, "I was injured so badly, why didn't you ask me if it hurt?

You are quite good at flattering others.

What you want to know, I don't know either, just wait!"

Qingyun rolled his eyes, touched his nose and said, "Your Majesty, you misunderstood, it's not that I don't care about you.

Just think about it, if your subordinates asked you in a sissy and sentimental way if it hurts?

Then, Your Majesty, you will probably be injured more seriously, because you will not be able to help but jump up and kick your subordinates.

You are a man of steel, not suitable for sentimental talk. Your subordinates care about you through actions.

But Zhu Jiu is different? Although he is a man like us, his small body and kind nature naturally make people want to protect him. I want to treat him like a younger brother.

Besides, he is your savior. If we treat him well, wouldn't that be treating you well, Your Majesty?"

"Haha! Then should I still say thank you?"

"Hehe! That's not necessary. As a subordinate, it's only natural for me to care about my master.

Your Majesty, please have a good rest. I will go and make arrangements first."

Qingyun finished speaking and quickened his pace to leave. He sensed that the prince was gritting his teeth.

When Zhu Jiu returned to Prince Han's mansion carrying two large food boxes, his delicate little nose twitched.

[Why does the air seem to be filled with a smell of blood? ]

[Could something have happened?]

Zhu Jiu quickened his pace and walked towards the main courtyard. Halfway along the way, he met Qing Mo.

Qing Mo's eyes showed a hint of joy, and he didn't even notice that his tone was a little cheerful, "Zhu Jiu, you're back?"

"Yeah, I'm back. Why do I feel like the atmosphere in the mansion is weird? The whole mansion seems to be shrouded in a bloody smell?"

Qing Mo leaned close to Zhu Jiu and whispered, "The woman from Qixiayuan had a miscarriage and suffered heavy bleeding. Although she was saved, she has lost her fertility forever.

The Imperial Concubine was furious and sent her confidants to question the Prince. The Ji family also sent people to ask for an explanation.

The prince ordered a thorough investigation and all those involved in the miscarriage were executed on the spot.

The people sent by the Imperial Concubine and the people from the Ji family all left with dark faces!"

"Didn't they execute the murderer on the spot? Why is he walking away with a gloomy face?"

Qing Mo lowered his voice and said, "Those who are executed on the spot are all parasites."

"Wow! Your Majesty, this is a really cool move."

[I came to ask for justice, but ended up taking my own life. Who wouldn't be ashamed? ]

“Those parasites think they are so smart, but in fact, their every move is under our noses.

Just waiting for the opportunity to wipe you out in one fell swoop."

“This is a really smart move.”

Zhu Jiu handed a food box to Qing Mo, "Here, share it among you, I brought this especially for you.

I will first deliver the things I brought to my parents, and then I will go to see the prince."

"It's better for you to come back safely, why bring food with you?

You must have suffered a lot these days, right? You have lost weight."

Zhu Jiu touched his chin with his newly free hand. Whose good guy has lost weight and still has a chubby chin?

Regardless of whether this is true or not, even if it is just verbal concern, it is comforting to hear.

"Haha, I did suffer a little, but a good man never brags about his past achievements. I won't talk about it anymore! It's all in the past. I'm going to go see my parents first."

"Okay, Butler Zhu should have a surprise for you, go quickly!"

Surprise!

Zhu Jiu, full of curiosity, found the busy butler Zhu and said, "Dad, I'm back."

After giving his instructions, Butler Zhu walked over to his son whom he hadn't seen for several days and said, "Looking at your rosy face, I know you have completed your mission well.

You are worthy of being my son, Zhu Fugui, and you are as capable as me."

"Dad, you haven't praised me for eight hundred years. It's rare that you praise me. And you didn't forget to bring yourself along.

How are you? You seem to be very busy, are you feeling well enough to handle it?"

"Your father is in good health. Don't worry, I can still work for another ten or eight years. I will definitely save some money for you.

By the way, son, can you take a day off the day after tomorrow?"

"It should be fine, what's the matter?"

“If anything happens, you’ll know when the time comes.

Remember to dress yourself up nicely tomorrow night. It's too late to make clothes now. I'll ask your mother to find some time to buy you some tomorrow."

Zhu Jiu looked at his father with a puzzled look, "Dad, when did you become a Buddhist?"

Zhu Fugui was confused, "Believe in Buddhism?"

"Well, they are quite pious. They have to burn incense, take a bath, and change into new clothes before going.

Are you having any trouble?

Dad, praying to gods and Buddhas is just for psychological comfort, what do you want to say?

We will solve what we can solve, and if we can't solve it, we will pass it on to those who can solve it.

Escaping is not a solution, you have to face it.

Go ahead, I'm ready. "

Zhu Jiu, who didn't hear his father's voice, looked up and saw that his father looked constipated.

"Dad, as long as you are not cheating on my mother or making her a cuckold, I can solve the problem. It is more effective than asking Buddha for help, so just tell me without worry!

But if it is the above two problems, you are on your own!

I can’t control it, and even less can the old bachelors who abstain from sex.”

Zhu Fugui was so angry that he slapped Zhu Jiu on the head. "You bastard, if you're not mad at me, you must be feeling uncomfortable, right? Get out of here!"

“Hey, I’m already short enough, and you still hit me on the head?

I'm as tall as a sweet potato, maybe I was beaten into this state by you.

I'm going to complain to my mother!" Then he ran away with the lunch box.

"You bastard, you are already a grown man, but you still complain every day. You have no manliness at all.

You haven't made any progress in other skills, but your ability to control your father has improved. I'll show you how capable you are."