"Jiang Jing, what time is it?"

In the palace, Emperor Xuan lay down every day, slept when he was sleepy, and opened his eyes when he woke up, he had not left the bed for some days.

I can't tell what time it is, such a day is quite painful for Emperor Xuan.

"It's just past ugly, it's still early, let's sleep a little longer!"

Emperor Xuan raised his hand and motioned for Jiang Jing to help him sit down, "I don't lack sleep, I just lie down like this every day... In the past, I was about to get up at this hour to prepare for the early dynasty, Jiang Jing, I'm afraid that my body won't last long, the prince has been supporting the government these days, and the affairs of the court are almost familiar, so I can let go. ”

After speaking, he began to gasp again, and Jiang Jing hurriedly helped Shunqi.

"It's useless, say more... After two sentences, he began to gasp. ”

"Holy Lord, don't say that..."

Emperor Xuan waved his hand and sighed lightly, his expression was more relaxed than Jiang Jing's.

"Okay, no one can escape from birth, old age, sickness and death, Jiang Jing, after dawn, you will go and invite the people of Qin Tianjian to come over, pick a day, and let me watch the crown prince ascend the throne while I still have a breath."

"Holy!"

Jiang Jing knelt down with a crying voice.

"Get up, it's not time to cry!"

Jiang Jing wiped his tears and cried: "Holy Lord, you have to cheer up, the prince said... The prince said that the princess would be back in the next two days, and maybe she would arrive today. ”

Emperor Xuan's expression was stunned, his body sat up straighter, and a pair of eyes involuntarily looked at the door, "Return... Coming back? ”

Jiang Jing nodded eagerly, choked up, and said, "I'm back, I'm back, the princess is coming back, hasn't the saint been looking forward to it?" You have to cheer up, the prince has already sent a letter, the prince said, if it is fast, it will come tonight, the prince went to the city gate to meet him. ”

At this time, Jiang Jing only wanted to make Emperor Xuan happy and let him cheer up, and he couldn't care about Feng Ziyue's explanation.

"Really? Really back? ”

"Yes, it's back!"

Emperor Xuan hurriedly lifted the quilt and was about to get up, "Quick, help me freshen up, don't I look sloppy like this, is it very old?" Hurry up and take the lamp, I want to wash. ”

Jiang Jing silently swallowed his tears and nodded in response, and quickly lit the candlesticks in the dormitory, and the palace people who were waiting outside the dormitory were all vigilant, and they were waiting for orders when they heard the movement.

After a while, Emperor Xuan's bedroom was busy.

Emperor Xuan, who had not gotten out of bed for several days, was helped to sit down, looking at his haggard face and white hair on his temples in the bronze mirror, Emperor Xuan suddenly felt sad.

"Stand down..."

"Holy?" Isn't that done yet? I changed my clothes.

Emperor Xuan smiled at the mirror, his shoulders fell slightly, "Even if she comes back, I'm afraid she won't enter the palace." ”

"Holy Lord, the prince personally went to welcome him back." The princess wouldn't be so hard-hearted, would she? However, Jiang Jing had also seen the first snow, in fact, he didn't count it in his heart, just looking at Emperor Xuan like that, he didn't close his mouth for a while.

"It's good to be back, it's good if people are back, the northwest is fighting everywhere, one of her daughters' family..."

Emperor Xuan got up, his hair was scattered and let Jiang Jing walk towards the bed, he knew how weak his body was, his feet were floating, he looked at himself in the mirror just now, he was a little afraid to admit it, so strange, there was no meat on his face.

"Holy Lord, the servant made some soup hot, can you drink some?"

Emperor Xuan sat down next to the bed, leaned slowly and shook his head.

Jiang Jing silently helped pull up the quilt, feeling indescribably sad, in fact, the saint is a good master, and he has never deliberately felt sorry for their minions, at this time, I don't know how the prince is, whether he received the princess, thinking of this, Jiang Jing made a decision in his heart, he had to lick his old face to beg the princess, and begged the princess to see the last face of the saint, which was also a wish of the saint.

At the gate of the palace, the carriage slowly stopped.

Feng Ziyue was in a trance, he hadn't opened his mouth yet, Chu Xue actually took the initiative to let him take her into the palace to see his father, a little unexpected, so he was a little apprehensive.

"Chu Xue, you are really willing to enter the palace... See your father? ”

He hadn't told his father yet, because he was afraid that the greater his hope, the greater his disappointment.

"It's all here, do you want to go back, you waited at the gate of the city at night, didn't you just hope that I could enter the palace to see him? Prince, to be honest, it is impossible to say that I don't have a little mustard in my heart, but if I say how much I hate, I don't, after all... There is no love to hate, not to mention standing in his position at the time, maybe there is no more choice, it can only be said that he chose Jiangshan between Jiangshan and my mother, this is also a choice that most people will make, I have no right to blame anything, and now he is terminally ill and wants to see me soon, since I have come back, there is no need to see this side, right? Let's go. ”

Chu Xue's words made Feng Ziyue have mixed feelings in his heart.

Is there no hate without love......

It turned out that in her heart, she really didn't care much, and then they mediocre people disturbed themselves.

Maybe if I wrote to her earlier, she would have rushed back?

It's just that, don't think about it, people are here now, and they are willing to go to see their father, what else can they ask for?

The palace gate is deep, and this is the third time that Chu Xue has entered the palace, and every time I feel different, my mood is different.

I still remember the first time she entered the palace, she lowered her head all the way, and she didn't even dare to look at it, but now, she is no longer afraid with her head held high, and this change comes from the strength of her heart.

"Isn't the situation in the Northwest bad?"

There is still some distance to the dormitory, and the more Fengzi intends to find the topic.

Chu Xue nodded truthfully, this is the prince of Dayuan, and in the near future, he will be the monarch of Dayuan, he should know the current situation in the northwest and the situation that Dayuan has to face.

"It's a little bad, it's fought everywhere, the prince should have received the war report, Dayuan wins less and loses more, I heard that now there is a shortage of grain and grass, all kinds of materials are tight, and this war can't stop for a while, I don't know how long the battle will last... It's hard to say whether the northwest can hold it, if the northwest misses...", there is no need for her to say that the prince should understand.

Chu Xue's words made Feng Ziyue, the prince, not know how to answer for a while.

"As a prince, but there is a lot of pressure?"

This is probably only asked by Chu Xue, but Feng Ziyue feels very kind.

Exhaled and smiled, "This palace is the prince of Dayuan, no matter how much pressure you have to bear, this palace will definitely do its best to defend the Dayuan country, what about you, can you gain anything from this trip?" ”

Chu Xue also felt that this topic was a little heavier, and nodded with a smile to make the atmosphere more relaxed: "The harvest is not bad, by the way, at this hour, the saint hasn't woken up yet, right?" ”

"Look, that's my father's bedroom, it's all lit up at this time, eighty percent is awake, these days, he hardly gets out of bed, and he doesn't sleep day and night..."

As he spoke, he watched Jiang Jing coming towards him.

"Manager Jiang? Where are you in a hurry? But his father ...... "Feng Ziyue is very nervous.

Jiang Jing saw that Chu Xue had forgotten to salute for a while, so he reacted and quickly knelt down, "Back to the prince, the saint just woke up for a while, slave... Minion..."Jiang Jing said and couldn't help but look at Chu Xue, he wanted to ask the princess to come to see the saint, but he didn't expect the princess to enter the palace, great!