The Princess of the Palm

Chapter 396 A slap in the face (3)
The next day, Mo Yunqian went to the firewood room early in the morning, and felt pain in her heart when she saw her pale son, but she had to let him understand what was wrong with his own actions and statements, and what to say was right .

Mo Yunqian leaned against the door frame, "Do you know where I went wrong?"

"...I didn't do anything wrong, I just should worry about Brother Yu!"

"...Continue to kneel." Mo Yunqian said indifferently and left the firewood room, closed the door of the firewood room, and stood silently looking at the stubborn little figure inside.

The sky was slowly drizzling, and it fell drop by drop on Mo Yunqian's head, finally moistening her long hair, but Mo Yunqian stood in the rain as if he didn't feel it.Behind her, Jun Jifeng stood under the tree and watched, Jinxuan wanted to go over but was stopped by him, and in the end all the people guarding here in Zhen Guo Mansion could only watch quietly.

Yun'er hurried over with a battle report, glanced at Mo Yunqian standing at the door of the firewood room, but had no choice but to go to Jun Jifeng, "My lord, according to the news from Ren Bao, Xiang Yi divided his troops into two parts , part of which is attacking the Great Wall ahead, and part of which is heading towards Zhongzhuang."

"On the fourth day of the lunar month, take people to destroy the part that is heading towards Zhongzhuang." Jun Haifeng just made the simplest arrangement, as if he could have expected Xiang Yi to do so.

"My lord, my concubine and my little master..." Yun'er asked worriedly, it's not an option to go on like this.

Jun Jifeng looked at the firewood room, his face was covered with frost, "Yan Xiao should understand his mother's intentions, if he doesn't understand, just keep kneeling."

At night, Mo Yunqian, who was drenched in the rain, started to have a fever. This time, the illness came very quickly, which made Jun Jifeng a little helpless, because they didn't have anyone who was good at medicine, and the only person they could rely on was Yun'er.

Seeing Yun'er coming in and out and the candles flickering in the room, Jinxuan turned and went to the firewood room, but this time there was not so much gentleness on his face.Standing outside the firewood room, looking at Jun Yanxiao who still had a stubborn expression inside but was in a daze after kneeling for two days, Jinxuan laughed at himself. Sure enough, he was more worried about the master. Your heart is not as important as your master.

Pushing open the door of the woodshed, Jinxuan walked into the woodshed, stood leaning against the door, crossed his hands in front of his chest, "Little master, haven't you figured it out yet?"

Jun Yanxiao looked at Jinxuan in front of him, and frowned, "I'm worried about Brother Yu, is there something wrong?"

"It's not wrong, but that's not what you're wrong about."

"What is that?" Jun Yanxiao was a little confused, the fault was not worrying about Brother Yu, what was that?
"When we were in the study, little master, you said that the lord is not worried about the prince at all. Why do you do that? Little master, why do you say that?"

"Father didn't worry about Brother Yu in the first place. Brother Yu is also a child of Prince Zhen's residence. Dad can worry about me. Why not worry about Brother Yu? Since you are Brother Yu's elder, you should..."

"It's here, it's because of this idea that the master slapped you. Little master, where do you think the prince is not worried about the son? How can you tell that the master doesn't care about the son? You are indeed young, a five-year-old child You can not understand many things, you can blame anyone, you can talk about your parents, brothers and sisters without restraint. But little master, you can’t talk about all your parents like this.”

"I...I just..."

"Language is discretionary. You can say whatever you want on the basis that you won't misunderstand. The prince is a very restrained person. Before the master married into the palace, the prince basically only had a few words in a sentence. In his world There is no one else except Zhan Wangfu and the emperor's family. He doesn't know how to express his care for his family, so he can only do it silently. So many people can't see his care and everything he does, but As a family member, you should understand what a great person your father is. To the prince, no matter you are the young master or the eldest son, or the little princess and Master Yun'an, you are the young eagles still in the eagle's nest. As elders, in order for you to fly independently in the future, the prince had to push you into the cliff with his own hands, so that you can fly with your own wings. How can you say that such a prince doesn’t worry, don’t care, or love you?”

Jun Yanxiao's whole body trembled, tears finally fell down, and she finally knew where she was wrong.

Jinxuan looked at Jun Yanxiao's expression with satisfaction, and finally squatted in front of him gently, "Little master, your parents are a pair of admirable people. It is silently telling you what to do, and it is guiding you exactly how to grow, you have to experience it with your heart, watch it with your eyes, and learn it with your heart.”

"I see. I'll go and apologize to mother and father tomorrow."

Jinxuan picked Jun Yanxiao up from the ground, "Go now, the master stood here watching you all day, because you have a fever right now because of the rain, go and have a look."

"There is no doctor here, what should I do?" Jun Yanxiao asked nervously while grabbing Jin Xuan's collar.

Twitching the corner of his mouth, Jinxuan felt a little uncomfortable because of the sudden tightening of his collar, "It's just a common fever...Little master, let me go first."

"Oh, uh, hehe." Jun Yanxiao quickly let go of his collar, and giggled silly.

In the room, Jun Yanxiao stood tremblingly in front of Mo Yunqian's bed with Jin Xuan's support.

Mo Yunqian, who was leaning on the head of the bed with a pale face, looked at Jun Yanxiao in front of him, "Have you figured it out?"

"Well, mother, I'm sorry."

"Go and say sorry to your father."

Jun Yanxiao turned to look at Jun Gaifeng, pursed her lips, "Daddy, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"Well, go sit down. Aqian, you lie down."

But Jun Yanxiao crawled into the bed, sat quietly, and looked at his mother whose face was still flushed uneasy, the reason for her bad complexion was all because of herself.

"Yan Xiao, you have to understand what kind of things you can say. You have to think about many things before you speak. You must never look at a matter on the surface. Sometimes what you see may not be true. It's like judging a case and collecting evidence. Think about it in many ways. Only by looking at the surface and essence of a matter can we judge the matter, and we must not say hurtful words because of illusion."

"Well, I know mother."

Mo Yunqian nodded, then turned to look at Yun'er outside the door, "Yun'er, bring two hot towels over here."

Yun'er outside the door responded, and finally heaved a sigh of relief and hurriedly prepared hot towels, not only Yun'er was relieved, but everyone in Zhen Guo Mansion was also relieved, and finally returned to normal.

In Feilu Gorge, the military camp behind the Great Wall, Liu Liu was sitting in front of a small stove fanning a small medicine jar on top of the stove.

(End of this chapter)