In the morning light, Concubine Hui led the four-year-old princess Qingqing to Chongzheng Hall and replaced Concubine Li to rest.

"How come sister came early?" Li Fei had just finished washing up and saw the mother and mother, she asked in surprise.

Concubine Hui looked down at her daughter and smiled bitterly, "Qingqing wanted to have breakfast with her father, so I brought her here."

Concubine Li glanced at the little girl who was carved and carved around Concubine Hui. Thinking that the emperor had favored this pearl in his hand more than the princes before, she snorted in her heart, turned around to say goodbye to Emperor Mingde, and then led the palace maid away.

After she left, Qingqing stopped restraining herself, let go of her mother's hand and ran to the dragon couch, stood beside her and talked to Emperor Mingde, "Father, I'm here to have dinner with you. I'll feed you medicine later."

She was short and Concubine Hui carried her daughter to the couch. Emperor Mingde's eyes tilted over. Seeing her good daughter, tears suddenly rolled down the corners of her eyes.

"Father, don't cry!" Qingqing immediately took out her little handkerchief and knelt there to wipe her tears. Emperor Mingde could not speak and could not move his hands. He felt hatred for his mother and son in his heart. Now, his daughter who didn't recognize many words was so filial. Compared with the two, the tears became more and more.

Concubine Hui then shed tears and took out a snow-white silk squid from her sleeve to wipe the tears.

The great palace maid who was left here in the Empress Dowager looked at the distance with a wooden look, and she was already used to such a situation.

The family of three, one lying and two sitting, forced a smile to use the meal. After the meal, Concubine Hui touched her daughter's head and asked her to go back to the palace with the wet nurse first. Qingqing was very obedient and lowered her head and kissed her father. She made an appointment to see him the next day and follow her wet nurse obediently.

Not long after, the Empress Dowager Shou King Rui and others came and soon left again. The huge bedroom quieted down. Concubine Hui picked up the needle and thread he brought, and while embroidering the skirt for her daughter, she spoke to her husband with a gentle voice, "Master, we Qingqing is getting taller again. The autumn clothes we made last year cannot be worn. I will sew a new one for her. I will sew it for you later. You two have the same vision. You said it looks good, Qingqing must also like it."

Emperor Mingde lay quietly, watching his favorite concubine who was whispering softly.

"Oh, my neck is sore, I'll take a break." After about a quarter of an hour, Concubine Hui put down her things, lay on her side on the couch, and held her head with her left hand to watch Emperor Mingde chat with him, talking and laughing, occasionally leaning into Emperor Mingde's ear to whisper. Every time this time, Jixiang would listen with her ear, but all she heard was private words between husband and wife. If Jixiang had too many times, he would no longer be interested.

Concubine Hui always pays attention to her, seizes the opportunity, and whispers in her husband's ear: "Your Majesty, there is a problem with your medicine. Chu Qing wants to save you, and needs the emperor's handprints. If you agree, close your eyes. If you don't agree, I will ignore those things and stay with you and do not mix anything."

After saying that, he laughed out loud and kissed Emperor Mingde.

Emperor Mingde looked at her and closed his eyes after a moment. If he didn't even believe Chu Qing, he could only wait for death. He was not afraid of death, but if he died, he would die with peace of mind.

Concubine Hui understood, and lay quietly on her husband's shoulder for a while, continuing to chat with him about daily life. As she talked about cutting nails for her daughter, Concubine Hui suddenly laughed, sat up, took Emperor Mingde's hand and looked at it, and said in surprise: "The emperor's nails are so long, will I help you cut them?"

Emperor Mingde replied whimperingly.

There were scissors in the needle and thread basket. Huifei moved to the embroidery stool in front of the couch, sat down, and helped him cut it carefully.

This is a matter of patience. Jixiang took a look and stopped paying attention. Anyway, Concubine Hui would never have the courage to assassinate the emperor.

Concubine Hui was very nervous, but after living in the palace for so many years, she was more determined than ordinary boudoir women. When she lowered her head and blew her nails to Emperor Mingde, she pierced the index finger with an embroidery needle that had been hidden long ago, and then quietly applied the blood beads to Emperor Mingde's finger. From beginning to end, she had a quiet smile on her face without frowning.

After applying it, Concubine Hui quietly pulled out a corner of the white silk handkerchief, pressed the belly of Emperor Mingde's fingers, and pressed a handprint firmly. Jixiang suddenly looked over, Concubine Hui quickly put away the handkerchief, held Emperor Mingde's hand and held his bloody fingers, smiling. When Jixiang saw it, he secretly cursed the vixen in his heart. The emperor still had the heart to lure her. He may be too mean to be a little bitch. No wonder Concubine Li couldn't compete with her.

After wiping his hands and hiding the handkerchief, Concubine Hui breathed a sigh of relief and continued to help Emperor Mingde clean up, cutting all the toenails together.

At dusk, after feeding Emperor Mingde, Huifei said to Jixiang, "I'll go see the princess, come back later. You guys take good care of the emperor."

She had left because of this before, Jixiang didn't think much about it.

Concubine Hui went back to her bedroom, took out her veil and hid it in the place she had made an appointment with Ye Feng last night, and then went back with her daughter.

As night fell, before the empress dowager fell asleep, she called the palace maid to ask what Concubine Hui had done in Chongzheng Hall today. When she learned that Concubine Hui had cut her son's nails, she sighed quietly. Such a beautiful and gentle woman, no wonder her son liked her and pampered her. On the other hand, her niece Concubine Li was thinking about competing for favor and benefits.

With random thoughts, the Queen Mother gradually fell asleep.

At this time, Cheng Yu finally arrived outside the Yunyang Marquis Mansion. If he was not in the capital, Chu Qing would definitely pick them up, and he would not have to go back to the palace to search again.

Cheng Yu missed his wife and children too much. Before entering the city, he learned from Chen Shuo that Chu Qing didn't know the truth yet, so he wanted to go to the Lotus Courtyard to see them first. However, he wandered around outside the Hou Mansion for a few times, but he couldn't find him almost sneaking in. Seeing the guards carrying lanterns and never slacking off, after a brief disappointment, Cheng Yu was relieved and heavy. He was relieved that the Hou Mansion was as solid as a solid person, and she was very safe and heavy. He went in tonight. If he thought about it, he would probably feel sad.

Lowering the brim of the hat, Cheng Yu walked towards the back door of the Marquis' Mansion without any haste. The guards of the gate immediately stepped forward to stop him. Cheng Yu took out something from his sleeve and handed it over, and whispered: "Give the jade bracelet to the Marquis, he will definitely invite me in. The situation is urgent. If you want to survive, report it immediately."

The four guards looked at each other, one took the thing and went in, and the remaining three continued to surround Cheng Yu.

Two quarters of an hour later, Cheng Yu entered Chu Qing's study.

"You... why did you become such a ghost?" Chu Qing was waiting for Concubine Hui's things tonight, but she was not asleep. When she saw the guards of the gate came to send their grandson's bracelet, she immediately realized that it was the son-in-law who had returned, and was shocked and suspicious. When the son-in-law entered the door, he wanted to ask why the son-in-law suddenly returned to Beijing, but saw that the son-in-law who had taken off the hat on the opposite side had a dark face and a circle of stubble on his lips and chin. He was embarrassed and haggard, like a refugee who was escaping the famine.

Cheng Yu smiled bitterly. From Jiangnan to the capital, he and King Hanzhu Ding and others walked for more than a month. This time, he went day and night for only a few days. He was afraid that something would happen to her was afraid that he would not be able to get there. He had never stopped except for eating and going to the toilet. It would be strange if he was not thin.

I wanted to tell Chu Qing immediately, and Cheng Yu wanted to see his wife and children who had been away from nearly four months ago, and try to spend some time with her son, and then confess to Chu Qing later. Then Chu Qing was furious and refused to forgive him and insisted on killing them to vent his anger. He could have said goodbye to them.

"Father-in-law, I want to go and see Brother Yuan first. I will come to see you half an hour later. Can you please?" Cheng Yu asked in a hoarse voice, one was that he was full of emotions in his heart, and the other was that he was thirsty. He entered the city at dusk and had never drunk water yet.

Ye Feng had just set off, and it took time to come and go. Chu Qing looked at her son-in-law's sloppy appearance, and nodded contemptuously, "Go, don't disturb those maids, they don't know you are still alive." To do a big thing tomorrow, it's just right for the son-in-law to come in time. I have to tell him later, otherwise Chu Qing wouldn't have to come back in the middle of the night.

Cheng Yu looked at him gratefully and turned around and left.

Chu Qing walked around the house twice and sent someone to call Qi Zhi over.

Qi Zhi knew that the capital was not peaceful now, and when he came over, he looked solemn, "Marty, has something happened?"

Chu Qing shook her head and looked at him with a smile, "Don't you want to make a contribution? I'll get it clean tomorrow morning and go to the palace with me."

Can you make a contribution by entering the palace?

Qi Zhi vaguely guessed something, but he was more worried than happy. "I have entered the palace, the mansion..." She also came to the Marquis' Mansion yesterday. When her life was hanging at a thread, Qi Zhi would rather not make contributions than stay and personally protect the safety of her masters and her.

Chu Qing looked outside and smiled and said, "Don't worry in the mansion. I just got a person who is more suitable than you. Okay, go back and go to bed quickly. Come here early tomorrow. Don't wait for me to call me. If you are late, you can only be A Xun's guard." The war in Fujian is not yet decided, and the son-in-law can't "live", so he can't use major issues. It's perfect for staying in the mansion to take care of his daughter and son.

Qi Zhi was still confused, but Chu Qing clearly didn't want to explain anymore, so he could only obey his orders.

~

Lotus Courtyard.

Hanzhu woke up in the familiar pungent smell. When she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of familiar eyes full of tenderness and longing. So although he became dark and thin, even though he was stubborn, she immediately recognized her man, tears burst out from her eyes, hugged his neck tightly, and cried in tears.

Time is tight, Cheng Yu doesn't want her to cry, and hugged her and complained: "Don't cry for now, I'm thirsty, is there tea in the room?"

"Yes, yes, you wait, I'll pour it over for you." This trick worked. Hanzhu stopped crying immediately. The lamp had been lit by him. She got up and wanted to go to the ground. Cheng Yu smiled and helped her, bent down to help her put on her embroidered shoes. When she got up, she touched her bulging belly with her big hands and said softly: "Slow down, don't fall."

He kept laughing, Hanzhu felt relieved inexplicably, nodded, reluctantly retracted her gaze and poured water for her.

Cheng Yu took the opportunity to pick up his sleeping son inside. The little guy slept heavily because of the fragrance. Cheng Yu kissed him again and again, not afraid of stubble thorning his son. Hanzhu turned around and couldn't help laughing. He took the tea and sat down to the bed, and handed him, "Drink water first, hear your voice is so hoarse, how long has it been since you drank it?"

Cheng Yu did not answer and raised his chin at her.

As soon as he came back, Hanzhu looked at him, but immediately put the tea bowl over and fed him happily.

"Why did you come back suddenly? The war over there? Are you going back?" He was full, and Hanzhu asked expectantly while looking at his rare son.

After hearing this, Cheng Yu paused his own son's movements, slowly put Yuan Ge'er back, turned to embrace her in his arms, and explained in a low voice, "Gu Heng should surrender to King Shou, then your identity with Ningzhu..."

Now that things have come, he must tell Chu Qing the truth. The earlier he tells it, the more sincere he will be. Therefore, although Cheng Yu hopes to spend more time with his wife and children, he cannot delay any more, otherwise Chu Qing will regard these delayed time as a joke.

Hanzhu didn't know what Gu Heng had written. Cheng Yu explained that his sister and Chen Shuo discussed it and passed her. There were so many things behind her. She couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. Cheng Yu was afraid, afraid that she would be frightened, so he quickly comforted her, "It's okay, he's reasonable. I'll tell him that he blames me at most..."

"No, I'll go with you." Hanzhu suddenly spoke, her voice firmly, and her eyes looked at him were also firm, "I lied to him. If I had to confess, I should tell him in person."

Cheng Yu was anxious, "But..."

Hanzhu covered his mouth and looked at him and smiled, "I said, if you are by my side, I will be afraid of nothing."
Chapter completed!