Chapter 380
"He's not very good."
"What's wrong? Isn't itγIs it hurt? Doubao asked with a crying voice.
The old emperor nodded gloomily, "But I have already found the best doctor to treat him, and he will soon recover his health." β
"So...... What about my mother? β
The reason why he didn't ask Song Qingyun about his condition first was because he knew that if his father was fine, he would definitely protect his mother, but if the situation was the opposite, his mother was likely to be in danger.
"There's a good chance he's been kidnapped."
The old emperor did not hide Doubao, although he was only a three-year-old child, but the old emperor believed that Doubao could handle the thoughts of his parents, not to mention that he had to stay in the other garden, only this was the safest place.
"I, can I go see my father?" Doubao held back his tears, but he was only three years old, and even if his mind was mature, he was just a child, and in the end tears poured out like the water that burst the embankment.
"Don't cry, good boy, grandpa arranged for you to see your father, but you have to promise me to stay here until your mother returns."
"Okay, I'll promise you."
Coaxed Doubao to wash, and the two held hands and went to the canteen to eat. It's all preoccupied, and neither of the grandparents and grandchildren has eaten much.
Soon Wang Hai led the two people in, and after seeing Doubao, the two knelt on the ground "poof", and Ah Yun cried and crawled over and said, "Little master, I thought I would never see you again." β
"Ah Yun, Xiaohong? Are you all right? β
The two nodded in surprise, they are both children who don't care about the world, after yesterday's events, the three of them hugged their heads and cried, which made the old emperor's heart sour.
With Ah Yun by his side, Dou Bao was not worried, and when Wang Hai arranged the carriage, the three of them quietly climbed in and entered the courtyard through the back door of the Song Mansion.
Jumping out of the carriage, Doubao ran quickly to the main courtyard, Jiang Jue, who was far away, saw him, flew over and picked him up, Doubao hugged his neck and rubbed, "Uncle Jiang Jue, has my father woken up?" β
"The prince has woken up and just finished eating."
"Daddy~"
At the door, Doubao shouted timidly, someone opened the curtain for him, and the kid rushed to the side of the bed, and saw Mu Qingao covered in gauze, and suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, and cried.
Mu Qingao smiled bitterly, he couldn't use his strength to hug him, so he had to gently persuade, "Dad, it's okay, Doubao don't cry, okay?" β
The kid wiped away his tears strongly, climbed into bed and kissed Mu Qingao's cheek, "Dad, doesn't it hurt?" β
"It hurts, but a manly man, you can't cry your nose and shed tears because of pain."
"Can't you cry when your heart hurts?" Doubao asked, sobbing.
"If you can endure it, you can endure it, you can't help it, you can vent it, but men don't flick when they have tears, Doubao also has to learn to be strong, okay?"
"Hmm!" The kid wiped away his tears completely, and only then did he realize that there were other people in the house.
He looked at Master Yuantong in surprise, and suddenly climbed out of bed and bowed deeply to the old mage.
"I've seen the master!"
Master Yuantong looked at him happily, "Little Master still recognizes me?" β
"I know, the master went to my house to buy my mother's flowers, and also helped my mother teach those who made things difficult for her, you are the great benefactor of my family." Dou Bao replied respectfully.
"The little young master is serious, the old man speaks with facts, Mrs. Song has her own natural appearance, even if I don't help, I will turn evil into good fortune."
A hint of surprise flashed in Doubao's clear black eyes, "What does the master mean, will my mother come back safely this time?" β
Master Yuantong glanced at the smiling King Jing on the bed, and then nodded approvingly to Doubao, "The monks don't speak, the little young master is at home and waiting for Mrs. Song to come back!" β
"Yes! Thank you for your advice. β
Turning around, Mu Qingao squeezed his eyes at him, Doubao's mood suddenly improved, and he climbed into bed and leaned on his side, "Dad, I'm going to live with an old grandfather these days, you have to take care of your injuries and bring your mother back as soon as possible." β
Mu Qingao said softly, "Okay, you live there, and your father can recuperate with peace of mind." β
The father and son were tired of it for a while, Doubao was worried that his father would not rest well, so he planned to go back, and when he left, he asked Master Yuantong to take good care of his father, and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes before leaving.
On the other side, Song Qingyun, who was kidnapped by Xie Chen, woke up to find himself lying in a comfortably decorated carriage.
There was no one else but herself.
She sat up sharply, checked her clothes, and found that her head was dizzy when she was complete, and that she must have been attacked from behind and hurt her brain.
The carriage was galloping rapidly, and Song Qingyun climbed to the window of the carriage with difficulty, lifted the curtain and looked out.
At this time, the sky was a little dark, and the surroundings were deserted, and strangely enough, the road seemed to be very smooth, and the carriage occasionally bumped a little, otherwise it would not have run so fast.
Just as she was looking around, the carriage gradually stopped, Song Qingyun hurriedly lay back on the mat, covered her face with her scattered hair, and heard the footsteps getting closer and closer, she was so nervous that she didn't dare to breathe.
When the person opened the curtain, he brought in a strange fragrance, Song Qingyun tried to stabilize his breath, and then felt that the person got into the carriage.
The strange fragrance got closer and closer, and the man reached out to brush her hair, and cold fingers ran across her cheeks, making Song Qingyun shudder.
Listening to the sound of rustling, Song Qingyun wanted to secretly open her eyes to take a look, but the person stuffed a pill into her mouth, which was cold and cold, sweet and sour.
As soon as the man's finger was raised, Song Qingyun, who had resisted, swallowed the pill with a "grunt", she was just about to go crazy and question, only to feel a chill spread from her heart to the hundred points in her limbs, and in an instant she had no strength at all, and her eyelids were heavy as if she had pressed a thousand catties of weight.
When she opened her eyes again, she was already lying in a room, with a dim oil lamp lit in the corner, and a sister-in-law dressed as a peasant sitting beside the bed, was sewing and mending her clothes.
Hearing the movement, the sister-in-law raised her head and asked in surprise, "Is the girl awake?" β
"Excuse me, where is this?" Song Qingyun clenched her fists, and found that she still didn't have much strength, she turned her head and asked weakly.
"Zhao Zhuang."
"How far is it from the capital?"
"Yo, that's far away, we are very close to Gusu here, go over the mountain and walk up to Laojun Mountain for a long time, standing on the top of the mountain you can see the gate of Gusu City."
"Gusu?" Song Qingyun was taken aback in his heart.
"What is the first day of the lunar calendar?"
"Twelve."
The sister-in-law put down the work in her hand and said to her, "I went out to tell your husband that you are awake, he has asked several times, and I am afraid that I will be in a hurry at this time." β
Song Qingyun hadn't woken up from the shock that she had been away from the capital for five days, when she suddenly heard her husband and hurriedly asked, "When did he come?" Where are the people now? β
The sister-in-law couldn't help laughing, "He brought you here, you two are so anxious, it seems that the relationship must be very good." β
"Wait, sister-in-law!" Song Qingyun hurriedly called out to her.
"That man, what does that man look like? Did you say what your name was? β
"Hey, if you want to say that you are really handsome and handsome, and you are as beautiful as a fairy, you two are really a good match."
The sister-in-law said to herself, Song Qingyun felt more and more that something was wrong, Mu Qingao was injured, it was impossible for him to bring himself to Gusu, so there was only one possibility, the person who pretended to be his father-in-law was Xie Chen.