Although Song Nanzhou also knew that the probability of Wen Xiang teasing him was extremely low, he never imagined that a fetus could stay in the mother's body for ten years without being detected.

"This is not the place to talk, let's go back and talk about it first." Although he had many doubts, Song Nanzhou still decided to return to the Wuxiang camp first.

When he returned to the Wuxiang camp, Song Nanzhou said a few words to Lin San, to the effect that he had already asked His Majesty to issue an order to praise the centurions selected in tomorrow's finals.

As soon as Lin San heard this, he knew what to do, and nodded and said, "I understand." ”

However, he quickly grabbed Song Nanzhou, who was about to go back to the room, and frowned and pouted at one of the barracks: "Then what's going on with Jiang Xinghuai?" Just now he walked out of your room in a daze, and someone asked him how he got out of you, and he was like a ghost. I heard that he has been staying in your room for a long time, do you want to go and see? ”

"Let him go." Song Nanzhou was in no mood to see Jiang Xinghuai at this time, but when he heard Lin San say this, his heart moved-it seemed that Jiang Xinghuai did not have the memory of this time, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

At the same time, Wen Xiang breathed a sigh of relief - Wen Xiang couldn't imagine that if Jiang Xinghuai remembered what she had done in his body, he would be ashamed and want to kill himself or angrily want to kill Song Nanzhou, who touched his life.

Lin San was a little puzzled, and when he saw Song Nanzhou keep returning to his house, he couldn't help but scratch his head: "I was nervous before, but now I look like Jiang Xinghuai casually, do you like it or not?" Is this a broken sleeve or not? ”

I thought about it for a while, but I still couldn't figure it out. Lin San shook his head and decided that he didn't care about this matter.

The most important thing now is the selection of the centurion, he must stand out in order to have a chance to leave here in a bright and bright way, and go back to his father and mother to go to the Jian'an Hou Mansion to ask for relatives - even if he knows the result, he must always try before he is willing to die.

……

This Song Nanzhou entered the house with Wen Xiang, and couldn't wait to ask, "What did you see?" ”

Wen Xiang was silent all the way, thinking about this incredible thing, of course, by the way, she also thought about something else.

"The emperor is actually quite good to Concubine Yi, right?" Wen Xiang said suddenly.

Song Nanzhou was stunned for a moment, and then said disapprerovingly: "Emperor Jing really wants to be good to her, how could he leave her in the Yihe Hall and ignore her?" How could she know that Concubine Yi and King Gong's mother and son had a deep relationship, but they still exiled King Gong to the border because of that inexplicable suspicion and jealousy? ”

"Although the Summer Palace is deserted, it is still in order. The palace people who serve are also willing to do their best, and the various decorations in the Jardine Hall are not ordinary. You also said that Concubine Yi is just a small palace maid in the imperial dining room, and those things will definitely not be owned by herself, they must have been given to her by Emperor Jing. Is Emperor Jing a generous person? "It is said that the harem is a place to eat people, if Emperor Jing really doesn't care about Concubine Yi, Concubine Yi is afraid that there will be no bones left that have been eaten a long time ago, how can she live so quietly and worry-free?

"It's not." Song Nanzhou didn't want to reply, but he still refused to agree with Wen Xiang's words, "Those decorations must have been given to Niangniang before, and I forgot to take them back." As for the palace maid's dedication to Niangniang, it is because Niangniang has always been kind and kind-hearted, and the palace people like her, and it has nothing to do with the emperor. ”

Wen Xiang still believed in her intuition a little more, but she couldn't hold the evidence to refute Song Nanzhou, so she had to say: "I saw that Concubine Yi had a fetus in her belly, which has been calcified, and on our side, this phenomenon is also called a stone baby, which means that after the fetus is stillborn, it cannot be separated from the mother, and the human body will secrete calcium, wrap the fetus, and isolate it from the mother in the body, thus forming such a stone baby." ”

"How can such a miracle occur?" Song Nanzhou listened completely, frowned and looked at Wen Xiang: "You said that you need Princess Qing to heal, is it that as long as you take out the stone baby, Niangniang will be fine?" ”

"I can't promise you that." Wen Xiang was also startled when she saw the contents of Concubine Yi's stomach. She can know about such a thing as Shi Ying, or she has accidentally read a report before, saying that an old woman in her nineties abroad suspected that she had a tumor in her stomach, and went to the hospital to take an X-ray, only to find that there was a baby in her belly that had existed for more than 60 years. However, the old woman was not in any abnormal health and was very old, so she did not have surgery to remove the fetus.

Thinking of this, Wen Xiang realized that her clairvoyant eye function was comparable to X-ray!

Wen Xiang, who shook her head for a moment, quickly pulled her attention back and told Song Nanzhou what she knew: "...... So Concubine Yi Niangniang is different from what I know, Concubine Yi Niangniang's abdominal pain is unbearable, I don't know if it's the relationship between the stone baby, but in addition to the stone baby, I also see something abnormal. So whether to ask Princess Qing to help with the treatment, whether you need to have an autotomy or not, this is not something I can advise. ”

Song Nanzhou frowned tightly and was silent.

Wen Xiang knew that he was probably anxious and entangled in his heart, so he couldn't help but say: "Actually, the key to this matter still depends on Concubine Yiniang." What is her desire to survive? If she can cooperate with you to save herself, it is not impossible, I am afraid that her heart is like ashes and she has already saved her will to die, so no matter how anxious you are outside, it is useless. ”

"What do you mean by that?" Song Nanzhou was puzzled.

"Concubine Yi didn't come out of the palace, she refused to come out by herself, didn't the emperor order her to be locked up, right?"

"Nature." After Song Nanzhou answered, he immediately came to his senses, "What do you mean, do you want Concubine Yi to come out by herself?" ”

"She is sick, and it is natural to ask the emperor to send a doctor to treat her." Wen Xiang said: "But I see that Concubine Yi would rather endure the torture of illness than let the palace maid go to someone to ask for a doctor or something." Is she unwilling to cause trouble, or is she not thinking about continuing to live? ”

Song Nanzhou's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, but he didn't know what to say, so he had to say: "Niangniang's thoughts, how can others guess it?" Why do you think that Emperor Jing has a mother in his heart? As long as the mother asks him for help, can she break this deadlock? ”

In this impasse, there is also the meaning of King Gong.

Wen Xiang couldn't say why, she just had an intuition that Emperor Jing was not ruthless to Concubine Yi to the end.

Why this intuition? Probably from seeing the small statue of Concubine Yi that Song Nanzhou showed her, and seeing Emperor Jing's indescribable connivance and doting on Song Nanzhou, she always felt a little strange, and there always seemed to be something hidden in the very similar appearance of Song Nanzhou and Concubine Yi.

But Wen Xiang didn't dare to say this.

So he thought about it and said: "I'm just guessing, whether I want to try it or not, but it depends on you, and what Concubine Yi thinks." ”

No more, she won't say anything.

Seeing that she refused to say more, Song Nanzhou didn't ask any more, just sat back in the chair, tapped his knuckles on the table, and twisted his eyebrows to think about the solution to this matter.

……

That night, Song Nanzhou put on his night clothes and planned to go out.

Wen Xiang originally wanted to follow, but Song Nanzhou refused, so Wen Xiang understood. This person was dressed like this, most likely to sneak into the palace at night to talk to Concubine Yi. And what he said to Concubine Yi Niangniang probably couldn't be known by her.

Wen Xiang also stopped thinking about following.

As soon as Song Nanzhou left with his front foot, Tang Shaozong sneaked in with his back foot.

Wen Xiang was quite happy to see him, after all, it was better to be able to chat with someone than to be bored by herself.

"Little fairy, are you back again?" Tang Shaozong asked softly while holding Wen Xiang.

"How did you guess?" Wen Xiang was carefully held by him, and he always felt uncomfortable, "You put me down to talk first, don't accidentally break me, it will be a bad cake." ”

Tang Shaozong obediently put her down, and said triumphantly: "Jiang Xinghuai is still screaming in his barracks at this time, saying that he must have hit a ghost, crying and asking someone to find someone to catch a ghost - this is not something you can do with a little fairy, so I guess you are no longer in his body." ”

"So smart." Wen Xiang gave him a thumbs up: "What are you doing when you don't sleep so late, and you still come to me?" Aren't you afraid of being discovered, and the military law will deal with it? ”

Tang Shaozong sat down against the wall, looking like he wanted to talk to Wen Xiang: "I thought about it seriously when you asked me last night, especially after losing today's game, I thought about it very seriously. ”

Wen Xiang was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he was talking about, "Then what do you think?" ”

"You're right, I'm really used to being casual in the past, and I don't have any goals to be a man, just blindly follow Song Da, I will do whatever he does, I think it's very good and easy." Tang Shaozong really looked very serious, "Whether it is going to Jiuli Mountain or entering the Wuxiang camp, these are Song Da's decisions, they are his goals, it seems that there is nothing I particularly want to do——"

He smiled embarrassedly at Wen Xiang: "I don't seem to have set any goals. You know, I am the youngest child in the family, and I have been regarded as an eyeball by my father and mother since I was a child, and the responsibility of revitalizing the family is borne by the eldest brother, and the second brother and the third brother assist the eldest brother in revitalizing the family business. As for me, no one has ever put any burden on me, when I was a child, I cried and cried to go to Jiuli Mountain with Song Da, where were my parents willing to let me leave their side and go to suffer elsewhere? Naturally, I won't agree to anything, I don't care, if I don't let me go, I'll make trouble, I won't eat, I'm going to starve myself-"

Wen Xiang didn't make a sound, silently listening to him chuckle in the dark.

"Later, it was Song Da who went to my house and assured my parents that he would take care of me. It's funny to say, he himself was just a child at that time, and I don't know what my parents thought, but they really believed him and asked Song Da to take care of me. So even though I'm a senior brother to Song University, he has always fulfilled his promise to my parents, and he has been taking care of me all these years. ”

Wen Xiang smiled: "I really can't see it, I thought he had been bullying you." ”

"Of course, he will also bully me, but he is very protective, and he is only allowed to bully me, if other brothers and sisters bully me, he will be very angry and silently find someone to fight. Many times he beat his brothers all over his body, and the brothers didn't know where to offend him. Then they found out and never bullied me again. With Song Dazai, I always have a hot time, don't be at ease. ”

Wen Xiang remembered a sentence, "In our place, there is such a saying: There is no relaxation, but someone is carrying the weight for you." ”

Unexpectedly, Song Nanzhou turned out to be such Song Nanzhou.

Tang Shaozong was stunned when he heard this, and after a long time, he smiled lightly: "That's really good. Yes, how can there be real ease, but my parents, my brothers, and Song Da, they blocked so many swords for me. And what about me, what have I done for them? When I think about this, I'm ashamed. ”

When he said this, he really blushed with shame.

Ordinary people naturally can't see it, but Wen Xiang is not an ordinary person, so she saw the shame that belonged to Tang Shaozong that ordinary people couldn't see, so she comforted him: "You don't have to be like this, maybe their wish is to hope that you will be so relaxed and live this life without having to bear anything." ”

"I believe it." Tang Shaozong sighed lightly: "I believe they all think about me like this. So I asked myself: What about you? Do you really want to do something? ”

"Is there one?" Wen Xiang asked in cooperation with him.

"Yes." Tang Shaozong said softly, "Since I've already come in, I want to stay and give it a try." I know that Song Da may be doing a big thing, and I will try not to hold him back, and I want to try. ”

Wen Xiang understood, he wanted to stay and help Song Nanzhou, even if he didn't know what Song Nanzhou wanted to do. She chuckled and said, "You don't have to compare yourself with the little brother of the prince at the beginning, or do you compare yourself with Jiang Xinghuai first?" Of course, I'm sure he won't be able to win you. ”

When Tang Shaozong heard Wen Xiang say this, his heart suddenly relaxed, and when Wen Xiang said to him that Wu Xiangying might not be suitable for him, he was very sad in his heart. But now Wen Xiang's words are tantamount to encouragement and affirmation for him.

He laughed: "Then I'll compare with Jiang Xinghuai first, and then try to catch up with Song Da in the future." ”

Speaking of which, he still uses Song Nanzhou as a target?

Forget it, it's good to have a goal.

Unlike her, she can't even set a goal.

Alas.

……

Song Nanzhou really sneaked into the palace at night, and the palace was very heavily guarded, but he still quietly entered the Yihe Hall as if he had entered a no-man's land.

When he was a child, he had followed King Gong to the Yihe Palace, and also saw Concubine Yi, and later went to Jiuli Mountain, when he received King Gong's letter and hurriedly went down the mountain to return to Beijing, King Gong had already set off to the border, and in order to avoid suspicion, he had never seen Concubine Yi Niangniang who treated him cordially and kindly over the years.

Although he doesn't have the superpowers that Wen Xiang has, the eyesight of a martial artist still allows him to see in the dark.

Because he listened to Wen Xiang's words, the first thing he did when he came in was to look at the furnishings of the Jardine Palace.

As Wen Xiang said, any thing in the temple can be regarded as a rare thing.

Although the hall was deserted and there were not many people serving, there was no laziness and noise at all, and everything was in order.

Song Nanzhou silently avoided the palace maid on duty at night, and entered the inner room where Concubine Yi was sleeping.

Concubine Yi seemed to be asleep, her eyes tightly closed. She can see the traces of time on her face, and she no longer sees the brightness and gentleness of many years ago, the whole person is very thin, the thin cheeks seem to have no flesh, and the Taoist robe on her body is also wide and wide, lining her more and more thin and delicate.

The entire inner hall seems to exude the fragrance of sandalwood.

It seems that over the years, she has really been concentrating on practicing Buddhism.

The little maid was guarding her bedside, as if she was very tired, and was dozing off the edge of the bed.

Song Nanzhou's fingers were like electricity, and he quickly clicked twice on the little palace maid, and the little palace maid tilted her head and lay unconscious on the edge of the bed.

At this moment, Concubine Yi seemed to be aware of it, and slowly opened her eyes, but frowned, "Bian'er, give me another pill." ”

"Niangniang, where is the medicine?" When Song Nanzhou saw her in pain, he knew that she must be in pain again, so he hurriedly asked softly.

Concubine Yi's eyes widened in shock, but she didn't scream. After seeing Song Nanzhou's appearance clearly, he hesitated a little: "You, are you Azhou?" ”

Song Nanzhou bent his eyes and laughed: "Niangniang still remembers me? ”

Concubine Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and then showed a kind smile, "Good boy, come over and let me take a good look - good boy, it's so big in a blink of an eye, okay!" That's nice! ”

"Niangniang, tell me where your medicine is first." Song Nanzhou's attitude towards her was even more respectful than when he was facing Emperor Jing.

"The medicine is in the black box on the dressing table." Concubine Yi pointed in the direction of the dresser.

Song Nanzhou quickly took the medicine and water, served Concubine Yi and drank the medicine, and then asked, "Niangniang, this medicine is pain-relieving?" ”

Concubine Yi paused before nodding: "It's just a little problem, don't worry." Good boy, why did you enter the palace so late? But ......"

Her eyes shrank suddenly, and her whole body tensed: "But Ting'er has an accident?" ”

King Gong, the name Song Ting, the word Shen Yi.

"Niangniang is at ease, Shen Yi is very good." Song Nanzhou hurriedly said: "I heard that Niangniang's health is probably not good, so I entered the palace overnight to take a look." ”

Hearing that her son was fine, Concubine Yi immediately relaxed, and said with a bitter smile: "I'm worried about you, it's not a big deal, it'll be fine in a few days." ”

"Niangniang is unwell, why didn't Imperial Doctor Xuan come to diagnose and treat?"

"Why bother others?" Concubine Yi smiled, her slightly curved phoenix eyes were almost the same as Song Nanzhou's eyes.

"Niangniang doesn't care about herself so much, have you ever imagined how uneasy Shen Yi would be if he learned about your condition?"

"Don't tell him!" Concubine Yi grabbed Song Nanzhou's hand: "Don't say it!" Good boy, Shen Yi is already bitter enough, don't let him bother for me anymore. As a mother, I can't help him with anything, but I can't hurt him either! ”

She stared at Song Nanzhou's eyes tightly, asking him to promise her that she would never tell King Gong the news of her illness.

Song Nanzhou looked at her clear eyes that had been the same for more than ten years, and finally asked the words in her heart: "Niangniang, do you want to help Shen Yi?" ”

"You kid," Concubine Yi glanced at Song Nanzhou with a sneer, "He is my child, I hate to keep him under my wing, how much he has suffered over the years, it is because of my useless mother......"

Concubine Yi touched the scene and couldn't help wiping her tears.

Song Nanzhou silently accompanied her for a moment: "Niangniang, take care of your body." Shen Yi wanted to return to Beijing, but he was afraid that he still needed his mother's help. ”

Concubine Yi didn't care about wiping away her tears, and hurriedly asked, "Shen Yi is coming back?" He, what does he need me to do? As long as Shen Yi can come back, you can do whatever you want me to do! ”

"Even if you let go of the mustard in your heart and reconcile with Your Majesty. Can a mother do it? Song Nanzhou looked directly into Concubine Yi's eyes.

Concubine Yi's eyes shrank suddenly, she bit her lip tightly, her eyes flashed with tears flashed several times, and finally closed her eyes, endured humiliation, and nodded heavily: "Okay!" ”

After finishing speaking, she seemed to have unloaded the big stone in her heart, and looked at Song Nanzhou gently: "You know everything?" ”

Song Nanzhou tugged at the corners of his mouth: "I know." ”

"Good boy, I'm sorry for you." Concubine Yi sighed lightly, and a line of tears slipped down her eyes, these tears didn't seem to flow for herself, but for Song Nanzhou.

Song Nanzhou didn't say anything, even in Concubine Yi's gentle and knowing gaze, he was sad for a moment.

"Don't worry." Concubine Yi looked at him and sighed: "I have also grown up in this harem since I was a child, I know everything I need to understand, and I know how to act." My emperor, it's time for him to come back. ”

Until this moment, the clear eyes that Song Nanzhou was familiar with finally revealed a firm and complex light.

……

When Song Nanzhou returned to the camp, Wen Xiang was trapped in a dream, unable to find out.

The dream was white and empty, except for the echoes of the frightening footsteps under her feet.

One by one, like a ghost, she was also flustered in her dreams.

I don't know how long I walked, but Wen Xiang felt tired and wanted to stop and rest, and finally heard the voice.

It was an old, weak voice, which sounded slowly in front of her.

"She's that person, she seems to be very easy to talk to, no matter what you say or do to her, she always smiles and says yes, it's all good, and it's very obedient. But her obedience has a bottom line, and I shouldn't have ...... It's that I can't live with her. ”

The voice sounded sad and melancholy, and Wen Xiang couldn't help but have a sour nose when he heard it.

She took everything that belonged to her, and the only thing left was this blood jade wrench. I wore it to hunt that day, so I didn't let her take it with me, and over the years, I had such an object by my side, which had something to do with her. ”

A child's voice also sounded: "Great-grandfather, you have said it a thousand times, and this wrench is my great-grandmother's birthday gift to you." Are you going to give me this wrench now? ”

The thick fog in front of her gradually lifted, and Wen Xiang finally saw an old man with white hair and a sluggish spirit sitting in the garden not far ahead. When Wen Xiang saw his appearance clearly, she couldn't help but gasp - although this old man's hair and beard are all white, and although his body is rickety and his face is full of wrinkles, he still looks very familiar!

If Song Nanzhou is lucky enough to live to the age of this old man in front of him, it will definitely be exactly the same as this old man!

In other words, in her dream, she saw the old Song Nanzhou?

It's weird, how could she dream of Song Nanzhou, who has become old?

And the wrench-Wen Xiang stared at the blood jade wrench that was caressed by the old man like a lover, and was stunned for a while, the wrench in his hand was clearly the blood jade wrench she was living in!