Gu Xichao tried his best to make himself look as peaceful as possible.
He said, "Come in."
The eunuch nodded respectfully.
He led the imperial doctor who rushed over with a medicine box and went in.
He didn't even have time to say a word.
The group of people went straight to the side room.
The imperial doctor was diagnosing inside. In a moment,
He came out with a bad expression.
Gu Xichao frowned. "How is it?"
The imperial doctor shook his head. "It's too late.
She's so sick that she's blind. Besides, she doesn't want to live anymore. "
Gu Xichao ignored him.
He rushed in directly. Seventh Madame was very weak on the bed.
Her face was pale, and her gaze was gentle as she looked at Gu Xichao who rushed in.
Her hand reached out weakly in the air.
Gu Xichao quickly caught the hand in the air and said anxiously, "Mother …"
Seventh Madame shook her head to stop him from speaking. She looked at the imperial doctor and eunuch who were waiting outside and hadn't left.
A smile bloomed on her gentle face.
She knew who asked the imperial doctor to come over. Perhaps she had made a big bargain before she died.
"A Dynasty.
Don't blame anyone. "
Seventh Madame's gaze was gentle as she looked at the youth who had a rare expression of eagerness. There was reluctance and nostalgia in her eyes, but more of it was calmness. She said, "I know my own body.
Life and death are up to fate.
It's just that we can't cause trouble for that lord anymore. "
She knew that he had a mistress in a brothel before he got married.
If word got out, it would be a great blow to the reputation of the children of aristocratic families. She had entrusted A Dynasty to that lord and caused enough trouble.
A dead mistress was good for everyone.
She desperately grabbed Gu Xichao's hand and said word by word, "A Dynasty, remember to repay the kindness."
"There's no one in the Gu family who can't distinguish right from wrong!"
Gu Xichao seemed to not feel the pain in his hand. His throat moved, and finally, he silently lowered his head in his mother's wide eyes. "Yes."
Hearing this, Seventh Madame released her grip on Gu Xichao's arm and closed her eyes in satisfaction.
Inside the room, a hoarse voice filled with pain and endurance suddenly rang out, causing one's heart to ache uncontrollably. One voice after another, it slowly became softer.
Everyone outside the house knew the woman was gone.
Three days.
These three simple days were like hell for Gu Xichao. The person who had been with him the entire time had passed away. He didn't even have the time to hold a simple funeral. Before she left, she smiled and even whispered to Gu Xichao that she knew that His Excellency had taken her in as a mistress and wanted her to leave with a clean record. She said that she felt guilty, but she was very grateful for His Excellency's kindness.
Did she say that she had lived her whole life in a pickle?
She could not bear it. The funeral was too lively. She was afraid. She wanted to simply leave.
Gu Xichao lowered his head and tidied up the small courtyard he rented. He was muddle-headed as if he had lost his soul. He thought about what his mother had said before she died. He didn't think that His Excellency's reason for taking his mother in as a mistress was so kind.
Wooden hairpins, wooden bracelets, and all the jewelry that Seventh Madame had when she was a courtesan had been pawned for silver. All that was left were these that could be considered simple and crude. However, to Gu Xichao, these were the most important things to him.
He carefully put the things in his bag, put them on his back, and walked to the door. He opened it.
Outside the door, a moonlight blue palanquin stopped there. There were many guards standing around it. Their tall and straight figures held long spears in their hands as they guarded the two sides of the door.
Seeing Gu Xichao come out, an old eunuch came up to him and said, "Young master, let this servant take the things. His Excellency is waiting in the palanquin."
Gu Xichao looked at him and didn't say anything.
He lifted his feet and walked towards the palanquin. The old eunuch carefully followed behind him. He stopped outside the palanquin. Hundreds of thoughts ran through his mind, but he didn't know what to say. He was no longer a child. Of course, he knew that he had no blood relations with the man in the palanquin.
Naturally, he didn't have the right to be willful.
Gu Xichao's eyes dimmed.
"If you want to come up, then come up. Grandpa, let him take the things himself. You also go back to your own sedan chair to rest." A deep and cold voice came from inside the sedan chair, methodically speaking.
The old eunuch smiled and replied, "I know. Thank you, young master, for your kindness." He carelessly said the honorific that he used before.
Xie Lige heard the shameful address from outside. His face stiffened. He was almost ten years old, yet he was still called young master. When he thought of the mischievous smile on the late Emperor's face when he said this, he closed his eyes and endured. The main culprit had left. There was no point in getting angry now.
After a while.
The door of the palanquin was opened. The child's face was paralyzed. There was a trace of panic in his eyes. Obviously, he didn't realize that he would meet his future father so soon.
Xie Lige raised his eyebrows and said, "Gu Xichao?"
Gu Xichao looked at him and obediently sat in the palanquin with the package in his arms. He responded softly.
Xie Lige smiled. He saw that the child was in a bad mood. He was considerate and didn't say anything to disturb him. He gave him plenty of space along the way. The palanquin moved slowly on the street. Soon, it arrived at the Imperial Preceptor's residence. Two rows of maids stood at the door and bowed.
The palanquin stopped.
The guards stopped in their tracks and guarded the surroundings closely. The door curtain was gently lifted by a hand, and then a moon-green figure walked down smoothly. When the maids saw this person, they immediately bowed and saluted, "Greetings, Lord Imperial Preceptor."
The figure didn't pay attention to them. Instead, he turned his head and stretched out his left hand toward the palanquin. He said with distinct joints, "Come down."
A child holding a package looked outside cautiously. His eyes swept over the man with a gentle smile below. He was like a dragon and phoenix, noble and extraordinary. He obediently stretched out his hand and put it in the big hand.
Xie Lige raised the corner of his mouth in satisfaction. He lifted the boy on the palanquin to the ground with one hand. The surrounding maids immediately began to bow and salute, "Greetings, young master."
Gu Xichao's face froze. It was the first time he had seen such a scene. Fortunately, he was very patient. He quietly followed the steps of the man in front of him into the residence.
As soon as they entered the residence, the old housekeeper who had been following them also appeared. With a kind face, he introduced the matters related to the residence with a smile, "The young master's courtyard is in the south near the rockery. It's behind a large bamboo forest. It's quiet and secluded. However, it's only a few steps away from the main courtyard. Sir lives in the main courtyard."
"Qingheng Courtyard?"
Xie Lige picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.
The old housekeeper nodded.
Xie Lige thought for a moment. The courtyard's location was the best in the entire residence. Even his main courtyard couldn't compare. After thinking for a moment, he entrusted the old housekeeper with the task. Before he left, he turned his head to look at Gu Xichao and said lightly, "If there's anything you like, you can tell grandpa."
He had always trusted the old housekeeper.
Gu Xichao nodded without hesitation. Ever since he was young, he only wanted to study. The old housekeeper had taken this into consideration. The location of the courtyard was not remote, but it was very quiet and secluded. It was backed by a large bamboo forest, which made him even more satisfied.
Hearing the answer, the old housekeeper's smile deepened. He bowed and led the servants to tidy up the courtyard. The young master had only learned from the old housekeeper a few days ago that the courtyard had only been simply tidied up. Many decorations had not yet been put up. Now that the sun was high in the sky, there were only a few hours until nightfall. They were even busier.
After the old housekeeper left, Xie Lige put down the teacup in his hand. He explained to the somewhat stiff Gu Xichao, "Grandpa is the late Emperor's personal eunuch. His status in the residence is not ordinary. He is my elder. In the future, you will naturally have to be respectful to him."
Gu Xichao nodded seriously.
The youth raised his head and asked the question in his heart one word at a time, "Who are you?"
This question had been buried in his heart for a long time. From the imperial physician three days ago to the late Emperor now, Gu Xichao had guessed many people's identity. However, he had never guessed the identity of this man.
The imperial physician was there for him to choose from, the late Emperor's personal eunuch served at his side, and the group of people outside all called him Imperial Preceptor.
Xie Lige lowered his head and smiled at him. His eyes were warm and elegant. He said, "Who do you think I am?"
Gu Xichao looked straight at him. He thought of the recent events in Jingdou and suddenly had an association in his heart. Just as he was about to speak, a large hand covered his head and rubbed it.
He heard a low and calm voice.
"It's getting late. Go to sleep."
After speaking, the man lifted his feet and left.
Xie Lige turned left and right all the way back to his room. He was not worried about Gu Xichao at all. In a moment, the old housekeeper would come back and take him to the courtyard. Right now, he had another headache.
"Lao Er, is the little Emperor really that angry?" Xie Lige pushed open the door to his room and asked the system with a headache.
The system opened the page and looked at the little Emperor's blue bar that was going up and down. It said sympathetically, "Almost. I think only the moment when you threw him into the chicken coop can compare."
Oh, that's good.
Xie Lige thought about it and felt that he could bear it. He immediately relaxed and even leaned on the bed happily.
"Tomorrow, bring A Dynasty to see the little Emperor. That way, he should not be angry."
The system was stunned by the scene he described. It stared blankly and said, "You really are not afraid of death …"
The two little wolf cubs arguing with each other. He could already imagine that scene.
Especially the little Emperor's ability to cry whenever he wanted. He should find an excuse to leave tomorrow.
"Useless."
Xie Lige felt the system's thoughts in a second and said coldly.
The system cried bitterly. "You are useless. You are the most useless. In the whole world, you are the only one who is not afraid of the sky falling and the earth splitting. Is it good to see these two little wolf cubs arguing?
Is the little Emperor easy to provoke???
Don't you see that the whole imperial court thinks that he is black-hearted? "
Oh.
Black-Hearted was taught by this person in front of him.
The system thought of this and cried even harder. It kept burping.
It even dared to scold the host. "Old bastard, do you want to see the old fox, the late Emperor!!!"
Xie Lige heard the late Emperor's words. His hands paused for a moment, but he quickly resumed his movements. He said coldly, "What are you afraid of? Two rookies from the novice village are pecking at each other."