The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

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At night, Shangguan Yan came from Pucheng and went to the military camp first.

It was only when she entered the city that she heard that the eldest grandson of the emperor had come. Based on her understanding of the two sons, one was looking for a wife and the other was looking for a younger brother. Most of them were in the barracks at the moment.

Sure enough, she saw Gu Jiao and her two brothers in Xuan Ping Hou's camp.

Shangguan Qing was already asleep, and Gu Jiao was giving him an infusion.

He had a bad appetite these days, Gu Jiao gave him some rehydration from time to time.

But tonight, the atmosphere in the camp seems to be a bit more dignified.

Shangguan Yan's expression changed: "What's wrong? Is something wrong? Is Qing'er not well?"

Shangguan Qing's situation was not very good. He had been relying on the medicine from the National Teacher Hall to suppress the toxicity, making him look like a normal person. In fact, his body had already been exhausted.

Ye Qing said, he won't be too painful to walk, but he will become more and more lethargic, maybe one day he will fall asleep and never wake up again.

Xiao Heng shared Shangguan Qing's thoughts with Shangguan Yan.

Shangguan Yan sat down on the chair in a daze: "He, did he really decide to do this?"

Go to Zhao country.

It means that he completely gave up the antidote.

The country of Zhao is far away, and no one can guarantee that he will not die of poison on the way.

If he gets poisoned, wouldn't it be a waste of time to make this trip?

Thinking of her son dying alone on the way back to Zhao Country, Shangguan Yan's heart felt like a knife was twisted!

She didn't want to miss seeing her son for the last time!

"Ah Heng...I can't bear to..."

At this moment, she is not an iron-hearted princess, she is just an ordinary mother.

But at the same time, she also understood that she had no right to prevent Shangguan Qing from meeting Princess Xinyang.

"Master Hou, Chang Jing, and Ye Qing are going north,

Let me inquire, Dark Night Island is in that direction, if the road is easy, they would have taken Shangguan Qing with them. If you don't bring it, it means that this trip is a narrow escape. "

The extreme north has extremely bad weather. The blizzard ravages the ice field, and with the coming of winter, it will become impossible for even experts to walk through.

Shangguanqing probably wanted to understand this point before deciding to give up waiting for Zicao.

He wants to use the last time of his life to go back to his country and take a look at his home.

Meet your own mother.

Shangguan Yan choked up and said, "I took him away back then, and I never asked him if he agreed..."

Now he is grown up.

He couldn't decide his own birth, he couldn't even choose his own life, but he hoped to be able to choose how to leave.

Life or death should be his choice.

After taking the comfrey, there is only a 1/10,000 survival rate. If he fails, he will never be able to go back alive.

Whether he should gamble on this eventuality or use his whole life to meet his mother is up to him to decide.

In the tent, Shangguan Yan held her son's hand and cried all night.

...

This year's winter in Zhao Country was extremely cold. At the end of October, the first snow fell in the capital, and it snowed for half a month in November.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, it was sunny for a few days.

In a house on Zhuque Avenue, Princess Xinyang sat quietly by the bed and embroidered.

In the past, there were only pens, inks, papers and inkstones on her desk, but at some point, all of them were replaced with various kinds of fabrics.

She thought the room was stuffy, so she called Yujin to open the window lattice.

A little maid came in.

The little maid smiled and said, "Aunt Yujin is out, what orders does the princess have?"

"Open the window." Princess Xinyang said.

"But it's cold outside." The little maid was worried about her body.

Princess Xinyang said lightly, "I'm hot."

"Then, just drive for a while." The little maid said.

"Yes." Princess Xinyang nodded.

The little maid walked around the table and opened the window lattice with the pole.

The cold wind came in with the flying snow, and Princess Xinyang felt a burst of coolness, and even her dizzy head became clearer.

The little maid shivered.

It's so cold!

It's snowing again!

Princess Xinyang embroidered in the cold wind for a while, but the little maid didn't dare to let her do more, so she lowered the window lattice at the risk of being kicked out.

"Aunt Yujin said, you can't blow cold wind, you can't eat cold food, you can't..." The little girl lowered her head and said very confidently.

"Okay, I didn't say I'm going to punish you." Princess Xinyang didn't intend to argue with a little girl, but after sitting in the room for an hour, she really couldn't sit still.

"Bring me the cloak, and I'll go for a walk," she said.

"Ah, yes." The little servant girl took the cloak over in fear and put it on Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang got up, walked out of the room with swollen legs and feet, and came to the corridor.

The snow in the yard was swept clean, and non-slip grass mats were laid on the ground.

The little maid held an umbrella for her.

"Go to the greenhouse to have a look." Princess Xinyang said.

"Yes." The little maid answered, carefully supporting her.

The master and servant went to the greenhouse.

This house was originally quite big, and Princess Xinyang liked to grow flowers, so she directly used half of the house as a greenhouse.

The charcoal is burning in the greenhouse, and the temperature is high.

The little maid knew that her princess didn't go to enjoy the flowers, but she wanted to see if the old clothes from before were dried.

As soon as the two arrived at the door of the greenhouse, they heard a whispering sound from inside.

"What do you think the princess thinks? Why did you dig out the old clothes from so many years ago? Let us wash and dry them in the sun."

"Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you."

"If you hear it, you will hear it. Do you think I am the only one who said that? Everyone is spreading it in private!"

"What are you passing on?"

"The princess... actually has two sons!"

"what?"

"These children's clothes are half of the young master's and half of the other young master's. It's a pity that the child's life is not good, and he died before he was born! You say, we wash and dry the clothes of the young master. Forget it, why wash that child? It’s bad luck to wash dead people’s clothes on Chinese New Year’s Eve!”

The news of Zhaodu Xiaohou Ye coming back alive has already spread in the capital.

As for Xiao Qing's identity, although it has not been spread to the outside world, the servants who closed the door more or less listened to her when she and Yujin were arranging their clothes.

The little maid didn't dare to show her anger, she turned to look at Princess Xinyang, and sure enough, the princess's face was icy cold.

Those two maids probably sensed the cold gaze behind them, they turned their heads in a daze, and when they saw Princess Xinyang, they were so frightened that they knelt down on the ground!

Princess Xinyang walked over quickly.

The little maid was terrified: "Princess! Slow down!"

Princess Xinyang came in front of the two of them and yelled: "Get up! You have stained my son's clothes!"

The maid who spoke so rudely just now happened to be holding a small dress that Xiao Qing wore when she was born.

The maid trembled and handed the dirty clothes to Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang looked at her son's dirty clothes, and for some reason felt a burst of sadness from her heart.

"Princess!"

Yujin came back from shopping. She heard that Princess Xinyang had gone to the greenhouse, so she hurried over to have a look.

I didn't know to see this scene.

She didn't immediately ask what happened to the two maids who were kneeling on the ground, but directly ordered the little maid: "Take them down first, and I'll deal with them later!"

"Yes!" The little maid put away the umbrella in her hand and handed it to Yujin.

Yujin took the oil-paper umbrella, and said softly to Princess Xinyang, who was on the verge of collapse: "Princess, Jingkong is here to see you."

After Xiao Jingkong returned to the capital, he often came to visit Princess Xinyang, and Yujin just met him at the door.

Princess Xinyang liked being empty very much. When she heard him coming, she pulled away from her extreme emotions and took the dirty clothes back to the house with her own hands.

Xiao Jingkong studied in the Imperial College for a month, and he returned to his former self in vain. After this New Year's Eve, he will be six years old.

But he still looks like he is five years old, so I really worry about him.

Princess Xinyang asked someone to boil a bowl of goat milk for him, put honey and red beans, it was very delicious.

Xiao Jingkong finished his drink and sat on the stool to talk with Princess Xinyang.

"Princess, you look good today, and you are getting more and more beautiful!"

Princess Xinyang was amused by him: "Really?"

"Of course, and." Xiao Jingkong looked Princess Xinyang up and down, opened his mouth, and said, "It's also become cuter."

Princess Xinyang exposed him: "You obviously didn't intend to say that."

"Ah." Xiao Jingkong raised his two little hands and scratched his little head, "You can see this too...well, Jiaojiao asked me to say that!"

"Is Jiaojiao back?" Princess Xinyang asked.

Xiao Jingkong shook his head, and said seriously: "No, Jiaojiao said it before! Jiaojiao said, you can't say that girls are fat, girls are fat, they are all cute enough to bloat!"

"Pfft—" Yu Jin on the side couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

If you want to say that the princess is fat, just say so.

However, the princess is not fat.

"What did you learn in the Imperial College today?" Princess Xinyang didn't continue the above topic, but asked about his homework instead.

"Today is the "Book of Filial Piety." Xiao Jingkong recited the content of the class completely, and explained it in his own words.

Princess Xinyang nodded, all of them were right.

She touched his little head: "What a smart boy."

Xiao Jingkong rolled his eyes: "Is that because I'm smart or my brother-in-law is smart?"

Princess Xinyang was amused by him: "They are all smart."

Xiao Jingkong frowned bitterly.

Why are both bad brother-in-law and him smart?

Obviously a bad brother-in-law is always the last one in the exam.

In fact, he was able to ask this question, subconsciously admitting that the bad brother-in-law is very smart, but he didn't realize it himself.

He straightened his body and said, "I will be admitted to the first prize earlier than my brother-in-law!"

What Xiao Jingkong didn't know at this time was that he was indeed the champion of high school earlier than the bad brother-in-law, but he was not the champion of literature.

"Clear air! Going to shoot arrows!"

Xu Congee's voice came from outside the door.

"Oh! I forgot to make an appointment with them to go archery!" Xiao Jingkong jumped down from the stool and bowed politely to Princess Xinyang, "Princess, I'm leaving first, and I'll come to see you another day."

"Okay." Princess Xinyang nodded with gentle eyes, and asked Yujin to send Xiao Qingkong to the carriage.

When Yujin came back, Princess Xinyang was arranging the little dress that was soiled by the maid.

"Qing Kong and A-Heng are really similar when they were young." So when seeing Qing Kong, it was like seeing A-Heng when he was half an hour old, which made Princess Xinyang miss him very much.

Yujin smiled: "Isn't it? They are all smart, they all like to take the first place, and they are all bored and mischievous."

Xiao Heng was not as obedient as he looked when he was a child, he was not allowed to climb trees, he climbed secretly, and he was not allowed to eat candy, so he and Long Yi drilled into the kitchen.

Princess Xinyang occasionally gets angry and wants to beat him, but he also knows to call Long to take him away and come back when her anger subsides.

Thinking of Xiao Heng's childhood, Princess Xinyang thought it was funny at first, and after laughing for a while, her expression was tinged with sadness.

She lowered her head, stroked the little clothes in her hand, and said calmly, "Tell me, what would Qing'er look like if she was still alive?"

Is it as naughty as Ah Heng?

Is it as smart as Ah Heng?

Is it too much to pretend like Ah Heng?

Does he know how to read? Will you still practice martial arts?

Would he like to roam around, or would he like to be around her?

Yujin looked at her worriedly: "Princess..."

Princess Xinyang shook her head, resisting the pain of losing her son in her heart: "I'm fine, but I always think about that child recently."

Yujin glanced at the little clothes in her hand: "Think about others when you see things, princess, I'd better take the clothes of the young master and put them away."

Princess Xinyang didn't speak. She glanced at the table and said, "Xiao Jingkong's book is left here. You can find someone to send it to Bishui Hutong later."

"Okay." Yujin just responded.

There was a light knock on the door.

"I'll open the door." Yujin said.

She came to the door and opened the courtyard door forcefully.

Yujin saw a familiar figure, with an exquisite face, as elegant as jade, a little less youthful, and a hint of maturity, stability, and self-restraint in the brows that are about to reach the crown.

Yujin was shocked: "Young Lord! Princess! Little Lord is back!"

"Aheng?" Princess Xinyang was overjoyed, she didn't care to put on the cloak, and hurried out of the room.

In the wind and snow, she saw the son she missed every day.

Xiao Heng's body was covered with wind and snow, it could be seen that he had been standing at the door for a while.

He stepped over the threshold and did not immediately go forward to reunite with Princess Xinyang, but turned around and looked behind him.

"come in."

"elder brother."