[Quick wear] The sticky essence of the blackened male supporting role

The flowers in the imperial garden bloomed more and more brilliantly, Luo Ning fluttered the butterflies, the colorful butterflies were very beautiful.

But Luo Ning was just playing for fun, and didn't really hurt the butterfly's wings. The crimson brocade was in the middle of the flowers, more delicate than the petals, but it wasn't vulgar. On the contrary, because of his clumsy movements, he looked delicate and naive.

Pei Ling stood aside and waited. Seeing that Luo Ning couldn't hit him no matter how he threw himself, the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously like a fat goose.

Luo Ning was tired after playing for a while, her face was hot and red, and beads of sweat were dripping from the tip of her nose, Pei Ling stepped forward to wipe him off, Luo Ning threw herself on his waist, panting, feeling The material of Pei Ling's clothes was a little rough, and he said, "Why do you always wear such plain clothes? I will give you the best silk and satin when I go back."

Pei Ling pinched his small ears, "Thank you Your Highness, but slaves are not worthy of brocade, this is the most suitable."

Luo Ning looked up at him with watery eyes, "But you are mine, so you should use the best."

Seeing his serious appearance, Pei Ling couldn't help but laugh, such a small one behaved seriously.

But he knew that Luo Ning really thought so. As a prince, he was never arrogant. In this palace where slaves deserve to be trampled, he could feel respect from the Seventh Prince. This child's heart has not been stained. .

What a good boy.

Sometimes Pei Ling would rather keep a distance and not be so dependent, otherwise he was afraid that one day he would be ruthless, and when he thought of such clean eyes being closed forever, he felt a little bit disappointed.

Luo Ning didn't have the energy to continue fluttering the butterflies anymore, and wanted to go back with Pei Ling.

At this time, something suddenly sprang out from among the flowers, and it rushed over. Luo Ning was hit by her calf, and fell to the ground, her buttocks hit the stone, and there was a dull pain. The child's skin was sensitive, and Luo Ning I couldn't help but get red eyes, teardrops fell out, and I cried.

It was a small dog that knocked him down, scurrying around.

Luo Ning couldn't even stand up, so she opened her hand to Pei Ling aggrievedly.

Pei Ling hurriedly hugged the man, looking at the dog with cold eyes, the puppy shrank its tail in fear, and the man who followed behind also rushed over, with a short body and blue clothes, he was also a prince, and his age was younger than Luo's. Ning grew up a bit, and seeing that the pet she brought caused trouble, she still ran into the most important Seventh Emperor Brother.

He hastily apologized, if the younger brother was scared, the father would definitely teach him a lesson.

Luo Ning was a little speechless, his ass must have been bruised a lot, but the one in front of him was a child, and he apologized, so he couldn't care less.

He tugged at the corner of Pei Ling's clothes and sniffed.

Feeling the wetness between his neck, Pei Ling seemed to be pricked lightly by something, his eyes coldly glanced at the prince who made a mistake, seeing that the other party was pale with fright and trembling with fear, he had no choice but to give up.

Quickly led Luo Ning back, wiped off Luo Ning's tears, and gently followed Luo Ning's back comfortingly, lowering his voice, "Your Highness, is it still hurting?"

The tip of Luo Ning's nose was red, like a rabbit, her eyes seemed to have been washed with water, she looked pitiful, she shook her head in a muffled voice.

This will relieve the pain, but Pei Ling's embrace is too comfortable, Luo Ning is reluctant to let go, wrapping her small hands around Pei Ling's neck, nestling on Pei Ling's shoulder.

His arms were full, breathing gently on both sides, Pei Ling only felt that there was a small animal in his arms that was completely dependent on him.

Pei Ling's arm tightened unconsciously.

Luo Ning stopped him from going to the imperial doctor, saying that it would be enough to apply some medicine, and he would only be comforted by the concubine's arms.

But Pei Ling couldn't be so relaxed, Pei Ling was responsible for taking care of him, if he lost a hair, Pei Ling would be severely punished.

Either expelled from the Ninghua Palace, or slapped the board hard, and with a light word, he can decide how Pei Ling will be treated. This is not what Luo Ning wants.

Pei Ling was still a little puzzled, how could the little prince not invite an imperial physician because he is delicate and expensive.

But as soon as he turned his mind, he understood Luo Ning's thoughts, and there was a trace of complexity in his eyes.

He is just a slave, the little prince is completely unnecessary.

But Pei Ling felt as if he had been stabbed in the bottom of his heart. Who would have thought of him sincerely, but the little prince's eyes were full of worry for him, and it seemed that only his figure could be contained in those beautiful pupils.

Pei Ling knew that this was not a good omen, and this feeling was too easy for him to lust over.

It gave him a vague illusion that there seemed to be something in this world that he could hold in his hands.

He was silent for a moment, went to get the ointment for removing blood stasis, and wiped Luo Ning's wound.

Luo Ning rubbed her butt, not knowing how many days it would take to get well.

But now that he is a sick patient, he can act like a spoiled child even more. Whenever he wants to go somewhere, he stretches out his hand to ask Pei Ling to hug him.

Completely unaware of my weight.

Pei Ling also followed his wishes, hugging the fat goose in his arms, his movements became more and more proficient, taking care of the child was easier than anyone else.

Concubine Lan Gui couldn't help being sour when she saw her son relying on Pei Ling so much. This is the baby she gave birth to with great difficulty. How could she be so close to a servant who just came here not long ago? Even her mother concubine can't compare. Every time I want to hug it, it's not easy.

Concubine Lan Gui couldn't help being jealous, she beckoned and asked Luo Ning to come over, then reached out and rubbed Luo Ning's soft face fiercely, and hugged Luo Ning firmly into her arms, Luo Ning wanted to struggle, but Concubine Lan Gui felt aggrieved Said, "Others can hug, but my mother and concubine can't."

Luo Ning had no choice but to lie on her stomach obediently.

Concubine Lan Gui was worried that her son would have a divorce with her, otherwise why would she not rely on her, and whenever she was free, she would ask someone to bring Luo Ning to her, eat with Luo Ning, and play with Luo Ning.

Luo Ning also satisfied a mother's desire.

Pei Ling watched from the side, looking at the little prince's bright smile, he had thought that he would rather have a better life with him, but when he saw that the little prince was in the arms of Concubine Lan Gui, he was not so happy. Indistinctly depressed.

In the evening, the palace people knelt down on the ground, and Emperor Chengming, who had finished his government affairs, came to the Ninghua Palace. The palace people lit up lanterns one after another, and served him respectfully.

And Luo Ning came here to see the emperor for the first time, wearing a dragon robe, middle-aged, because of the good maintenance, only a little fat, you can see the handsomeness of his youth.

Concubine Lan Guiying was blessed with blessings, her eyebrows and eyes were delighted.

Cheng Mingdi smiled and helped her up, stepped forward and squeezed Luo Ning's face, "Ning'er hasn't seen you for a few days, why does she seem to be a little fatter?"

Concubine Lan Gui laughed and said: "That's right, there is no restraint in eating cakes these days. He was restrained from eating, so he secretly ate them, just like a little mouse."

Luo Ning couldn't help it, he didn't have anything in his mouth, and he always felt that something was missing, and those imperial chefs were too skilled.

Every time Emperor Cheng Ming came, he would eat here and rest at night.

After Luo Ning was full, she begged Pei Ling to take him out. He didn't want to be fed dog food.

Emperor Cheng Ming asked: "Pei Ling is careful, and Ning'er can use it easily."

Concubine Lan Gui smiled, "Ning'er likes him so much, he almost surpasses me as a concubine mother."

"But it is indeed thoughtful, and I have also used my thoughts on Ning'er. Thank you Your Majesty for the reward."

Concubine Lan always looks more delicate when no one else is around, and she will not be too restrained in front of the emperor. He knows that Emperor Cheng Ming loves her appearance the most, and she has never changed. Every time she comes, It will make the emperor feel the warmth of ordinary people.

Concubine Lan sometimes thinks that she does not regret entering the palace, she is favored by the emperor, and she can be herself in the deep palace without pretending, not to mention she has Ning'er as a companion.

On the day he entered the palace, the emperor promised that he would always treat her well, even if she is no longer young, the other party has never changed.

Concubine Lan Gui felt that she was really lucky, chatted with her husband for a while, and mentioned Luo Ning's birthday. She was going to be six years old soon, so of course she had to prepare.

On Luo Ning's birthday, she was dressed more festively. Concubine Lan Gui put on a small dress embroidered with pearls embroidered with gold thread. The fabric was made of rare fabric that was paid only three pieces a year, and the shoes were carefully sewn by the embroiderer for a month. He felt that he was full of jewels that day, and his body weighed a lot, but in the eyes of others, this was the only way to highlight his dignity.

Emperor Cheng Ming asked the palace people to arrange a grand wedding banquet, and invited all the ministers to enter the palace to congratulate. The ministers carefully prepared gifts, and every time this time came, the harem gritted their teeth and was extremely jealous.

Isn't he just a six-year-old kid, making such a big fight.

Although their children will also hold a banquet on their birthdays, they are not so solemn, and the treatment is really unique.

As for the old woman, Concubine Lan, who is no longer young, she still has the nerve to occupy His Majesty's favor. I really don't know what kind of coquettish tricks she used, so that His Majesty never forgets it.

When she is old, she should stay in Ninghua Palace honestly, but she still has to fight for favor. Fortunately, she has a prince.

Competing for favor now, will they compete for status in the future?

They are also very beautiful, why can't they compare with Concubine Lan Gui.

He secretly tore up the handkerchief, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he couldn't show it on his face, he could only dress himself carefully, so that he could win His Majesty's favor.

The civil and military officials sat down one by one, Chengming Emperor sat in the high position, and the four concubines sat down in order according to their rank.

The banquet was very lively, and the ministers all said their congratulatory messages. Seeing Luo Ning's appearance, they felt happy.

Luo Ting clenched his hands secretly, seeing Luo Ning who was surrounded by stars, his eyes dimmed.

It's always like this, the seventh brother is always so eyesore, even the presents given by the father on the birthday are the most precious treasures in the world, the red bead bracelets from the South China Sea, which have the effect of nourishing the body, such treasures, eyes He gave it to Seventh Brother without blinking.

Why.

He had to be cautious, but the seventh emperor smiled so happily, carefree, it was too dazzling, he would one day make this person unable to laugh.

Recalling his dream, he can't wait for that day to come true.

Looking at Pei Ling, he glanced suggestively at the bead string on Luo Ning's hand, asking Pei Ling to find a way to destroy it.

This is a precious imperial gift, if it is accidentally broken at this time, it will be a bad omen, and the emperor will definitely be unhappy.