Chapter 890

At night, shangguanyan came from Pucheng and went to the barracks first.

She also went to the city to hear that Huang changsun had come. Based on her understanding of her two sons, one wanted to find a daughter-in-law and the other wanted to find a brother. Most of them are in the military camp at the moment.

Sure enough, she saw Gu Jiao and her two brothers in Xuanping Hou's camp.

Shangguanqing has fallen asleep and Gu Jiao is giving him an infusion.

He has a bad appetite these days. Gu Jiao gives him some rehydration from time to time.

But tonight, the atmosphere in the camp seems especially dignified.

Shangguanyan's face changed: "what's the matter? What's the matter? Is qinger not well?"

Shangguanqing's situation was not good at all. He always relied on the drugs in the National Teacher hall to suppress the toxicity, which made him look like a normal person. In fact, his body had already dried up.

Ye Qing said that he would not go too painful, but would become more and more sleepy. He might fall asleep one day and never wake up again.

Xiao Heng talked shangguanqing's idea to shangguanyan.

Shangguan Yan fell into a chair and said, "he really decided to do this?"

Go to Zhao.

That means he gave up the antidote completely.

Zhao has a long way to go. No one can guarantee that he will not be poisoned and killed on the way.

If he was poisoned, wouldn't he have gone in vain?

At the thought that her son would die alone on the way back to the state of Zhao, Shangguan Yan was as worried as a knife!

She doesn't want to lose her son's last face!

"Ah Heng... I can't bear to..."

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

But at the same time, she also knew that she did not prevent shangguanqing from seeing Princess Xinyang.

"Lord Hou, Chang Jing and Ye Qing are going north. Let me ask. The dark night island is in that direction. If the road is easy, they would have taken Guan Qing. If they didn't, it means that this trip was a narrow escape."

The extreme north has extremely bad weather. Snowstorms sweep the ice sheet, and with the advent of winter, it will become impossible for even experts to walk through.

Shangguanqing maybe just wanted to understand this, so he decided to give up waiting for Arnebia.

He wants to use the last time of his life to go back to his country and have a look at his home.

Meet your mother.

Shangguanyan choked: "I took him away and didn't ask him if he agreed..."

Now he has grown up.

He can't decide his birth or even choose his life, but he hopes to choose the way to leave.

It's up to him to choose whether to live or die.

After taking Arnebia, there is only one in ten thousand survival rate. If he fails, he will never go back alive.

It was up to him to decide whether he would gamble or spend all his life to see his mother.

In the camp, shangguanyan grabbed his son's hand and cried all night.

……

Zhaoguo has a particularly cold winter this year. At the end of October, the first snow floated in the capital, and it snowed for half a month in November.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, it cleared up for a few days.

In a house on Zhuque street, Princess Xinyang sat quietly in front of her bed to embroider.

In the past, there were only pen, ink, paper and inkstone on her desk. I don't know when, they were all replaced with all kinds of fabrics.

She thought the room was stuffy and called Yujin to open the window lattice.

A little servant girl came in.

The little servant girl smiled and said, "aunt Yujin has gone out. What can the princess say?"

"Open the window," said Princess Xinyang.

"But it's cold outside." the little servant girl was worried about her body.

Princess Xinyang said lightly, "I'm hot."

"Well, just drive for a while," said the little servant girl.

"Yes." Princess Xinyang nodded.

The little servant girl bypassed the table and opened the window lattice with a brace.

The cold wind came in with flying snow. Princess Xinyang only felt cool for a while, and even her dizzy head was awake a lot.

The little servant girl shivered.

It's so cold!

It's snowing again!

Princess Xinyang did some embroidery with the cold wind. The little servant girl didn't dare to let her blow more. She put down the window lattice at the risk of being driven out.

"Aunt Yujin said, you can't blow cold air, eat cold food, or......" the little servant girl bowed her head and said very low spirited.

"OK, I didn't say I would punish you." Princess Xinyang didn't intend to argue with a little girl, but she really couldn't sit still after sitting in the house for an hour.

"Bring me your cloak and I'll go out for a walk," she said.

"Ah, yes." the little servant girl took her cloak and put it on Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang got up, walked out of the house with swollen legs and feet, and came to the corridor.

The snow in the yard was clean, and the ground was covered with anti-skid grass mats.

The little servant girl held an umbrella for her.

"Go to the flower house," said Princess Xinyang.

"Yes." the little servant girl answered and held her carefully.

The master and servant went to the flower house.

The house was originally very large. Princess Xinyang liked to raise flowers and directly used half of the house as a flower house.

The greenhouse is burning charcoal and the temperature is high.

The little servant girl knew that her Princess didn't go to enjoy the flowers. She wanted to see if the old clothes had been dried.

As soon as they came to the door of the flower house, they heard a whisper inside.

"What do you think of the princess? How can she turn out the old clothes so many years ago? Let's wash and dry them."

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

"When you hear it, you hear it. Do you think I'm alone? Everyone is saying it privately!"

"What is it?"

"Princess... Actually has two sons!"

"What?"

"Half of the children's clothes belong to the young Marquis and half belong to another young childe. It's a pity that the child's life is bad. He died early after he was born less than a month! You say, let's just wash and dry the young Marquis's clothes. Why do you wash the child? It's bad luck to wash the dead's clothes during the New Year!"

It has been widely spread in the capital that little Marquis zhaodu came back alive.

Although Xiao Qing's identity has not been spread outside, these servants who closed the door listened to her when she and Yujin were tidying up their clothes.

The little servant girl dared not go out. She turned to see Princess Xinyang. Sure enough, the princess's face was cold.

The two servant girls felt the cold sight behind them and looked back stunned. When they saw Princess Xinyang, they were so frightened that they fell on their knees!

Princess Xinyang walked over quickly.

The little servant girl was frightened: "princess, please slow down!"

Princess Xinyang came to them and shouted, "get up! You have soiled my son's clothes!"

Just now, the insolent servant girl happened to hold a small dress that Xiao Qing had worn when she was born.

The servant girl trembled and handed the dirty clothes to Princess Xinyang.

Princess Xinyang looked at her son's dirty clothes. Somehow, a burst of sadness came from her heart.

"Princess!"

Yujin came back from shopping. She heard that Princess Xinyang had gone to the flower house and hurried to have a look.

I didn't know I saw this.

She didn't immediately ask the two servant girls kneeling on the ground what had happened, but directly told the little servant girl, "take them down first, and I'll deal with them later!"

"Yes!" the little servant girl put the umbrella away and handed it to Yujin.

Yujin took the oil paper umbrella and whispered to Princess Xinyang, who was on the verge of emotional collapse, "princess, I have a clear space to see you."

After xiaojingkong returned to the capital, he often came to visit Princess Xinyang. Yujin just met him at the door.

Princess Xinyang liked the clearance 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.

After a month's study in the Imperial College, xiaojingkong returns to his former appearance. After this new year's Eve, he will be six years old.

But he still looks like five years old. He's really worried to death.

Princess Xinyang asked someone to cook a bowl of goat milk for him, with honey and red beans. It was very delicious.

Xiaojingkong ate it and sat on the stool to talk with Princess Xinyang.

"Princess, you look good today. You are becoming more and more beautiful!"

Princess Xinyang was amused by him: "really?"

"Of course, and." xiaojingkong looked up and down at Princess Xinyang, opened his mouth and said, "it has become more lovely."

Princess Xinyang exposed him: "you obviously didn't intend to say that."

"Ah." xiaojingkong raised two small hands and grabbed his little head. "You can see that... Well, Jiaojiao asked me to say so!"

"Is Jiao Jiao back?" asked Princess Xinyang.

Little headroom shook his head and said seriously, "no, what Jiao Jiao said before! Jiao Jiao said, you can't say that girls are fat, girls are fat, they are cute to expand!"

"Poof -" Yu Jin on one side couldn't help laughing.

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

But the princess is not fat.

"What did you learn in the Imperial College today?" Princess Xinyang did not continue the above topic, but asked him his homework.

"Today I learned the filial piety Sutra." Xiao Jingkong recited the contents of the class completely and explained them in his own words.

Princess Xinyang nodded, all right.

She touched his little head: "what a clever boy."

Little Jingkong turned his eyes and said, "is that me or my brother-in-law smart?"

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

Xiaojingkong frowned bitterly.

Why is the bad brother-in-law and he smart?

Mingming's bad brother-in-law always comes last in the exam.

In fact, he can ask this question. Subconsciously, he has admitted that the bad brother-in-law is very smart, but he didn't find it himself.

He straightened up and said, "I'll be the champion earlier than my brother-in-law!"

What little headroom doesn't know at this time is that he is indeed the No. 1 in high school earlier than his bad brother-in-law, but he is not the No. 1 in literature.

"Clearance! I'm going to shoot an arrow!"

Outside the door came the sound of porridge.

"Oh! I forgot to make an appointment with them to shoot arrows!" xiaojingkong jumped down from the stool and bowed politely to Princess Xinyang. "Princess, I'll go first and see you another day."

"OK." Princess Xinyang nodded mildly and asked Yujin to send the small clearance to the carriage.

When Yujin came back, Princess Xinyang was sorting out the little clothes soiled by the servant girl.

"Clearance is like ah Heng when he was a child." so seeing clearance is like seeing ah Heng when he was half an child, which makes Princess Xinyang miss it very much.

Yujin smiled: "isn't it? They are smart, like to take the first place, and they are stuffy and naughty."

Xiao Heng was not as good as he looked when he was a child. He didn't let him climb trees. He climbed secretly and didn't let him eat sugar. He and long drilled into the kitchen.

Occasionally, Princess Xinyang was angry and wanted to beat him. He also knew to call the dragon to take him away and come back when her anger subsided.

Thinking of Xiao Heng's childhood, Princess Xinyang felt funny at first. She smiled for a while, and her expression was a little sad.

She lowered her head, stroked the little clothes in her hand, and said calmly, "you said, what would it look like if Qing'er was still alive?"

Are you as naughty as ah Heng?

As smart as aheng?

Like ah Heng, are there too many ghost ideas to fit?

Is he from Wen? Or can you practice martial arts?

Would he like to wander around or stay with her?

Yujin looked at her anxiously: "Princess..."

Princess Xinyang shook her head and held back the pain of losing her son: "I'm fine. I always think of that child recently."

Yu Jin looked at the little clothes in her hand: "see things and think of people, princess, I'd better take the clothes of the little childe and put them away."

Princess Xinyang didn't speak. She glanced at the table and said, "the little clear book has fallen here. You'll find someone to send it to Bishui alley later."

"OK." Yu Jingang replied.

There was a soft knock outside the door.

"I'll open the door," said Yujin.

She came to the door and pulled open the gate.

Yujin saw a familiar figure with exquisite appearance and jade like charm. She was a little less young and astringent, and there was a trace of maturity, stability and dignity between her eyebrows.

Yujin was shocked: "little Marquis! Princess! Little marquis is back!"

"Ah Heng?" Princess Xinyang was so happy that she hurried out of the house without putting on her cloak.

In the wind and snow, she saw her son whom she cared about every day.

Xiao Heng's body is covered with wind and snow. It can be seen that he has been standing at the door for a while.

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

"Come in."

"Brother."