Qingyun was worried day and night, upset, unable to sleep at night, but there was no better way, Huo Jingyun sent Zhang Shan to follow her, and later sent a maid named Huanxi, and the original maid Jing Tian took turns to watch Qingyun, Stay with you day and night. Qingyun had no chance to escape at all.
Her Wangyou Palace is full of medicinal smell. Qingyun stays at home, specializing in taking care of his body.
After a few days, it was rumored in the palace that the new emperor treasured Princess Beiyi so much, because Princess Beiyi was already a month pregnant!
The whole country was in an uproar.
At the end of the first month, Jiang Rui returned to the palace.
Huo Jingyun deliberately told Qingyun that Jiang Rui would come to see her at noon.
Huo Jingyun said: "Qingyun, Jiang Rui was promoted by me, and we have very similar temperaments, but he is also the apprentice of the old hall master, and even Ling Shuang's son-in-law, you should know what to say and what not to say , don't hurt him."
Qingyun said: "Brother, are you threatening me?"
Huo Jingyun said: "No, I'm telling you the reality. Don't make things difficult for Jiang Rui, don't let him choose. He has a wife and a son now."
When Huo Jingyun brought him in, Qingyun was leaning against the head of the bed, with his hair draped over his shoulders, a simple bun on the top of his head, a purple moon chrysanthemum hairpin, and a book of medical theory in his hand Feel free to flip through.
Jiang Rui was startled when he saw her.
Qingyun stared at Jiang Rui, and happily reached out to hold his hand: "Jiang Rui, you are finally back!"
Jiang Rui paused slightly, retracted his hand, and said very politely: "Princess, I heard that you are getting married early next month, come and have a look, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it back on the eighth of next month."
Qingyun just wept, and didn't say a word.
Huo Jingyun smiled and said: "It's rare that the sun is very good today, so I'll take you outside for a walk. If you're not sick, you'll get sick if you stay indoors. I asked them to move two rattan chairs outside, and we'll be there Sit outside!" Huo Jingyun shouted, "Yang Qing!"
In response, Yang Qing led the servants to carry out the two carved sandalwood chairs, which were covered with soft cushions, and the handles were specially wrapped with embroidered soft cloth.
Huo Jingyun picked up Qingyun and placed her on the chair, while asking: "Is it comfortable? Is it cold?"
Jiang Rui followed silently.
It seems that Huo Jingyun and Qingyun are really very affectionate.
That's right, no matter where you look at it, Huo Jingyun is on par with Ling Chen, and Huo Jingyun has always been very kind to Qingyun. The person Qingyun trusts the most is Huo Jingyun.
But Jiang Rui didn't believe the rumors of the world. He believed in Qing Yun's sincere love for Ling Chen.
"Jiang Rui, is Ling Shuang okay?" Qing Yun asked.
"Okay. My son is not in good health recently. She has to take care of him, so she didn't come back with her this time." Jiang Rui explained.
Qingyun understands that Jiang Rui can't let Ling Shuang come back. But since Jiang Rui said so, Ling Shuang should be fine.
Jiang Rui smelled the good smell of medicine on Qing Yun's body and asked, "You smell like medicine all over your body, are you sick?"
Qingyun shook his head, "No, I'm fine, it's a tonic."
Huo Jingyun stepped forward to tuck Qing Yun in a blanket, and said lightly: "Qing Yun is pregnant, it's been a month."
Jiang Rui paused, looked at Qingyun: "Congratulations."
Qingyun has a lot to say to Jiang Rui, but Huo Jingyun has been sitting beside him. He didn't give them any chance to speak alone.
Qingyun understood what Jiang Rui meant by entering the palace to see her, and he was confirming something.
Similarly, Qingyun also wanted to confirm some things.
"Princess, do you want to go back to Mount Mo to have a look?" Jiang Rui asked.
Qingyun said: "I don't want to, the current Moshan is not what it used to be. Uncle has become the hall master of Tsingyi Hall."
Jiang Rui said: "As long as the eldest brother can manage Qingyitang well, it's not impossible."
Qingyun said: "No, it's not the same, he is not justified, he forced grandpa to give up the seat, he is grabbing the seat, it is different for me, do you understand?"
Qingyun stared at Jiang Rui.
She wanted to use Mo Shan's example to tell Jiang Rui that it was different for her to be the emperor. She hasn't changed her mind.
Jiang Rui nodded.
"Jiang Rui, I'm fine, don't worry. Let Ling Shuang don't worry either."
"Do you need my help?" Jiang Rui finally asked.
Huo Jingyun watched quietly.
Qingyun said: "There is nothing missing in the palace. Brother will give it to me as long as I want it. So, the only thing you can help me at the moment is to have a good relationship with Ling Shuang."
Jiang Rui knew that Huo Jingyun was beside him, so he couldn't ask any questions. After saying a few more innocuous words, he got up and left.
That night, a dark shadow climbed over the wall and entered Wangyou Palace. Qingyun was already waiting in the yard. She arranged for the girl and servants to go to bed early, and even Xiao Jing went back to her room to rest.
Jiang Rui covered his face, saw Qingyun standing in the yard, and was taken aback: "Do you know I can come?"
"Of course. How could there be no tacit understanding between us?"
Qingyun took Jiang Rui directly into the inner room.
"You really want to marry him?"
"Any news about him?"
The two asked at the same time.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside: "Qingyun, open the door!"
Huo Jingyun's voice.
The two were shocked.
Qingyun said: "He must know that you are coming, you go quickly, go to the tree house from here, escape from the tree house!"
Jiang Rui hurriedly said: "He is fine, he is in Qinglong Mountain! He will come to you on the eighth day of February! You are ready to leave with him."
Jiang Rui quietly went up to the tree house.
Qing Yun immediately changed into pajamas, messed up her hair, and hurriedly woke up Xiao Jing.
"Quick, open the door, the emperor is here!"
Qingyun woke up the servants He Xiang and Dongqing softly, turned around and quickly returned to the room, and got into bed.
Huo Jingyun had already walked in.
Huo Jingyun looked around the room, "Assassins have entered the palace, I don't worry about coming here to take a look, did you hear any unusual sounds?"
"No, Qingyun is not feeling well these few days, so he rested early, and let them rest early."
Huo Jingyun reached out and touched Qingyun's forehead, "Well, it's not hot."
He sat there without speaking or leaving.
The night is so long.
Xiaojing served the tea, which was steaming, and the candles on the candlesticks danced and flickered from time to time.
"Qingyun, after your wedding, you should live in the Moxiang Pavilion. I asked them to arrange it according to the wedding room."
Qingyun said: "Brother, why do you deceive yourself?"
Huo Jingyun stood up, put his hands behind his back in front of the window and said, "Anyway, don't think about leaving anymore, I will treat you and the child in your belly well."
Qingyun ignored him and turned his head.
Huo Jingyun just sat quietly, watching Qingyun lying there, already satisfied.
The tea was already cold, and the white porcelain blue and white cup wall was pinched between his slender fingers, and the light seemed to be able to penetrate the thin teacup, like a layer of ice that had just entered winter.
No one knew what he was thinking.
Qingyun slowly closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.
Qingyun's arm was still exposed, and his white hand was half-clasped. The nails were not painted with cardamom, and they were light pink, shining brightly. Huo Jingyun couldn't help but slowly put his big hand on her small hand.
Qingyun remained motionless.
After a long time, Huo Jingyun left.