And Gu Er seems to like Zhao Yuanting very much, although he is small, but he can distinguish the smell, sometimes, the nurse holds him, he also cries non-stop, but as soon as Zhao Yuanting hugged him, he stopped crying, looked at Zhao Yuanting with a pair of pure big eyes, and babbled something.

The boy kissed him. Whenever this happens, Zhao Yuanting's heart is like a flower.

Zhang Yaxian went out of confinement and went to the princess's room to see her daughter, for some reason, she just couldn't have that kind of full maternal love for her daughter.

"How many times has the emperor come up to see the princess?" Zhang Yaxian looked at the little princess lying in the crib and asked the nurse on the side.

The nurse was stunned for a moment, and then replied weakly in a low voice: "Back to the mother, the emperor has never come." ”

Zhang Yaxian felt a desperate hatred in her heart, but she just hummed quietly and turned to leave. secretly said in her heart, today is the full moon of the little princess, she wants to see if Zhao Yuanting will remember.

Zhao Yuanting went down to the court, and Li Fusheng reminded in a whisper: "Your Majesty, today is the day of the full moon of the little princess, do you see you?" ”

"Oh," Zhao Yuanting nodded, "Go and order the Internal Affairs Office to prepare a few full moon gifts for the little princess, and by the way, prepare a few for the queen, and I will go to Fengyi Palace for lunch." ”

Li Fusheng hurriedly responded, turned around and went down to order.

Zhao Yuanting couldn't help but think of Gu Er, when he was full moon, he was still on the way back to the palace, he couldn't give him half a table of wedding banquets, and in a few days it would be Gu Er's 100 days, he would definitely have to do a good job and celebrate in the palace.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs sent the selected gifts to Fengyi Palace, and passed on the holy decree, saying that the emperor came to Fengyi Palace for dinner in the morning, Zhang Yaxian raised her eyes and looked at it, which eased her bad mood and accepted the decree.

***

Beihu.

Two days after the Mid-Autumn Festival, the old blacksmith suddenly asked to see Huerhe, and he promised to help Beihu forge a sword.

Huerhe bowed deeply to the old man, but he didn't speak, he knew that the reason why the old blacksmith agreed was to help Xia Muyao and help Nanxia.

"But there's another condition for old decay." Seeing that Huerhe was silent, the old blacksmith said again.

"Speak, please." Huerkh nodded.

"I want to meet the kid who tied me up in Beihu and ask him for something." The old blacksmith said in a deep voice.

"I can call you, I can't guarantee the rest." When Huerhe heard that the old blacksmith was about to ask Zhen Yu for something, he couldn't help but say.

The old blacksmith nodded, "That's nature. ”

Huerhe left, and on the one hand, he sent someone to invite Zhen Yu to come, and on the other hand, he sent a secret letter to the king of Beihu to arrange the casting of the sword.

After returning home, Huerhe told Xia Muyao the good news and asked Xia Muyao, "What do you think he wants from Zhen Yu?" ”

"Naturally, it is the sword on Zhen Yu's body, it should be the masterpiece of the old man's ancestors, and it is a kind of fate to be able to see it again." Xia Muyao smiled.

"Well, you're the same as I guessed." Huerhe looked at Xia Muyao approvingly.

Things are just as Huerhe and Xia Muyao guessed, the old blacksmith is the Qinglong Sword that he wants Zhen Yu, the Qinglong Sword was made by his ancestors, he wants to go back to make a memorial, and he also promised to make another rare sword for Zhen Yu.

Although Zhen Yu was a little reluctant, he also fulfilled the old blacksmith's wish and gave the green dragon sword to the old blacksmith.

The old blacksmith took the Qinglong Sword and thanked him gratefully.

***

Casting a sword is a long process, to select raw materials, the ratio of various metals is very particular, these, the old blacksmith is naturally secret, and then melt the metal, remove impurities, and then refine, pour into the mold, after continuous beating, the last step has to go through quenching.

Processing hundreds of thousands of swords in such a process, the raw materials and effort required are extremely long.

Huerhe asked the old blacksmith how soon could it be completed?

The old blacksmith held out two fingers, "It's not two months, it's two years." ”

For two years, Huerhe sighed secretly, and in two years, Gu Er already knew people. He didn't want Gu Er to recognize the thief as his father.

"We can process more people, can we hurry up?" Huerhe asked.

"It will take a year and a half at the earliest." The old blacksmith cautiously calculated, "It can't be any faster, or the sword will not be sharp." ”

Huerhe nodded, such a huge number, he also knew that it would take a long time.

Back at the vassal king's mansion, Huerhe told Xia Muyao about the matter, and when he heard that it would take a year and a half at the earliest, Xia Muyao couldn't help but sigh secretly, but his face still didn't show eagerness, and he only whispered: "Take your time, this is not something that can be done overnight." ”

Huerhe also nodded silently.

Forging swords is a huge expense, and if there is another war, it will be a huge expense, and it should be difficult for King Beihu now.

Huerhe sighed secretly, no matter how high he sits, he has his own difficulties.

***

Dakang. Palace.

The little princess's birthday has passed, and after a few days, it will be Gu Er's 100 days, Zhao Yuanting held a feast in the palace and invited all the concubines to congratulate.

These concubines naturally followed Zhao Yuanting's intentions, and sent congratulatory gifts to Gu Er, praising Gu Er's cuteness, and there were also a few people who were active, seeing that Gu Er did not have a mother concubine, they tentatively wanted to raise Gu Er in their palace.

Everyone knows that as long as you get Gu'er, you will get Zhao Yuanting.

"I have already said that my stepson's mother and concubine prayed for the blessing of the country in the nunnery, and one day she will return to the palace." Zhao Yuanting said coldly.

The concubines stopped talking, they each laughed, but they were thinking in their hearts, I don't know what the little prince's mother is, seeing that the emperor loves this child so much, he must also love his mother very much, if he returns to the palace, the emperor will not look at them directly.

Only Zhang Yaxian knew that Gu Er was Xia Muyao's child, she looked at these stupid concubines with cold eyes, and then looked at Gu Er in Zhao Yuanting's arms, hating to death in her heart, a little child, hugged Zhao Yuanting as soon as he came in, it hurt like something, he has four children, and he has never seen him love him so much.

"Let the concubine hug the little prince, the concubine is really happy to look at him." Although she was extremely unhappy in her heart, Zhang Yaxian still made a gesture of joy and said to Zhao Yuanting.

"No need, my stepchild recognizes his life, except for me, others will cry when they hug him." Zhao Yuanting did not agree.

"If you are really a noble prince, you know that the emperor's arms are the most comfortable at such a young age." Zhang Yaxian praised with a smile.

But only she knew in her heart how much she hated.

Because of the large number of people at the banquet, Gu Er was a little curious, looking at the concubines in front of her with wide eyes, and looked at Zhao Yuanting from time to time, stretched out her little hand, touched Zhao Yuanting's face, and grinned.

Gu Er smiled, Zhao Yuanting's face was full of unconscious smiles, this smile is rarely seen by harem concubines, and when they saw it at this moment, they all sighed secretly in their hearts.

Zhang Yaxian turned her head to look at Zhao Yi, he is now three years old, but from beginning to end, Zhao Yuanting has never asked a warm word, his attention is all on Zhao Ji, and the eccentricity is too obvious.

Zhang Yaxian always had a mask smile on her face, but she was thinking in her heart, when Zhao Ji grew up and he could walk, then Siyao Palace would not be able to shut him up, he would always run all over the palace, so he would fall into the pond and drown, or accidentally fall off the rockery and die, it would be difficult to say.

***

Beihu. The sword-casting project is in full swing, and Huerhe, in addition to military affairs, will personally go to the sword-casting office every few days to check the progress.

Sometimes, Huhao would also go to see it together, and when he saw the old blacksmith who was not smiling, he said to Huerhe: "I know at a glance that he is capable." ”

"Why?" Huerkh asked.

"Most people who have the ability don't disdain to slap horses, you see that my prince is here, and he hasn't even looked at me." Hum snorted.

"Cousin, don't take it to heart, why did he look at me squarely?" Huerhe smiled.

When Hu Hao heard this, he also smiled.

Then, he picked up a sword forged by an old blacksmith, gestured in his hand, and cut down the wood beside him, and a piece of wood was immediately cut off.

Hu Mao was stunned, then looked at Huerhe and blinked approvingly, "This sword is sharp enough." ”

Huerhe smiled and had no words.

Knowing that the sword casting went smoothly, Xia Muyao was also very happy, which indicated that she was one step closer to the plan to save Gu Er, as soon as she thought of Gu Er, Xia Muyao's heart felt a pang, her Gu Er should recognize people now, but he hadn't even seen his parents, so he must have recognized Zhao Yuanting as a relative.

Thinking of this, Xia Muyao could only sigh.

In December, the first heavy snow fell in Beihu.

Duoya, who has always been difficult to go out, also wore a cotton cloak and went to the still water lake with Xia Muyao to skate and enjoy the snow.

He was also there, wearing a thick cotton coat, running on the ice like a small ball, falling on the ice from time to time, and without anyone to help him, he got up and giggled happily.

It snowed heavily all day, and when Huerhe returned home at dusk, the snow was still falling.

Xia Muyao was in Tengchong Courtyard, walking on the snow in small cotton boots, listening to the creaking sound, and when she saw Huerhe's voice, she looked up and smiled at him.

Xia Muyao was wearing a cloak, and the hat of the cloak rolled around the fur of the red fox, which was particularly eye-catching in the snow, and it made her small face extremely beautiful.

"Isn't it too cold?" Huerhe walked over, stretched out his big hand and touched Xia Muyao's little face, her little face was cold.

"It's not cold, I just feel that the clear air is so pleasant." Xia Muyao said with a smile.

"Then I'll accompany you around the house." Huerhe said, took Xia Muyao's little hand, and walked out of Tengchong Courtyard.

In the vast white snow, the red lanterns of the vassal king's mansion gradually lit up, the red lights and white snow, there is a quiet and distant beauty, the whole world seems to be silent, they hold hands, walking in the snow, the beauty of the picture is indescribable.

"I wish time had stopped at this time." For a long time, Xia Muyao sighed so easily.

Huerhe smiled softly, without words, only squeezed Xia Muyao's hand tighter.

How can time stand still at this moment? He still has to save their Gu'er.