Rebirth is back for you

"Great gift?" Jing Ran raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see."

Changsun Qimu handed her the letterhead, looked in the direction of Shuobei and said nothing.

Jing Ran took the letter paper, first disliked its colorful and colorful, and then opened it leisurely, but there were only a few useful words, but Jiang Baixi, a dead girl, talked a lot.

Jing Ran rolled his eyes at the big arm drawn at the end of the letter, and said angrily, "Is this damn girl looking for something to do for us?"

"Looking for trouble is looking for trouble, but it is indeed a helping hand." Changsun Qimu looked away, glanced sideways at the big arm, and pulled Jing Ran up, "Let's go, subduing Shuobei is a big deal, if we don't do it well Using it, wouldn't it be disappointing my sister-in-law's intentions."

Jing Ran followed for two steps, looked down at Yun Ling who was still in his arms, and threw it out angrily, "Lazy bird!"

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp!"

Originally, the direction she was throwing should be Yunying's thick mane, but Yunying didn't want to catch this stinky thing, she just dodged slightly, and Yunling was thrown to the ground immediately.After it bounced up, it cursed and criticized Yunying and Jingran each like a cannonball, and then walked away shaking its feathers alone.

Changsun Qimu seldom laughed out loud, tilting his head and holding back.

"..." Jing Ran broke away from the hands they were holding together, turned her head around, and stared at her with a straight face.

The eldest grandson Qimu was innocent, pulled Jing Ran onto Yunying's back, pulled the rein and coaxed softly: "Even though it will be busy for a while, if the news spreads that you have subdued Shuobei, there will be no future for our big wedding." People have excuses to obstruct."

"..." Jing Ran couldn't help feeling melancholy, thinking how could Jiang Baixi, that dead girl, have such good intentions, maybe she couldn't see the two of them leisurely.

And the dead girl, thousands of miles away, sneezed three times in a row for no reason as soon as she got out of bed. Mo Ge paused and turned to look at her, "I told you that it was frosty and snowy last night, but you still want to mess around."

Although she was scolding in a low voice, she quickly took off the fiery red fox fur from the hanger, turned around and wrapped Jiang Baixi tightly.

Jiang Baixi grinned, pulled his head out of the fur collar, looked down at Mo Ge's action of arranging the lace, and wanted to get closer to kiss her, but Mo Ge flicked his finger away angrily, "It was yesterday I didn’t make it, do you still want to leave today?”

Jiang Baixi curled his lips, turned his head to look at the lingering heavy snow outside the window, and after a long time, said in a low voice with no expression on his face:

"The climate in Ganqiu has become more and more abnormal in recent years. It's time to prepare to move the capital."

It's not easy to move the capital, Mo Ge also turned his head to look at the silvery white that seemed to be forever, and stretched out his hand to hold Jiang Baixi, "Let's go, fortunately, Wuli is still warm."

Is it warm?Jiang Baixi closed his eyes calmly, and the two left the Chang'an Hall together.

On the first day of April in the fourth year of Figure Fang 430, Wuli established the crown prince, and held a banquet to observe the ceremony. The crown prince Ganqiu went to Li with a ceremonial team.

On the same day, due to the domestic turmoil in Qingyue, the small country Shuobei wanted to attack with 20 soldiers and horses. Jingran, the son of Qingyue Deqin Prince's Mansion, went north alone without a single soldier; Retreat the enemy.Afterwards, Qimu, the eldest grandson of the Nine Princesses, who had settled the troubles in Mobei, led 30 troops to join them, and jointly crusade against Shuobei, and drove straight in.

In just ten days, Yan Huai, the crown prince of Shuobei, delivered the form of surrender under the imperial city, causing an uproar all over the world.Three days later, the ministers of Qingyue made a joint petition in the court hall to invite Emperor Yue to appoint the eldest grandson Qimu, the eldest daughter of the emperor, as the heir.

At this point, the pattern of Tufang changed suddenly, and the handover of new rights began.

On the way back from Mobei, it coincided with the spring rain in April, and the road was endless.

"Princess, there is another letter from Prince Xi."

Jing Ran looked down at the person who was tired of being in her arms, and didn't even lift her eyelids, wrapped the scroll in her palm, and waved aside the curtain of the carriage.

A fresh, earthy smell comes to the face immediately, mixed with soft and fragrant floral fragrance.The rain is fine and soft, a wanton and peaceful tranquility.

After receiving the letter, Jing Ran looked at the trees and mountain curtains hidden in the mist and rain, then put down the curtain, opened the letter and raised his eyebrows and said: "This stinky girl said that going to Wuli capital happened to pass through Zuicheng, so she went there Wait for us, when the time comes, go in and have a look together."

The eldest grandson Qimu didn't say a word, and his movements remained unchanged. Jing Ran threw the letter paper aside, lowered his head and pinched her cheek, "Your Highness, you are getting lazy."

"You're used to being lazy." Changsun Qimu wrapped his arms around her waist and raised his head, his brows soft and his eyes soft.

"It's only natural for me to be spoiled by my wife." Jing Ran felt proud, hugged her and raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "What's more, you only let me be spoiled."

"Your Majesty, it's obviously you and the princess, you two are used to each other." Luo Xi jumped into the carriage with a curtain at this time, holding a bunch of secret letters and said delicately: "Although I haven't seen what you looked like before, But I asked Qing Chi. And our princess, who used to stay in the study all year round, now even has Roy and I to change ways to urge me to approve a letter on weekdays."

"Is that so?" Jing Ran showed a reflective look.

"Of course it is." Luo Xi strikes while the iron is hot, "You see, now that the princess has been appointed as the crown prince, the number of affairs has suddenly increased, and the number of memorials to be reviewed in a day has decreased even less. Roy and I are almost exhausted."

"Well," Jing Ran nodded approvingly, and when Luo Xi was beaming with joy, he waved his hands coolly and said, "If you two feel tired, go back and enjoy the flowers and grass. I'll find two useful maids for Mian'er later. .”

Luo Xi was taken aback, quickly put down the secret letter in front of her and picked it up, jumped off the carriage and said loudly: "Your servant will go to work now!"

The eldest grandson Qimu held the scroll motionless from beginning to end, but nestled in Jingran's arms and looked up.

Jing Ran patted her on the head amusedly, "Mian'er, you look very much like Yun Ling."

"Yunling is lazy or am I?" Changsun Qimu suddenly raised his head.

"..." Jing Ran touched the waist of the man in his arms, and said sincerely: "Naturally, Yun Ling is lazy. Although you are a little fatter, you are far from it."

Changsun Qimu covered his eyes, and said in a melancholy voice, "I also feel that I am getting lazy."

Jing Ran smiled, and pointed to the tall stack at the corner of the table, "Then get up and approve the secret letter. Luo Xi and Roy can help you with some things, and I can help you with some things, but for the rest, we still have to leave it to you." You can't do it yourself."

The eldest grandson Qimu moved his hand away, looked at Jingran for a while, and said quietly: "I don't want it."

Jing Ran: "..."

"Why can't you help me deal with it all?" Changsun Qimu leaned into Jingran's arms again, completely burying his palm-sized face in the snow silk brocade.

It was the first time that Jing Ran saw her in such a relentless manner, staring at her bosom in novelty without saying a word.

"Mian'er, are you coming soon to Kuishui?" Jing Ran thought for a while, then Fuzhi lowered her head and touched the belly of the person in her arms.

Changsun Qimu froze and was about to get up immediately, Jing Ran let her go and looked down, and sure enough, he saw that the hem of the clothes on his legs was about to be stained with a small piece of indescribable blood, like a red flower that had just bloomed.

Jing Ran raised his head, seeing Changsun Qimu's ever-changing little face suddenly amused, and asked softly, "First time?"

The eldest grandson Qimu had a strange look on his face, and he kept his face sullen and didn't speak.

"Silly girl." Jing Ran gently took her hand and lifted the curtain to look at it. She was just walking on the official road between the two cities, and the road ahead was Lucheng. Judging by the speed of the team, it should be It will take another two hours to arrive, but the accompanying station has been arranged by order early on.

Jing Ran called Roy and gave a few low-key instructions, took away the two clothes and the things that were only for his own use, then hugged the person with reddish ears and floated out of the carriage very quickly, heading straight for Lucheng go.

Although the rain outside was fine and soft, it was always cold. Jing Ran looked at the person with a clear face in his arms, and used his spiritual power to prop up a transparent barrier around his body to keep out the misty rain.

After arriving in Lucheng, Jingran did not choose the post station, but turned to Huamanlou in Lucheng, and entered Tianzi No. [-] room directly from the window.

Putting her on the soft couch, Jing Ran pulled the blanket over, touched her head and said, "Don't move around, I'll call someone to bring things in."

"Okay." The eldest grandson Qimu only showed his head, and responded obediently, following Jing Ran's eyes after changing his coat and leaving the door, it suddenly became dark.

After waiting for a while, Changsun Qimu turned his head and called out, "Luo Yi."

"Princess?" Luo Yi didn't come in, but just responded in a low voice outside the window. His lightness kung fu was already far from Jing Ran's, and it was only when her kung fu skills were only half left that he could barely follow her.

"Where did Brother Six go now?"

"Just out of the border of the East China Sea." Luo Yi replied in a low voice, and asked, "Does the princess want to send a message?"

After waiting for a while, Changsun Qimu said in a low voice, "No, just go down."

There was no movement outside the window, and after a while, the door was gently pushed open, Jing Ran waved his sleeves and moved the screen to the soft couch, and then told the person carrying the stove behind him, "Come in."

Didn't feel the water vapor that I thought, but the room suddenly became warmer. Changsun Qimu blinked, looked at Jing Ran who came around from behind the screen, and asked, "Don't you want to take a bath?"

"It's not good to take a bath. You can change your clothes when the room is warm." Jing Ran sat down beside the soft couch and touched her belly, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing her shaking her head, a halo appeared in Jing Ran's palm, and then a huge and warm soft flow melted into her lower abdomen like spring water. Changsun Qimu's eyes suddenly became far-reaching, and she stared at Jing Ran for a long time without moving. Then he squeezed her hand back into his palm and said softly: "Enough."

"Well," Jing Ran withdrew her hand as she said, and got up to get the clothes, but her sleeves were suddenly grabbed, and she turned around and raised her eyebrows.

Changsun Qimu pinched the hem of his sleeve, smiled, let go and said, "Go."

"Silly girl." Jing Ran leaned over and kissed her brow, took the thing and put it on the side of the soft couch, and asked in a low voice, as if a little embarrassed: "This is used to cushion... um, do you know how to use it? "

Changsun Qimu trembled his long eyelashes subtly, and nodded almost inaudibly.

"Yeah." Jing Ran seemed to have a few more words to tell, but after thinking about it, he gave up, got up and walked out, "I'll ask them to bring some food, and I'll be right back."

The eldest grandson Qimu watched the door close, smiled and got up to tidy up. After the two had dinner, Jing Ransi said: "Lucheng is only [-] miles away from the capital, and you can arrive at the day after tomorrow at most. And the etiquette of going to Li The team is well-prepared, and it is estimated that we will start when we go back. If it is so troublesome, why not go south directly from Lucheng to the Jiangcheng Canal tomorrow, and let Gu Jingzhou take the leader Sun Qihao back to Beijing to report on his duties and then lead the etiquette team to set off, and finally from Wuli We meet outside of the capital. That stinky girl Jiang Baixi is still waiting for us in Drunken City, so it will be a burden if you leave with the etiquette team."

Changsun Qimu put his knuckles upside down on the table and thought for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, but if you go by water—"

"Huh?" Jing Ran looked at her, and said in his heart, "It's good that Yunying can also be brought on board."

The eldest grandson Qimu looked at Jing Ran for a while, smiled and nodded, "Okay."