Back at the inn, Doubao had already woken up and was waiting for his dear mother to come back.

As a result, Song Qingyun was overexcited, kissed Doubao a few times and fainted to the ground, Mu Qingao panicked and carried her to the bed, and checked that it was a temporary shock caused by overfatigue.

The family was finally reunited.

Doubao was no longer resisting Mu Qingao, in the mountains Mu Qingao induced him to call himself "father", at first Doubao felt awkward, but after five days and five nights with Mu Qingao, he seemed to have found the feeling of relying on "Lin Xuao" in Liujia Village.

He was a small child, and he experienced hardships that no adult had ever experienced, but he still planted an indelible shadow in his young heart.

That night, Doubao had a nightmare and woke up crying from his dream, so Mu Qingao hugged him and told him a story.

The story is very exciting, Doubao also forgot his fears, and finally Mu Qingao told him a fact seriously, he was his father, and the "Uncle Lin" in Liujia Village was also pretended by him, and told Doubao that this was a secret between their men, and asked him to help keep it, and then confess to his mother when the right opportunity was right.

Early the next morning, Song Qingyun woke up, and after his hand touched the soft mattress under him, his heart really became steady.

"Madame, are you awake?" Su Yi, who was guarding the bedside, squeezed out a smile on her pale face, and stood up to serve her to get up.

"Suyi, how can I let you serve me? You're still a sick person! ”

"Madam, just let me do this, otherwise I feel uneasy, it was my dereliction of duty that caused you and Young Master Doubao to suffer this calamity."

"What nonsense? It's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that can't be avoided, even if you don't leave that day, there will be other disasters that befall me later. ”

Those in Kyoto who wish they had died in Hokuhu may be celebrating at this time.

"But I am the ...... that the prince arranged to protect his wife."

Song Qingyun rubbed his forehead, Su Yi belonged to the kind of person who couldn't pull back ten cows if he recognized death.

She had no choice but to admit defeat and point to the clothes on the shelf, "You can hand it over for me." ”

Suddenly, Su Yi happily jumped on one leg to get clothes for Song Qingyun, Song Qingyun couldn't cry or laugh, and lied that he was going to go to the toilet after getting dressed, and slipped downstairs to get water to wash.

She never wanted her children to see her sloppy appearance, so when she was almost cleaned up, she went upstairs and knocked on Mu Qingao's door.

It was Mu Qingao who opened the door, and when he saw the rejuvenated Song Qingyun, his lips unconsciously overflowed with a gentle smile.

"Did you sleep well last night?" He turned sideways and let Song Qingyun in.

"Well, I didn't have a dream all night, but I haven't been so stable in a long time." She smiled and reached out to hug Doubao on the bed, turned around and said, "Thank you for the incense, I like it very much, can you give me some when you go back?" ”

Mu Qingao nodded with a smile, "You can have as much as you want." ”

He picked up a long shirt and wanted to put it on, but unexpectedly pulled the wound on his back, and screamed with a "hiss", Qingyun was alert, and asked, "Are you injured?" ”

"Well, there is a hole in the back, I don't know if it heals or not." Mu Qingao said disapprerovingly.

Dou Bao patted Qingyun's shoulder and asked her to see the blood on the bed, "...... Hurt! ”

He wanted to shout "Daddy", but when the words came to his lips and remembered the secret with Mu Qingao, he stiffly held back, and his little face was red.

Song Qingyun's attention was on the mottled blood stains on the bed, she hurriedly put down Doubao, and lifted Mu Qingao's middle coat without hesitation, and sure enough, there were blood stains on it.

"You, why don't you ask Lord Liu to bandage you when you're injured?"

Seeing her angry look, Mu Qingao's heart softened, he loved Song Qingyun's little woman's appearance very much, but he said, "Don't get in the way, just go over it." ”

"What is this called? Now that we are all safe, we will go to Kangjue's palace to ask for no medicinal materials, how can we endure injuries casually? ”

She carefully ripped open Mu Qingao's middle coat, revealing a palm-sized wound on her shoulder, the edges of which were rubbed by her clothes, oozing a lot of blood.

"When was the injury? I see scabs in some places, and meat is still turning over in some places, I know that you are a man, you can bear it, but you don't want to be a brainless hero, how can you get it if you are infected? ”

Her gaze swept to the rest of Mu Qingao's back, and the scars were almost all over, shocking.

Her heart twitched for no reason, and she frowned in pain.

"You wait, I'll call Master Liu." Song Qingyun hurriedly went out, she couldn't imagine what kind of cruel life Mu Qingao had experienced at a young age.

Liu Yanping came over to give him medicine and bandage, and he also chattered like Song Qingyun for a long time.

"Are you still smiling?" Song Qingyun saw that he always had a light smile on his face, and he was angry.

"In the future, you have to take care of your body, you only have one life, do you think anyone will be as lucky as me?"

"Well, I will listen to Qingyun's words in the future and promise to spare my life like gold." Mu Qing raised his eyebrows narrowly, and he was suave.

Song Qingyun blushed at the root of his ears, glanced at him and left with Doubao in his arms, "Thank you for taking care of Doubao last night." ”

"Well, it should be done, and I will also take responsibility for raising it in the future."

This is a heavy topic, and now there is no more fighting, and he has also signed an agreement with Kangjue, and he should return to Da Zhou soon.

So, the matter of entering the palace is bound to be put on the agenda, how is she going to make the right choice?

After breakfast, Kangjue sent someone over, saying that there would be a banquet in the palace in the evening, and Kangjue invited the two to be guests.

"Isn't he sick? Can you still get up and eat, drink and be merry like this? Song Qingyun pursed her lips and took Doubao's little hand to play with Xiao Hei.

Xiao Hei is the little milk dog left by Doubao in the trouble, the whole body is black, last night accidentally slipped into Qian Xishun's room, and bit his shoes, but Qian Xishun was stunned and didn't find it, and thought that the rat climbed in in the middle of the night and gnawed his shoes.

When I got up in the morning, I found dog poop in my shoes, and the old man was furious and had nothing to do.

Doubao is the son of King Jing, and if he wants to keep the head on his neck, what he must not offend is the three-year-old little milk baby.

"If you don't want to go, we won't go, I'll stay at home with you and your son." Mu Qingao also squatted on the other side, with a strong love in his eyes, looking at the mother and son stupidly.

Song Qingyun couldn't stand his sullenness the most, and thought that he had something that had not been settled, so he decided to go to Kangjue's dinner.

"I want to meet the Xie sisters."

"Huh? What are you doing with them? Mu Qingao asked casually.

"Aren't you curious about their plans? Who is behind this? Don't forget, back in Da Zhou, you still have a fiancée waiting for you to go home! ”

Mu Qingao hooked his lips and smiled deeply, "Qingyun is eating Wang Shuqi's vinegar?"

"Joke, why should I eat her vinegar?" Song Qingyun exaggeratedly lifted the fan of his clothes, and his face turned crimson.

"She has a common enmity with me, don't think I don't know, she is the one who caused Doubao to be poisoned."

"Lord Jing, I want to do something, I need you to help me, otherwise I will let Wang Shuqi go like this, I can't swallow this breath."