Chapter 116: Quiet Spectator.
Also, Xiaoxiang reviews on time, sometimes a few minutes late, you have to wait for an hour, and I am also helpless about this.
I have never thought of writing essays perfunctory, and some people may think that writing essays is very easy and casual, but this is really not the case. This book is my first ancient saying, and it is a child that I cherish. I don't want to ignore the quality of the article just for the sake of the number of updates or for the sake of "punctuality". Of course, in the reader's opinion, all romance novels are like that, and they may not read between the lines. However, although I was scolded, I still didn't change my original intention. Quality is more important than Mount Tai - at least, more than quantity and time. After a book is written, it will be a long time, and if a plot is written wrong, it will not be recovered, I don't want to fool around. If you don't like it, don't scold.
[Note]: Before 7 o'clock tomorrow, if there is no update, it will not be updated - I'm really tired, I'm sorry everyone......
I don't have a lot of words today, but I've been writing for a long time. The state is too bad.
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"Qinglan, ah......" Looking at the hesitation on her plain face, Xia Chuqi poured a cup of water before pulling her over to sit beside her, and said with a smile, with a faint request in his tone, "This time, can you be a quiet bystander." Silent ...... Don't tell anyone anything? β
"Oh? Medicated baths. β
"Who says medicine can only be eaten? I'm going to make one. One. Root. Read. Novel xstxt medicated bath, soothing and rejuvenating muscles and bones. β
"What medicine are you boiling if you're not sick?"
"No?" Xia Chuqi just laughed.
Qinglan has been following her silently, but she has never understood her behavior today. Carrying the packets of medicine and looking at it, she asked confusedly, "County Lord, are you sick?" β
When she returned to the Chengguo Mansion, the first thing she did at the beginning of the summer was to ask Qinglan to send the big-mouthed plum to do things, and then locked herself up in Jingyiyuan, and asked Qinglan to take the medicinal materials she picked up from Jishitang to boil them into a decoction.
Li Miao was slightly stunned and was silent for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of her words. Xia Chuqi just looked at her and smiled, and didn't explain much. How could she tell her that she wasn't her cousin?
"You'll always be my cousin."
Sucked in the sour nose, Xia Chuqi hugged her tightly.
"Chu'er, take care."
said a lot, and she didn't know if Li Miao listened to it. Just looking at her face to the sun, it seemed to be a little paler than usual. But no matter what she said, the corners of Li Miao's mouth seemed to contain a faint sense of loss. This made Xia Chuqi feel even more that it was not very kind to leave her alone in Beijing.
Her words have a modern concept, and to put it mildly, it can also be understood as selfish. Nowadays, people value filial piety and benevolence, and the revenge of parents is not avenged, and that hatred can crush a person's nerves. But she is not a compassionate saint, she thinks that saving the living first, and then avenging the dead, that is the way to survive.
"Cousin ......" Thinking of leaving Jingshi and not knowing when he would be able to see him, Xia Chuqi curled the corners of his lips and softened his voice, "This battle has started, and I don't know when I will be able to come back, you remember to take care of yourself." There is a saying, I said that you should not blame. Although the great feud is important, I think that the living are always more important than the dead. Revenge must be avenged, but we should live a good life, and that is what the deceased relatives are looking forward to. β
Li Miao's lips tightened, "Since you have decided, I won't persuade you." β
"Cousin, although I have decided to leave, you can rest assured, I have the great enmity of our two families in my heart. As long as I, Chu Qi, don't die, it will only be sooner or later to rehabilitate the case and clean up the sluts. β
With a sigh, she curled the corners of her lips and softened her tone again.
She finished speaking, but Li Miao never responded.
"I won't." Xia Chuqi's eyes were firm, "I will definitely be able to help him." β
pulled her over and sat on the chair, Li Miao faced her and persuaded her in a deep tone, "I can understand your thoughts, women in the world are fools for love." But how much can you help him on the battlefield? Maybe you'll be a burden to him again? Have you thought about any of this? β
"Chu'er ......"
lowered his head and peeked over, seeing that Li Miao had a straight face and did not speak, Xia Chuqi pursed his lips and held her hand heavily, "Cousin, you may think that I am unproductive and unworthy of being the daughter of the Xia family." I don't want to justify myself either. I can only tell you that without Zhao Nineteen, it is to make me the emperor...... I won't be happy either. Can you understand me? β
"Cousin, are you mad at me?"
In this world, there is nothing more important to her than Zhao Zhu. Zhao Zhu said that the battlefield is blood, killing is a cemetery, although Xia Chuqi has not experienced a real war, but he also knows how dangerous and terrifying the battlefield is. It is precisely because of this that she must follow him and protect him.
She couldn't tell her that she was different from Li Miao. Li Miao's revenge is as deep as the sea, and she has to take revenge. But although she herself also wants to take revenge, she also wants to be angry for Xia Chu, and she also wants to rehabilitate Zhaoxue for the people of the Wei Mansion and the Li Mansion, but compared to Zhao Zhu's safety, these things must give way.
"Cousin...... I can't help you......" Xia Chuqi felt a little guilty, took her hand, and snorted a few times, but it was difficult to explain his thoughts to Li Miao.
"Chu'er, have you thought about it?"
Li Miao did not doubt the "sincerity" of her resignation, but her eyes deepened slightly.
"Cousin, I came to you today to bid you farewell."
Xia Chuqi hehehe, he rolled his eyes at her, "Am I such a useless person?" He's going to him, what's my business? As soon as she finished speaking, she received Li Miao's distrustful and contemptuous gaze, she rubbed her hands, and could only sigh helplessly and admit it.
"Are you going to elope?"
Seeing her come in in a hurry, Li Miao asked the first sentence.
After returning from Songzipo, Li Miao followed Fu Chenghao. At that time, in order to resolve the grievances and crises with Chen Daniu, she had no choice but to admit that she was the head of the Jingong family recognized by Yuan Xing. But things on the rivers and lakes are like this, you have to admit it when you say it, and you can't treat it as a fart. Today's Jingong has been trampled by Chen Daniu, whether it is for the dead Yuan Xing, or for her promise on the Songzi Slope, she must go and finish the affairs of the Jingong. Even if you want to leave in the future, you have to wait until Nishiki Palace is on the right track.
There is a mansion there, which is the temporary residence of the people of the Kingu Palace.
At this time, it is all "the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker", and all women who dare to resist marriage are women. Xia Chuqi admired her in his heart, but he didn't have time to talk to her. After buying the medicinal materials she needed in Jishitang, she went to Danfeng Street to find Li Miao with her medicine bag.
She hadn't seen Gu Ajiao for a few days, and when she came to buy medicine and meet today, she found that this girl seemed to be a lot haggard, and her originally white and tender little face was a little more worried. said that after she lost her relationship with Xia Chang, her uncle's family said another family affair for her. But she didn't like it, and she was in a deadlock with her family.
After coming out of the palace, Xia Chuqi did not return to the Chengguo Mansion, but made a detour to Jishitang.
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"Don't worry, I won't embarrass you, I'm measured."
The second ghost didn't answer, and she slowly added.
Xia Chuqi looked at him gasping on his forehead, pale and haggard, and his red eyes when he raised his head, and said in a low voice, "Okay, don't be depressed, you go back first, it's not good to be seen." Don't forget, promise my terms. β
"I'll tell you the truth, I thought about it many times later...... Actually, I ...... Maybe it can be restrained, why didn't I hold back...... Your Highness is right, I just deserve ...... damn it."
"Okay, it was just an accident."
"County Lord, I'm too bastard......"
Seeing him bent down and panting for breath, Xia Chuqi asked worriedly. But the two ghosts didn't look up, and they didn't dare to look at the courtyard gate of Yunyue Pavilion behind them, their hearts tightened, and they finally burst out a few words.
"Brother ghost, where did you fall?"
He didn't want to admit it, but he had to admit that he had never been so scared for a moment. He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that he would leave, and she would really take his children and choose someone else to be a colt...... Or when he dies, she will be alone with his children for the rest of her life. Whatever the situation was, it wasn't something he wanted to see.
She has always liked to play tricks on people, and she is very happy to see others make a fool of herself. But listening to her silver bell's crisp laughter, the two ghosts almost ran out of Yunyue Pavilion as if they were fleeing. He didn't dare to take a big breath, and the tension in his heart was magnified countless times.
"Chu Qi, you maid is so funny, you can fall if you walk well......"
But in a series of "dong dong" sounds, Zhao Ziyue laughed.
And all the people of the temple were astonished.
I don't know if it's too nervous or too hasty.,The second ghost who has never worn a skirt.,As soon as that foot stepped out.,I was tripped by the corner of the skirt.γ One stumbled and threw himself out, and accidentally kicked a stool, his head hit the lintel hard, and his skirt was hooked by the stool, and with a "snap", he fell on all fours.
Xia Chuqi stood up with the table and smiled at her, "The pioneer camp will go first with the grain and grass, and you have to set off on the twenty-eighth, remember the day?" Don't forget. If I have something, I won't necessarily come. With that, she got up and glanced at the two ghosts, gave a look and walked out.
Twenty-nine is the day when the army is marching out.
"That'...... Well, on the twenty-ninth day, I will wait for you. β
Forty-eight hours, it has already taken a few hours, Xia Chuqi doesn't want to waste another minute and a second, she still has a lot of things to do. Regardless of whether Zhao Ziyue and the two ghosts have a future or not, she is not God, she is not an old man, she has done what she should do, and those who should be separated have to be separated.
"Ziyue, then that's it, I have to go."
Xia Chuqi didn't hear what the second ghost said clearly, his ears kept "buzzing", looking at the delicate and soft girl who was like a child and said all this with red eyes, he felt more and more that he should die. If it wasn't him bastard right now, why would she be like this now?
"Otherwise, ......" Zhao Ziyue said again, "Otherwise, is this good?" When the army of the nineteenth brother was marching out, I secretly took the child to see him. It's not me who looks at him, it's that I let my child look at him...... If he dies, I won't be sorry for my child, right? β
Is she ruthless? Xia Chuqi knew that in fact, this was not called ruthlessness. Any woman who has encountered such a thing is estimated to have no way to adjust for a while. But she didn't speak, Zhao Ziyue was a child in her eyes, but she was going to be a mother, and she had to be a mature child, and she had to figure it out by herself.
"If he dies in battle, will my children dislike me if they know that I am so ruthless in the future?"
With a light "oh", Zhao Ziyue didn't speak for a long time, the white and tender little hand picked and picked on the corner of the table, pinched and pinched, biting her lower lip as if she had been thinking about it for a long time, and then slowly put down her hand, stroked her lower abdomen and asked her.
When it comes to war, Xia Chuqi's voice is also a little quiet.
"Things on the battlefield are changing rapidly, who can tell?"
Zhao Ziyue's sudden words made the two ghosts' clenched fists tighter a little. He swept his gaze and looked at Zhao Ziyue hesitantly looking at Xia Chuqi, his gaze was very complicated. She didn't say who "he" was, but almost subconsciously, he knew she was referring to him. This discovery made his heart beat faster, and suddenly a secret joy arose.
"Chu Qi, do you think he will really die?"
Originally, she was a woman he would never touch, she was arrogant, she never looked at people with disdain, she was the pearl of the palm of today's saint. Those who doted on her were all the most powerful and capable men in the world today. But such a girl, he spoiled her, and gave birth to a child with him.
Such a young girl is actually pregnant with a child. He remembered that her waist was so thin, her skin was so soft, and every part of her body was so delicate, that she was so beautiful that he felt ashamed every time he recalled that ridiculous thing. He felt like a bastard when he remembered that day of the drug, his incursion of the day, his screams of pain, her warm wraps, and the heartiness of his ignorance of her pain.
Zhao Ziyue is pregnant, in fact, he doesn't dare to imagine it.
Listening to her say that the emperor would publish an obituary and "cheat death", listening to her say that being a princess would not be free, and listening to her say that she would raise the child alone, his heart always felt like a knife was twisting. He came today because he heard that she had committed suicide and had been in a coma for a long time, and he had just woken up, feeling guilty, and wanted to come and take a sneak look. But Yunyue Pavilion was not easy to enter, and he couldn't just trouble her anymore, so he had to find Xia Chuqi and wanted to ask about the situation. Unexpectedly, God made such a big joke on him, and at the same time gave him such a big surprise.
From the moment he came in, he didn't move, he looked at her from a distance, and his clenched palms were wet with sweat. And the moist feeling slowly soaked into his heart through the palm of his hand.
Haha laughed, Zhao Ziyue teased her indiscriminately, still naΓ―ve and almost naΓ―ve between the lines, using idioms indiscriminately, talking indiscriminately, being corrected, and very proud. Seeing the two ghosts dressed as maids, his eyes were a little red.
"Yes......" Xia Chuqi swallowed a mouthful of blood, "You are very expensive." β
"Really?" Zhao Ziyue raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Isn't this princess a nobleman?" β
"Princess, the general saying 'nobles forget things' is said by others, not by themselves."
"That's right, it's normal for this princess to forget a lot of things, and she can't remember."
Zhao Ziyue pursed her mouth, she always felt that the maid looked a little familiar, so she couldn't help but turn her head and look at it twice, and then she thought about it, and her voice became cheerful again.
"Her Royal Highness the princess thinks about the child all day long, where does I have time to remember how many maids I have?"
When the "maid" heard the words "miserable", her shoulders shrunk and she quickly lowered her head. Zhao Ziyue laughed with a "poof". Xia Chuqi sighed in his heart, looked at her, and then at him, and could only smile helplessly.
"Chu Qi, where did your maid come from, why haven't I seen it? Hey, it's really miserable. β
Snorted coldly, Zhao Ziyue was not happy, and her brows furrowed, "Chu Qi, I said that I don't like you to mention him again, and you still have to say it." That is, you must break off your friendship with me. After that, she secretly glanced at Chu Qi, and seeing that she was silent and had no expression, she probably felt that she was talking too seriously, turned around and took her hand, and in order to find a topic again, she couldn't help but glance at the maid who didn't seem to be very comfortable by the door.
"Not exactly, I just think it's good for you and for your kids."
"My father won't, I'll tell him." Zhao Ziyue stared at her with half-squinted eyes, slowly put down the fabric in her hand, and pouted, "Speaking of which, you still don't care about me, you just want to intercede for that bad guy, don't you?" β
Looking at her vigilant eyes, Xia Chuqi shook his head, "I'm just chatting with you casually, Ziyue, I said this for your own good." Otherwise, when Your Majesty is free and points out another man to be a colt for you, your child will have to recognize a person who is not his own father as a father, are you willing to let your child suffer? If it's not his own father, will he really love your child? You've got to think about that. β
"Chu Qi!" Hearing her words, Zhao Ziyue was stunned, tilted her head and looked at her for a long time, before she nodded in understanding, "Okay, it turns out that you are a wolf with ambition, and you have already left, and you deliberately ran back to find me, just to say this?" β
finally got to the point, Xia Chuqi was in the middle of the heart, took her hand, and said with a smile, "Ziyue, in fact, Brother Ghost is very good, pure-hearted, righteous, and the father of the child in your belly, even if you can tolerate the child, how can you not tolerate the child's father?" Why don't you ask your father to be your colt now?" β
Zhao Ziyue was slightly stunned and looked at her innocently, "Then Chu Qi, what should I do?" β
"At that time, you were no longer a princess."
"But I'm a princess?"
"It's important." Xia Chuqi peeked at the "maid" waiting by the door, and said in a low voice, "Most people in the world hate the poor and love the rich, bully the weak and fear the hard, the child is not a royal status, so it is difficult to guarantee that he will not be bullied?" β
Seeing that she was serious, Zhao Ziyue squinted, "Is this important?" β
"You are not a princess anymore, your child can only be an ordinary child."
With a light sigh, Zhao Ziyue smiled, "What's so good about being a princess?" Locked in this small courtyard every day, I can't go anywhere, I can't do anything, it's better to be outside, how high and far the sky is, I still like it if I don't be a princess. β
"For the sake of a child, you can't be a princess, don't you regret it?"
She didn't seem to understand, and a pair of eyes looked at her evasively. Seeing that Xia Chuqi's heart tightened, he couldn't help but feel sour for this unmarried mother who was still a child.
"I told my father before, no matter what, I will raise this child, if my father is afraid that I will lose face for him, he will ...... I posted an obituary, saying that I didn't save it, I was dead, Princess Ziyue was gone, and no one would chew the root of my tongue anymore. Then my father can find me a place to live outside the palace, and I will raise the child myself. Speaking of this, she turned her head, "Chu Qi, does the child have a father...... It shouldn't matter, right? β
pursed her mouth, Zhao Ziyue lowered her eyes, and the smile on her face was really much less.
"Chu Qi ......"
She found that she had become a bad person, always going to expose other people's injuries. But she had to say that because this was a problem that Zhao Ziyue really had to face. She believed that Emperor Hong Tai had already considered a way out when he agreed to Zhao Ziyue to keep the child. If it weren't for the events on the battlefield in Northern Xinjiang in the past few days, he would have been unable to free his hands, and it is estimated that he would have made a decision a long time ago. Maybe he will immediately point out a family affair to Zhao Ziyue to cover up this "royal scandal". If that's the case, isn't it pitiful that the colt isn't a ghost brother, and he's fighting outside, but the princess has to marry with his children?
"Ziyue, have you ever thought about what you can do if you have a child without a father?"
Using a word indiscriminately, Zhao Ziyue smiled lowly, and the room was full of warmth. But Xia Chuqi couldn't help sighing, feeling that this girl was really naΓ―ve. It seems that since she decided to give birth to the child in her womb, she has never considered what the result of her unmarried pregnancy as a princess will be, but she is just enjoying the joy of being a mother and losing all her worries.
"Hehe, I'm not a prophet of the future, get ready."
Xia Chuqi gasped, "You really dare to think!" Ten years old? β
didn't look up at her, Zhao Ziyue's eyes kept on her hands, and her tone was indescribably innocent and innocent, "What's early?" It's not early. I was still talking to Qingteng before, I was going to make everything that my child needed before he was ten years old. β
"Ziyue, you are preparing these now, will it be too early?"
Xia Chuqi walked over with a smile and sat down beside her, picking out tricks and looking.
"Then you came just in time, let's see these tricks with me, which one is better to make small clothes?"
Such an excuse is really bad, and no woman in this palace can believe it. But isn't she Zhao Ziyue? The strings in her head are single-lined, so simple that she can write clearly with every stroke. only blinked his eyes strangely, and did not deliberately pay attention to the tall maid by the door, so he beckoned happily.
"Didn't I miss you? Why, I can't come and see you yet? β
Looking at the joy and strangeness on Zhao Ziyue's face, Xia Chuqi smiled brightly.
Zhao Ziyue was sitting on the edge of the table fiddling with the patterns of children's clothes. Her inner sanctum is very luxuriously and gorgeously furnished, with layers of purple and pink curtains, all of which are exquisite, isolating the outside world and the life of a princess who is a lady of the sky. In the incense burner in the hall, there was a curling green smoke, and the green smoke reflected her delicate face, looking like a little girl with pink makeup.
"Hey, Chu Qi, why are you here again?"
Fortunately, the guards of Yunyue Pavilion were very familiar with her, so they only glanced at the maid who was obviously much taller than ordinary girls, and let them go. Hiding people's ears and mixing in, Xia Chuqi breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the maid beside him, and carried an overly long skirt into the dormitory, and the "maid" stood at the door, a pair of fists clenched tightly.
Stepping on the neat bluestone slab road of Yunyue Pavilion into the courtyard, Xia Chuqi walked to Princess Ziyue's bedroom. She was followed by a maidservant, not the usual one who followed her, but a strange face.