Xie Nanjia thought that Zhao Jingyu's current enthusiasm was just a temporary novelty. Maybe after some time, the novelty would subside.
However, a month later, Zhao Jingyu's enthusiasm for her still had not diminished at all. On the contrary, he had become more versatile because of the more experience he had accumulated.
After winter, the weather turned cold, and Zhao Jingyu didn't like to go out even more. After handling government affairs every day, he would return to the palace to be with her.
The two have many common hobbies, including reading, playing chess, talking about the past and the present, basking in the sun when the weather is sunny, and walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms when it snows. When the mood comes, they go to the racecourse to ride horses, and to the school field for archery, even on rainy days when it is inconvenient to go out. , Xie Nanjia would cook a few dishes with his own hands, boil a can of soup, and warm a pot of wine. The two of them would sit in front of the window, drinking slowly and leisurely with the sound of rain.
Such a warm and emotional life made Zhao Jingyu more and more addicted to it, unable to extricate himself. Except for necessary social interactions, he was almost unwilling to leave Xie Nanjia's side.
The love life between the two was spread by word of mouth among the people in the palace, and soon it became known to everyone inside and outside the palace, and the two became a divine couple that everyone envied.
Just when everyone was looking forward to the early blooming of the Crown Princess's belly, Zhao Jingyu was not in a hurry at all.
He enjoys the current world of two people and thinks it would be good for the child to take it slow.
Before a new round of severe cold came, Xie Nanjia received a package from the north, which contained fine fur and ginseng.
The person who sent the things did not leave a letter or name, but both Xie Nanjia and Zhao Jingyu tacitly thought of that person's name.
"On the wedding day, I saw him." Zhao Jingyu said.
"Where?" Xie Nanjia asked in surprise.
"On the way back to the palace, I saw him standing on the rooftop in the distance. You were in the sedan chair at the time." Zhao Jingyu said.
Xie Nanjia was silent for a moment, and then asked again after a long time: "How is he?"
"Same as before." Zhao Jingyu said.
"That's good." Xie Nanjia nodded, "Mr. Hu's medical skills are indeed extraordinary."
"That's natural." Zhao Jingyu opened all the leathers and looked at them with interest, and discussed with Xie Nanjia, "This white one can be used to make a waistcoat for you, and I can sew a muff to warm your hands. This black one Just give me a cloak. This gray one can be used as a pair of leggings for the general. He has old cold legs, which is just in use. I will give this tiger skin to the Marquis and let him cushion it on the chair. It will be soft. And warm…”
Xie Nanjia listened to his ramble and couldn't help but ask him: "Have you never thought of doing anything for the emperor?"
Zhao Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "If the emperor wants anything, he would not care about this thing."
"How do you know he doesn't care about things?" Xie Nanjia said, "He doesn't care about things, but he cares about his son's care."
Zhao Jingyu fell silent.
Xie Nanjia picked a few ginseng sticks and asked Liusu to put them in a brocade box and handed them to him: "Go and send this to the emperor. Tell the emperor that I am sewing a mink robe for him. Once it is finished, I will send it to him." go."
Zhao Jingyu took the box hesitantly: "Actually, you don't have to please him so much."
"This is not to please, this is the filial piety that a junior should perform." Xie Nanjia said, "I know you still complain about him deep down, but he has made a lot of amends to you over the years, especially in recent years. He relies on you for almost everything and tolerates you unconditionally. He is the emperor. His pride does not allow him to confess and apologize to you and your mother, but he has been compensating you in his own way. Moreover, the number of times he has called the imperial doctor recently More and more."
Zhao Jingyu was suddenly startled. He had never known that the emperor frequently summoned the imperial physician.
The emperor has always been in good health and is in high spirits when dealing with government affairs every day. His condition is simply better than that of a young man, so good that he thought he would never get sick or grow old.
It turns out not to be the case!
"I know, I'll go now." Zhao Jingyu said, holding the brocade box and hurried away.
Xie Nanjia watched him go away, then turned to Liusu and asked Liusu to bring her needle, thread and dustpan.
Biluo said with emotion: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't listen to anyone, but he only obeys the Crown Princess."
Xie Nanjia smiled and said nothing. Zhao Jingyu didn't just listen to her words before going to see the emperor. He already had the emperor in his heart. However, his mother's early death made him unwilling to forgive the emperor easily, so he always acted awkwardly. Willing to completely open up to the Emperor.
And she just created an opportunity for him to open up.
Zhao Jingyu ran all the way and arrived at the Qiande Hall in a hurry. When the young chamberlain on duty outside the palace gate saw him coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "Your Highness, why are you here at this time?"
Zhao Jingyu said: "I got some good ginseng and sent it to the emperor. You can go and report it."
The young chamberlain looked troubled and hesitantly said: "It is not convenient for the Emperor to see guests at the moment. Your Highness, the Crown Prince, may come back later."
"Why is it inconvenient? There is someone else inside?" Zhao Jingyu asked suspiciously, looking inside on tiptoes.
The young chamberlain said: "No, there is no one else. The Emperor is tired and wants to take a nap. Please don't disturb me."
It was early in the afternoon, and according to the emperor's daily habits, he should be reviewing the papers at this time. There was no such thing as being sleepy and taking a nap, unless he was sick.
Zhao Jingyu couldn't help but think of Xie Nanjia's words, her heart skipped a beat, and she pushed aside the waiter and strode into the palace.
As soon as he reached the door of the dormitory, he met Dr. Sun who came out from inside.
Dr. Sun was also surprised when he saw Zhao Jingyu. He was about to salute, but was stopped by Zhao Jingyu.
"What's wrong with the emperor?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
"Back to Your Highness, the weather has changed suddenly recently and the Emperor has been infected with wind and cold. It's nothing serious. Your Highness doesn't need to worry." Dr. Sun said.
Zhao Jingyu responded, then opened the brocade box and asked, "Can this ginseng be used by the emperor?"
After seeing it, Dr. Sun said that the ginseng was of high quality and could be used to make soup for the emperor. Zhao Jingyu thanked him and took the ginseng in to see the emperor.
Song Wanji was leaning on the bedside sadly, drinking water from Si Fangzheng's hand. Seeing him come in, he hurriedly pushed Si Fangzheng away and sat up, not wanting his son to see his weakness.
Zhao Jingyu walked to the bed in a few steps and held him down: "Okay, don't be brave, just lie down!"
"..." Song Wanji had probably never heard him speak to him in such a soft tone. He couldn't help but froze there. After a while, his eyes fell on the brocade box in his hand, "What is that?"
Zhao Jingyu opened the box and took a look at him: "Your daughter-in-law just got some high-quality ginseng and asked me to give it to you."
Song Wanji was stunned again, and a smile gradually appeared on his face: "It's better to be filial."
"Am I being unfilial?" Zhao Jingyu asked.
Song Wanji didn't reply to him, but asked him: "How many did you send to your adoptive father?"
Zhao Jingyu: "...No, that's all in total, I'll give it all to you."
Song Wanji suddenly smiled like a flower, and said with a satisfied expression: "That's pretty much it."
Zhao Jingyu was speechless. He felt like a concubine competing for favor in the harem. He would be filled with resentment when he lost, but he would be beaming with joy when he won.
"The weather has been cold recently, so you have to pay attention to your health. Xiu'er said she would sew you a mink robe to keep out the cold. She will sew it up and deliver it to you in person in two days."
Song Wanji was stunned for the third time. After a long time, his eyes gradually became moist.
"I understand. You should go back first and thank Xiu'er for me." He didn't want his son to see that he was losing control of his emotions, so he sent Zhao Jingyu away.
Zhao Jingyu understood what he meant, told him to take care of himself, put down the brocade box and resigned.
Song Wanji listened to his son's footsteps fading away, turned his head, and burst into tears.
Compared with the last time Zhao Jingyu took the initiative to call him "Father", this time he was even more moved. Because the last time Zhao Jingyu had to bow to him and admit his mistake to help Xie Nanjia find the rumor maker, but this time it was completely out of respect for him. He cares and takes the initiative to send warmth.
Being able to see his son's heartfelt care for him during his lifetime made him feel that even if he died now, he would be able to rest in peace.
Si Fangzheng also wiped his tears with his sleeves and said happily: "My slave, congratulations to the emperor for finally keeping the clouds clear and seeing the moonlight."
Song Wanji became energetic, and all his illnesses seemed to be cured all of a sudden.
"I know that all this is Xiu'er's credit, and I will reward her heavily."
Before dark, the emperor's rewards were delivered to the East Palace like a stream of water. Looking at the table full of jewelry and jades, and the gift boxes stacked against the wall, Zhao Jingyu joked to Xie Nanjia: "Daughter-in-law, you are such a businessman." It’s so worth it!”
"That means, can I do a loss-making business?" Xie Nanjia said proudly.
In the blink of an eye, the New Year is here, and the palace is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, celebrating the New Year with joy.
In order to please Xie Nanjia, Zhao Jingyu took Kangkang into the East Palace and allowed them, mother and son, to have a reunion year.
Xie Nanjia was so grateful to him that she could not help but repay his kindness a hundred times in bed at night.
Kangkang can now run and jump, and his little mouth is very sweet. He runs and plays in the palace all day long. He dares to go to any queen's palace, and when he goes there, he has to bring a lot of delicious food back home.
Concubine Shu's little prince also liked to play with him. Concubine Shu would bring the little prince to play with him when she had time.
When Song Wanji met, he said that since the two children had such a good relationship, when the little prince reached the age of studying, he would let Kangkang enter the palace to accompany him as a reading companion.
Xie Nanjia is very happy. This way she will have more opportunities to see her son.
On the first day of the new year, his wife came to the palace to pay New Year's greetings. Xie Nanjia saw Mrs. An Shangshu and invited her to sit in the East Palace.
The two have similar temperaments, and even though they haven't seen each other for a long time, they are still very cordial when they see each other again.
While the two were talking, Kangkang came back from playing outside, rushed into Xie Nanjia's arms with a flushed face, and told her interesting stories about how he and his uncle, the guard, went to the imperial garden to catch sparrows.
Seeing that he spoke clearly and clearly, Mrs. Shangshu couldn't help but exclaimed: "This child is only two months older than my daughter. How can he talk so well?"
Xie Nanjia said: "Perhaps she always plays outside and sees a lot of things. Madam can take the children out for more walks when she has nothing to do. If you are afraid of being inconvenient elsewhere, come to the East Palace to play with me, or go to the Marquis Mansion to let the two children go. Play together."
Mrs. Shangshu smiled and said: "Speaking of which, Mrs. Hou once went to my house to propose marriage to the young master at that time, but my elders were very worried at that time and refused to let me agree. The more I see the young master now, the more I like him. Unfortunately, now in the Hou Mansion No one has anything to say..."
Xie Nanjia was overjoyed and hurriedly took over the conversation and said: "I have met Ling Qianjin. If Madam has such intention, I, as the aunt, can make the decision. We are short of time today, why don't we choose a day to talk about this matter properly?" explain."
Mrs. Shangshu really liked Kangkang, so she agreed wholeheartedly, and made an appointment with Xie Nanjia. When the weather got warmer in the first month, they would go to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion to meet him.
Xie Nanjia was very happy after seeing off Mrs. Shangshu. She hugged her son and kissed him again and again, telling him that he would have a wife soon.
Kangkang blinked his big black eyes and asked, "What is a wife? Is it delicious?"
"It's delicious, it's delicious." Zhao Jingyu walked in from the door as he spoke.
Xie Nanjia: "..."
Zhao Jingyu planned to have dinner with his wife in the evening. Unexpectedly, before dinner, Xie Nanjia felt a little uncomfortable and called the imperial doctor to check her pulse, and he found the happy pulse.
On the first day of the new year, the Crown Princess was diagnosed with Ximai, and the whole palace was in a state of excitement.
The emperor and the queen mother were overjoyed and went to the East Palace to visit Xie Nanjia in person. Various rewards were piled up.
Song Wanji always praised Kangkang as a little lucky star, and took the initiative to issue an order to make him the third generation heir to the title of Dingyuan Marquis without waiting for him from the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion.
The title of Dingyuan Marquis is not hereditary. If his descendants have no merit or achievements, they will be demoted to earl. Now Kangkang has been designated as the marquis heir in advance. No matter how mediocre his father Zhao Jingping is, there is no need to worry about his future. Got downgraded.
When the imperial edict reached the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, the entire Marquis Mansion was in a state of excitement. Zhao Jingping felt confused about his son again, and had to admit that as a father, he could not even compare to his son's hair.
Xie Nanjia became a key protection target overnight, and Zhao Jingyu also put away his playfulness overnight and began to learn to be a mature and steady husband and father.
Now, the whole capital is eagerly waiting to see whether the Crown Princess's first child will be a boy or a girl.
(End of chapter)