At three o'clock in the sun, when Wei Qingguan woke up, he looked like he had been dismantled and reloaded, and the man next to him was long gone, but the breath lingered anywhere between these square inches, Wei Qingguan smiled, muttered, and turned to the outside of the bed. (6) Eight (6) Eight (6) Read (6) Book, .□.≠o

In the tent, the brazier has not stopped, and there is still a sweet pot on the brazier, which is obviously a breakfast left in the middle of summer, last night, Dongfang Chen did not know how to be satisfied, again and again, and still thinks about it, she feels a little ashamed.

When Banxia came in, Wei Qingguan had already dressed herself, and simply washed her body with the hot water warm in the carbon basin, she was really embarrassed, waiting for Banxia to serve, especially such a thing.

"Niangniang, your hands are not yet complete, why are you still moving, what if the wound is cracked?" Banxia, who came in from outside wrapped in a cold wind, saw Wei Qingguan standing in front of the basin rack, and actually touched the water with his hand, and couldn't help but drop his newly picked clothes, and said anxiously.

Wei Qingguan forgot, looked at the wound on his hand that had dried up and began to converge, and said to Banxia with relief, "I think it should be fine, don't worry, just take some medicine later." ”

"If the infection leaves a scar, how will I look at this hand in the future." Banxia was in a hurry, and hurriedly helped her change the wet gauze, and took care of herself to find a plaster from the box and re-bandage her, Wei Qingguan pulled his lips, his heart was full of distressed tolerance, and with the hand of applying medicine, he hugged Banxia fiercely at once. Snuggled in her arms, like a milk doll.

"Banxia, I will definitely find you a good family to marry in the future, when you get married, I will let you recognize you as my sister, and I will not let anyone bully you." Like a child, he muttered in a low voice.

"And Bang Chun, Di Cui, Qiu Ju, I recognized you one by one, let you carry the sedan chair, and carry it out of the palace in a beautiful way, who dares to bully you, I will lock them all in the water prison, whip them all, and never let you suffer a little grievance."

When he arrived, the more he talked, the more out of tune, like a very muddy talk, Banxia grinned impatiently, and said playfully with her, "Niangniang, you married us one by one, who will serve Niangniang in the future, Niangniang is not going to want us to serve." ”

"In the palace, there are few people waiting, and there is a big car with a casual hook, but I want you to be happy, so I want you all to marry, and give birth to a car of little beans in the future, and several of you will bring small beans to the palace to play with me, how lively.

Wei Qingguan leaned on Banxia's arms like this, grinning there, Banxia also followed her, only when she finished speaking, she took a bite and said, "Dare to love Niangniang, you treat a few of us as sows, and give birth to a cart of little beans, it's really ......"

After speaking, he straightened Wei Qingguan, took the warm sweet porridge from the stove, and when it was not hot, he handed it to Wei Qingguan, "Eat the cushion of the stomach, this porridge is specially prepared for you by the slave when the emperor left, saying that I am afraid that you will drink too much medicine, pour your stomach, let you eat something sweet, Niangniang has the leisure to let us give birth to a car of children, it is better to take care of the body, and then give birth to a little prince to the emperor, we will not marry for the rest of our lives, and we all feel that the heart is sweet." ”

Wei Qingguan took the bowl himself, heard Banxia say this, his face was red when he remembered what happened last night, and after quickly scooping a few mouthfuls of sweet porridge, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his hand unconsciously touched his lower abdomen and said, "Banxia, you say...... Do I still have a chance? ”

So far, when Wei Qingguan thinks of what the concubine Xian instructed the midwife to do, she still has some hatred in her heart, when Yan'er is still there, she doesn't care, but since Yan'er goes, that kind of hatred is deep in the bone marrow and cannot be dissipated.

It's not that she hasn't asked the imperial doctor in private, and even the mother who connected to the birth has asked, and she still has no answer......

"Niangniang is still young, she has raised her body, what can't be born, more than 50 people in our hometown have given birth, and the grandsons are about to marry a daughter-in-law, and the body is not good for a year, let's raise it for ten years, we will definitely be able to."

"Ten years, ten years later, I will be thirty-two, you will be my old clam and pearl."

Banxia opened his mouth to Wei Qingguan with a reason, and said very confidently, Wei Qingguan smiled, and after drinking the sweet porridge in his hand, he also opened the topic, saying that he would go outside and take a look, and asked Banxia to prepare two pastries, saying that it was useful.

Banxia didn't ask, since the cabinet took a cherry red plum collar short jacket for her to wear, the lower body was equipped with a dark blue embroidered horse face skirt, and the outside was covered with a windproof cloak with a fur collar, and brought the pastries prepared by Wei Qingguan, and then went out in the wind.

The wind is like a knife, fortunately, Banxia wrapped her tightly, Wei Qingguan was not much cold, all the way, Wei Qingguan asked someone to take Banxia to a simple small tent made of a cloth curtain, which lived in the young child of the Eighth Emperor Lord, and the east stopped.

Dongfang Zhixi was locked up here, unlike the cowhide cane of the people who lived in front of him, such a small cloth curtain was light, and the surface was coated with tung to play a role in preventing rain, but it was not windproof, there would always be cold wind coming in from everywhere, and the brazier was burning in and did not feel warm.

After all, the Eighth Emperor calculated well for himself, and gave himself a big cowhide tent with a special person to serve him, which is not a loss for himself.

Half-grown children less than six years old, the small face is handsome, and the raised is also very white and tender, but after this sudden change and fright, the little face looks a little haggard, he shrank in the corner of the low couch, and looked at Wei Qingguan who came in vigilantly, Wei Qingguan put down the two plates of pastries that came in, a plate of lotus cake, and a red bean cake, all of which were made by the skillful hands of Banxia, and the smell was sweet.

The food in the camp is all big pot rice, and occasionally two slices of meat will be seen in the cabbage stick, which adults are not used to, let alone children, Dongfang Zhixi naturally saw the two plates of pastries, with joy in his eyes, and wanted to go up, but he was a little afraid.

"Eat, don't worry, it's not poisonous." The child's face was vigilant, like a hedgehog curled up in a circle to defend against the enemy, looking at Wei Qingguan with a determined look, although he was young, he could also recognize that this person was the woman who was tied to the shelf like himself yesterday.

"You don't have to look at me like that, no one will dare to hurt you until your father is caught." She pointed to the pastry and poured him another cup of hot water.

"Do you know my father?" Dongfang was still vigilant, but there were some fluctuating ripples in his eyes, and he asked himself, "I saw yesterday that you were tied to a wooden pillar like me, and I heard people outside say that my father rebelled and wanted to be the emperor himself, is it true?" Did he lose yesterday? ”

Like pouring beans, the little guy has a lot of things to ask, he has not seen his parents since the day he was born, and is raised by a pair of peasant women all day long, and in the Zhuangzi, the farmer treats him very well, and will follow him whatever he wants, but he is not allowed to call them father, because they say that he is their little master, and his father is a hero of the world.

But this hero of the world has his own things to do, is very busy, and can't take care of himself, so he entrusts him to them. So far, he doesn't know what his father looks like, he began to know books at the age of three, and also invited a martial artist to teach martial arts, but the martial artist said that his roots and bones are not suitable for practicing martial arts, saying that there is a problem in the womb.

Ignorant to this day, he was suddenly arrested, saying that he was the son of the Eighth Emperor, but this Emperor was a rebellious traitor, which was very different from the heroes of the world that had always been defined in his heart, and he didn't believe it.

After hearing this, Wei Qingguan smiled slightly and asked, "You said that you learned Chinese characters at the age of three, and your husband told you, what is your country called?" ”

"Da Zhou" had already sat in front of the case, and the child stood up and said proudly, "Mr. said that the Great Zhou country is rich and the people are strong, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the world is peaceful, and the emperor is a benevolent monarch and a good emperor." ”

"The emperor of the Great Zhou is my husband, I am her wife, your husband is a common man, and what the common people say will not be false, so ......"

"Good boy." Hearing Dongfang stop saying this, Wei Qingguan smiled slightly, touched his head and said, "The common people are looking forward to living in peace, your father will be the emperor and will fight, you also saw it yesterday, if you fight, there will be bloodshed, there will be death, and life will be ruined, so your father's approach is not right, and even wants to be spurned by the people." ”

"So, he's not a hero at all, isn't he?" Dongfang stopped eating two pieces of lotus cake, and his mouth pursed, a little melancholy and disappointed.

He saw with his own eyes yesterday that so many people died in front of him, and the first time a young boy experienced death, it was such a tragic scene, and he was shocked in his heart.

"Can you save him, then?" He didn't know much about his father, but the bloodline inherited from his bones made him unwilling to see his father like those who fell in a pool of blood yesterday, and he said to Wei Qingguan with childishness.

Wei Qingguan shook his head: "I can't save it." ”

"Why, the master said, the emperor is the most amazing person in the world, you are the queen, you should also be very great, why can't you save it?" The boy raised his voice and said in disbelief. (2)miào(2)bi.*(2)ge(2),

"His heart wants to be the emperor is immortal, and if he saves him, he will hurt my husband, the person I care about, so he can't save it!"

Dongfang stopped listening to Wei Qingguan say this, tilted his head, a little ignorant, "You may understand when you grow up." Wei Qingguan couldn't explain clearly, so he just said.

"Can you let me go, then?" When the young man heard the word "grow up", he couldn't help but think of the words that those people said that he would die soon, and he was worried in his heart, and asked Wei Qingguan again.

Wei Qingguan shook his head again, "I can't." ”

At this moment, the boy was completely decadent, "Then what you said, maybe I will never understand it again, they said, I am going to die soon." ”

Wei Qingguan didn't speak, pulled his lips, touched his head with a slight smile, and withdrew from the tent with the help of Banxia, and the young man in the tent was still melancholy......

Facing the wind, his hair was blown messy, Wei Qingguan didn't speak, but not far away, he saw Dongfang Chen, who had changed into an inky black robe, and the black big coat was standing there, the clothes blown by the wind were hunting, and Wei Qingguan only ran towards him......