The wife of the female Zun Kuaichuan is a doting maniac

Chapter 1338 Picking up a wife to farm

Su Qiruo left Western Qin with her husband and daughter without telling many people. She even left Yingyi with Si Qianchen.

Si Qianchen personally sent the people out of the city gate and sniffed as he watched the carriage getting smaller and smaller.

This was the second time that her brother and sister-in-law were separated from her. The last time was to protect her, so they sent her from Peach Tree Village to the capital.

This time, it was him who watched his brother and sister-in-law leave for Dongjing Country, thousands of miles away.

"Your Majesty, go back!"

When nothing could be seen, Qing Yan reminded him.

"Go back, brother Qingyan, today I want to eat the dumplings you made by yourself."

Qingyan is not very good at cooking, but he is good at making dumplings, and the taste makes it almost boring for the imperial chef to make them.

"Okay, let's eat dumplings when we get back."

Qingyan knew that she was feeling uncomfortable, so he wanted to comfort her.

Amu followed Si Qianchen closely, and Yao Qinqin also went back to visit relatives. She couldn't adapt to the absence of such a chatty guy.

The palace suddenly became quiet. Si Qianchen didn't want to say a word except going to court, studying and practicing martial arts every day.

It was really not easy for Qingyan and Amu to talk to tease her.

After all, these two people are usually more boring than the other. Now it is more difficult for them to coax people to talk than to kill people.

On the carriage leaving the capital of the Western Qin Dynasty, Si Qianling glanced back reluctantly.

Finally, his eyes fell on his daughter who was held in Su Qiruo's arms, and he murmured: "You said, we are all gone, Xiaochen shouldn't secretly wipe away her tears!"

That was the sister he had watched growing up, and no one knew Si Qianchen's temperament better than him. After studying with Su Qiruo for several years, he seems to have become more stable, but in fact he is still a child who has not grown up.

With Su Qiruo around, she always felt relied on, so she was not as independent and capable as outsiders imagined.

This was one of the reasons why he took the initiative to mention that he would leave for a while. He wanted to see if his sister could shoulder the burden of a country.

Su Qiruo held her daughter who was licking a piece of orange with one hand, and gently covered the back of her boss Si Qianling's hand with the other hand, and said with a smile: "You underestimate her too much. Xiaochen is different from other children. During those two years of wandering around, She has grown up long ago.”

Si Qianling let out a long breath: "I was too worried, and for a moment I forgot about sister's thoughtfulness."

Even Si Qianchen couldn't adapt. With Qingyan, Yingyi and Amu here, they were able to protect her.

However, Si Qianling underestimated his own sister, but overestimated the three remaining stewards.

Each of these three boring gourds became more boring than the last, so much so that Si Qianchen only cared about coaxing them and forgot to feel sad.

When Dongjing Kingdom received the news that the Nine War Kings were bringing Wang Jun and Xiao Shinu back to the country, Su Qiruo and the others were already halfway there.

The queen was so excited that her eyes filled with tears, and she quickly discussed with the emperor their wedding date.

The children have already been born, so the earlier the wedding date, the better.

Qin Tianjian chose a day in the middle of the next month. Time was a little tight, and the Ministry of Rites had to arrange everything before His Royal Highness the War King returned.

Thinking of his little granddaughter, the smile on the face of the empress, who had always been indifferent to emotions and anger, could not be removed. The harem attendants who came to greet him in the past few days all knew why.

The emperor and his concubine were both in a much better mood these days, and there was joy both inside and outside the court.