After the Dragon Boat Festival, Ji Zishan's wedding ceremony soon arrived.

Because the war with Western Xinjiang ended with a great victory, His Majesty Ji Ziqing attached great importance to the coming-of-age ceremony of his compatriots and sisters. Therefore, Ji Zishan's and the wedding ceremony were held in a particularly grand manner. I don't know how many ladies in Beijing envy them.

Knowing that Ji Zishan likes gold, silver and treasures, the gifts given by Empress Dowager Hui'an, His Majesty Ji Ziqing, and the little prince Yuanbao and his wife were all made of gold and ingots. In addition, they also gave serious gifts such as jewelry, calligraphy, paintings, and antiques. In short, they were all very valuable.

Ji Zishan looked at the birthday gifts all over the room and was so happy that she smiled. Not only did she make another fortune, but also because Mu Huaiqian... was coming back soon.

Tsk, we can have a happy date together again.

Ji Zishan celebrated her fifteenth birthday and was happy and his Majesty Ji Ziqing, who seemed to be silent in front of her young sister, was very upset in the imperial study. He should have been very happy when the war against Western Xinjiang started, and the court won a complete victory. However, his younger sister's fiancé Mu Huaiqian, however, hit a trickle in the last siege.

He penetrated his chest with an arrow and almost went to report directly to the King of Hell.

Seeing that the army was about to return to the court soon, Mu Huaiqian was seriously injured and unconscious. If he really didn't survive, he asked him to explain to his younger sister. He was so worried that he would die of worry about Mu Huaiqian's injury. He did not mention the news of Mu Huaiqian's injury and warned those who knew the inside story not to spread it, but this matter could be delayed for a while, but it could not be delayed for a lifetime... The younger sister would know sooner or later.

So, my little ancestor Mu Huaiqian, please wake up quickly. His Majesty Ji Ziqing looked at the West from afar and prayed silently.

"Brother, I'll give you a green bean soup that clears heat and reduces heat." Ji Zishan was wearing a pomegranate red dress embroidered with crabapple flowers, holding a gilded tray in her hand, and walked into the imperial study lightly, "I came here to deliver it against the sun, you must finish it." In May, there was a sign of unbearable heat. Ji Zishan came all the way from Cining Palace. Even if she didn't have to walk in a sedan chair, there was a canopy covering the sun above her head, and her forehead was still slightly sweating.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing put down the red pen in his hand and replied with a smile: "Come here." Really, when Qianming Palace did not prepare mung bean soup, he had to transport another bowl of it from Cining Palace.

Ji Zishan immediately smiled and took the soup bowl over, and asked while working: "Brother, how long will the Western Expedition Army have to arrive in the capital."

When His Majesty Ji Ziqing heard this, his heart was shocked, but the expression on his face was still calm. After drinking a few sips of mung bean soup with grace, Fang Si smiled and said, "I think you care so much about the emperor's brother. It turns out... it's to ask when your son-in-law will come back." According to the secret guards he sent to Xijiang, Mu Huaiqian's injuries have been repeated over and over again. Until now, he has not really woken up once, which means that Mu Huaiqian has not yet escaped from his life.

"Let me find out by the way." Ji Zishan hummed and smiled.

What else could His Majesty Ji Ziqing answer? He could only continue to speak perfunctorily: "It's almost done." He noticed that the little sister's forehead was sweating slightly, so he handed over a handkerchief and said warmly, "It's hot, stay in the hall if you have nothing to do. Don't sway around. Look at your sweat, wipe it quickly."

Ji Zishan took the soft veil and pressed her forehead carefully.

After His Majesty Ji Ziqing drank all the mung bean soup, Ji Zishan happily left after collecting the bowl. His Majesty Ji Ziqing's smiling face slowly became serious again. When his Majesty Liu Quanshun saw his master's expression, he couldn't help but comfort him softly: "Your Majesty, the prince consort is auspicious and the heavenly beings, and he will definitely be safe and sound."

Of course, His Majesty Ji Ziqing likes to listen to such auspicious words, but he is not afraid of ten thousand in everything, but afraid of one thing. What if Mu Huaiqian really dies in Western Xinjiang...

His Majesty Ji Ziqing held his forehead and his eyes fell on the pen holder of the imperial case. His tone was low and faint, as if he was asking Liu Quanshun, and seemed to be talking to himself: "If Mu Huaiqian was really dead, it would be so sad to slap her..." As his brother, he took on the position of father. For this compatriot sister, he had pampered her for fifteen years and treasured her for fifteen years. He had never asked her to feel sad and uncomfortable for a day. He had long been used to making her happy every day.

Liu Quanshun moved his lips, as if he wanted to persuade him for a few more words. After thinking about it, he shut up and said nothing more.

As the Western Expedition Army got closer and closer to the capital, Ji Zishan's smile became bigger and bigger, but His Majesty Ji Ziqing's mood became worse and worse. In a few days, he might have to make mistakes about his little sister. It would be strange if he could have a good mood. But on the surface, he had to pretend to be calm and gentle. It was really embarrassing him to death. Perhaps God was pitying His Majesty Ji Ziqing for being too miserable. Two days before the Western Expedition Army was about to arrive in the capital, His Majesty Ji Ziqing finally received the "happy" news from the secret guards.

Mu Huaiqian has woken up and the high fever has subsided. However, because he is hurting his heart and lungs, it is not advisable to travel back to Beijing, and he needs to rest in peace and quiet.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Just live, just live.

After his heart was slightly relieved, His Majesty Ji Ziqing went to show off his little sister honestly.

Just in the afternoon, when Ji Ziqing came to Yunzao Palace, Ji Zishan was still rolling in the bed and taking a nap. She was very worried about His Majesty Surong's sudden arrival. After knowing that his little sister was still sleeping well, His Majesty Ji Ziqing ordered: "Don't ask the princess to get up, tell her to go to bed." After saying that, he sat in the main hall of Yunzao Palace, and was about to wait for Ji Zishan to wake up here.

Seeing this, Madam Su Rong felt strange and did not dare to ask more questions. She ordered the palace maid to offer tea and fruit to entertain His Majesty Ji Ziqing.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing drank two sips of chrysanthemum tea, and felt that it was boring to wait just by just waiting, so he whispered to Mama Su Rong who was standing under his head: "Princess has loved reading, please bring me a few books."

Mama Su Rong hurriedly answered, and then took out a few story books with ease.

These jokes are all contributed by the family affection of the little prince Yuanbao. His Majesty Ji Ziqing leisurely turned over a few pages, and then put them aside indifferently. Tsk, I really can't figure out what these lies are good at. The little girl still reads them with relish. It is said that sometimes she reads them at night. He really doesn't know what to say. His Majesty Ji Ziqing simply asked Mama Su Rong to set up a chessboard and play chess with him.

As soon as Ji Zishan woke up in a dizzy state, she was told by Mei Xiang with a serious expression: "Princess, you are waking up. Your Majesty has been waiting for you in our palace for almost an hour."

"Ha?" Ji Zishan scratched her head in a confused look.

Guixiang put the prepared outer clothes on Ji Zishan. Meixiang whispered while helping to dress her clothes: "Princess, hurry up and clean up and go see the car. Your Majesty is waiting for you."

Ji Zishan responded in a daze: "Oh." After a while, Ji Zishan suddenly raised her voice, "Ah, what are you saying, Your Majesty is in our palace?" Mei Xiang said something just now. His Majesty Ji Ziqing has been waiting for her for almost an hour? After his mind woke up, Ji Zishan turned her legs out of the bed and put her shoes on, "Then why don't you wake me up?"

Mei Xiang whispered, "Your Majesty has given you the command, so that you will not be allowed to wake up the princess."

Ji Zishan put on her shoes and tied her clothes, then walked out of the bedroom with her hair disguised, and headed straight for the main hall of Yunzao Palace.

After hearing the whispers in the inner hall, His Majesty Ji Ziqing knew that his little sister should have woken up from a nap. He ordered someone to move away and play the chess game for a long time, and then he saw his little sister running out with her long hair scattered.

"Why did this look come out?" Looking at the little sister's unfit appearance, His Majesty Ji Ziqing slashed his mouth silently. Given that he was here to show off and admit his mistake, he was not picky about his sister's demeanor, and could only remind him in a gentle tone, "At least, comb his hair."

Ji Zishan jumped around lightly and actively, and then jumped to His Majesty Ji Ziqing. She replied seriously: "Brother, wait for Mei Xiang and the others to clean up my head, I'm afraid you will wait until it's dark." Ancient women never cut their hair. Her black hair was thick and thick, and she was naturally beautiful when she tied up various buns, but it was quite time-consuming. "You are so busy every day, how can I tell you to wait all the time? Well, brother, what's the matter with you looking for me?"

If it is not an urgent matter, then there is no need for His Majesty Ji Ziqing to wait for her. If there is indeed an urgent matter, why don’t you just wake her up?

His Majesty Ji Ziqing is not a idle man who has nothing to do. Well, there must be something strange here.

Looking at the little sister with a sleeping mark on her face, His Majesty Ji Ziqing waved her hand and signaled everyone to withdraw. After the inner prison palace maids came out one after another, His Majesty Ji Ziqing pursed his lips slightly before he hesitating and said, "Fan, the emperor is here to find you specifically, I want to tell you something."

Ji Zishan's alarm bell rang loudly, her eyes suddenly opened wide, and she blurted out: "Is it related to Mu Huaiqian?"

His Majesty Ji Ziqing nodded slightly, and then said gently: "Don't be excited. I will listen to you first. In fact, Mu Huaiqian was seriously injured when he was in Western Xinjiang. Because his injuries were repeated over and over again, the military doctor was not sure whether he could be cured. The emperor concealed this from you. At noon today, the emperor received a tip saying that Mu Huaiqian had woken up and his life had turned into danger. However, he was too seriously injured and needed to rest in bed, so he could not return to Beijing for the time being."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing's short words made Ji Zishan take a roller coaster in his mood. When she realized that she was already in tears. She sobbed in a low voice and asked, "Brother, why didn't you tell me earlier? Haven't you agreed to me? No matter whether Mu Huaiqian is good or bad, he will definitely tell me."
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