"What did you say? Who died?"
she asked calmly.
Gao Qiang was about to speak, when he suddenly realized that the atmosphere was not right, he scratched his head blankly: "I... Did I say something wrong?"
What do you say... Xiao Heng knew that with his mother's cleverness, he probably couldn't hide it. He glanced at his mother's bulging belly, which might give birth at any time, and was really worried that one of them might not be able to move the fetus.
He said earnestly: "I haven't figured it out yet, I'll deal with it. Mother, please go to the house and rest for a while. I'll let you know when I sort it out."
Princess Xinyang said sternly: "No, I'm fine, you say."
"This..." Gao Qiang scratched his head, approached Xiao Heng and asked in a low voice, "Did I say it or not?"
Xiao Heng sighed deeply: "Go ahead."
At this point, it doesn't make any sense to keep silent.
Gao Qiang snorted and asked embarrassingly, "What am I going to say?"
"Who died?" Princess Xinyang reminded him.
Gao Qiang suddenly realized: "Ah, four (yes), four is talking about this four, General Xiao is dead!"
"Where did you hear the news?" Xiao Heng asked.
Although there is already Long Yi's painting, Xiao Heng is still praying that there will be even the slightest miracle, perhaps it is a mistake, that person is not necessarily his father.
Gao Qiang explained the ins and outs of the incident.
The Marquis of Xuanping sneaked into the State of Yan secretly. He did not have a proper way to lead the State of Yan. In order to avoid unnecessary disputes and misunderstandings, the Marquis of Xuanping, Tang Yueshan, and the old marquis all used the concubine's staff. identity of.
Among them, the Marquis of Xuanping was also appointed as a general by Shangguan Yan in danger.
He suddenly disappeared, and naturally there were doubts.
Shangguan Yan announced to the public that he was looking for medicine for His Royal Highness the Ghost King of Ghost Mountain.
The ghost soldiers are an army formed by the people. They have protected many local people from the Jin army. Everyone is very friendly to the leader of the ghost soldiers.
I heard that he was looking for medicine for him, and everyone was looking forward to the early return of General Xiao.
Unexpectedly, a month has passed, and before the news of General Xiao's safe return, the small commander of the Black Wind Rider dispatched the masters of the Shadow Department to go to the ice field to salvage the body.
It is said that General Xiao successfully brought the medicine back from the other side of the ice field and gave it to his companions, but he failed to leave the ice field alive.
Hearing this, mother and son were silent.
No one expected such a result. A fresh person suddenly disappeared from his life, making people unable to believe that this is true.
Gao Qiang asked: "That person just now... Playing the Four Ghost Kings, His Highness?" He said, glanced at the mother and son, and said hurriedly, "I don't ask anything! I don't ask anything!"
Xiao Heng's heart felt so uncomfortable that he was gripped by a big palm. He wanted Shangguan Qing to live, but he didn't want his father to sacrifice his life.
Once, their father and son didn't know how to get along with each other, but when they finally figured it out, they had no chance.
He clenched his fists tightly, and his eyes turned red little by little: "Why...why is this..."
Gao Qiang panicked: "I... I don't know why this happened... I knew earlier... I won't talk much..."
Is it too late to regret now
Why do you feel like you have stabbed a big basket
Will the master punish him when he goes back
This month's monthly money is gone again!
"Then that... I... I..." Gao Qiang felt that he had to disappear immediately, otherwise he might not be able to leave alive.
Just at this moment, the craftsman who repaired the door came over.
His eyes lit up: "I'm going to repair the door! The door I broke! I'll repair it myself!"
After running two steps, he turned back and said angrily, "Nen... I'm sorry!"
The feeling of losing his father is not much better than losing his brother, Xiao Heng controlled his tears from falling.
He has no father.
Unlike the previous angry words, this time, he really lost him.
…
When Yu Jin invited the imperial doctor over, Gao Qiang was helping the craftsman repair the courtyard gate that he kicked down, and Xiao Heng was no longer here.
Yu Jin sensitively sensed that the atmosphere in the house was not right, she asked what happened, but the servants looked away one by one.
She looked at Gao Qiang, and Gao Qiang didn't dare to say anything this time. He avoided her gaze and waved his hand: "Don't ask me, I won't tell you! I don't know anything!"
She murmured, "Is something wrong with your son?"
Her first reaction was that Shangguan Qing's situation had worsened. After all, she couldn't think of anything else that would make the big guy panic like this.
She hurriedly led the imperial doctor to Shangguanqing's wing.
The furnishings in the wing have not changed, but as soon as you step in, the breath inside is heavy and suffocating.
Yu Jin frowned, and unconsciously squeezed the handkerchief in her hand.
She crossed the threshold and walked towards Shangguanqing's bed: "Princess!"
Princess Xinyang sat on the stool in front of the bed with her back to the door, her back straight as always.
But her back was a little sad.
No sir, did something really happen to him
"Royal doctor!" She turned back and urged the imperial doctor.
The imperial doctor carried the medicine box and stepped over the threshold.
He came behind Princess Xinyang, and bowed to Princess Xinyang first: "Xiaguan, I have seen the princess."
After a long while, Princess Xinyang responded lightly, "Take the pulse of Qing'er."
Yu Jin looked at the expressionless princess worriedly, and gave way to the side so that the imperial doctor could take the pulse.
The imperial doctor carefully examined Shangguan Qing, and then bowed to report: "Princess Hui, the son seems to have been poisoned, but judging from the pulse, there is no fear of life for the time being."
No worries about life, that is, the antidote works.
Why does the princess still look unhappy
The imperial doctor did not dare to ask who this young man was so cherished by Princess Xinyang, he only vaguely felt that the other's face was a little familiar.
He said, "You can just continue taking the antidote, and go down to the office to prescribe a warm and nourishing recipe for your son."
"It's work." Princess Xinyang said.
The imperial doctor withdrew with the medicine box.
Yu Jin closed the door, then returned to Princess Xinyang and asked strangely, "Princess, what happened? Why is everyone so weird?"
"Xiao Ji is dead." Princess Xinyang said, her tone was very calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with herself.
But whether it is true or not, only she herself knows.
Yu Jin was stunned when she heard the words: "Princess, who did you listen to? Did you make a mistake? Lord Hou, didn't he go to find medicine for the young master? The medicine has been found..."
"He can't come back." Princess Xinyang said.
She has seen Long Yi's paintings. She is familiar with the geography of various countries. Of course, she understands what kind of place the ice field is. The ice field in winter is an iceberg purgatory, a moat of death that no one can cross.
She couldn't imagine what kind of willpower he had to bring the antidote back from the blizzard.
Yu Jin squatted down, held Princess Xinyang's hand, and looked up at her: "Princess..."
Princess Xinyang murmured, "I once thought about getting rid of this man, but I didn't expect it to be this way."
Yu Jin's nose is sour: "Princess..."
Princess Xinyang was very calm: "birth, old age, illness and death are common occurrences, but he died too fast."
Yu Jin clenched her master's hand distressedly: "Princess, if you are sad, just cry, it will make you feel better."
Princess Xinyang said, "I am not sorry for myself, but for my three children. When I was raising A-Heng, I always felt that A-Heng had a father or not. Anyway, he was in the military camp all the year round and never came back."
"Isn't that why you didn't let him come to the Princess' Mansion?" Yu Jin said in a choked voice, "I've seen Hou Ye riding a horse passing by in front of the Princess' Mansion several times..."
Princess Xinyang did not deny that she didn't like seeing Marquis Xuanping, but she had a reason: "He always makes A-Heng cry... A-Heng sees him only a handful of times a month, I often feel that he is actually a father. It's optional. But when this person is really gone...you know...it's different."
Yu Jin said sadly: "The Marquis didn't move in front of you in the past, but he didn't go far. He has always been secretly guarding you and the little Marquis. As long as you and the little Marquis turn back... He is always there..."
"But this time, he's really gone."
No matter how many times she turned around, the man would not wait for her there.
"When His Majesty said that he wanted to give me marriage to him, I once thought that my nightmare was coming. You know that he has a bad reputation. He has high martial arts and strong temperament. I don't care about his reputation. I just It's a chess piece to win over powerful officials. Who is not to marry? But I can't get close to men, and if I were someone else, it might be easier to handle it."
But the Marquis of Xuanping, the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, made great military exploits at a young age, so powerful that the entire royal family was afraid of him.
"Although I am a princess, how can I not let my husband touch me on the wedding night? I am ready to be humiliated by him... I was young at that time, and my temperament was not as good as it is now, and I have some youthful impulses, so I even I thought about it, if I couldn't bear the humiliation, I would be fortunate enough to kill myself."
The dagger against his chest was originally prepared for her.
She didn't think he could compromise.
He returned to the room with the smell of alcohol, and he stumbled, but when the door was closed, he was completely drunk.
He whispered to her, "I'm not drunk, don't be afraid."
She tightened the dagger in her wide sleeve.
He picked up Yu Ruyi on the table and lifted her hijab.
She clearly remembered the look in his eyes at that time, full of the cleanliness and beauty of a young man, which seemed to have nothing to do with the rumored romance.
He was wearing a bright bright red wedding dress, his face was as delicate as jade, with the shyness and joy of a newly married, he bent down and looked at her with a smile.
What greeted him, however, was an icy dagger that almost plunged into his chest.
"Don't touch me or I'll kill you!"
"The emperor's fate is hard to defy, I never thought of marrying you."
"We only need to maintain the status on the face, we don't need to be a husband and wife. You can take a concubine as much as you want. I won't interfere."
"Of course you don't interfere in my affairs."
"If you don't have my summons in the future, you are not allowed to step into the princess' mansion!"
She saw that his clean and beautiful smile stiffened a little bit, like a complete piece of jade, which was shattered cleanly by her own hands.
She felt the icy aura on him.
She thought he would take her dagger away and humiliate her.
He didn't.
He just asked, "Qin Fengwan, are you serious?"
After getting a positive answer, he sneered, stood up straight, threw away the Yu Ruyi in his hand, and also tore off the ribbon and red flowers on his body, and left the wedding room full of happy words without looking back. .
Their relationship as husband and wife came to an end.
That's fine, she thought.
It was pouring rain, her carriage broke down halfway, and she was drenched in soup.
His army happened to hit the street passing by.
She turned away not to look at him, nor to let him see that she was in a state of embarrassment.
But he still saw it.
She thought that he would ridicule herself as much as possible and find the venue on the wedding night.
But he still didn't.
The young general turned over and dismounted, took off his mino jacket and handed it to her.
She didn't pick it up.
She dared not touch any man's things.
He tilted his head, glanced at her with a frown, came over, and draped the scorpion over her body.
It was the first time she was so close to a man when she grew up, her face was pale for a while, and she even choked her breath.
"Go away! Don't touch me!" she said coldly, turning her face away, and threw away the cloak he had put on her.
He was stunned for a moment, and there was a trace of confusion in his eyes. Soon, he bent over to pick up the dirty clothes in the mud, got on his horse, and left without a word.
It was raining heavily, and Long Yi and the others were not there. The guards were slow to repair the car, and she was almost frozen.
Not long after, a brand new carriage came from the heavy rain and stopped in front of her.
The driver handed over the umbrella: "Madam, just now a young man asked us to pick you up."
She was always trying her best to avoid this man, but she would inevitably run into him, and she was always in one of the few embarrassing moments.
She took Xiao Heng to the street to buy snacks. Four-year-old Xiao Heng got into trouble and acted coquettishly and asked Long to take him away for refuge.
She took Yu Jin on a crowded street.
Because of the lantern festival held every three years, people from all over the world gathered in the capital.
She and Yu Jin were separated, she was pushed aside, and knocked over an old lady's stall. The old lady cried and asked her to pay, but the money was all on Yu Jin.
The old lady hugged her leg and made everyone around her cry.
She stood there at a loss, not knowing that her bun and clothes had already been crowded into a mess.
"Xiao Lang, who is she?"
Upstairs, in the Ruanxiang Pavilion, a beautiful woman snuggled up beside him, watching her jokes at leisure.
"My wife," he said.
The woman was startled, then she covered her face with a fan and smiled: "Is that the princess you left in the mansion in the cold? It doesn't look that good."
She lowered her head, only to realize that her clothes were a little messy.
She looked at the crowd coming towards her, looked at the malicious eyes of those men, and suddenly fell ill.
Suddenly, a cloak covered her tightly, and someone pulled her wrist and led her out of the crowd.
…
There are some things that I don't think about and don't think about. After careful recall, I realize that they are not as unconnected as the world sees.
She has seen him practicing swordsmanship, she has seen the heroic appearance on his horse, and he has also seen her most unspeakable embarrassment.
They met in the mansion, in the street, and in the palace, but they were strangers and they turned a blind eye to each other.
Princess Xinyang said indifferently: "After King Liang died, my illness seems to be getting better."
Yu Jin was startled with tears in her eyes: "Princess..."
She covered her stomach and stood up, "A-Heng has gone to prepare for the funeral, you should also prepare."
"Yes." Yu Jin wiped away her tears and stepped back sadly.
The princess was so pitiful that she was a widow at a young age.
What should I do, Mr. Hou? What about the son
And what about the baby that's about to be born
Yu Jin went to the Hou Mansion to inform the Hou Mansion that it was also preparing for the funeral.
The door to the yard was repaired, and Gao Qiang bid her farewell.
She nodded, thanked him, and told him to take care all the way.
At twilight, snow fell from the sky, and large flakes fell silently.
In this world, even sadness is quiet.
It was silent in the yard.
She walked in the snow, her shoes crunching.
Boom!
Something slammed hard against the courtyard door.
She frowned slightly, the servants were busy in the backyard, and no one came to open the door.
She frowned at the closed courtyard door, hesitated for a moment, and walked over.
She opened the vermilion courtyard door, and suddenly there was the sound of wind in the snowflakes, and the goose feather-like flying snow rushed towards her, and she subconsciously blocked it with her hand.
When she looked at the door again, she saw nothing.
Just when she was about to close the courtyard door, her steps stopped.
She stepped over the threshold and looked towards West Street.
Still no one.
At this moment, a low laugh came from behind.
She turned around in a daze.
I saw a slender and dusty man in the wind and snow, holding his arms in his arms, leaning lazily against the cold wall behind him, and stepping on the snow with his slender legs handsomely.
He was covered in dried blood, his face was pale, and his breath was weak.
He tilted his head to look at her, the pale and handsome face turned against the snow light, and the corners of his bloodless lips pulled out an uninhibited smile: "Qin Fengwan, you look so ugly when you cry."
Sorry for the lateness, this chapter is difficult to write.
I'm a sweet writer, make a fist.
(End of this chapter)