309 Parting

The panic in Xiao Jinyu's heart was known only to him, and for a moment, he suddenly felt as if he had lost something.

But what exactly was lost, before he could recognize and think about it, Xiao Yuheng's words interrupted his train of thought.

"It seems that the eldest brother has lived up to the third brother's wishes. Xiao Yuheng had already seen through it, her eyes swept lightly on Sai Chang'e's face, and she smiled faintly.

Xiao Jinyu glanced at Sai Chang'e with the tail of her eyes, Sai Chang'e let go of the hand holding his sleeve, bowed to everyone in the hall, and was helped away by the maid.

Xiao Jinyu responded calmly, looked at everyone, and said with a smile: "This cousin Zhao, she is pregnant and has a really big temper, and the eldest brother will suffer it in the future." โ€

Most of the people present were relatives of the emperor, and they were more or less related to Rong Zhao, and there were many people who knew each other before.

For example, King Qingjun, he is the son of the former King Qing, the sixth son of the first emperor, but unfortunately died in the prime of life, and his son-in-law inherited the throne.

King Qingjun and Rong Zhao are also cousins, he is humorous and funny, and he was also playmates with Rong Zhao when he was a child.

It's just that after Rong Zhao got married, they didn't see each other much, but they also had contacts with each other during the New Year's holidays.

King Qingjun laughed, he was already fat, and this smile was somewhat similar to Maitreya Buddha.

"Where is her temper when she is pregnant?" he joked.

Everyone also laughed, and King Qingjun said again: "It's just that now not only has a big temper, but also smells of vinegar, look at it, this is gone, I can still smell the vinegar smell of a big jar now." โ€

Every word he said, everyone laughed, "That's why I said, getting married is not a good thing, there is always someone to take care of." Looking at the King of Chu, there is still no maid in the room. I also heard that a few days ago, the Queen Mother rewarded the King of Chu with two beauties, but she was sent back by the King of Chu. It can be seen that it is not possible to marry a wife, and it is even more impossible to marry a fierce wife. โ€

"King Qingjun, you. Yin Hui, the prince of Yingjun, pointed at him with a smile, "If Rong Zhao hears you call her a fierce wife, she will have to beat you into a pig's head." โ€

King Qingjun's eyes widened, and he waved his hand at everyone, and said, "That's it, these words are not allowed to be spread out." โ€

Seeing his nervousness, for fear that Rong Zhao would turn around and really beat him into a pig's head, everyone laughed again.

Watching others talk and laugh and make fun of Rong Zhao, Xiao Jinyu kept a smile on her face, but her heart became more and more astringent.

He felt that he was getting farther and farther away from Rong Zhao, even if she lost her memory. He felt that with this departure, he would lose her forever.

He took a sip of wine, and there was no aroma of wine, only bitterness.

Rong Zhao got into the carriage angrily, stingy, glaring at Xiao Junjue angrily, his face was flushed, like a stove, about to explode.

"Jealous?" Although she was quite faceless when she was inside, Xiao Junjue liked to see her jealous and couldn't help but be happy. The corners of his mouth were curled, and he was happy.

Rong Zhao was completely unaware of this, his heart fluttered, and his lips squirmed a few times, "Who-who's jealous?" she snorted, "I'll eat your jealousy?" โ€

Xiao Junjue pursed her lips with a smile and said, "Then why are you so angry?"

Rong Zhao was almost speechless by his question, and he hesitated for a long time, "That's because I was afraid that you would be stained with the smell of fox spirits and bring you back to the Chu Palace." She touched her bulging belly, "I'm afraid my son will be uncomfortable smelling foxes." โ€

Xiao Junjue smiled and touched her belly, "Son, your mother is jealous and doesn't admit it." โ€

Rong Zhao knocked his hand off, "Who said it was a son." She was dumbfounded, "Oh, Xiao Junjue, if I don't give birth to a son, you will dislike me and want to find another woman to give you a son." โ€

Is it true that pregnant women like to be suspicious so much? Xiao Junjue was a little distressed, it was only four months, and it was already so difficult to serve, what should be the next few days.

But it seems to be fun.

Xiao Junjue hugged her into her arms, lowered her head, and sprinkled warm breath on her ears, "If we give birth to a daughter this time, we will work hard next time, there will always be a son." โ€

The breath was warm on her skin, making her heart tremble. When Rong Zhao heard what he said, he blushed in a moment, pushed him away, and was ashamed and angry, "I still want to have a next time, you can dream." โ€

Xiao Junjue pursed her lips and smiled, Rong Zhao met his face, and when he saw him laughing and teasing, he was annoyed, and his face was even redder.

On the day Xiao Junjue and Rong Zhao left Changge City, the sky was covered with goose feather-like snow, and the earth was covered with new clothes, this was the first snow of this winter, as if it was specially for them.

Outside the city gate, Rong Yao accompanied Marquis Rong and the family of the Protector to say goodbye to Rong Zhao.

Marquis Rong looked at his daughter with swaying eyes, clenching the back socket to prevent himself from shedding tears.

I don't know when we will meet again, unlike accompanying the King of Chu on a disaster relief expedition, I want to go to a far away place to take root and settle down, and I may never come back.

put on Rong Zhao's cloak, tied her with a collar again, and instructed her, "When you go there, you must listen to Junjue's words, and don't mess around." Take care of yourself, but also take care of Junjue, he is your husband, you have to do your duty as a wife. When you are about to give birth, your father will go to see you and take Ah Yao to see you. โ€

Marquis Rong chattered all the way, and the words were repeated over and over again, and Rong Zhao's ears were calloused.

She perfunctorily agreed, "Got it, got it." โ€

Parents love their children, and children care about their parents just as much. Rong Zhao also didn't worry about her old father and her ignorant younger brother.

"It's cold, you have to wear more clothes, don't think you're still young, usually drink less wine, eat more mutton if you need to warm up, burn more carbon in the house and don't can't afford it, take care of yourself and take care of Rong Yao, don't let him mess around, but don't look at him too tightly, usually let him study more, watch him not allow him to go to the brothel of the Qinglou, and find a good family seriously. You don't have to worry about me, if you want me, I'll write to you. Also, you're not too young, and it's okay to marry a wife if you want to, and when you're older, it's better to always have a caring person around to take care of youยทยทยทยทยทยทยท"

Rong Yao frowned, why did he talk about him, he was really lying down and being stabbed.

Taking advantage of the conversation between the father and daughter, he walked to Rong Zhao's side, arched his hand at him and said, "Brother-in-law Wang, my elder sister will be handed over to you, and before she gives birth, I will definitely go to you." I won't say anything about letting you take good care of her, I guess you're being bullied. I'm relieved, I don't have to be oppressed by her anymore, you can take care of yourself. Although she is my sister, today I warn you as a man, this woman really can't be too used to it, she will be spoiled. โ€

Xiao Junjue smiled and said succinctly, "But aren't you also enjoying it?"

Rong Yao choked, looked at him, and couldn't help but be happy.

Xiao Junjue smiled, and both of them turned their heads to look at the white-clothed figure.

The woman under the white cloak was lying to her father, her delicate face smiling brightly under the gaze of the three most important men in her life.

yes, they're having fun, too.

"Lord Wang, it's not early, let's rush to the next post station to rest before dark. Nighthawk saw that the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and interrupted the farewell.

"Alright, let's go back, it's time for you to go, it's not too late. Marquis Rong patted Rong Zhao's shoulder heavily, and he could barely lift his palm with his heavy palm. Holding back the choking in his heart, he turned around and saluted Qi Haochen again, and said, "Please take care of my daughter, Zhaozhao has been spoiled by me since she was a child, if she has any nonsense in the future, please bear with me." โ€

This is not the etiquette of a subordinate to a prince, but an old father's entrustment to give his daughter to another man.

How could Xiao Junjue accept his big gift, she leaned sideways and replied, "Father-in-law, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Zhaozhao." Looking sideways at Rong Zhao, he took her hand, "You must take care of her." โ€

There is no need for any rhetoric, but it is sonorous and powerful.

Time waits for no one, and in all kinds of reluctance, Rong Zhao got into the carriage, she leaned out of the window of the car, and waved at them from a distance. Watching them slowly shrink in his sight until they disappeared, Rong Zhao's tears poured out, and he turned around and threw himself on Xiao Junjue and cried.

She has been holding back for a long time, and she has been stiffening, she just doesn't want them to see her crying, she doesn't want them to see her vulnerability.

The car has been burning with carbon, and as soon as she came in, she felt as warm as spring, Xiao Junjue hugged her tightly, "You still have me, I will always accompany you and our children." โ€

Rong Zhao's face was full of tears, and he raised his eyes to look at him. Xiao Junjue stroked her shoulder, "I will always be by your side." โ€

Rong Zhao couldn't cry, hugged Xiao Junjue's neck, whimpered, and couldn't hear what she was saying clearly, "I'm left with you now, you are not allowed to leave me again." โ€

Xiao Junjue heard it clearly and wiped her tears, "I will never leave you." โ€

Rong Zhao sniffed, and his delicate voice was like a kitten, "You are not allowed to bully me." โ€

"I don't dare. Xiao Junjue smiled in a low voice, and the smile was very good.

Rong Zhao suppressed the smile on the corner of his mouth, "Then I'll bully you." โ€

"Good. โ€

Xiao Jinyu stood on the city tower, looking at the group in the distance, he wanted to see him off today, but for some reason, he didn't have the courage.

He could only stand here, staring at her and leaving, silently sending her away.

He didn't know if he would ever get another chance to see her.

He should have been happy, Xiao Junjue is gone, and there is no threat to the position of the crown prince, but at this moment, he is not as happy as he expected.

His heart seemed to be missing, slightly painful, empty.

"Reluctant?" Suddenly a voice came from her ear, Xiao Jinyu turned her head to look at it, and said, "Don't tell me, you're here to see you off." โ€

Xiao Yuheng smiled lightly, "Originally, I wanted to see a couple of infatuated men and women say goodbye, but unfortunately, the male protagonist did not appear." โ€

Xiao Jinyu ignored him and turned to leave. Xiao Yuheng hugged her arms and said to him: "For the sake of the throne, even the beloved woman can be surrendered, and my brother will obey." โ€

Xiao Jinyu glanced back at him, "If it were you, you would have the same choice as me, because you and I are the same kind of people." โ€