In the past year, in the fourteenth year of Emperor Xiao'an, Daxuan and Dongyan fought two battles, and now Prince Jin and Prince Jin are still defending against the enemy at the border, and the treasury is becoming increasingly empty.

In the new year, the fifteenth year of Emperor Xiao'an, there will be another bloody storm between Daxuan and Nanli.

Four months have passed in a blink of an eye, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple have begun to bloom in April.

In this vibrant season, the contradictions in Prince Jin's mansion are increasing day by day, and the contradictions between the princess's faction and Concubine Li's faction have become white-hot.

Qingyan was about to give birth, she held her big belly, hid in Mozhuxuan, pretended to be a turtle with a shrunken head, and waited for the birth of the child.

At this time, Daxuan and Dongzhao were on the border.

Xiao Heng was in the big tent, pacing back and forth, his big hands with distinct knots, pinching the letter sent by the secret guard.

The family letter was written by the princess, and in addition to asking Xiao Heng if he was okay, the family letter was to tell Xiao Heng that Qingyan was about to give birth!

"Heng'er?" A deep male voice came into my ears.

Xiao Heng turned his head and saw Prince Jin, who was eight points similar to his appearance, opened the tent curtain and entered the big tent with extraordinary style.

Seeing Xiao Heng's brows, the prince's eyes fell on the letter in his hand, and he asked tentatively, "The family letter of the princess?" ”

"It's the mother's!"

The prince frowned, and stretched out his hand, "Show my father!" ”

Xiao Heng handed the letterhead to the prince as he said, and as he browsed, the prince's brows frowned even tighter.

It doesn't matter if the princess doesn't send him a family letter, and the family letter to Xiao Heng doesn't mention herself at all.

asked Xiao Heng if he was injured, and told Xiao Heng to pay attention to his body, but he didn't see her tell herself!

Every time I have something to do, I send a letter to myself, and I explain the matter clearly with a few numbers, and it's over, and I don't ask myself about the situation at the border.

The most hateful thing is that the princess is too sympathetic to herself, so she finally sent a letter to her family, and wrote the words "Do not reply in case of military emergency" at the end of the family letter, so that she wanted to return to the family letter, but there was no legitimate reason.

He really wanted to say that no matter how urgent the military situation was, he would be able to spare two sticks of incense in ten days and half a month to write a letter to his family and send it back, and the princess was like this, as if he was afraid that he would write a letter to his family and send it back.

Xiao Heng saw that the prince's face changed a few times in an instant, and he called out tentatively, "Father? ”

The prince coughed lightly and asked, "The princess is about to give birth, do you want to go back?" ”

Xiao Heng hesitated slightly, and said with a tangled look, "Now the battle situation is urgent, Heng'er can't leave, there are concubines and Zhaojing in the palace, they can accompany Qing'er." ”

After saying that, Xiao Heng's eyes changed from hesitation to firmness, and he seemed to have made up his mind.

However, after a long time of hearing the prince speak, Xiao Heng's firm gaze turned into doubt, "Father? ”

The prince came back to his senses, there seemed to be something shining in the corners of his eyes, and in the slightly dim tent, Xiao Heng looked a little dazed.

After a while, the prince's voice was slightly hoarse, "You go back to the palace, there are father and other generals here, and you will come back when the princess is safe." ”

Speaking of this, the prince paused, took a deep breath, and then said, "The princess is your most beloved woman, if there is any accident, you will regret it for the rest of your life!" ”

Xiao Heng felt that the prince at this time was very strange, in his eyes, his father had always been like an iron beater, only the family and the country, and there was no love for children.

Now that the war is urgent, it is so abnormal that he persuaded himself to return to the palace.

"Father?"

"Dongzhao has just been defeated, and he won't fight again in the near future, so you can set off now and send the good news back to Kyoto."

"Yes!"

Xiao Heng knew that the prince didn't let him go back to Beijing to deliver good news, but asked him to go back to Beijing to accompany Qingyan to give birth, is it because his father has always been worried about the difficult birth of his mother when he gave birth to him?

Xiao Heng didn't have time to think too much, so he prepared a thousand horses, hurried up, and rushed back to Kyoto under the stars.

Today's sunset is particularly beautiful, dyed red half of the sky, at this time Qingyan is strolling in the courtyard, she holds a big belly, one hand supports the waist, the other hand holds the willow, it seems that every step is extremely difficult.

The weather had just warmed up, and Shuying was gently fanning on the side.

Qingyan had a sad face, she was only seventeen years old, and she gave birth to a child so early, and the chance of dystocia was relatively high.

Although Wei Yang has been emphasizing that her fetal position is very positive, and it is easy to give birth with more exercise, she is still afraid, she has not lived enough, and she still wants to accompany Xiao Heng to continue walking.

"What is the princess thinking?" Biliu asked curiously.

Qingyan returned to his senses, smiled slightly, and under the afterglow of the sunset, his beautiful face was a little softer.

"Biliu, you were only thirteen years old when you followed me, and now you are fifteen years old, do you have a crush?"

Hearing Qingyan ask, Biliu couldn't wait to bite her tongue, secretly blaming herself for being too mouthful, she shook her head slightly.

Immediately, a fluttering female voice floated into her ears, "Then you have to hurry, Shuying is a year younger than you, don't let her get married before you." ”

Biliu heard that the crows flying over, rolled her eyes and said, "Biliu's lifelong event is for the princess to be in charge!" ”

Qingyan Qinglingling's eyes were full of banter, she looked at Biliu and said softly, "Well, then I'm not afraid that I won't be able to get married!" ”

Biliu felt that she had been defeated, and the princess of Xindao was not afraid that she would not be able to marry, right?

Although he is not as outstanding as Shuying, he is not so prominent, but he will not be unable to marry, right?

The worst, isn't there still Brother Weili? He is very willing to have his "daughter-in-law who has not passed through the door"!

That's it, Chiguo's was despised by the princess!

Thinking of this, Biliu pouted, stopped talking, and protested.

Seeing this, Qingyan laughed lowly, the black lines on the blue willow head, and the bright little eyes flashed with anticipation, and changed the topic, "The princess is going to give birth to a little young master, and I don't know if the princess will come back?" ”

"Probably not, besides, he doesn't know how many days he was born!"

Hearing this, Biliu's face was noncommittal, "Half a month ago, the slave maid saw the princess send a letter to the border!" ”

The corners of Qingyan's mouth hooked a soft arc, smiled faintly, and did not speak again, but the look of anticipation in his eyes could not be hidden.

Six days later

Mo Zhuxuan was busy in the dark, and he was anxious.

At this time, Xiao Heng was still hurrying and was on the way back to Kyoto.

Since three days ago, the princess was about to give birth, and the kitchen had been boiling hot water all day long, until today, it was finally used.

The three stable women have long been invited to the palace, and Wei Yang never leaves every day.

An hour ago, Qingyan began to have a stomachache, and the princess ordered someone to invite two imperial doctors to come, just in case.

At this time, the princess and the county lord of Zhaojing were waiting anxiously outside the door, and Wei Yang and the two imperial doctors were waiting on the side.

In the delivery room, Qingyan's screams of pain were louder and louder.

Zhao Jing outside the door wanted to cover her ears, but the princess sat upright, always maintaining the demeanor of a princess.

But there was a faint worry lingering in her eyes, but it revealed her thoughts at this time.