freenovelworld Chapter 13 Coughing up blood...
Chapter 13 Coughing up blood...
Niannian pouted, her eyes were slightly red, and tears welled up in her eyes, making her look very aggrieved and pitiful.
She choked back tears as she said, "Grandpa, Niannian really wants to keep the bronze mirror; she doesn't want to give it away at all!"
As she spoke, she reached out her small hand and gripped the frame of the bronze mirror tightly, as if afraid someone would snatch it away.
Seeing her like this, Old Master Fu felt very conflicted and troubled.
Back then, Fu Mingyue chose the path of scientific research because of this bronze mirror, and she didn't rest even during her pregnancy. However, fate is unpredictable; a sudden research accident caused her to give birth prematurely and suffer massive bleeding, ultimately losing her life.
Now, he really doesn't want to see his granddaughter repeat the same mistake and follow in his daughter's footsteps...
"Niannian...you have to be good!" Old Master Fu sighed helplessly and coaxed softly.
Niannian shook her head vigorously, like a cute little rattle drum, her two thin eyebrows furrowed tightly, her expression serious and firm:
"Grandpa, Niannian has always been the most obedient and well-behaved baby, but please, please don't give away the bronze mirror that Mom left behind..."
You yourself said that this is your mother's most cherished treasure. If your mother knew that you were going to give the bronze mirror away, she would be very sad.
Besides, Grandpa, you once said that Niannian is also your little darling. If someone gave me away, wouldn't you feel sad too?
Her small mouth kept opening and closing as she spoke these words with a serious and determined expression.
Seeing Niannian's determination, Grandpa Fu opened his mouth, but then swallowed back what he wanted to say.
What the five-year-old girl in front of me said did make sense. And, her appearance was practically a miniature version of Fu Mingyue!
Just then, Wen Wan slowly walked in from outside, her face full of concern: "Oh dear, why is Niannian crying? What happened?"
"Auntie! Please help me! Grandpa wants to give away the bronze mirror that Mom left behind!" Niannian said pitifully, her eyes reddening as she looked at her expectantly.
Grandpa Fu glanced at Wen Wan, who also put on a very troubled expression. "Niannian! Grandpa is doing this for your own good! Just listen to Grandpa's arrangements!"
As she spoke, her gaze gradually fell on the phoenix bronze mirror. Ever since she married into the Fu family, Old Master Fu had given an order forbidding anyone from removing the black cloth covering Niannian's room.
Last time, she only took photos secretly through the gap, never expecting that this phoenix bronze mirror would be so exquisite!
Niannian called out pitifully again, "Grandpa~" Her voice was full of grievance and helplessness.
She thought her aunt would side with her, but even her aunt isn't helping her. What is she going to do now? It seems she can only rely on herself!
Grandpa Fu sighed deeply, then waved his hand and said, "Alright, alright, you can all leave now!"
His tone sounded somewhat helpless, but it also revealed his affection for Niannian.
As he finished speaking, the large group of servants who had gathered in Niannian's room left one after another, leaving only Old Master Fu, Wen Wan, and Niannian.
Huh?
Niannian tilted her head in surprise, blinked her eyes, and looked puzzled.
She didn't expect things to go so smoothly all of a sudden; her grandfather had actually given up on giving away the bronze mirror.
She subconsciously loosened her grip on the bronze mirror, her palms slightly red from the excessive force.
Grandpa Fu slowly approached Niannian, gently rubbed her little hand, his eyes full of doting affection.
He smiled and said, "Grandpa can't do anything with your mother, and now he can't do anything with you either! Oh well, since Niannian likes it, let it stay..."
As he spoke, he reached out and gently stroked the surface of the bronze mirror, silently praying that this decision would not cause any trouble.
Although the bronze mirror did look rather strange, as long as it didn't harm his beloved Xiao Nian Nian, everything was fine.
Wen Wan, who was standing to the side, was stunned as if struck by lightning after hearing what Old Master Fu said.
She stared wide-eyed in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe her ears. Just because of Niannian's words, Old Master Fu had changed his mind without hesitation and no longer insisted on sending the bronze mirror away.
The old man's doting on this girl was beyond imagination!
She gave a blank "Ah," seemingly not understanding what Old Master Fu meant, and said worriedly:
"Dad! Are you going to listen to Niannian? You can't spoil the child like this, or you'll ruin her!"
Grandpa Fu responded coldly, "Hmm... Niannian is very sensible and won't be as spoiled as Tongtong."
His tone was icy, sending chills down one's spine.
Wen Wan was somewhat at a loss; she hadn't expected Old Master Fu to be so resolute.
She tried to explain, but Grandpa Fu interrupted her and continued, "Wen Wan, are you alright? If you are, think carefully about Tongtong's current personality. Who taught her to be like this?"
These past two days, due to excessive worry about Niannian, Grandpa Fu has had no time to pay attention to Tongtong. At this moment, upon seeing Wenwan, he was reminded of that shrewish old woman.
Hearing this, Wen Wan sighed helplessly and turned to leave.
Her steps were heavy and slow, a stark contrast to her previous gentleness. A calculating look crossed her face as she slowly walked towards Fu Tong's room…
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In ancient times...
Pei Yunjing's residence, the East Sixth Residence—
He was sitting at his desk looking at the military book his maternal grandfather had given him. Recalling his mother's question, he hesitated. Who wouldn't want to ascend the throne?
However, in this treacherous world of the court, without a certain amount of power or influence, one could be devoured without even leaving a bone!
Is he really capable of handling this?
Pei Yunjing gripped the military treatise tightly in his hand, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him. If it weren't for his maternal grandfather's successful recapture of Ryukyu, he would likely have been trapped forever in that cold palace, unable to escape his fate.
Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, an unbearable itch in his throat, and a bloody taste welled up in his heart.
"Cough cough cough..."
Pei Yunjing covered his mouth and coughed violently. He felt a warm sensation in his palm and looked up to see blood!
He coughed up blood!
Just then, Consort De's gentle voice came from outside the door: "Jing'er, your mother has come to see you, and I've brought your favorite eight-petal plum blossom pastry!"
Not wanting to worry his mother, Pei Yunjing hurriedly grabbed a sheet of Xuan paper and frantically wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and hands.
Then, he hid the blood-stained papers under his body, trying to remain calm:
"Mother, I'm concentrating on studying!" [Little Zhuo's Science Time:]
Unmarried princes usually lived with their mothers. After the age of five or six, they moved to a "suo" (a type of residence). The princes' residences were not called palaces, but were usually located on the east and west sides of the Imperial Garden, at the northern end of the Six Eastern and Western Palaces, and were generally called the East Fifth Suo and the West Fifth Suo...