In the palace, although the emperor and Zhao Zongtong slept late, the two of them woke up together early in the morning.

The first thing the emperor did was to call the imperial doctor to come over to confirm Zhao Zongtong's physical condition.

Imperial Physician Fang followed Zhao Zongtong all the way, and naturally he could not be exempted from responsibility, and took turns with several imperial doctors to take Zhao Zongtong's pulse.

"How is it, how is Zong Tong's body, has he recovered?" The Emperor was nervous.

"If you go back to the emperor, the general's health is much better than when he left Beijing, but the residual poison has not been completely removed, and he still needs to recuperate for a while longer."

"Yes, the admiral's condition is better than before he left Beijing, and a period of rest and recuperation is indeed more conducive to his physical recovery." It is rare for the doctors to agree.

"Does that mean serious or not?" The emperor didn't want to listen to these ambiguous words, and frowned a little.

"This" Imperial Doctors don't dare to really guarantee it, after all, the situation of the Admiral is currently good, but who knows if anything will happen in the future, what injuries will be suffered, and what accidents will occur, so no one dares to say anything about this matter at all.

"Why, it's so hard to get you doctors to tell the truth!" The emperor was a little displeased.

"Uncle Huang, the nephew's body and nephew know that it is no big problem for a long time, so don't embarrass them." Zhao Zongtong put down his sleeves and stopped the emperor with a smile, and the imperial doctor on the side was grateful.

"Hmph, these doctors are used to saying some high-sounding scenes, but they don't have a word!" The emperor snorted, but he had already collected a lot of anger for the sake of Zhao Zongtong's face.

"Uncle Huang" Zhao Zongtong smiled helplessly.

"If you go back to the emperor, the general's body is indeed recovering well now, but it will take a while for this residual poison to be completely removed, so Weichen and others still suggest that the general should continue to rest more during this period after returning to Beijing." Doctor Fang was the first to stand up and give the emperor an affirmative answer.

"How long does it take?" The emperor raised his eyebrows and looked at Imperial Physician Fang with an impatient expression.

"This depends on the situation of the admiral, if he is not so busy, he may be able to hurry." Doctor Fang reported the truth, after all, no one could guarantee whether the general would be busy or not after returning to Beijing.

"Huh, there's nothing to do with you now, I heard the words of the imperial doctor, so I stayed in the capital to recuperate, and I wasn't allowed to go anywhere, I don't need you to worry about anything, did you hear that?" The emperor listened to Imperial Physician Fang's words, turned his head, and instructed Zhao Zongtong with a distressed expression.

"Uncle Huang, my nephew knows, isn't my nephew recuperating now?" Zhao Zongtong smiled.

"Hehe, it's pretty much the same, okay, the prince will arrange breakfast, prepare more"

"Prepare more of what the general likes, don't worry, the old slave let them prepare it early in the morning, just waiting for your orders." Without waiting for the emperor's orders, the prince had arranged everything early, which made the emperor laugh for a while

"Childe, are you looking for Prince Zongguang? How long are we going to have to wait here? "In the palace, the emperor asked the prince to pass the breakfast, but Zhao Congling, who went out early in the morning, has been waiting for something not far from the palace of Zongguang Wang, neither going in nor leaving, it has been more than an hour, and the little girl can't help but be a little strange.

"Huh?" Zhao Congling didn't speak, but glanced at the talkative little guy slightly, and the little guy instantly knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly lowered his head and said nothing.

And Zhao Congling's eyes turned to the door of King Zongguang's mansion again

"Slow down, talk to your imperial grandfather, remember the rules, don't mess around, do you hear?" Another half an hour passed, and the figure was finally seen shaking at the door of Zongguang's palace, it was Princess Wei Luan who sent Jiang Mo and Zhao Chaoxuan out, as if she was asking something, Zhao Congling frowned, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

"Got it, mother, go back quickly, we'll go." Zhao Chaoxuan urged his mother again and again.

"Okay, be careful, be careful about your little temper, okay, I'll wait for you to come back, and they'll have lunch ready, ah, remember to come back early."

"Got it, got it, mother, we'll go back quickly, you go back first."

Princess Wei Luan instructed for a while before turning around and returning to the mansion, at the door, Jiang Mo and Zhao Chaoxuan were about to get into the carriage, and not far away, Zhao Congling's carriage stopped.

"Hey, the carriage of the Zongli Palace? What's the matter? Zhao Chaoxuan recognized the mark on Zhao Congling's carriage at a glance, and knew that it was the carriage of the Zongli Palace, and frowned.

"Childe, we're here, be careful"

"Zhao Congling?"

"Zhao Congling?"

"Hey, what do you want to do?" Zhao Chaoxuan was going to accompany Jiang Mo into the palace to pick up the little uncle.

After all, they said that they would come back early in the morning, and now they don't see anyone, so they are afraid that the imperial grandfather will be reluctant to let them go, so the two of them are ready to enter the palace again, but they didn't expect to meet Zhao Congling at the door, he frowned, and he seemed to be very unwelcome.

"Oh, it's Chaoxuan and Jiang Mo, I heard that you came back yesterday, but I didn't expect to meet you here today." Zhao Congling smiled calmly and politely.

"Hey, don't talk nonsense, what are you doing in my house?" Zhao Chaoxuan subconsciously hid Jiang Mo behind him.

"Well, I have to return to Uncle Zongguang for official business." Zhao Congling's reason was seamless.

"Huh? You, go back to your father about official business? But Zhao Chaoxuan didn't know the situation yet.

"Yes, I've been following Uncle Zongguang these days, you, oh, that's right, you just came back from Jincheng, you may not know yet." Zhao Congling did not panic at all.

"Really?" Zhao Chaoxuan raised his eyebrows and asked the little guy behind him.

"Yes, little prince, this is the emperor's order, appointing our prince with full authority to deal with the visit of the Xiongnu envoys, and the second son of King Zongli is also among them." The little guy whispered back to Zhao Chaoxuan.

"Huh? He's also there? Zhao Chaoxuan couldn't understand the emperor's intentions, although Zhao Congling came to be upright and bright, but Zhao Chaoxuan just didn't have a good attitude towards him.

"Yes." The little guy affirmed again.

"Oh, I heard that you are coming back, and I originally thought of making a special trip to visit you and my little uncle in a few days, but I didn't expect to see you here today

We haven't seen each other for more than a month since that day, I wonder if you're okay? "No matter what Zhao Chaoxuan's attitude is towards him, anyway, Zhao Congling is here for Jiang Mo, just to come and meet her, so he found this excuse to wait at the door, but he didn't expect him to wait for the opportunity, and he was in a very good mood.

"Hey, what's going on?" Zhao Congling said well, and Zhao Chaoxuan was a little incomprehensible.

"I'm okay, are you still busy with the affairs of the Hun Mission?" Zhao Chaoxuan was a little embarrassed, but Jiang Mo was polite to Zhao Congling.

After all, there is no major contradiction between them, and they have helped themselves again and again, but now they are just politely saying hello, and she should go back to others.

"Oh, yes, the envoys have entered Beijing a day earlier, and there may be more things recently." Although Zhao Congling was excited in his heart, his face was still quiet and gentle.

"Oh, then you're going to have to be busy." Jiang Mo smiled.

"Hey, you've just come back, where are you going?" Zhao Congling's question was natural.

"Shut you off"

"Oh, go to the palace and pick up the little uncle back." Zhao Chaoxuan just wanted to go up, Jiang Mo explained with a look.

"Oh, the little uncle was left behind by the imperial grandfather yesterday?" Zhao Congling thought instantly.

"That's right, so we're going to pick him up, hey, you get busy first, don't disturb your business, it's time for us to go, Chaoxuan, let's go." Jiang Mo was polite and polite, and after a few sentences, he turned around with Zhao Chaoxuan and got into the carriage and left first.

Zhao Congling smiled all over his face, and watched them drive away before turning around and entering the Zongguang Palace

"Alas, you kid, they all said don't let you worry about it, why do you still ask." In the Palace of Nourishing the Heart, after breakfast, Zhao Zongtong was not in a hurry to go back, he still sat and accompanied the emperor to eat tea and talk, but he mentioned the Hun matter again, and the emperor complained.

"Hehe, my nephew knows that you handed this matter over to the third brother, and my nephew naturally doesn't care, but this is a national event, and my nephew must know the current situation, right?" Zhao Zongtong said with a smile.

"Hehe, they are defeated generals, so naturally they don't dare to mention anything wrong, it's nothing more than paying tribute every year, and being a minister every year, it is estimated that the prince who came with him will ask for peace, and the others don't matter." The emperor also told the truth, and his attitude didn't seem to care very much.

"And pro? Which prince is it, Uncle Huang, have you chosen which girl it is? Zhao Zongtong frowned slightly when he heard this.