First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 890 Mother and son meet (Qingge VS Xinyang)

 It’s November at the border, and the wind is biting.

 At night, Shangguan Yan came from Pucheng and went to the military camp first.

She only heard about the arrival of the emperor's eldest grandson when she entered the city. Based on her understanding of the two sons, one was looking for a wife and the other was looking for a younger brother. Most of them were in the military camp at the moment.

As expected, she met Gu Jiao and her two brothers in Xuanpinghou's camp.

Shangguan Qing has fallen asleep, and Gu Jiao is giving him an infusion.

His appetite has been bad these days, so Gu Jiao gives him some rehydration fluids from time to time.

 But tonight, the atmosphere in the camp seemed particularly solemn.

Shangguan Yan's face changed: "What's wrong? What happened? Is Qing'er not well?"

Shangguan Qing's condition was not good to begin with. He had been relying on the medicine from Guoshidian to suppress the toxicity, making him look like a normal person. In fact, his body had long been exhausted.

Ye Qing said that it won’t be too painful for him to walk, but he will become more and more sleepy. He may fall asleep one day and never wake up.

Xiao Heng told Shangguan Qing’s thoughts to Shangguan Yan.

Shangguan Yan fell down on the chair in a daze: "Did he really decide to do this?"

　　Go to Zhao State.

 It means that he has completely given up on the antidote.

Zhaoguo has a long way to go, and no one can guarantee that he will not die of poisoning on the way.



Shangguan Yan was heartbroken at the thought of his son dying alone on the way back to Zhao Kingdom!

 She didn’t want to not be able to see her son for the last time!

 “Aheng…I can’t bear to part with it…”

 At this moment, she is not an iron-hearted princess, she is just an ordinary mother.

 But at the same time, she also understood that she had no right to prevent Shangguan Qing from meeting Princess Xinyang.

"The Marquis, Chang Jing, and Ye Qing are heading north. Let me ask, Dark Night Island is in that direction. If the road was easy, they would have brought Shangguan Qing with them. If they didn't, it means that this trip is a narrow escape. ."

 The Far North has extremely bad weather, with blizzards raging across the ice fields, and with the coming of winter, it will become impossible for even experts to travel through it.

Perhaps Shangguan Qing wanted to understand this and decided to give up waiting for Lithospermum.

 He wanted to use the last time of his life to return to his own country and take a look at his home.

 Meet your mother.

Shangguan Yan choked up and said: "When I took him away, I didn't ask him if he agreed..."

 Now he has grown up.

 He cannot decide his own birth, or even his own life, but he hopes to be able to choose his own way of leaving.

 Life or death is his choice.

After taking Lithospermum, there is only one ten thousandth chance of survival. If he fails, he will never be able to come back alive.

 Whether he gambles on this eventuality or spends all his life to see his mother is up to him.

In the camp, Shangguan Yan held his son's hand and cried the whole night.

 …

Zhaoguo’s winter this year was extremely cold. At the end of October, the first snow fell in the capital, and in November it snowed for half a month.

 It was sunny for a few days after entering the twelfth lunar month.

 In a house on Zhuque Street, Princess Xinyang sat quietly in front of the bed and embroidered.

In the past, there were only pens, ink, paper and inkstones on her desk. I don’t know when, but they were all replaced by various fabrics.

She felt the room was stuffy, so she called Yujin to come and open the window lattice.

 The person who came in was a little maid.

The little maid smiled and said, "Aunt Yujin is out. What are your orders from the princess?"

 “Open the window.” Princess Xinyang said.

“But it’s very cold outside.” The little maid was worried about her health.

Princess Xinyang said calmly: "I'm hot."

 “Then, just drive for a little while.” said the little maid.

 “Yes.” Princess Xinyang nodded.

The little maid walked around the table and used the pole to open the window lattice.

The cold wind carried the flying snow and drifted in. Princess Xinyang felt a coolness, and even her dizzy head sobered up a lot.

The little maid shivered.

 It’s so cold!

 It’s snowing again!

Princess Xinyang did embroidery for a while while the cold wind blew. The little maid did not dare to let her do more embroidery, so she lowered the window lattice to avoid the risk of being kicked out.

"Aunt Yujin said, you can't blow in the cold wind, you can't eat cold things, you can't..." The little maid lowered her head and said without confidence.

"Okay, I didn't say I would punish you." Princess Xinyang didn't intend to argue with a little girl, but after sitting in the room for an hour, she was indeed a little bit unable to sit still.

 “Bring me the cloak, I’ll go out for a walk,” she said.

"Ah, yes." The little maid frightenedly took the cloak and put it on Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang stood up, walked out of the house on her swollen legs and feet, and came to the corridor.

 The snow in the yard was cleared cleanly, and non-slip straw mats were laid on the ground.

 The little maid held an umbrella for her.

 “Let’s go to the flower room and have a look.” Princess Xinyang said.

"Yes." The little maid agreed and supported her carefully.

 The master and servant went to the flower room.

This house was originally quite big. Princess Xinyang liked to grow flowers, so she used half of the house as a flower room.

 Charcoal is burning in the greenhouse and the temperature is high.

The little maid understood that her princess was not going to enjoy the flowers. She wanted to see if the old clothes had been dried.

As soon as the two of them arrived at the door of the flower room, they heard a burst of whispers coming from inside.

"What do you think the princess thinks? Why did you dig out the old clothes from so many years ago? And let us wash and dry them."

 “Keep your voice down so that no one can hear you.”

　　"I heard it when I heard it. Do you think I am the only one who said this? Everyone is spreading it privately!"

 “What are you preaching?”

 “The princess…actually has two sons!”

"What?"

"Half of these children's clothes belong to the young prince, and half belong to another young master. It's a pity that the child's life was not good. He died before he was a month old! You said, let's wash and dry the clothes of the young prince. Forget it, why are you washing that child’s clothes? It’s so unlucky to wash clothes of dead people during the Chinese New Year!”

The news that the young Marquis of Zhaodu came back alive has spread in the capital.

Although the information about Xiao Qing's identity has not yet spread to the outside world, the servants who came in after closing the door had somewhat heard about it while she and Yu Jin were sorting their clothes.

The little maid didn't dare to express her anger. She turned to look at Princess Xinyang. Sure enough, the princess's face was cold.

The two maids may have felt the cold gaze behind them, and turned around in a daze. When they saw Princess Xinyang, they were so frightened that they fell to their knees on the ground!

 Princess Xinyang walked over quickly.

The little maid was frightened: "Princess! Slow down!"

Princess Xinyang came to the two of them and shouted: "Get up! You have soiled my son's clothes!"

The maid who made the rude remarks just now happened to be holding a small piece of clothing that Xiao Qing wore when he was born.

The maid shook her head and handed the dirty clothes to Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang looked at her son's dirty clothes, and for some reason, she felt a burst of sadness in her heart.

"Princess!"

Yujin came back from shopping. She heard that Princess Xinyang had gone to the flower house, so she came over to take a look.

Unexpectedly, I saw this scene.

She did not immediately ask the two maids kneeling on the ground what they had done, but directly ordered the little maid: "Take them two down first, I will deal with them later!"

“Yes!” The little maid put away the umbrella in her hand and handed it to Yu Jin.

Yu Jin took the oil-paper umbrella and whispered to Princess Xinyang, who was on the verge of emotional collapse: "Princess, Jingkong is here to see you."

Xiao Qingkong often came to visit Princess Xinyang after returning to the capital. Yujin just met him at the door.

Princess Xinyang liked Qingkong very much. When she heard him coming, she pulled away from her extreme emotions and took the dirty clothes back to the house with her own hands.

Xiao Jingkong studied in the Imperial College for a month and returned to his former self. After this New Year's Eve, he will be six years old.

But he still looks like he is five years old. He is really worried.

 Princess Xinyang asked someone to boil a bowl of goat's milk for him, add honey and red beans, it was very delicious.

Xiao Jingkong finished the drink happily and sat on a stool to talk to Princess Xinyang.

“Princess, you look good today, you are getting more and more beautiful!”

Princess Xinyang was amused by him: "Really?"

"Of course, and." Xiao Jingkong looked at Princess Xinyang up and down, opened her mouth and said, "It has become cuter."

Princess Xinyang exposed him: "You obviously didn't mean to say that."

"Ah." Xiao Jingkong raised his two little hands and scratched his little head, "You can see this too...well, it was Jiaojiao who asked me to say that!"

“Is Jiaojiao back?” Princess Xinyang asked.

Xiao Jingkong shook his head and said seriously: "No, Jiaojiao said it before! Jiaojiao said, you can't say girls are fat, girls are fat because they are so cute!"

 “Pfft—” Yu Jin on the side couldn’t hold it back and laughed out loud.

If you want to say that the princess is fat, just say so.

However, the princess is not fat.

 “What did you learn at the Imperial College today?” Princess Xinyang did not continue the above topic and asked him about his homework instead.

“Today we are learning the Book of Filial Piety.” Xiao Jingkong memorized the content of the class completely and explained it in her own words.

 Princess Xinyang nodded, everything was right.

 She touched his little head: "What a smart boy."

Xiao Jingkong's eyes rolled: "Am I smart or is my brother-in-law smart?"

Princess Xinyang was amused by him: "They are all smart."

 Xiao Jingkong frowned in bitterness and hatred.

 Why are the bad brother-in-law and he both smart?

Obviously the bad brother-in-law always comes last in the exam.

 Actually, he could ask this question, and subconsciously he had already admitted that the bad brother-in-law was very smart, but he just didn't realize it himself.

He straightened his body and said, "I will get the top prize earlier than my brother-in-law!"

What Xiao Qingkong didn't know at this time was that he did become the number one scholar in high school earlier than his bad brother-in-law, but he was not the number one scholar in literature.

 “Clear! Let’s go shooting!”

 The voice of Xu Chuzhou came from outside the door.

"Oops! I forgot to make an appointment with them to go archery!" Xiao Qingkong jumped down from the stool and bowed politely to Princess Xinyang, "Princess, I'm leaving now. I'll see you another day."

 “Okay.” Princess Xinyang nodded with gentle eyes and asked Yujin to put Xiao Jingkong into the carriage.

When Yu Jin came back, Princess Xinyang was sorting out the little dress that was stained by the maid.

“Jingkong and Aheng look so alike when they were young.” So seeing Jingkong was like seeing Aheng when he was half a child, which made Princess Xinyang miss her very much.

Yu Jin smiled: "Isn't it? They are both smart, they both like to be first, and they are both sullen and naughty."

When Xiao Heng was a child, he was not as well-behaved as he seemed. He was not allowed to climb trees, so he climbed secretly, and he was not allowed to eat sweets, so he went to the kitchen with Long Yi.

Princess Xinyang occasionally got so angry that she wanted to beat him up. He also knew how to call the dragon to take him away, and then come back when her anger subsided.

Thinking of what happened to Xiao Heng in his childhood, Princess Xinyang found it funny at first. She laughed for a while, and her expression became a bit sad.

She lowered her head, touched the small clothes in her hand, and said calmly: "Tell me, what would it be like if Qing'er were still alive?"

 Are you as naughty as Ah Heng?

 Are you as smart as Ah Heng?

Like Ah Heng, do you have too many evil ideas to keep in mind?

 Is he good at writing? Or will he practice martial arts?

 Would he prefer to travel around or stay by her side?

Yu Jin looked at her worriedly: "Princess..."

Princess Xinyang shook her head and held back the pain of losing her child: "I'm fine. I just keep thinking about that child lately."

Yu Jin glanced at the small clothes in her hand: "I miss people when I see things, princess. I'd better take the young master's clothes and put them away."

Princess Xinyang did not speak. She glanced at the table and said, "Xiao Jingkong's book was left here. You will find someone to take it to Bishui Hutong later."

 “Okay.” Yu Jin just responded.

There was a gentle knock on the door.

 “I’ll open the door.” Yujin said.

She came to the door and opened the courtyard door forcefully.

Yu Jin saw a familiar figure, with a delicate face, as graceful as jade, a little less youthful and youthful, and a hint of maturity, stability, dignity and self-control that was about to reach his crown between his eyebrows.

Yu Jin was shocked: "Little Marquis! Princess! Little Marquis is back!"

"Aheng?" Princess Xinyang was so happy that she didn't even bother to put on her cloak and hurriedly walked out of the house.

 In the wind and snow, she saw the son she had been thinking about every day.

  Xiao Heng's body was covered with wind and snow, which showed that he had been standing at the door for a while.

 He crossed the threshold and did not immediately step forward to reunite with Princess Xinyang. Instead, he turned around and looked behind him.

"come in."

"elder brother."

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