A vicious concubine dressed as a villain

Chapter 120 Returning to the Palace
When she saw them coming, Xiuxiu seemed to see the backbone.

Just hearing Steward Zhu's plop, kneeling stiffly in front of the old prince's bed.

"My lord, you are gone, what should the old slave do, what should the princess do."

With a mournful face, he murmured: "His Royal Highness, he is rushing back. After all these years, the prince you haven't seen yet, why did you go?"

At this moment, a young man in his 20s got off a horse at the gate of the palace. He looked a little embarrassed at this moment.

"Shi, His Royal Highness." The guard at the door wiped his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the person he saw.

Xie Yuanning hurried into the palace, and said anxiously, "How is father?"

The servants in the mansion were also very excited when they saw the prince came back, but when he mentioned the old prince, they all had mournful faces, and no one dared to tell the prince the news of the prince's death.

Xie Yuanning ran to the main room like crazy. When he heard the news that his father was seriously ill, he rushed to the capital almost non-stop. Although Qingzhou is not far from the capital, it is not too close. Three days of traveling day and night Only then did I rush back.

"Shi, Your Highness, you are finally back, the old prince..." Butler Zhu was very excited when he saw him, but when he mentioned the old prince, he suddenly became deflated.

"What's wrong with the father?" Xie Yuanning asked in a worried tone, grabbing the butler's skirt.

At this time, he was restless and panicked, and he always felt as if something was pulling him away.

Although Steward Zhu couldn't bear to reveal this fact, how could he hide it from His Highness: "Your Highness, you are one step too late, the old prince has already left."

Xie Yuanning was startled when he heard the words, and hurriedly came to the old prince's bedside.

I saw the old prince lying on it very peacefully, with his eyes closed, lifeless.

"Father, my son is back. Open your eyes and look at your son." Xie Yuanning held his hand with a desolate tone.

But no matter what he said, the person on the bed would never wake up again.

In the past, he was always angry with his father, and even went to Qingzhou in a fit of anger and never returned, but now he didn't even see him for the last time.

He is an unfilial son, he deserves to die.

"His Royal Highness, you must cheer up as soon as possible. The palace needs you, the princess also needs you, and the servants in the mansion need you even more." Although Steward Zhu at the side knew that saying such words at this time was cruel to the prince, who would let His Highness Is the eldest son.

This Nuoda palace needs a master to preside over it. The old prince's sudden departure may affect the affairs of the palace and the business outside.

That was the painstaking effort of the old prince's life, butler Zhu didn't want to be ruined just like that.

Xie Yuanning wiped away his tears, his gaze became extremely firm, and he secretly swore in his heart: Father, I will take good care of Zhao Zhao.

In the past, he always envied Zhao Zhao to get all the attention and love from his father, but he was always strict with him.

Now he understands, because he is the eldest son, the only male in the mansion, and is the backer of Zhao Zhao in the future.

The heavy responsibility of the palace falls on him, so what is needed is a tough and stable master, not an immature master who only knows how to eat, drink and play.

But he understood it too late, too late.

Now that the uncle's own son has returned, it is inappropriate for them to stay any longer, Xie Tanzhi then said: "Housekeeper Zhu, I have to go back to the palace to report to the emperor at this time, so I will take a step forward."

"My lord, go slowly, this old slave will see you off." Butler Zhu wiped away his tears, his voice a little hoarse.

Xie Danzhi glanced at the uncle on the bed one last time, with a heavy heart, he turned and left.

Zhao Qingluo and Xie Yiqing also left together. After all, the princess has returned, and they have no reason to stay outside the palace.

On the way back to the palace, the hearts of several people were very heavy, and no one spoke.

I don't know how long it took before returning to the palace.

Xie Tanzhi wanted to report this matter to His Majesty, as well as the matter of the Princess, the reason Xie Yiqing left the palace was to study, so he had to go with him at this moment.

His expression was serious: "Luoluo, you should go back first."

Zhao Qingluo nodded, and the two parted ways.

She walked back in the direction of Chonghua Palace with a heavy heart.

However, she got lost while walking.

"Damn, where is this?" She looked around so strangely, and murmured.

Originally, she wanted to go back, but she was obviously out of shape just now, no, she didn't know where she came from.

As I walked, I felt that my eyes became more and more desolate.

"You kid, how dare you fight back, let's see how His Highness will teach you."

Suddenly, an arrogant and domineering voice reached her ears.

"Teach His Highness a lesson for him."

This voice is a little immature, and one can tell that it is still a child.

With the heart of not causing trouble, Zhao Qingluo stopped the steps that wanted to move forward.

But as a woman in the new era, she can't stand this kind of bullying.

So Zhao Qingluo was entangled in her heart. Stopping it would be causing trouble, and not stopping it would make her feel uneasy.

"Axi," she finally chose to stop.

The sound came from the other end, and she followed the sound to an open space, where she saw a child lying on the ground, all in a mess, surrounded by several kids of the same age, one of them was dressed in luxurious clothes The child stomped hard on his chest.

The little boy looked down at him, and said nonsense: "If you say that I am wrong, His Highness will let you go."

The people on the ground were silent, their eyes were very cold.

Zhao Qingluo couldn't bear to see this kind of scene the most. The child on the ground was already dying, so she hurriedly stopped her: "Little devil, what are you doing? There are so many people bullying one, how shameful you are."

She rushed over and pushed him away.

The child who claimed to be His Highness was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

The children on the side were also stunned when they saw her.

"Bold servant girl, how dare you push my Highness, who gave you the courage." He pointed at Zhao Qingluo, his eyes were full of anger, and said angrily.

Only then did the children realize that he had fallen, and hurried over to help him.

Zhao Qingluo didn't care about the little kid, and said softly to the child on the ground: "Little friend, can my sister help you up?"

The child looked at her with vigilant eyes and grinned.

He looked like an abandoned little wolf, full of vigilance towards his surroundings. Seeing this, Zhao Qingluo felt a little helpless, and smiled kindly at him.

After an unknown amount of time, he nodded slightly.

Then, she gently grabbed the child's arm, slowly helped him up, then took out a handkerchief from the cuff, and carefully wiped the stains on his face.

The child was still a little bit resistant, probably because she saw that she had no malicious intentions, and she said something to stop the group of people, so she accepted it.

"His Highness is talking to you, how dare you help him up, do you know that this is against His Highness." The luxuriously dressed kid saw her ignoring him, and said angrily.

(End of this chapter)