Concubine Xu barely opened her eyes. She walked back and forth several times and tried her best to give birth to the baby. She was so exhausted that she couldn't speak. She could only look at Cheng Qianye and the baby in her hands.
Although he was not very familiar with her, by watching her birth process, Cheng Qianye deeply understood how difficult it is to be a mother.
She sat by the bed, handed the child to Concubine Xu, and comforted her: "It's okay. It's all over. Everything is worth it. You see..."
Cheng Qianye lowered her head and glanced at the crumpled and monkey-like baby in the swaddling clothes. She felt that she couldn't express what a beautiful baby she was. She had no choice but to continue with these words in embarrassment,
"What a... fat baby, with flesh all over his face."
Concubine Xu stretched out her cold hands from the quilt and grabbed Cheng Qianye with red eyes: "From now on, my life is yours."
Her originally soft goose-yellow color was lit up with a bright golden edge.
It turns out that such a soft woman can be so firm and loyal.
Cheng Qianye was a little surprised to receive the allegiance of such a weak woman.
…
At this moment in Yang's house, Mrs. Yang was a little undecided after listening to her brother Yang Su's angry phone call.
"My good sister, my nephew is young and doesn't know what's important. You have to persuade him. This military merit award must not be implemented. Doesn't this mean that all his slaves have been let go in vain?" Yang Su advised earnestly, " What’s more, I heard that his move was just a cover for a prostitute named Mo Qiaosheng to get out of slavery.”
"I know that Mr. Mo Qiao, Yu'er does like him, but..."
"Monsters have always brought disaster to the country. The Xia Dynasty was overthrown by Empress Wuxi, and the Shang Dynasty was overthrown by the demon concubine Daji. I think this Mo Qiaosheng is a disaster. I heard that my nephew used the yellow gelding of the late Marquis in exchange for Han Quanlin wanted to use a city to deal with this person, but he didn't agree. "
"Is this really happening?" Mrs. Yang sat up straight, "But... Yu'er takes him very seriously. If I interfere at will, I'm afraid I will hurt mother and son."
A personal female officer of Mrs. Yang hurriedly entered. After saluting, she whispered a few words in her ear.
Mrs. Yang's expression changed several times, she slapped the armrest and said angrily: "How could Yuer behave like this!"
"That Mr. Mo Qiao is too arrogant because of his favor. Even in Changqiu, he dared to kill him. As someone close to Yu'er, he doesn't know how to advise Yu'er. He only stirs up trouble and doesn't even care about my people. In my eyes, it is indeed a scourge!”
After saying this, she stood up and went back to the palace.
Yang Su's wife, Mrs. Zhang, stood up and stopped her.
"Why did Auntie go back so angry?" She grabbed Mrs. Yang, pressed her shoulders, and asked her to sit back on the chair, "Please calm down first and listen to me."
Before Mrs. Yang got married, she was very convinced of this eldest sister-in-law. Now as she grew older, the relationship between the two became closer, so she suppressed her temper and sat down.
"According to me, it was the Da Changqiu Ji family who brought it upon herself. The Lord first returned to the country, just when he was about to establish his authority. She just didn't know what was good and disobeyed the King in public. She deserved to die." She served it to Mrs. Yang. A cup of tea, "As for that Mr. Mo Qiao, he is just a lowly slave. There is no need for you mother and son to have a direct conflict over such a thing. If there is a sudden twist and the mother and son are at odds, it will only make people laugh."
"Listen to me, when you return to the palace, you must not mess around with your nephew, and you should also praise him for handling it properly. After a few days, just..." She whispered a few words in Mrs. Yang's ear.
"Sister-in-law is still thoughtful." Mrs. Yang nodded.
Yang Su did not forget to explain: "My sister must not be merciful. Dealing with this Mo Qiaosheng and then slowly persuading the lord to abolish the new policy will be the most beneficial policy for the country."
Mrs. Yang returned to the palace and complained about Cheng Qianye's execution of the Ji family. Although she was suppressing dissatisfaction in her heart, she did not say much.
Cheng Qianye was busy with everything, so he just left it alone.
A few days later, news came that Pei Zhen had conquered Nanyang City.
Li Wenguang led the remaining troops to evacuate the Nanyang area and evacuate further south.
The situation suddenly became tense. The new domestic army was just being built, and everything was not yet complete.
Weimingshan has been besieging Bianzhou for a long time. If Pei Zang really sends his troops north to join forces with Weimingshan, Bianzhou's situation will be really precarious.
The dispatch of troops was imminent. He Lanzhen was training the new army, Zhang Fu was coordinating the food and grass, and Cheng Qianye was in the middle to regulate the major forces in the DPRK. Each was busy without touching the ground.
Just past noon.
Cheng Qianye ended the court discussion and walked towards the Qianyuan Hall where important military affairs were handled. Concubine Xu looked anxious and hurriedly stopped her halfway.
"Why did you come out? Aren't you still confinement?"
"Hurry, my husband, please go back to the harem and take a look." Concubine Xu said anxiously, "My wife... my wife wants to give Mo Qiaosheng death."
"What are you talking about!" Cheng Qianye grabbed her hand, "Qiao Sheng is in the military camp during the day, how could the Madam suddenly want to execute him?"
"I... I don't know. I heard that the Tai Madam caught an adulterer in Concubine Jade's room, and it was Mo Qiaosheng. At this moment, the man has been captured by the guards, and he is pressed in front of the Tai Madam. He will be executed immediately."
Concubine Xu's face turned pale. She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, but she knew that Mo Qiaosheng had a different weight in Cheng Qianye's heart, so she had to tell Cheng Qianye about the matter and let Cheng Qianye make his own decision.
"Thank you." Cheng Qianye shook Concubine Xu's hand.
She turned to her bodyguard and said, "Call all our men, bring their weapons and follow me to the harem."
The so-called "our people" here refer to the personal attendants Cheng Qianye selected from the sergeants who came back from Bianzhou.
The previous brother Cheng Qianyu was originally a mediocre and incompetent person. In addition, he had only ascended the throne not long ago, so he had no control over the palace guards at all.
After Cheng Qianye crossed over, he stayed in Bianzhou outside the capital. The guarding forces here in the capital had long been divided among different camps.
She knew that implementing changes was a risky thing, so although the doctor in charge of guarding the palace gate, Helan Yanzhi, was considered to be on her side.
But she still selected a group of loyal and capable sergeants from the soldiers brought back from Bianzhou as her personal bodyguards.
At this moment in the harem, in front of Mrs. Yang, Mo Qiaosheng was pinned to the ground by several powerful guards. Next to him, a disheveled concubine collapsed on the ground, crying and complaining.
Mrs. Yang, who was in charge, said coldly: "Now that you have caught the adulterer in bed, and both the person and the stolen goods, what else do you have to argue with?"
Mo Qiaosheng gritted his teeth, knowing that he had stepped into a trap.
Today at the military camp, a palace official came to him and told him that his lord had something to do and asked him to return to the palace early.
Mo Qiaosheng did not doubt that he was there, so he followed him back and entered the master's bedroom on the day of his death. He saw a disheveled woman rolling down on the bed in panic.
Then, a group of wolf-like and tiger-like Suwei sergeants rushed in, grabbed the two of them without any explanation, and bundled them before the Dowager Madam.
Mo Qiaosheng gritted his teeth and said to himself secretly: I can't accept my fate easily, I must hold on until the master comes back.
A palace maid brought a tray with a pot of wine and two wine glasses.
Mrs. Yang raised her chin and said, "Send them on their way and keep their hands and feet clean."
The concubine named Yufei screamed, and two sturdy palace men pinched open her mouth mercilessly and poured poisoned wine into her mouth.
Concubine Yu covered her throat, giggled a few times, foamed at the mouth, beat back and forth on the ground a few times, and gradually shrank and stopped moving.
The two guards picked up Mo Qiaosheng, who showed no resistance, and were about to drink wine when Mo Qiaosheng suddenly flipped his wrists and escaped from their grasp.
He stretched out his long legs and kicked someone. Taking advantage of everyone's surprise, he turned over and ran away from the palace.
"Rebellion, rebellion." Mrs. Yang was furious and slapped the table and said, "Take him back quickly. I want to see where he can run to?"
The courtyard outside the palace was filled with warriors holding weapons. Mo Qiaosheng used his bare hands and spread out his body skills, like a trapped beast, bursting out with the most powerful force in his life.
A dozen soldiers surrounded him, but they couldn't take him down for a while.
Mrs. Yang stretched out her finger, pointed outside the palace, and said to Lu Mastiff, the chief guard in the palace: "These are the soldiers you trained? There are so many people who can't even take down a slave with bare hands? What use do I need from you?"
The muscles on Lu Mastiff's face trembled, and a fierce look appeared in his eyes. With a twist of his wrist, he stepped out of the palace gate himself and joined the battle group.
During the melee, Mo Qiaosheng felt a heavy blow on his Jianjing point.
Half of his body went numb and he swayed a bit, knowing something was wrong. He was a master, and his ability to identify and hit acupuncture points was both accurate and ruthless.
However, the situation did not allow him to think too much, and several weapons struck him in the wind.
Mo Qiaosheng barely dodged and was hit hard again at Shenque Point. His body went limp and he finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.
He was escorted back to the palace by several soldiers and pinned down in front of Mrs. Yang.
Mrs. Yang pointed at Mo Qiaosheng on the ground and cursed angrily: "You don't know the heights of the world, you are a despicable thing. I should have killed you long ago for making trouble."
An attendant stepped forward and raised Mo Qiaosheng's face, intending to pour him poisonous wine. Mo Qiaosheng gritted his teeth and resisted with all his strength.
It's making a fuss.
The door of the palace opened wide, and a group of guardsmen in armor and guns swarmed in. Each of these people had just retreated from the battlefield. They had seen blood with real swords and guns. They looked into the house with murderous intent. Line up on both sides.
Cheng Qianye stepped into the palace door with his hands behind his back and silently looked at the situation in the room for a long time.
He said softly: "Mother, what are you doing?"
She didn't speak loudly, but it made everyone in the hall feel numb.
In an instant, people were kneeling on the ground.
Mrs. Yang stood up and faced Cheng Qianye's indifferent eyes. She felt an unreasonable fear creeping up her cervical spine.
What am I afraid of? He is my biological son, no, my biological daughter. What else can she do to me
Mrs. Yang comforted herself.
She remembered that when her daughter was young, she secretly kept a stray dog that she didn't know where it came from. She was afraid that she would find it, so she carefully hid it.
But what happened in the palace could escape his eyes? That dog was too dirty and ugly to be worthy of a princess. So even though his daughter cried and begged him, he still ordered people to deal with the bitch mercilessly.
His daughter just struggled with him and cried for a while, but was finally coaxed back easily by him
It's the same this time, a daughter is still a daughter, nothing will happen to her.
Mrs. Yang calmed down and said, "My son, this man and the jade concubine..."
"Mother. Please retreat first." Cheng Qianye interrupted her.
Before Mrs. Yang could answer, she flicked her sleeves and shouted, "Everyone, get out!"
The female officials and attendants in the palace bowed their heads and quickly exited the palace gate.
The soldiers brought by Cheng Qianye were at the end. They closed the temple door and stood guard outside the temple.
Only Mrs. Yang, Cheng Qianye, and Mo Qiaosheng were lying on the ground unable to move for a while.
"My son, please listen to what my mother has told you." Mrs. Yang explained nonchalantly.
Cheng Qianye looked at her opening and closing mouth, thinking about what to do next.
The cruel and stupid woman in front of her who is over fifty years old is the mother of her own body.
At the critical moment when her foundation was unstable and she was implementing the New Deal, she really didn't want to fall out with this woman and be labeled as unfilial.
I'll try, if I can't really change her mind from the bottom of my heart. Even if I risk being accused of being dishonest, I can't keep her alive today, lest she be a monster behind my back every day.
She lifted her clothes and knelt down beside Mo Qiaosheng.
"Mom." Cheng Qianye raised his head with a pitiful expression, "Actually, these days, I feel really tired. I live very tiredly and pretend to be very tired."
As Cheng Qianye said this, he carefully observed whether Mrs. Yang's mood changed.
"Mother, you don't know. At the beginning, the people around me either looked down on me or wanted to murder me. No one had good intentions."
"This person spoke ill of me behind the scenes, and that person tried to harm me with poisoned wine. I was terrified all day and all night, and I was so afraid that I couldn't sleep every day."
For a middle-aged woman with rigid ideas and bad temper, it is difficult to achieve the desired effect by confronting her.
It is sometimes easier to achieve your goal by showing weakness first and then expressing your feelings.
Cheng Qianye originally just wanted to act, but as he was talking, he remembered the hard days that he had just traveled through, and he became emotional and burst into tears. It seemed like something was going on.
"Only this slave, I really like him, whenever I suppress the pain. With him to accompany me, I can relax a little and not be so tense."
Cheng Qianye quietly raised her head, and she saw that Mrs. Yang's emotional color, which was originally full of resentment, was quickly changing into a color symbolizing pity and regret.
So she kept up her efforts and acted cruelly with tears in her eyes.
She picked up the poisoned wine on the table and said, "If mother really can't keep him, then... then my life will be meaningless. Why don't I drink this cup with him and end the rest of my life, and never have to think about those troublesome things in the future?" ”
A body slammed over, knocking the glass of wine to the ground.
Mo Qiaosheng knocked the wine in her hand and fell to the ground with her.
He stared at Cheng Qianye closely, with unspeakable complex emotions intertwined in his eyes, and slowly shook his head,
"No. No. No!"
At this moment, this blue gem was like an ocean under a storm, surging with strong waves.
A rich cherry pink alternates with the glacier-like blue.
Oops, I overacted and forgot about him. Cheng Qianye was stunned for a moment. Is this equivalent to confessing my love in person
The wine glass fell to the ground, rolled, and happened to roll to Mrs. Yang's feet.
Mrs. Yang was startled as if she had been burned by something.
Immediately, she reacted, picked up the cup, looked around in a panic, and threw the cup into the corner under the chair.
"My son, my son." Mrs. Yang threw herself to the ground and hugged Cheng Qianye, "How can you pierce your mother's heart like this? I only have you as my only child. You are risking your mother's life."
"My son's heart is miserable, how can my mother not know it." She touched Cheng Qianye's head, tears streaming down her face, "Don't do anything stupid. Since you like this slave, just keep it. Mother, please don't do anything stupid." It won’t embarrass him anymore.”
"Mother, Bianzhou is the first city I won, and my foundation is there." Cheng Qianye struck while the iron was hot, "If I can't keep Bianzhou this time, I'm afraid I won't be able to face so many ministers, and my prestige will be lost." It will also plummet."
"This..." Mrs. Yang was stunned, wondering why Cheng Qianye suddenly turned the topic to the New Deal.
Cheng Qianye raised his head from Mrs. Yang's arms and looked at her seriously: "Mom, think about it, if Bianzhou is defeated, we will have almost no direct troops in our hands. Without the army, in these powerful What effect can my words have in front of the retainers?"
"Mother, you have to understand that the only way to keep Bianzhou is to implement the New Deal."
"Now the arrow is on the line. If the New Deal is not implemented, Bianzhou will not be protected. Then we, the two mothers, will really become the puppets of these aristocratic families and will no longer have a foothold."
"My son's words make sense."
"Mother, you must support me and support my new deal."
"Okay!" Mrs. Yang stood up, "Tomorrow, I will go to your uncle and explain the serious relationship with him. We must let our Yang family stand behind my son."
…
Cheng Qianye led Mo Qiaosheng on the way back to the dormitory.
Mo Qiaosheng had difficulty moving and walked very slowly, one step at a time.
"Are you injured? Is it serious? Doctor Xuan Yu came to check on you?" Cheng Qianye looked back and asked.
Mo Qiaosheng stretched out his hand to support the wall, "It doesn't matter, just when I broke free, there was a master of acupoint recognition in the crowd, and he hit my Jianjing point several times. My hands and feet were numb, and my movements were temporarily inconvenient. I could recover in a moment. As before, Master doesn’t have to worry about me.”
"Then sit down for a while." Cheng Qianye led him to sit on the railing of the corridor.
"Wherever it hurts, let me rub it for you." She took Mo Qiaosheng's arm and rubbed his arm gently.
"Is it any better?"
Mo Qiaosheng looked at her blankly.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Cheng Qianye reached out and raked his forehead and said with a smile, "I was really shocked today. Fortunately, nothing happened to you."
In her sight, the beautiful blue color on Mo Qiaosheng's body began to appear in layers of cherry pink from the bottom. After a few breaths, it turned into a bright pink. Just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, they bloom in the wind with grace and grace. In the blue sky, they are clear and bright, no longer the vague red.
Mo Qiaosheng turned away and raised his hands to cover his eyes. Transparent water droplets flowed from between his fingers.
Cheng Qianye stood in front of him blankly, watching his silent confession. And the tears he shed because he understood his heart.
She suddenly stretched out her hand and opened Mo Qiaosheng's palm that covered his eyes.
Clamping his chin, forcing him to turn his face.
Mo Qiaosheng closed his eyes tightly, the tip of his nose was red, his eyelashes were trembling, and crystal tears were rolling down the corners of his eyes.
Cheng Qianye stared at the gently trembling head in her hand, and suddenly she didn't want to bear it anymore. She raised her chin in her hand, leaned down, and kissed the tightly pursed thin lips.
Something soft and moist suddenly touched Mo Qiaosheng's lips.
His head exploded with a bang, and the world went blank.
Nothing can be thought of, nothing can be done.
However, the man still refused to let him go. A lilac tongue like a swimming fish parted his lips and broke into his world.
Mo Qiaosheng's whole body trembled, allowing that man to turn his world upside down and disturb his soul.
With that man's wanton plunder, he completely lost himself, and could only rise and fall in the abyss of pleasure, following the tightly entangled lips and tongue.
"Oops." A woman's soft cry interrupted them.
Cheng Qianye panted slightly and stopped the kiss that lasted for who knows how long.
She looked displeased and looked back at the expressionless man.
"I didn't mean it, keep going, keep going." Yao Tianxiang covered her eyes with one hand and said without sincerity.
Cheng Qianye had to let go of Mo Qiaosheng and said angrily: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly!"
"I really have to interrupt you." Yao Tianxiang became serious,
"Zhang Fu is looking for you everywhere. Bianzhou is in a hurry. Pei Zhen's army has already arrived at Bianzhou City."
… …
After Cheng Qianye and his party left, two maids cleaning the courtyard quietly emerged from the end of the corridor.
"Look... did you see it?"
"I saw it, I saw it." The other one nodded desperately, "Hold on to the wall and you can't walk steadily. The master refuses to let go. He bullies everyone until they cry."
"How pathetic."
"It's just, so pathetic."