After understanding the cause and effect, Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou didn't ask any more questions.
They need to make a large detour by land during this trip, and it is difficult to travel in the snow in winter. It will be March to return to Nanling.
Just in time for the grass longing warbler to fly.
As for the days before returning home, let's go slowly on the carriage.
After they left the city of exile, in February, Ba Nian received news of Shan Lai's death in the capital, and at the same time learned that the maid and the child were taken away by Qian Wanjin.
Ba Nian's face was gloomy for several days, and all the men who were sent to monitor Shan Lai were heavily punished.
His original intention was to let Shan Lai survive, but he could not die, and finally he was caught off guard that his plan was broken by a little maid. When a person died, he died, but the child who should be kept the most was not able to keep it!
That's Feng Mohan's kind, Feng Mohan's son! Now the only prince of the Nanling imperial family!
How many benefits can be gained back by holding it in his hand, and even make him exhale in front of Feng Qingbai!
After flashing this thought, Ba Nian was slumped again.
Even if he really holds the child in his hands, can he really benefit from Feng Qingbai
If he could, he would have done it a long time ago, so how could he let the kid stay with Shan Lai indifferently.
He knew very well that he had only heard about Nanling King Fengqingbai.
The first person in his life who suffered a serious setback also made him a fright.
Even his subordinates can see his mind clearly, how can he continue to deceive himself
He had already lost.
In the same February, Xinghua Village received a secret report from the northwest that Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou were rushing back with the child.
The handwriting at the end of the letter is slightly different, it is Qian Wanjin's handwriting-Xiaoye returns to the court, Fengqingbai greets you!
Feng Qingbo snorted coldly and shattered the secret letter.
Except for him, who was still calm, everyone else in the compound exploded.
Especially a few elders.
Old Lady Liu is a person who can't hide words, and she is impatient, "Axiu, what the letter says is true? Did Xiao Jinjin really bring the baby back?"
"It's true." Feng Qingbai said.
"Then his mother can agree?"
"Shanlai is dead. She was killed by the maid she was carrying." Feng Qingbai always answered the questions of the old lady at home, and tried not to be concise.
This is his habit gradually changing.
"Oh! What's going on?" The old woman and the old man looked at each other, shocked.
Even the calm empress dowager also looked over, her ears slightly pricked up.
"The letter didn't elaborate. You can ask questions after Qian Wanjin comes back."
"Okay, then wait until he comes back to ask." The old lady could only suppress her curiosity, and finally asked, "When can they come back?"
"I took a land route and bypassed Dongyue. It is estimated that it will take March to reach Yunzhou."
"Isn't it going to be three months? This icy and snowy carriage ride is hard. Oh, this time Little Gold can suffer, and the child can suffer too."
The empress dowager was bluffed and interrupted the old woman's words, "I was guilty on the way, and I can return at least in March. If you wait for the canal to thaw, you can take the boat in March and return to Yunzhou in May. She will stay in the northwest. In three months, can you guarantee that the Emperor Xiliang will not make any moves?"
"What you said is that it's better to come back right away. You can't stay over there. The bad guys are bad. You can't think of how bad he can be." Ba Nian was a bad guy in the eyes of the old lady. He was bullied in Xiliang at the beginning. Their daughter and Ashiu!
"Milk, Xiao Jinzi, they arrived in March, and now it's February. The letter said that we should welcome the big driver," Liu Yusheng couldn't help but laugh, "Should we make preparations in advance?"
It was impossible for Qian Wanjin to ask Feng Qingbai to welcome him. In order to prevent him from being too disappointed when he came back, the family greeted him and rewarded him for being too hard.
Chen Xiulan also said, "When the time comes, it will be not only Xiao Jin and Xian Rou, but also a maid and a little baby, shall we arrange the room first?"
"You have to buy some bedding and clothes, as well as things you need for daily use. It takes a lot of time to get alive like this." Du Juan agreed.
All of them are speaking, and Mrs. Liu is unwilling to be lonely. Every time he speaks, he doesn’t have much to talk about. "There is also Xiao Feng'er, did we know that there will be one too? Maybe Xiaowaer is Where is his first heir?"
They discussed this matter before, and they still have no way of confirming the little baby's life experience. Then treat him as Xiao Feng'er's child first, and the father should have the right to know.
With a few pairs of baba eyes, Feng Qingbai nodded, "I'll let someone write a letter to the palace when I look back."
He could roughly guess how Feng Mohan would react, and it was mostly irrelevant. However, Feng Mohan's reaction is not in his consideration, he just makes the family elders happy.
Nanling puts filial piety first.
That night, the notified letter was flown to the Imperial Palace in Beijing.
The compound was busy in the following days.
I spent the whole winter, and there was nothing to do with the family’s daughters in the spring broadcast. I found something to pass the time to do. The old lady was very motivated. Every day I thought about the starting point. Busy in full swing.
The big guys are busy working, the empress dowager has already begun to show her belly, sitting alone in the hall, starting to feel bored.
If it weren't for her to conceive a baby at a young age, or the elderly mothers mentioned by the nuns, she would probably forget that she was still in the family.
So from time to time there will be such a scene at home.
"Women, why is there no radish in the house? Who eats so fast?"
"Didn't you say that I want to eat taro cake? Why is it carrot cake? You got it wrong, I was talking about taro cake."
"What are you sewing on? It's plain, without any color. Dolls don't like to wear this kind. You have to embroider them here to look good."
Old lady Liu was so angry that smoke came out of her head. When she was bored alone, she started to brush her presence on her moths. Why wasn't she so squeamish before
People just sit in the house, can she really leave her out? Isn't this busy these few days, Xiao Jinzi and they are all coming back soon.
The little clothes that will be rejected by the ladies, Old Lady Liu grimaced, "If you do, don’t make a bad idea. There is also Mu Qiu at home if you really want to embroider. It’s not your turn. You are not allowed to move for half a year. One stitch and one thread, no change."
"Why doesn't it have to be changed? How can there be any saying that you can't do anything about sewing? When you were pregnant with your boss and cock, you didn't sew small clothes for them?"
"I was only in my teens and 20s when I was pregnant with them. Can you compare? You will be sixty in two years!"
Seeing the empress dowager who was poked in the painful spot turned black, Liu Yusheng immediately pulled Qianyi and Liu Muqiu away from the hall.
If they don't leave, they will have to be drawn into the ring of war later. The most painful life in life is obviously nothing to do with you, and you have to cautiously coax on both sides.