Qingzhou listened to Forsythia's words, and her heart suddenly chuckled, she looked at her son's snow-white and delicate little face, and looked closely, and really saw the shadow of two points of Zi'an on the child's handsome facial features, Qingzhou was speechless for a long time, and only held the child's little hand.

"Miss, don't be careful, speaking of which, Xiao Shizi and Young Master Zi'an are cousins, and it is common for the two brothers to look alike, fortunately, you are back now, if you don't like it, then let's not let Mrs. Ning get close to Xiao Shizi in the future, pay attention."

Qingzhou remembered Ning's curse that day, but still felt a little afraid, she looked at the child's sleeping face, and whispered to Forsythia; "In the future, only you and the nurse can handle Xiaobao's personal affairs, and everyone else must be careful."

"Miss, don't worry, I'll take care of it." Forsythia hurriedly responded.

Qingzhou bowed slightly, looked at the child again, Forsythia stood aside, looked at Qingzhou's side face, hesitated for a while, and said; "Miss, there's one more thing that the slave hasn't told you yet."

"What else?" Qingzhou looked at Forsythia in confusion.

"Miss, in the days when you and the prince left Beijing, Princess Wen invited a famous teacher to raise her mother's nephew, and it seems that she raised that child as her own son."

"Princess Wen has no children, so it is natural for her to treat her nephew as her own child." Qingzhou didn't feel anything wrong.

"Having said that, a few days ago, the old lady had a cold, and Princess Wen worked day and night, always serving by the old lady's side, which made the old lady feel a little moved, and then Princess Wen took the opportunity to mention the matter of passing Wen Ziliang under the prince's knees."

Hearing this, Qingzhou's eyes were a little stunned, she looked at Forsythia and asked; "What did you say, old lady?"

"The old lady naturally won't agree, Sensei said Miss, you have now given birth to a son for the prince, even when the prince was empty on his knees before, the old lady did not agree with Princess Wen to pass her nephew to the prince's knees, I heard that the old lady reprimanded Princess Wen and ordered her not to mention this matter in the future."

Qingzhou fell silent and did not speak.

"Miss, the slave maid is worried," Forsythia gritted her teeth, and finally said the worries in her heart, "After all, Princess Wen is the prince's wife, and she has followed the prince for many years, the prince always has a little old affection for her, the slave and maid are only afraid that the prince will come back in the future, Princess Wen will cry beside the prince, if the prince is soft-hearted for a while and agrees to her request, then Wen Ziliang is now twelve years old, if he really let Princess Wen pass to the knee, not only the son-in-law, but also the eldest son, then our son"

"Forsythia," Qingzhou interrupted her, and whispered; "I know what you want to say, this is a matter between the prince and Princess Wen, let's not ask more."

"But Miss, we have to make plans for the little prince after all, if in case the prince is"

"Forsythia," Qingzhou looked into her eyes, "don't worry, no matter what time it is, the prince will take care of me and Xiaobao." ”

After speaking, Qingzhou's eyes looked towards the child again, her pupils were as gentle as waves, and she read a sentence softly; "Whether it's a son-in-law or a son-in-law, I don't care, I just hope that my little treasure can grow up safely, and I'm already satisfied."

Hearing Qingzhou say this, Forsythia closed her mouth, she looked at the mother and son in front of her, and only secretly made up her mind in her heart that no matter what happens in the future, she must do her best to protect Qingzhou's mother and son.

The war on the front line is still in full swing, the Liao people are cunning, the people are brave, the two countries join forces this time, it is really difficult to parry, fortunately, the soldiers in the north have always been strict in military discipline, Wanzhongshan is familiar with the habits of the Hu people, coupled with the reinforcements brought by Li Yunzhao, the emperor came to the front line in person, which greatly boosted morale, and after several battles, the Hu people were obviously defeated by the Great Qi, and they were defeated and retreated.

The victory that belongs to the Great Qi is not far away.

After Qingzhou returned to Beijing, in addition to taking care of Wan Xiaobao every day, other thoughts were on the front-line war, seeing the good news passed back to Beijing one by one, the name of Wanzhong Mountain became louder and louder, and even had the momentum of surpassing Li Yunzhao, although Qingzhou faintly realized in his heart that her husband was inevitably suspected of being a meritorious master, but every time I think about it, I can't help but be proud, that is to look at the people who admire, admired by the people of the world, loved, worshiped like a god, and some of the pride.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Qingzhou has been back in Beijing for more than two months, Wan Xiaobao is already eleven months old, and in another month, it will be the child's first birthday, Wan Chongshan promised her that when the time comes, he will come back from the frontier.

These days, Qingzhou is almost looking forward to wearing, counting the days with his fingers, seeing that the child's birthday is getting closer and closer, Qingzhou's daily smile is getting sweeter and sweeter, this day, she got up early in the morning, first cleaned herself up, and then hugged her son from the nurse's arms, after two months of getting along, Wan Xiaobao has gradually attached to her mother, every time she looks at Qingzhou, she is smiling and her eyebrows are crooked, stretching out her arms to be hugged by her mother.

Qingzhou sat down on the chair with the child in his arms, and personally fed the child to eat rice cereal, which was very fragrant, with an egg in it and some sesame oil, which was suitable for such a big child.

Qingzhou scooped up a spoonful, blew it between her lips, and was just about to feed Wan Xiaobao to eat, when she saw Forsythia hurriedly walk in from outside, her forehead was sweating, but her eyes were full of horror.

Seeing her like this, Qingzhou was slightly surprised, she put down the spoon, and said to Forsythia; "Okay, what's wrong?"

"Miss" Forsythia's voice was a little hoarse, as if she didn't know how to speak.

"Is there news from the front? Is it the prince? Seeing her like this, Qingzhou was horrified, thinking that something had happened to Wanzhong Mountain.

"Miss, it's indeed the prince, but it's not because of things on the battlefield."

"What's the reason for that?" Qingzhou was relieved when he heard that it was not because of the war, but his wonderful eyes were still staring at Forsythia and signaling her to speak quickly.

Forsythia swallowed and said; "Miss, the slave maid just heard that the top brand Oiran in Yichun Building, named Mingxiang, let people see that he died in his room early in the morning."

Qingzhou heard this kind of news early in the morning, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, and she looked puzzled, as if she didn't understand how the Oiran of Yichun Building could have anything to do with Wanzhong Mountain.

"This Mingxiang used to get along with Young Master Zi'an, and I heard that Young Master Zi'an spent a lot of money on her, and everyone in the capital knows it."

"Forsythia, what the hell are you going to tell me?" Qingzhou couldn't help but ask.

"Miss, I don't know where the news came from, those people said that Mingxiang's death has nothing to do with our prince."

"Why do you say that?" Qingzhou was stunned, and gave the child to the nurse, and he stood in front of Forsythia and opened his mouth in fear.

"They said that it was the prince who sent someone to kill Mingxiang in order to extinguish his mouth." Forsythia's face was as pale as snow, and he continued; "Miss, those people said that the death of Young Master Zi'an was related to our prince, and it was the prince who ordered someone to do something in the horse farm and killed his own nephew."

As soon as Forsythia finished speaking, Qingzhou's eyes suddenly widened, and she took two steps back in disbelief, and her pretty face was only the same as Forsythia, and she lost all her blood color in an instant.

"Miss, don't worry." Forsythia was also terrified, this matter was too sensational, and when she first learned about it, she was also confused, and she didn't have time to think about anything, so she hurriedly ran to tell Qingzhou.

She took two steps forward and held Qingzhou's body, seeing Qingzhou's white face, which only made her look very unbearable, but she didn't know what to say to comfort her master.

"Who is saying all these rumors? Who came out of it? Qingzhou clenched Forsythia's hand.

"I heard that it was the boss of Yichun Building who first discovered Mingxiang's body, and after reporting to the official, Lord Jingzhao Yin Shen personally rushed over with the official errand, and then, Lord Shen saw a suicide note in Mingxiang's arms."

"What is written in the suicide note?" Qingzhou asked again.

"The slave didn't know what was written on the suicide note, the slave only heard that Lord Shen had changed color after reading the suicide note, and hurriedly led the official to return to the mansion, and then, there was news from the mansion, they said, Mingxiang knew that the prince was going to send someone to kill her, so she wrote the suicide note in advance and kept it on her body, just hoping to let the truth be revealed to the world."

"What's the truth?" Qingzhou's palms were cold, and he couldn't help shaking his arm holding Forsythia.

"The boss of Yichun Building said that Ming Xiang had told him that when Young Master Zi'an had raised her before, he had told her after drinking that his uncle was infatuated with his wife, and Young Master Zi'an also said that because of this incident, he was afraid that he would die."

Qingzhou covered his mouth in horror.

"The boss also said that Mingxiang also asked Young Master Zi'an what this sentence meant, and Young Master Zi'an told her that in order to get Miss, sooner or later, someone would kill him, and only by killing him could the prince get Miss in a bright way."

Qingzhou listened to Forsythia's words, only to feel that it was dark in front of him, and he was dizzy for a while.

Forsythia hurriedly helped Qingzhou to sit down on the chair, Forsythia was worried, and only cried in his voice, "Miss, what do you say about this, Young Master Zi'an is the prince's nephew!" ”

"You also thought that he would do something to his nephew?" Qingzhou's voice was very soft, and he spoke weakly.

"The slave doesn't know, but Miss, the world knows that you have married the prince, Mingxiang's words are not unreasonable, Young Master Zi'an suddenly fell from his horse that day and died unexpectedly, his death is indeed the fulfillment of the prince, Miss!"

The blood on the flap of Qingzhou's lips has also faded completely.

"Miss, this matter has been rumored outside, and when they mention the prince, what they say is ugly"