Xiao Changqing didn't bother to avoid suspicion and looked straight at Shen Xihe, not knowing how to start for a moment.
Every step they took was extremely dangerous, so they naturally had to think carefully. Even if they didn't have to feel that they could keep steady, they at least had to make sure that the possibility of being smashed to pieces was extremely small.
However, today Shen Xihe was like a gambler, betting everything on one bet, without any basis, without any rationality. She just relied on her intuition, stubbornly and resolutely making a move that could lead to her own disastrous outcome.
"Crown Princess, have you thought it through?" Xiao Changqing clenched the jade pendant, "No regrets?"
Shen Xihe lowered her head and looked at her bulging belly. A gentle smile spread across her clear face. Her hand gently stroked the little guy in her belly who was playing and moving his limbs again: "No regrets."
Since Shen Xihe was determined to do so, Xiao Changqing did not try to persuade him any further. He stood up, clasped his hands in greeting, and left silently.
In late autumn, a cool breeze blows and apricot yellow butterflies fly.
A butterfly-like Pingzhong leaf floated in the wind, Shen Xihe reached out to catch it, his bright eyes drifting away: "It's late autumn again, but this year there's no one to accompany me to enjoy it.
Beichen, are you okay? "
At the same time, on a deep island thousands of miles away from Shen Xihe, Xiao Huayong also caught a ginkgo leaf and stroked it gently.
His face was pale, his eyes were filled with deep fatigue, and his lips were as pale as transparent.
"Your Highness, take your medicine." Xie Yunhuai handed over a bowl of medicine.
Xiao Huayong was too weak to even pick up the bowl of medicine, so he swallowed it slowly, bit by bit, with the help of Xie Yunhuai's hand.
Xiao Huayong had to drink three bowls of these medicines every day. He had already lost his sense of taste from drinking so much, and his whole body was filled with the strong smell of medicine.
"Ruogu, you go back." Xiao Huayong seemed to have regained some energy after drinking the medicine. "Mr. Linghu is here, and I have learned the language here. Mr. Linghu also knows my condition. You go back and take care of her for me."
Xie Yunhuai was silent for a long time, he didn't know what to say.
In fact, Xiao Huayong's health had been deteriorating after being here for half a year. Although the sword was a show and avoided the vital parts, it penetrated into his body. Then he was tossed out to sea and encountered wind and waves. If it weren't for the experienced Qu family sailor, they might not have been able to get here alive.
Xiao Huayong needed to recuperate and adapt to the place. When they first arrived, it was cold and damp here, and detoxification was urgent. Several times, Xie Yunhuai thought Xiao Huayong could not hold on, but he managed to survive. He held the black dot tied to his wrist with a five-colored thread tightly every time. He said that this was his belief.
Xiao Huayong's body is still weak, but his sword wound has healed. Mr. Linghu Zheng, who came with them, is an expert in medicine and knows the poison in Xiao Huayong's body well.
"Your Highness, if I go back, how should I deal with Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess?" Xie Yunhuai asked.
He was actually willing to go back as he still had some unfinished business, and Xiao Huayong was sure that he was no longer needed.
After hearing this, Xiao Huayong's tired eyes fell on Ping Zhongye in his palm, and his voice was soft but firm: "She won't ask."
Xie Yunhuai was slightly startled, then lowered his head, and after a moment he silently saluted to Shen Xihe.
The next day, he set sail back to the court.
It was an especially dull day in Kyoto. The sky was dark and the wind was howling, but there was no heavy rain.