SFS Chapter 221 I Want to Keep a Concubine
Chapter 221 I Want to Keep a Concubine
The royal family has few descendants, and with the incident of the crown prince being a fake dragon and a real phoenix, the only prince who can succeed to the throne in the future is Murong Yun.
If this son was also gone, he couldn't imagine who would be the one to take over the Murong family's kingdom in the future.
Emperor Yong closed his eyes and then said to Zhong Ning, "My son, you've worked hard today. Go back to the camp and rest. I will take care of the rest!"
Whether it was the secret investigation of the Duke of Fujun's Mansion or his claws extended in secret, it should be arranged by him as the emperor.
His daughter, as long as she is happy!
There is no need to stray into danger like today!
"In that case, I will take my leave!" Zhong Ning bowed and then turned to leave. She didn't have many people under her command, and the Fujun Mansion was an old noble family that had occupied the capital for many years. It would be best for the emperor to take over!
She was indeed frightened today and should go back and have a good rest.
Next, it depends on the emperor himself.
If necessary, she will naturally help!
Everyone rested in the camp for three days before setting off to return to Beijing. During these three days, countless people came to visit Zhong Ning. In addition to those who came directly to the door, there were also those who met by chance, and those who came with their sisters to make friends. Almost all kinds of people came.
The most outrageous one is the Prime Minister’s wife, Mrs. Du.
Mrs. Du took the initiative to ask to see Zhong Ning. As soon as she saw her, she took Zhong Ning's hand affectionately, looking like a perfect mother-in-law, which made people's scalp tingle.
Zhong Ning ignored her deliberate flattery, withdrew his hand directly, and turned his gaze to the expensive gift she had given him. Only then did his eyebrows smile and he was in a very good mood.
This is the right way to repay the life-saving grace!
Unlike Zhang Mingxuan and Chen Yan, they didn't say anything at all.
Even Fang Ping secretly sent her several plates of seafood so that she could secretly satisfy her cravings.
Murong Xin almost knelt down to her just because she saved her own brother, but Zhong Ning stopped her.
Fortunately, Murong Xin was also a sensible person, and he directly stuffed all his private savings into Zhong Ning's hands. A whole box of silver notes, almost one hundred thousand taels, were stuffed into Zhong Ning's hands.
Today's Zhong Ning is no longer the poor and helpless little girl of yesterday.
But she is a female boss with great wealth.
Well, I've been thinking too much. I should first deal with the Prime Minister's wife who is already smiling like a chrysanthemum!
"As soon as I saw the princess, I felt close to her. She is worthy of being my son's sweetheart. Not only is she skilled in martial arts, but she is also kind-hearted." Mrs. Du smiled kindly, and Zhong Ning felt goosebumps all over his body.
She thought about it. Although Mrs. Du was the prime minister's wife, her natural familiarity really made her speechless. In order to avoid her not understanding, Zhong Ning spoke directly:
"Madam Gu, my marriage is decided by my father!"
"Don't say anything about sweethearts anymore."
"I have already made it clear to Master Gu that I am lazy and have a penchant for beautiful women. I am unfit to be the mistress of the Gu family, and I will need to have at least three concubines in the future. There is absolutely no way I will marry him!"
"I know that the Prime Minister's Mansion is very well guarded, so I have made this known in advance."
"These generous gifts are enough to repay the favor of saving my life. Don't take it to heart."
Mrs. Du’s smile froze in an instant!
What?
Do you still want to keep a lover?
You already have my son, why do you need a concubine?
Mrs. Du could hardly believe her ears, and the Prime Minister's daughter Gu Mingxi was even more stunned.
How could there be such a bold woman in the world who would talk about her lover all the time?
Her brother is such a kind and gentle man, Princess Zhaohua really doesn't know what's good for her.
Do you really think that the gate of their Prime Minister's Mansion is so easy to enter?
"Mom, let's go. People look down on us. Why are we still staying here?" Gu Mingxi said as he pulled Du's clothes.
Mrs. Du looked embarrassed, and after a hasty bow, she left the tent in time.
Zhong Ning watched the two of them leave and smiled helplessly: "Does this count as turning down a romantic opportunity for myself?"
Su Xin chuckled, "Yes, but there's still Young Master Zhou in the mansion. Your Highness doesn't have to worry. Before he came here, he even told me to take good care of you!"
"Are you talking about Zhou Ge?" Zhong Ning raised her eyebrows slightly, thinking of the little cutie who would call her sister. She was indeed very good-natured and sensible.
At least it's much better than Qi Yu who only bullies her.
...
In the Prime Minister's tent.
Gu Mingzhe snuggled on the bed with a pale face. When he saw his mother and sister returning together, his eyes suddenly lit up.
Just at this moment, the servant in charge of taking care of him, a servant named Gu Qing, came over with a bowl of hot medicine soup and placed it on the table beside the bed.
"Sir, this is the second time you've had a fever. If you don't drink this medicine, its effectiveness will be reduced by half."
Du had just entered the tent when she heard this and immediately came over in a hurry, "Why haven't you taken the medicine yet? What will happen if you don't get better soon?"
As he spoke, he picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of the dark medicine juice, blew on it to his lips, and was about to pass it over to him to feed him the medicine.
Gu Mingzhe avoided the medicine, and Du immediately became anxious again: "Are you trying to dig out my heart? If you don't take the medicine, when will your injuries heal?"
Gu Mingzhe was silent for a moment, with a hint of anticipation in his eyes. He looked at Madam Du and asked, "Did mother go to Princess Zhaohua's tent? I wonder if the princess is doing well?"
Mrs. Du fell silent and put down the hand holding the spoon.
Gu Mingzhe suddenly looked anxious, "Mother, what happened to the princess?"
"Oh, she's fine. Brother, you should worry more about yourself!" Gu Mingxi sneered from the side, "Mother prepared a generous gift and went to thank her with good intentions, but she was so ungrateful, saying she was going to keep a lover and told mother not to have such wishful thinking!"
"She doesn't even look at her own status. She's an illegitimate daughter who was lucky enough to be crowned a princess. She thinks she's a nobody and even dares to openly reject the young master of our Prime Minister's Mansion."
"Big brother, you too, there are so many beauties in the world, how could you be so blind as to fall for such a frivolous person?"
"How dare you!" Seeing that Gu Mingxi's words were getting more and more outrageous, Gu Mingzhe immediately scolded her with a dark face, "Do you think you can comment on Her Royal Highness the Princess? What happens to her is none of your business!"
"Yes, I'm worrying about nothing. You deserve your unrequited love!" Gu Mingxi said this harshly and turned away.
Mrs. Du was filled with worry and wanted to scold her son, but when she saw him lying on the bed looking pale and weak, she couldn't bear it.
After thinking it over again, she tentatively said, "Zhongxuan, are you really only interested in that one? No matter who else it is, your mother would sacrifice her reputation to ask for your hand in marriage, but it has to be Princess Zhaohua..."
Zhongxuan is Gu Mingzhe's pen name.
Gu Mingzhe closed his eyes weakly, then opened them again.