The Concubine in the Palace_The Feast of Masks【Complete】(100)

King Jin thought that the nanny was good at her craftsmanship. In fact, it is not as good as the small kitchen in Chaohui Hall, but now King Jin has a small stove to eat, not for the little brat, only for him to eat, which adds a lot of wonderful taste.

After a feast of wine and food, Yao Niang washed all the dishes and came back to boil a pot of boiling water, planning to clean King Jin's wounds and change dressings later.

Fortunately, King Jin had brought a military-style pouch with him when he went out, which contained strips of cloth to bandage the wound, wound medicine, fire seals and other items. Otherwise, there was really no way to treat the injury and he could only wait for it to heal on its own.

This golden sore medicine is very good, but it only took one night for some small wounds on the skin to scab. Only the arrow wound on the shoulder and the stab wound on the leg were still a little leaky. When Yao Niang changed King Jin's dressing, she had to fight hard to stop her hands from shaking.

Xiaobao next to him couldn't help but feel a little silent when he saw the wound. Although this person had ulterior motives, he also spent a lot of money.

When he saw his mother changing his dressing, because the cloth strips were stuck to the wound, he simply pulled off the cloth strips without raising an eyebrow, tearing off a large piece of newly formed scab, and a lot of blood flowed out. Xiaobao has a feeling of pain in his flesh.

"It's bleeding! Can't you be patient? When will the wound heal like this!" Yao Niang scolded King Jin for being reckless.

When she finished speaking, she realized what she had said. She wanted to apologize, but he muttered, "You're not afraid, it's faster this way." She immediately forgot about this, and angrily cleaned his wound with water, poured it into a boiled cloth, sprinkled some golden sore medicine on it, and bandaged it.

After all this, Yao Niang was sweating.

After tidying up her surroundings and washing her face, she remembered something was wrong: "This place is really weird. It should be winter now, but it's not cold at all here."

King Jin's eyes flashed and he said nothing.

"I don't know if those people will chase us. We have lost our way, but how can we find the way back?"

Yao Niang was worried.

"I left marks along the road. Someone will come looking for us in a few days."

After hearing this, Yao Niang finally felt relieved.

With nothing to do, Yao Niang played with Xiao Bao. After playing for a while, she felt very cramped because King Jin always looked at her with his eyes.

"I went to fetch water today and saw that there were fish in the stream. There were many fish. I will catch some fish and bring them back. I can make some soup for you in the evening." She put the little treasure on the bed and said to King Jin awkwardly: "Your Highness, please look after the little treasure for me. He is very obedient and will not cause trouble. I will be back in a moment."

Prince Jin hummed, and she went to the kitchen to get a small basket and hurried out.

The stream was so clear that you could see the bottom clearly. Yao Niang squatted on a stone by the water and saw many fish in a short time. The fish were abundant, but when she was asked to use the basket to catch them, she found that they had already come in but could not catch them, or that the fish ran away as soon as the basket was put down.

"so stupid!"

Yao Niang turned around and saw King Jin slowly walking towards her. He was wearing blue coarse cloth clothes, but his handsome appearance was not compromised at all. He was walking very slowly, probably because he was afraid of tearing the wound.

"Ah, why are you here? You're still injured!"

"Nothing." Jin Wang said nonchalantly.

He came to a clump of bamboo, looked at it twice, and then chose one. He took out his short knife and slashed it down, and the bamboo was neatly broken.

Yao Niang only had time to see a silver light and the knife was sheathed. Looking again, the knife was only a foot long. It had a dark brown cowhide scabbard and was studded with colorful gems. It looked like something extraordinary at first glance.

King Jin took the bamboo and came to sit on a big stone by the stream. He took out the sword and saw that the branches and leaves of the bamboo were removed after a few ups and downs. After a few more ups and downs, the bamboo segments were split into strips.

The whole movement is like flowing clouds and flowing water, which is breathtaking.

Yao Niang was dazzled by what she saw and couldn't regain her composure for a while. She just felt that all of King Jin's movements were graceful.

When he was lost in thought, King Jin had already picked up the bamboo stick and sharpened the end. He weighed the repaired bamboo thorn in his hand and came to the stream. Without seeing what happened to him, the bamboo thorns flew out of his hands and quickly and accurately nailed a fish to death in the stream.

Yao Niang suppressed the urge to scream, and an inexplicable excitement surged in her heart. Her eyes lit up and she ran to King Jin, "Your Highness, you are so powerful!"

Prince Jin still had a cold face, but his eyebrows couldn't help but turn up. I thought to myself, this king is so powerful in so many ways.

Yao Niang was going to pick up fish from the water, but he grabbed her and said, "Don't go, find a rope."

Yao Niang realized immediately that the fish died in the middle of the stream, and her clothes would be wet if she went down to pick it up. Can I find a rope?

She didn't think much and hurried to the cabin.

After entering the house, she found that Xiaobao was thrown on the bed alone, with such an angry little face, Yaoniang immediately laughed.

She first went to find a hemp rope and then picked him up. As she walked out, she faced him and said, "It's all because mother neglected Xiaobao. He..." Yao Niang paused and didn't say any more.

The Jin King is so noble and noble, how can he take care of a child? He can do whatever he wants. This was Yaoniang's inherent understanding, so she did not blame King Jin, but looked for the reason from herself.

That's how it was, she was the concubine of King Jin, but Xiaobao was the child she had with someone else.

Thinking of this, Yao Niang couldn't help but glance at her son and frowned.

When he arrived at the bank of the stream, King Jin was sitting on a stone cutting bamboo thorns.

Yao Niang sighed in her heart and smiled: "I have found the rope. Do you think it can be used?"

In fact, King Jin had already seen her coming and the brat. He was angry, but he didn't want her to see his sour look, so he pretended not to see it.

He looked at the rope, the thickness was just right, "It can be used."

Yao Niang kept looking at him, and when she saw that he didn't even look at Xiao Bao, she couldn't help but tighten her hand around Xiao Bao.

About her and him, about Xiao Bao, she had never seriously talked to him. At first, he robbed her, and she was helpless; then he turned a blind eye, so she turned a deaf ear to the bell and never talked to him about it; later, there seemed to be something different between the two of them, but so many things happened, she hadn't forgotten the arrival of the man before, how angry he was, and even never came to see her again, or when he was unconscious due to the poison, she went to see him again.

At that time, he was unconscious.

Seeing him like that, she seemed to be completely relaxed. She didn't need to be cramped, panic, or feel ashamed. She pretended that nothing had happened and that she and he were still so good. But the fact proved that what existed would always exist. What he disliked and hated was exactly what she loved like a treasure.

"Your Highness, after we go back this time, will you let me go?"

The voice was very small, but it got into the ears of King Jin. The bamboo thorn in his hand snapped.

Chapter 80

King Jin looked at the bamboo thorn in his hand that was broken into several pieces, threw it away, and picked up another one.

He cut it in two or three times, took the rope from her hand, tied it to the end, and pulled it twice to try. Then he held it between two fingers and shot it into the stream quickly and accurately, like a sharp arrow breaking through the air.

In a moment, with the slight movement of King Jin's wrist, it shot back again, with a fish still alive and kicking on it.

Yao Niang was nervously waiting for King Jin to speak, but he seemed to have not heard her.

Could it be that her voice was too soft?

But she could not muster up the courage to say it again.

Seeing that King Jin was about to lose the fish, she hurriedly put Xiao Bao on the big rock and went forward to catch it.

King Jin put the fish in her hand, his red eyes were dark, and there was no ripple. Her heart was pounding, avoiding his eyes, bending down and putting the fish in the bucket beside.

On the big rock, Xiao Bao sat there with his chubby legs crossed.

In fact, he had already realized in his heart that he was the original sin of her mother, and the reason why her mother died in the previous life was probably related to him. If the father had no grudges in his heart, if the father loved his mother, how could he not protect her with his means.

Xiao Bao's back was very straight, but his eyes gradually became sad.

"What are you dawdling about? Come and catch it!"

The voice of King Jin came from the other side, as if nothing had happened just now.

Yao Niang hurriedly took the bucket to catch the fish, but the King of Jin was too fast. Suddenly one fish came up, and suddenly another one came up. Yao Niang was in a panic, and many water drops splashed on her face. She shouted that there were too many fish and she didn't want them anymore.

It seemed that nothing really happened, but who knows?

The King of Jin stopped only after catching half a bucket of fish...

So many fish, but they were all dead. They couldn't be released, but they couldn't be eaten.

Yao Niang looked at these fish and felt overwhelmed.

"What should I do?"

The King of Jin glanced at her and said, "If you can't finish them, just throw them away."

"Why throw away good fish? What a waste."

"You can take a few back, and throw the rest here. It won't be a waste." With that, the King of Jin walked back leisurely. He was dressed in a blue shirt, and he was upright and honest. He was not stained with dust at all, except for the bamboo thorn tied with a rope in his hand.

Yao Niang said that such a good thing could be used next time, so it couldn't be thrown away.

"Why won't it be wasted? It's wasted now."

Yao Niang looked at the fish in the bucket in a tangled way. She wanted to take them all back, but she couldn't lift them. She couldn't rely on King Jin anymore, and she had to hold a child. She could only pick and choose some and throw them on a big rock next to her. She tried to lift the bucket, and when she felt that she could lift it, she picked up Xiao Bao first, let him put his little hands around her neck, and lifted the bucket with one hand.

Before she reached out her hand, a dark shadow covered her eyes.