Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Chapter 76:

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==Chapter 76==

At the same time, Xiaobao, the little cub mentioned by King Jin, had woken up.

He found himself lying in the arms of a woman with large breasts. He seemed to be riding in a carriage, which he could tell from the bumps.

When the woman saw him waking up, she immediately lifted up her clothes to feed him.

Xiaobao's face is full of disgust. Why do these people want to breastfeed when they see him? Why does he have a face that wants to breastfeed?

If Yao Niang wanted to feed him, he would feel shy and peaceful, and others would be completely disgusted, including Nai Niang He.

Even now Xiaobao clearly knows that Nurse He is a good person and treats him very wholeheartedly. But Nurse He just couldn't change it at all. She always wanted to feed him milk and didn't want him to eat with a spoon.

It seems that in their minds, it is right for the baby to eat it with his breast in his mouth.

When the woman saw that Xiaobao refused to eat, she did not force him anymore. She held him in her arms and stuffed him with a rattle.

It can be seen that the other party is prepared. The small table of the carriage is filled with things that the little baby likes to play with. Apparently he is afraid that he will cry while walking on the road. Judging from this, that girl Dong'er was bribed by someone. I don't know who the people behind her are.

While Xiaobao was thinking, the carriage stopped, and the woman carried him and a man who seemed to be her husband into an inn.

Xiaobao didn't try to yell. For a baby who can't talk or walk, no matter how hysterical he screamed, others would just think he was making trouble. So he was very obedient, even though he was very angry, he still pretended to be innocent and played with the rattle.

"This kid is really heartless!" the woman said after entering the room.

You are so **** heartless, looking down on Milkman? ! Xiaobao cursed in his heart. I couldn't help but think that my mother should be worried to death right now.

At the same time, there was a wave of worry in his heart. After such a fight, Xiaobao also realized that the person who stole him did not simply want to vent his hatred or deal with his mother or something, but probably had an ulterior motive.

But what is the purpose?

His mother is just a little concubine. Although she is favored, she cannot bless him. My father hated him so much that he probably wished that he would die right now so that he would never have a thorn in his flesh again.

Although this idea makes Xiaobao very frustrated, it is a fact. He is not his father's son.

"What do you think our master is doing to steal a baby?" the woman asked curiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask!"

The woman immediately shut up and became silent.

*

Xiao Bao was not found in the entire palace, and Yao Niang felt like the sky was falling.

As soon as she came out of the princess's courtyard, her legs became weak.

Yu Chan supported her from the side and comforted her: "Madam, don't worry, Chief Fu has already ordered people to search outside, and several city gates are also being watched. This is Jincheng, His Highness's fiefdom, plug in They can't fly out even if they don't have wings."

"Really?"

Yu Chan nodded.

Yao Niang also had some confidence inexplicably, which came from her confidence in King Jin, but she still couldn't help but feel anxious.

I didn't sleep all night, and it wasn't until the light came out that Yao Niang couldn't help but fall asleep for a while.

In less than half an hour, I woke up from my dream.

Chaohui Hall kept sending messages, and seeing that they were indeed looking for her, and that she had put in all the effort to find her, Yao Niang could still feel more at ease.

What she fears most now is that someone will hate her too much and take the child to vent their hatred. Don't be afraid of stealing it, as long as you don't kill it.

But as soon as she thought of this possibility, Yao Niang became restless and frightened.

The breakfast was useless and was withdrawn as is.

Seeing Yao Niang sitting in front of the window, looking out like a statue, Yu Chan and the others were also worried. But he didn't know what to comfort him, so he could only remain silent.

Axia is here.

My eyes were swollen and full of red bloodshot eyes. It looked like I had been crying all night last night.

This is indeed the case. Ever since she found out that her little treasure was lost due to her negligence, A-Xia cried to death several times.

When Yao Niang saw her coming, she just looked at her and said nothing.

After all, there is no resentment in my heart. When despair comes repeatedly, I can't help but think about what ifs and what-ifs. If A-Xia could be more alert, if A-Xia didn't go for that trick, maybe Xiaobao wouldn't be lost now.

But who would have thought that Dong'er had ulterior motives. This huge child from the royal palace was gone as soon as he said it was gone, and he didn't even know why he was gone.

"Madam, I'm sorry..."

Yao Niang really didn’t want to comfort anyone, but looking at A Xia’s pitiful appearance, she couldn’t help but think of how well she treated Xiao Bao. She couldn’t help but sigh and said, “Don’t blame yourself too much, it happened. No one is willing to do such a thing."

Unfortunately, this comfort was too light, and Axia was still sobbing.

Yao Niang didn’t want to talk any more. She was just thinking about her own thoughts when suddenly something was stuffed in her hand.

She was startled, looked at A-Xia, and ordered: "Hong Si, go and make me a cup of tea."

When Hong Silk went out, she looked at the thing in her hand. It was a piece of folded paper.

Axia whispered: "This morning, I got up and found that someone had stuffed this into my room door. It said to give it to you while avoiding people. I didn't want to bring it to you, but after thinking about it, I felt that I couldn't hide it from you. ..."

Yao Niang is literate and goes to read it. Sure enough, it says so.

It also says that if you want your child to be safe, go somewhere outside the city alone. If you inform others, you will be responsible for the consequences.

Yao Niang was shocked and couldn't help but hold the note tightly in her hand.

She glanced at Axia.

Axia still lowered her head and wiped her tears, explaining: "Madam, you'd better not go. You are a woman. I don't know who the person who wrote this piece of paper is and what he wants to do. If there is someone good or bad..."

"I know."

"You'd better tell His Highness..."

"I have my own opinion on this matter, just don't tell others."

A Xia glanced at her worriedly, nodded and left.

Yao Niang fell into deep thought.

*

Some things you know you can't do, but you still do them. This is probably called knowingly doing something.

It took a lot of effort for Yao Niang to get rid of the girls around her. Of course, Axia's help was indispensable. It was she who went to find A-Xia in person. Although A-Xia tried to persuade her, he still couldn't persuade her.

At the side door, Zhou Sheng was waiting there driving a mule cart with several vegetable baskets.

Although a child has been lost in the house, he is not a serious master after all, and he is not to the extent of banning the family. Everything in the palace was still business as usual, at least in the eyes of the servants. At most, they knew that Mrs. Su's son was lost.

"Yao Niang, no, it's Mrs. Su." Zhou Sheng looked at Yao Niang with almost greedy eyes, wishing to engrav every strand of her hair in his heart. He knew that she was not what he wanted, but when he saw her in person again, he realized that he still missed her.

What a pity...

Yao Niang lowered her head and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhou." She thought about it and found that only Zhou Sheng in this house could help her. She originally thought that Zhou Sheng would not agree, but she never expected that he would come without saying a word.

"No thanks, hurry up and get in the car. Where are you going? They all said that Xiaobao was lost. How did he lose Xiaobao? Did you sneak out this time, was it..."

"Brother Zhou, don't ask, okay?" Yao Niang interrupted him.

"Okay, I won't ask, I will take you wherever you go." It can be anywhere in the world.

"Thank you, Brother Zhou..."

……

In Rongxi Courtyard, Hongsi stood next to Yuchan and said, "Sister Yuchan, do you think His Highness will be angry if we let Madam go like this?"

"It's Chief Fu who told me, let Madam do whatever she wants."

"But..." But he didn't just watch the lady sneak out of the palace.

"Okay, these things shouldn't be our concern as slaves. Madam is fine, there are people following you."

Yu Chan knew that An Eleven had been secretly protecting his wife. That guy was worthy of being ranked eleven. His concealment skills were really bad, and she could always see through his traces. She didn’t know how to pronounce the kung fu.

"By the way, where is Axia?"

"She..."

*

The nanny actually ran away with the coachman!

In Chaohui Hall, the face of the King of Jin is as black as ink.

Next to him, Fucheng couldn't help but glance at him, then glanced at him again.

He really didn't want to admit that he was watching Prince Jin's joke, but His Highness's expression was really wonderful.

This is probably the so-called shooting oneself in the foot?

But Fucheng didn't dare to say that. He still wanted to live a few more years.

"Well, Your Highness, don't blame the madam. In fact, it's not that the madam can't trust you. After all, she doesn't know anything. She should not be able to trust the old slave."

After all, King Jin is still 'unconscious'. Yao Niang naturally thinks that Fucheng will not bother with a child who is not King Jin. She feels distressed because of her own child, so she jumped down knowing that there was a pit on the other side. .

"If not, will the old slave ask An Eleven to chase the madam back?"

King Jin snorted coldly and said nothing.

"Don't think too much, Your Highness. Madam must be looking for the child. She probably also thought that everyone else in the house was unreliable, so she went to find the coachman..."

Well, it’s okay if I don’t say it. Once I mentioned it, King Jin’s face turned even darker.

Yes, none of them are reliable, only the coachman is reliable.

"Hey, that's not what I meant, old slave. Madam must have thought that everyone in the house is looking at His Highness's face. His Highness doesn't like the child, and others naturally don't dare to like it either. But the coachman is different. He said before that he doesn't like the child. If you mind that child, you want to marry your wife..."

An Shi listened so hard that he almost wanted to cover his ears. Uncle Fu, can you speak? His Highness's face turned purple.

Prince Jin’s face was indeed ugly, but he was also slightly startled.

He doesn't like that child? Everybody knows?

"My king's thoughts are so easy to guess, so you all know that I don't like that little brat?"

Tsk, even a deaf person can hear it.

Fu Cheng didn't seem to notice, lowering his head and murmuring: "Isn't it obvious? How much you love Mrs. Su, how much you don't want to see the child in your heart. The child is obviously a thorn in your flesh, and the family in this house There are a few stupid people up and down, and even Mrs. Su probably knows that."

So she would rather trust the coachman than trust him?

I don’t believe that he can protect her properly, I don’t believe that he can prevent her from being wronged, I don’t believe that he can definitely protect that kid from getting into trouble. Even if he, Prince Jin, is despicable and unscrupulous, he will never deal with a brat.

But at the same time, there was a voice in his heart telling him, you really don’t like that little brat, so don’t lie to yourself. You wish he could disappear so that no one would poke her wounds or poke your heart and lungs. Pipe it.

Without that little cub, you would let her give birth to countless little Jin Wang Xiao Yao Niang, and then she would gradually forget all that.

But now there is no Little Jin Wang Xiao Yao Niang, only a little cub.

King Jin couldn't help but think of the first time he saw that little boy. He was white and fat, pink and tender, with little arms and legs that looked like lotus joints. He would not admit that he was jealous at the time. Everything that came out of her belly should be his seed.

It's a pity that the little boy is not.

"...Oh, that child was Mrs. Su's life, and now she doesn't even want her life..."

This old guy Fucheng is getting more and more verbose! King Jin thought, and suddenly he had a clear understanding in his heart.

He stood up.

"Your Highness, what are you—" Fucheng raised his head in surprise.

The King of Jin ignored him and asked someone to come in and change his clothes.

He had no intention of showing up in person, because there were countless things that needed him to strategize. Now that the fishing net has been cast, it should be caught in one catch.

But now he suddenly didn't want to go according to plan. He felt that he should change his approach.

He suddenly remembered the letter sent back by Dark Eleven. He was absent that time, and he will definitely not be absent this time. As for the coachman, get him as far away as possible!

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The red envelope is still the same, okay?