"In reply to Your Majesty, my wife caught a cold along the way and has been ill for a long time. She is unable to come to court, so I ask for Your Majesty's forgiveness."

Zhao Deji was speechless, he did not know whether Hua Rong was truly sick or not, but in terms of rewards, Yue Pengju rewarded 2,000 silver, clothing, belts, bows and arrows, war horses, etc., and was promoted to the rank of a Martial Saint. He then named the twenty thousand troops as the "Divine Martial Army", and began to guard the Xiangyang.

His subordinates, Zhang Xian, were all rewarded with promotion.

The sky was high and the ground was far away, which was exactly the ideal result that he and Hua Rong had discussed together.

He rushed out and Zhao Deji suddenly asked, "Is Hua Rong seriously sick?"

"It's not too serious. Your Majesty, please rest assured."

He stood up and walked down. With a wave of his hand, Kanggong gave him a embroidered box.

"Penga, this jade pendant is the wedding gift that I bestowed upon her back then. You can give it to her …" When this jade was in Hua Rong's hands, it was used to beat up the old fisherman who was fleeing for his life. After tossing and turning the boat a few times, Zhao Deji rewarded Lin Zhijie, the old fisherman and the others, and only brought this jade back as a souvenir.

"And also a box of imperial doctors' ginseng head crow, give it to Hua Rong together, consider this our gift to her."

"Thank you, your majesty."

Zhao Deji watched him leave. His back was unusually tall and sturdy, looking extremely heroic, and his heart was a little depressed. Rong Er, from now on, was the wife of this empire's general!

It's just that, why is Rong Er unwilling to even enter the palace for the last time? Was she afraid that she wouldn't be able to return?

He was angry, but there was nothing he could do.

That night, there was a larger fireworks party in the palace.

Zhao Deji's only son was being meticulously taken care of by Pan Yingying and the others. Unexpectedly, the smoke and fire shot up to the sky, causing little prince to cry out loud in fear, he almost fainted on the spot.

Zhao Deji's heart ached for his son, and anxiously ordered him to stop the fireworks. When he rushed over to take a look, he saw that his son's lips were black, as though he was going to die anytime.

He held his only born son close to his chest and comforted him for a while. Seeing him sleep peacefully, he realized with such eagerness that he had to have another child, or, if anything went wrong, he would not be able to choose an heir to the throne.

All of the consorts were naturally able to read the thoughts of the emperor, and they too began to rub their fists together. However, ever since he had escaped twice, the first time he got down from palace maid Song Xixi's body, and the second time he got down from Wu Jinnu's body, it was as if his soul had frightened him to death. Unknowingly, his interest in matters in the room had greatly decreased.

However, today, the strong will to give birth once again caused his desire to increase greatly. Seeing that his concubines were all wearing thick makeup and were all fat and thin, especially Zhang Yingying, who was the most beautiful amongst the group of girls, his heart stirred as he said, "Zhang's wife, tonight, you shall go to bed."

Zhang Yingying stood out from the crowd of concubines and was pleasantly surprised. Wu Jinnu, Pan Yingying and the others congratulated him repeatedly, but they were also jealous and resentful at the same time.

When Zhao Deji reached the critical point, he suddenly thought of the words "The gold soldier is here". From head to toe, a certain place on her body quickly withered as she collapsed onto the bed, drenched in sweat.

"Shangguan Family, Shangguan Family …"

Zhang Yingying was so anxious that tears streamed down her face.

Zhao Deji's face was ghastly pale as he said in a low voice, "Regarding today's matter, if you dare to reveal even half a word, I will exterminate your entire clan …"

Zhang Yingying kneeled in front of him naked in fright, almost fainting.

On the second day, Wu Jinnu, Pan Yingying and the others wanted to see the situation through the means of congratulating her, but they saw bruises all over Pan Yingying's neck and face.

Zhang Yingying forced a smile on her face, the two of them did not understand what was going on. In the future, it would be the both of them's turn to serve the, so they knew that the Shangguan Family was extremely 'impotent'. Every time, they would think of a way to replace the palace maid. Each one of them tragically realized that their hopes of having a son had basically been completely shattered.

Only Pan Yingying was happy, she even took good care of her son, who was born lacking in talent. She prayed that Shangguan Family's impotence would never be good, and that the other women in the palace would never have another son.

It was winter, and the moon was in the middle of winter.

After experiencing the war and the devastation of the Golden Army, even though the scenery along the way was bleak, it was still unable to cover up some of the coming New Year's Eve aura. Tomorrow night, it would be New Year's Eve.

Yue Pengju led his troops and returned back to the Xiangyang.

Zhang Xian caught up: "It looks like we need to spend New Year's Eve on the road."

Yue Pengju laughed: "The journey is not good, we have to hurry back."

"That's true. The family members are all waiting." Peng Ju, sister-in-law is also waiting for you. "

When Yue Pengju heard the two words "sister-in-law", his eyes revealed an extremely gentle expression: "That's right, she's waiting for me, she's probably anxious for me now. We have to hurry. "

After one or two months of being stationed as a family, the abandoned manor was already full of people.

Hua Rong had been taken care of by Zhang Xian's wife, Sis GaoSi, and had completely recovered from his illness. Ever since they had fled the sea, they had looked very sick, not because they were sick, but because they were tired, the kind of tired that goes down to the bones. They didn't want to do anything, they didn't want to think about anything, they just wanted to be peaceful and peaceful.

After parting with Yue Pengju for a long time, he was worried that he would be able to see his in the palace. He was worried that everything would go well, that he would return home everyday.

Fortunately, there were many children in the family. They ran back and forth full of zest and joy. Knowing that she could read, the Sis GaoSi insisted that she teach her sons how to read and write. She agreed to it, and when the other women found out, they also sent their children over, which she did not reject.

She had never experienced such a life. She felt strange and warm, and her heart finally felt a little bit comforted.

When he woke up that morning and heard the scattered sounds of firecrackers, he knew that New Year's Eve had arrived.

In these two days of New Year, the children were on vacation and didn't study. She was fine as well. She just sat by the table and stared blankly into the brazier.

Sis GaoSi was a gentle woman. When she pushed open the door and saw that she was listless, she asked gently: "Little sister, are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No. It's been very good lately. "

"Big Brother Yue and the others will be back soon. Don't worry, let's eat a few Yuan Xiao first. "

"Thank you, Sis GaoSi."

From the open window, Hua Rong realized that there was actually snow as heavy as goose feathers. She was a little worried, "The weather is so bad, I wonder if Peng Gao and the rest can make it back in time."

"Yes, of course! I've already ordered the army to be rewarded with a New Year's Eve meal. "

Hua Rong sighed: "Sis GaoSi, I stayed at the sickbed a few days ago. It's all thanks to you."

"My younger sister is capable of killing the enemy and teaching and learning. We ladies cannot compare to her, so we can only take care of these logistics matters." "It can be considered as sharing a bit of the burden for our husbands …"

Sis GaoSi had already gone out to instruct the kitchen. For the entire day, she and Ladies had been busy cleaning the garden and making decorations.

Hua Rong thought that it was to welcome New Year's Eve.

New Year's Eve is always full of joy.

Many years had passed since she spent New Year's Eve alone. Last year, she experienced life and death situations within the Jinying, so her current longing for Yue Pengju was even deeper. If she could spend time with him, how would she rejoice?

She stood by the door alone, watching the drifting wind and falling snow. In the evening, before she could see anyone, she gradually became disappointed. Smelling the fragrance of all kinds of delicious meat, but feeling no emotion at all, she returned to her room and sat down by the window.

The door was pushed open with a bang. Before she could react, it was already tightly held by someone who was covered in snow. "Elder sister, you missed me so much …"

She laughed out loud in his embrace. After a long while, she finally raised her head and wiped the snow off his body. She pulled him to sit next to the brazier, and grabbed onto his ice-cold hands to roast them together.

He embraced her light body. Seeing that her face was still pale, he asked worriedly, "Elder sister, are you feeling well?"

"Alright, everything is done."

Originally, he did not have much spirit, but after seeing him, his spirit was refreshed.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Pengju, I've always been worried about you. Now, I'm finally relieved."

"Don't worry, when we go to Xiangyang, no one will bother us anymore."

"Yes."

Sis GaoSi knocked on the door and came in with a new set of clothes. "Zhang Xian and I are going to discuss this with each other.

Hua Rong's face flushed red, only then did she realize that the reason Sis GaoSi and the others had been so busy today was not only for New Year's Eve, but also to prepare the marriage banquet for him and Yue Pengju.

Yue Pengju was full of smiles, obviously, Zhang Xian had long asked for his opinion.

He took the red dress with his own hands and the Sis GaoSi backed out tactfully before closing the door.

Yue Pengju said gently: "Elder sister, let me help you change."

She let him clumsily dress her in that new, bright red dress. She wondered if her husband would personally dress her for marriage.

The mansion was packed.

The sounds of firecrackers could be heard. Everyone was immersed in the beautiful New Year's Eve and wedding day. Eat and drink, talk and laugh.

Yue Pengju held Hua Rong's hand and stood in the hall.

Zhang Xian, as the leader of the marriage party, shouted loudly.

"First bow to the heaven and earth!"

"Second bow to the hall!"

"Husband and wife bow to each other!"

"…"

Joyous laughter resounded in the hall.

No one noticed that in the far corner, a burly man slowly stood up from a group of drunken soldiers and turned to leave.

It was snowing heavily outside, and his steps were heavy.

One of them was seriously injured by Golden Army when he was trying to save her, and the other time, he was shot and injured while defending her against the Golden Army in the sea.

From his eardrums came a burst of devil-like urging "send to the bridal chamber" …

"Enter the bridal chamber …"

"Send him to the bridal room!"

He covered his ears and took out a yellowed piece of paper from his bosom. Laughing madly, he picked up the piece of paper with the names of the two people and threw it on the ground.

"The hatred of stealing his wife is a great humiliation! Yue Pengju, if I don't kill you, I swear I won't be a human! "

Inside the bridal room, however, it was a different scene.

The Sis GaoSi and the female servants meticulously arranged a room. It was completely red and full of joy. Guiyuan, peanuts, lotus seeds and other items were scattered all over the bed.

Yue Pengju gently brushed away the items on the bed and sat down next to Hua Rong. Under the candlelight, she had a charming red face and beautiful eyes that could not be described with words.

His heart thumped. "Elder sister, I'm really happy …"

She was almost forced to lower her head when he looked at her. She couldn't help but give him a push. "Idiot …"

Yue Pengju smiled and happily embraced her. He brought Liusu's curtain down, covering the room which was filled with the color of spring …