Chapter 117: This is a matter of waiting

Xingyu glanced at Ji Qingge embarrassedly, and said with concern, "Miss, you can eat a little more." If you don't eat enough, you won't have the strength to catch up with His Royal Highness King Xiao. ”

Her young lady's mind really made her more and more incomprehensible.

When she was still confined in the abandoned firewood house of the Ji Mansion before, her young lady often whispered to her the name of Prince Xiao. But after her young lady married into King Xiao's Mansion and became Princess Xiao, she called Prince Xiao "Emperor Creditor" again.

When I mentioned Xiao Wangye to her, I always said that he likes to bully people and the like.

Now, Prince Xiao has just left the imperial city with the Qi army on his front foot, and her young lady will soon stop thinking about eating. How can it go on like this?

"Miss. If you are hungry, how can Prince Xiao provide disaster relief in the south? ”

Xingyu helped Ji Qingge fill the fish soup and persuaded Ji Qingge to drink it.

"He doesn't even bother to look at me so he doesn't care about me." Ji Qingge slanted the corners of his mouth and told Xingyudao.

She took a spoon and tasted the fish soup, and couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know where the emperor and the creditor have gone, and whether they have gone smoothly all the way?" ”

"Miss......"

If you don't drink it again, I'm afraid that the fish soup will be cold.

"It stands to reason that the south should be warmer. No, the south is clammy and cold. The emperor and the creditor are wearing so little, will they freeze......"

Ji Qingge muttered to herself until the fish soup in the bowl became cold, and she couldn't take three sips.

Seeing the maidservants come in to clean up the plates, she sighed softly and told the maidservants, "From tomorrow onwards, there will be no more extravagance and waste, and we must save rations and donate them to the victims in the south."

Pastries and the like, only once a day.

Except for the guards on duty, the rest of the people were not allowed to have any more supper. ”

The maidservants looked at each other and had to obediently agree. Their family, Prince Xiao, is the prince who actively donated food and cloth, which is known to the people of Jing'an City.

Even women like them who stay in a suburban mansion have heard the female doctor Miss Bai mention it.

But Princess Xiao in front of her is still thinking about letting them save rations and donate them to the disaster area. Could it be because the princess's hometown is in Yancheng, so she has a special feeling for her hometown?

An hour later, Ji Qingge and Xingyu bathed and returned to the bedroom.

The two of them lay on the comfortable bed in the inner room, discussing how to find the horses and go south to find Di Jinxuan.

The faint candlelight was reflected on Xingyu's miserable white face, and as soon as she raised her head, Ji Qingge saw the scratches on her white neck. The blood-red mouth is extraordinarily dazzling.

Although Xingyu didn't say it, she could also see from the scratches on her nails that Du Xueqiang had caused too many serious injuries to Xingyu.

It was about Xingyu who saw the surprise in Ji Qingge's eyes, so he whispered to her, "Miss." Although Du Gongzi asked people to pour medicine into me, he ...... Didn't ...... me, so please don't worry, Miss. ”

"I'll get your revenge, Xingyu."

Ji Qingge helped Xingyu tuck the quilt and said.

This time she went to the south, she didn't plan to bring Xingyu with her. Because of the poison in the apricot rain, the body and bones are still a little weak, and they may not be able to withstand the long journey in the snow.

In this way, Xingyu can only be entrusted to Bai Yuqian to help take care of it.

"Miss, why haven't you stopped? Isn't it...... Do you miss Prince Xiao again? Xingyu leaned sideways, stared at Ji Qingge's pale face with a pair of clear eyes, and asked.

"Nonsense."

Ji Qingge refused to admit it.

I thought to myself, Xingyu, isn't this talking nonsense? In addition to thinking about her family's emperor and creditor, who else can she think about? Although he didn't bother to look at her, he ...... After all, there is something important to do.

In fact, Di Jinxuan, who Ji Qingge was concerned about, had already led thousands of Qi troops and arrived at Ancang Post Station, which was hundreds of miles away.

Di Jinxuan brought water to his entourage Liu Yujing, and after serving him to wash his feet, he planned to rest.

Coincidentally, at this time, Yan Fengxing came to the door and said, "Lord Xiao, my subordinates have something to tell you." ”

"Enter."

Di Jinxuan yawned and said.

After the entourage opened the door, Yan Feng walked into Prince Xiao's room.

After watching the figure of his entourage leave, Di Jinxuan asked, "Say, what's the matter?" ”

"Lord Xiao, it has snowed so heavily today, I'm afraid I will have to leave later tomorrow. Otherwise, the roads are icy and inconvenient. Yan Fengxing sincerely suggested.

"Hmm."

Di Jinxuan looked at Yan Fengxing with a serious look in his eyes and said.

After chatting about the topic of going south for disaster relief, the two invariably shifted the topic to the relationship between children and daughters. Di Jinxuan heard Yan Fengxing say that he was ruthless, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and ask

"What do you think the king should do? Dismount and hug her, or stay with her? ”

No matter how he does it, he still has to embark on a journey and go to Yancheng after all. Rather than that, it's better to leave her with a lonely and cold back and let her take care of herself.

Yan Fengxing nodded very understandingly, got up and opened the door to leave, and said, "Lord Wang, rest early, I have to hurry tomorrow." ”

"Okay."

Di Jinxuan, who had never had insomnia, tossed and turned, and it was difficult to sleep.

Fortunately, this state only lasted for more than half an hour, and he adjusted it for himself. He looked at the light of the oil lamp, looked in the direction where Jing'an City was, and muttered

"Qingge, are you resting? Today is not the lonely king, because ...... The Lone King wept. ”

As he spoke, the tears from the corners of his eyes slipped down silently and landed on his medicine pillow.

The road to Yancheng this time was full of difficulties and obstacles. Whether he can return in time for the year, he can't guarantee it. If he can't return before the year, it means that the princess who has just married into his house will have to celebrate the New Year alone.

How could he be willing to let her spend the New Year alone?

The sound of conversation outside the door disturbed Di Jinxuan's thoughts. Although the people standing outside the door were talking very softly, they still made him hear clearly, it was Liu Yujing and Zixin's voices.

Liu Yujing said

"Didn't the queen ask you to take care of Prince Xiao? What's the matter, you don't know how to fetch water to wash the feet of Prince Xiao? ”

"Didn't you just watch us being kicked out by Prince Xiao and gloating?"

Zixin said in a deep voice.

"Look at what Sister Zixin said. Are we good people? Don't say you've been kicked out, sometimes he has a weird temper. Even those of us who have been serving him all the time. ”

Liu Yujing persuaded Zixin not to go to her heart.

"But no matter how weird and cold Xiao Wangye is, there are still many Jing'an women who like him. Don't talk about it from afar, let's talk about the county lord of Xiyao......"

"Oops, Sister Zixin. I've been serving Prince Xiao for so many years, don't you know him? He, but he doesn't have that kind of mind for the Xiyao County Lord.

Over the years, I have only seen Prince Xiao fall in love with Princess Xiao. You didn't look at him today...... I miss the princess and my mother, don't you think about eating? ”

How dare you talk about his private affairs behind his back?

Although it is true that he drove Zixin out, it is also true that he didn't want a maid to wash his feet in the camp. But he didn't want the maidservants and his retinue to discuss his affairs in the middle of the night.

A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes, and Di Jinxuan coughed deliberately.

The chatter outside the door stopped abruptly.