Chapter Eighty-four: Suffocated

  Grow a black line of hair.

  The eighth prince still looked up at her with a small face full of expectation.

  Chao Sheng whispered: "Your Highness, I also won't catch it... How about we ask someone else to catch it?"

  There are special people in the palace who do this kind of work, just so that the masters won't be disturbed.

  The term "Sticky Situation" known to later generations was originally used for this purpose, but later evolved into something like an intelligence agency, and even had assassination weapons like the "Blood Dripper".

  Anyway, got sidetracked.

  The eighth prince shook his head: "No need to call others, we'll catch it ourselves, we must be able to catch it"

  He was afraid of startling others and being caught by Dong Zhi and Nai Nang.

  The tide can only die of a horse as a living horse doctor: "Okay, then try to see..."

  However, Chao Sheng wouldn't foolishly use the pole to knock on trees. She went back to the kitchen and fetched a thin bamboo strip, bent it into shape, and tied her own handkerchief around it, thus creating a simple net bag at the end of the pole.

  Who would have thought, it's possible that Chao Sheng really has this... Um, after being roasted by the sun to the point of sweating on her back and face, feeling dizzy and dry-mouthed, she actually managed to catch a cicada.

  The eighth prince was extremely excited and clapped his hands, saying: "Tide birth you're really capable"

  Chao Sheng could only smile wryly.

  She's completely useless... It's all Eighth Prince forcing a duck onto a perch.

  The eighth prince looked up and saw that the cicada in his handkerchief was surprisingly calm.

  "Your Highness wants it?"

  The eighth prince stretched out his hand, thought for a moment and then withdrew it: "Forget it... Last time I pinched it, I pinched off the butterfly's wings... You take it for me first."

  Chao Sheng thought of an idea: "Your Highness doesn't have a cricket cage? Why not find the cage and put the cicada inside?"

  The eighth prince scratched his head: "But I don't know where the cage is."

  In short, he just didn't want to go back and didn't want Dong Zhi Xia Bi and others to catch him.

  "Well, I'll make a silk pouch, and Your Highness can take it back with you."

  The eighth prince nodded repeatedly.

  Chao Sheng had no choice but to take this little ancestor back to his own house, poured a cup of warm tea for him to drink, and then rummaged through the needlework basket, finding a piece of the thinnest and most transparent gauze in the scraps of fabric. He couldn't even remember where he got this piece of cloth from. Chao Sheng threaded his needle and sewed it up with practiced movements.

  Sew both sides together, thread a ribbon in the middle, carefully push the cicada inside, and then tighten the opening.

  The gauze is thin and semi-transparent, and the cicadas inside can be seen very clearly.

  This thing isn't very big, but it feels quite heavy in the palm of my hand. It hasn't made a sound all morning, probably because it's been frightened. The Eighth Prince also asked: "Why doesn't it make any noise?"

  "Your Highness will put it in the tent at night and it should be called."

  The eighth prince happily took the knew and poked it with his finger, then quickly withdrew his hand, as if afraid of poking it again.

  "Chao Sheng, you're really great. You can cook and catch shrimp. I'll ask Fourth Brother if it's okay for you to come serve at my place?"

  The tide is rising, twinkling eyes.

  Uh, this is probably her first poaching experience since she came to ancient times?

  Of course, if the eighth prince is now a handsome young man instead of a little bean sprout, then this sentence... uh, has a different flavor to it.

  But Chao Sheng absolutely did not want to go to the Eighth Prince's side

  Joking aside, can an ordinary person handle the extraordinary energy of the eighth prince?

  Besides, with the Fourth Prince's engagement being settled, it is likely that Chao Sheng will be able to follow him out of the palace and leave the imperial city. The farther away from the Empress Dowager, the safer he will be.

  And the Fourth Prince... Although Chao Sheng doesn't know much about him, the Fourth Prince is indeed a man with a good reputation. Following such a master, at least others will give you some face. As the saying goes, when beating a dog, one must consider its owner. If he followed the Eighth Prince... uh...

  What is meant by "a person's words carry weight"?

  What children say is not taken seriously and carries no weight.

  Serving the Fourth Prince is probably, possibly... relatively stable. Because the Fourth Prince's character and temperament have taken shape, he is a good person to serve. The Eighth Prince may not be so certain.

  Chao Sheng laughed and told a joke about cicadas. The eighth prince burst out laughing, and the matter was thus glossed over.

  After making up his mind, Chao Sheng decided to appear less in front of the Eighth Prince.

  Although children have a big forgetfulness, they probably don't remember once they turn their faces away.

  What if he remembered?

  He really wants it from the Fourth Prince, and the Fourth Prince has always been a considerate brother who is good to his younger brothers - would he say no?

  Chao Sheng respectfully sent off the eighth prince and let out a long sigh of relief.

  "Corals just saw: 'Chao Sheng sister, was that the Eighth Imperial Prince just now?'"

  "Uh-huh."

  "What brings Your Highness...to our humble abode?"

  Chao Sheng smiled silently and didn't make a sound.

  But soon everyone knew about it, and even the fourth prince asked her that night: "Did you help eighth brother catch a thief?"

  Chao Sheng lowered her head: "When the Eighth Prince came over... I had just finished washing clothes..."

  "Caught it?"

  Chao nodded slightly.

  The fourth prince held his pen and smiled: "I didn't know you had such skills."

  Is this considered flattery?

  Doesn't sound very much like it.

  Chao Sheng suddenly thought of something and took advantage of the situation to say: "Your Highness, I have something to say..."

  This is not a good thing to say, but Chao Sheng thinks that now is a good opportunity, so he might as well take the initiative to give the Fourth Prince a preventive shot. Otherwise, one day the Eighth Prince will think of that matter again, and she will inexplicably change her mind.

  Chao Sheng's face turned slightly red - not because of shyness, but due to embarrassment.

  The fourth prince rarely saw her with such an expression, and he was intrigued: "What's up? Spit it out."

  "Hmm, the eighth prince casually mentioned today that he wants to take you away to serve him..."

  The fourth prince's expression on his face changed slightly, but Chao Sheng didn't notice.

  "Do you want to go back?"

  Chao Sheng busily shook his head: "No. I want to ask Your Highness, if the Eighth Prince really proposes, you must not agree..."

  The fourth prince did not make a sound, and Chao Sheng waited for a while before he could not help but lift his head to look.

  The result and the fourth prince's eyes met directly.

  The fourth prince's eyes seemed gentle and firm, with the candlelight reflected in them, that spark of fire flickering.

  A wave of inexplicable panic rose up, and he hastily lowered his head again.

  According to the rules, she shouldn't be looking at her master like that either.

  The fourth prince asked: "Don't you want to go back?"

  Chao Sheng replied in a low voice: "Yes."

  "Why?"

  There are too many reasons for this, and it's hard to list them one by one.

  Chao Sheng could only say: "I am willing to serve Your Highness forever... so I beg of you, don't drive me out..."

  After waiting for a while, there was still no response from the Fourth Prince, so Chao Sheng tentatively asked: "Your Highness?"

  The fourth prince's fingers gently stroked the pen holder and said softly, "Don't worry, as long as you don't want to leave... I won't let you go to someone else."

  The arrival of the tide brings great joy.

  The fourth prince is a man of his word, what he says counts.

  She hastily said: "Thank you, Your Highness."

  The fourth prince smiled: "Mo Du is done."

  The tide is born busy and re-adds water to grind ink.

  The ink stick grinds out a faint and even sound on the inkstone.

  Overjoyed on one hand, yet feeling a bit strange on the other hand ——

  Uh, what was it that the Fourth Prince just promised...

  No matter how carefully I savor it, I always feel that there's something... something...

  That... an indescribable taste.

  The study only opened one window and the weather was a bit sultry. Chao Sheng felt that his nose tip and neck were all sweating, and his face was hot.

  Why is it so hot? Why is it so quiet?

  It was so quiet that she seemed to be able to hear her own heartbeat.

  The fourth prince's lips curled up with a hint of a smile, his brush danced across the paper, leaving behind marks that resembled flowing water and drifting clouds.

  At night, Chao Sheng had a dream. In the dream, she was holding a stick and kept hitting a tree with all her might. She knew she wasn't hitting a cicada, and she also knew someone was standing behind her. However, she didn't dare turn around to look at that person, but instead mechanically swung the stick against the tree again and again.

  She also said unclearly why she didn't dare turn back.

  When she woke up in the morning, her head was covered with sweat and her arms ached.

  I don't know if it was because I was too tired from catching fish yesterday or if she had an aftereffect of desperately waving her pole in her dream.

  The weather was gloomy and sultry from early morning, but the rain just wouldn't fall.

  Chao's life was busy, and Chun Mo found her to do hair together again.

  Soak the half-open *** in vegetable oil, seal the bottle and let it sit for 7-8 days. The fragrance of *** will infuse into the oil, which can be used to comb hair, making it fragrant and smooth.

  Chao Sheng laughed and said: "Jasmine has a clear fragrance, Spring Mo sister, where did you get so many ***?"

  The Autumn Palace is not suitable for jasmine.

  "They were brought from Yichun Palace, they have a lot there."

  Chao Sheng picked out some wilted yellow flowers and left the complete and plump ones.

  "Actually, there's a big patch of osmanthus flowers behind, and in autumn we can make osmanthus oil together."

  Chun Mo shook her head and said, "I don't like the taste of osmanthus, and jasmine is too strong for me. I remember when I was a child in my hometown, my cousins used some kind of wild flower that had a light and pleasant fragrance. Unfortunately, I don't know what it is... even if I did, we wouldn't be able to find it in the palace."

  "Hmm, come to think of it, the fragrance of osmanthus is a bit strong... I don't really like it either..."

  The tide suddenly stopped.

  Something happened...

  It seemed very important, and flashed through her mind in an instant.

  "Yes. We have a large area of Osmanthus fragrans forest, but we still need to ask others for flowers to make hair oil..."

  Osmanthus fragrans forest, Osmanthus fragrance...

  There was also a time in memory, with a strong osmanthus fragrance...

  She doesn't like the fragrance of osmanthus either, actually it's not because the fragrance is too strong.

  But there is one thing that is intertwined with the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

  It was the night when Concubine Chen gave birth

  The tide has come into the house.

  There is no incense in the house.

  Madam Chen said that there was no need to burn incense in the house, because it happened to be around Mid-Autumn Festival, and both osmanthus trees were blooming, filling the air with fragrance through the window screens, making the whole house fragrant.

  So at that time, there was no incense in the house at all.

  Later, rumors spread in the palace that Guifei and Chenfei were related to a miscarriage, saying it was something about incense...

  But there is no incense in the house at all.

  He remembered this point very clearly.

  So Guifei, Xunxiang and all those things have absolutely nothing to do with Chenfei's miscarriage.

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  Um, hugs for everyone.

  Da Chengzi is no longer interested in FC... Last time I went, he didn't eat anything I bought.

  This time, let him order for himself, he looked at it for a long time and surprisingly shook his head saying: "I won't eat..."

  Wow, I'm really touched! This kid is finally tired of chicken nuggets and mashed potatoes.