Yan Shi recovered quickly, and after another night, he was completely fine, but he couldn't leave the room, so he had to wander back and forth in the room.
Sometimes hugging the baby, sometimes listening to Hua Ling read, life is not boring.
"Brother, Master Qingyue has a letter." Hua Ling was going out to get food for Yan Shi, but it happened that the people from Shifang Gate came to deliver the letter and he caught up. He hurried into the room with the letter in his hand. When Qu Liushang heard Jiang Qingyue's letter, he followed with a shy face.
Yan Shi opened the letter and read it again, Hua Ling was not curious either, it happened that the baby woke up, so he picked up the baby and walked around the room. Qu Liushang stretched his neck long enough to read, but he didn't see a single word.
After reading it, Yan Shi gave the letter to Qu Liushang.
"Father is ill." After he passed by, he teased the baby in Hua Ling's arms.
"What disease?" Emperor Chongjin was in his prime of life and had always been in good health. The illness this time should not be a minor illness, otherwise Jiang Qingyue didn't write it in the letter.
"I don't know what the disease is. It is said that the imperial doctor did not find the root of the disease for a long time. He only said that he was busy with state affairs and mentally weak." Yan Shi poked his son's face with his fingers, and the baby's eyes immediately followed his. Turning his hands back and forth, it was very interesting, "Father has not been in court for almost a month, and all major affairs in the court are taken care of by King Zhao."
"Let King Zhao take care of all the major affairs in the court? How can this be done?" Hua Ling yelled, startling the baby, and started crying with his mouth wide open.
"Baby don't cry, don't cry, dad is not trying to hurt you." When the baby cried, Hua Ling felt as uncomfortable as ever, and hurriedly hugged and gently coaxed the baby.
Yan Shi took the baby from his arms: "Give it to me."
No wonder Hualing was so excited. Historically, only when the emperor was unable to manage the government due to expeditions, tours, serious illnesses, etc., would the crown prince rule on his behalf, which is commonly known as the prince supervising the country. King Zhao is just a prince now, why should he handle the government affairs on his behalf. Once this right falls into his hands, it is not easy to take it back. It seems that Emperor Chongjin's thoughts are also obvious, the crown prince is likely to fall into the hands of King Zhao.
Qu Liushang read the letter over and over several times, and finally showed it to Hua Ling with a smirk on his face: "Look quickly, Mr. Qingyue wrote about me in the letter!"
Hua Ling glanced at it, and the letter probably said that if Yan Shi felt uncomfortable, he must tell Qu Liushang in time, and he must not hold back.
Hua Ling watched Qu Liushang happy like an idiot, and finally showed kindness, without cruelly piercing his dream, and pulled him aside with one hand, and let him go to the side to enjoy himself.
"Brother," Hua Ling looked worried, "Then what should we do now?"
The baby quickly fell asleep in Yan Shi's arms, but Yan Shi was reluctant to put him down and hugged him: "Ming Ting don't have to worry too much, it doesn't mean anything for King Zhao to be in charge of the government temporarily. Now the imperial city is available He is the only prince, and the father can only use him. When our war with the Wuman Kingdom is over, I will have military achievements again, and when I return to the imperial city, the wind will turn."
Hua Ling nodded when he heard the words, but immediately thought of something: "Brother, I have sent someone to investigate the matter of your assassination that day, but there is no news so far. Could this be done by people from Wuman Kingdom?"
"Besides the people from Wuman Kingdom, there is another person who can do this," Yan Shi said.
"Brother, you mean King Zhao?" Hua Ling asked.
"That's right." Yan Shi put the baby on the crib, and covered him with a quilt, "I'm afraid he'll stare at me when I leave the imperial city. Even if I cover up my whereabouts, I'm afraid there will be clues."
"Brother, what about you being pregnant?" Hua Ling's expression changed immediately.
"It doesn't matter." Yan Shi comforted Hua Ling, "I'm afraid that King Zhao's order is to assassinate me as soon as there is a suitable opportunity, and he doesn't care what I did. Even if he knew that I was pregnant before So what? Who can prove it?"
Yan Shi was pregnant before, so naturally he wanted to avoid them, lest they excuse him as a monster. But now that the children are all born, King Zhao really wants to
To tell Emperor Chongjin that he had given birth to a child, I am afraid that everyone will say that he is crazy. After all, no one has ever seen a man give birth to a child.
"Now King Mu has also withdrawn from this battle for the throne, and now only I and King Zhao are left." Yan Shi walked to the table, picked up a brush and dipped it on the inkstone, "Now that I have military merits again, King Zhao is naturally afraid of me. But because of my mother, my father will not easily make me the crown prince. My mother cannot die in vain, and no one can take away my things. I have investigated the case of murdering the prince for many years. Recently, there are some clues. When we return to the imperial city in the future, it will be time for us to close the net."
After Yan Shi finished speaking, he took a pen and began to write a reply letter to Jiang Qingyue on the white as snow paper.
Qu Liushang leaned over and said: "My lord, I also want to write a letter to Mr. Qingyue, can I send it back with you?"
"You won't even read Master Qingyue if you write it." Hua Ling hit him mercilessly.
"How do you know he won't read?" Qu Liushang didn't like to hear this.
"If I were Master Qingyue, I wouldn't watch it."
"You are not Mr. Qingyue, Mr. Qingyue is not like you."
"Even if I'm not Young Master Qingyue, I know he won't read it."
"Since you are not Mr. Qingyue, how do you know that he won't read it?"
"I just know that Mr. Qingyue won't read it."
"Why do you say that Mr. Qingyue won't read it?"
"..."
Ever since Hua Ling shook off all her old backgrounds, Hua Ling and Qu Liushang have completely freed themselves, and conversations like this happen several times a day.
Yan Shi shook his head with a smile, not getting involved in the bickering between the two, and went inside to see his son.
Qu Liushang wrote the letter and handed it to Yan Shi, and sent it to the imperial city together with Yan Shi's letter.
The days in the small courtyard are leisurely and contented, and a month is fleeting.
The baby is full moon, and Yan Shi has already left the room. In order to celebrate these two events, Hua Ling specially cooked a few more dishes with the dumb mother, but she regretted that she couldn't make a full moon wine for the baby.
A few days later, good news came from Marshal Wei—the Wuman Kingdom had been defeated, King Nan committed suicide, and the third prince had become the new ruler.
Yan Shi went to the army to do some aftermath, and that night Wei Shuo came to the small courtyard to see the baby again, Wei Shuo looked as cheerful as before, but his eyes couldn't hide the loneliness.
Gao Changgeng was also overjoyed when he saw the baby. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have thought that this cute baby was born by a man.
The matter in Nanjiang was over, and it was inconvenient for Yan Shi to stay for a long time, so he reluctantly bid farewell to his grandfather and uncle and returned to the imperial city.
Hua Ling was in a hurry on the way back, but Yan Shi didn't seem in a hurry at all.
Hua Ling even made a very comfortable place for the baby to lie in the carriage, but when the road was bumpy, she still had to pick him up so as not to wake him up.
Hua Ling held the baby in his arms and patted him gently: "My baby is suffering. He is bumped in a carriage at such a young age." But the baby is much more tenacious than he imagined. There is nothing wrong with him. Eat, sleep when you are full, even the dumb mother said, the little highness is obedient.
Because of the baby, I can't walk too much this day, and I stop and go.
When sleeping at night, it is convenient to stay in the small yard of the inn. The baby does not have his own bed, so he can only share a bed with two fathers. Hua Ling put the baby outside for him to take care of.
Yan Shi is on the left of Hualing, and the baby is on the right. She just feels full of happiness in her heart.
"Brother, will they make a big fuss about the baby in the imperial city?" Hua Ling lay on the bed, still asking worriedly.
Earlier, he had discussed with Yan Shi about entrusting the baby to someone to take care of him, but he was still reluctant, and still planned to take him back to Prince Rui's residence, saying to the outside world that he picked it up on the road.
But when Hua Ling was lying on the bed, she thought of this question again. If she carried the baby back,
What if someone thinks that this baby was born by Yan Shi and another woman? I'm afraid that they will make a big fuss by making a fuss about it.
"Ming Ting, don't worry." Yan Shi held his hand under the quilt, and clasped his fingers tightly, "I'm not someone who can kill anyone who wants to."
Hua Ling felt distracted after being teased by him like this, turned over and looked at him, with unconcealable desire in his eyes: "Brother—"
Even after Yan Shi was confinement, the two of them never did it. Hua Ling cared about his body, and only wanted him to raise it again, and he didn't know what the effect of the fruit would be, whether it would only give birth to one baby, or whether it would only give birth to a baby in the future. will continue to live. Qu Liushang didn't prepare the anti-child medicine until today, and he only needs to take one pill every month.
Seeing him like this, Yan Shi felt hot all over, and looked behind him worriedly: "Baby—"
Hua Ling was overjoyed when she saw something was going on, and hurriedly took out the child-repelling medicine, put it in her mouth, and handed it to Yan Shi: "The baby is sleeping, I'll be gentle, so I won't wake him up."
I have to say that nothing a man says in bed should be taken seriously. Hua Ling said that he was lighter, but he hadn't done it for such a long time, how could he be lighter. After tossing until midnight, the two had to both fall asleep.
On the second day, Yan Shi got up late, scolding Hua Ling with eyes full of anger. Hua Ling was like a full-fledged tiger, hugging the baby and feeding him mouthful.
After taking care of the baby, Hua Ling stuffed him into Yan Shi's arms. Only then did Yan Shi's face turn bright, and he kissed his own son's cheek. Seeing this, Hua Ling also kissed the place where Yan Shi had kissed just now. Yan Shi raised his head and glanced at him, which made Hua Ling's heart itch, and kissed him on the mouth.
Qu Liushang, who stood outside the door and called the two of them, said sourly to himself: "Oh! When will I be like Mr. Qingyue?"