Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 461

Gao Miao frowned slightly, and looked at Xin Yi intently.

She didn't believe that she would admit the wrong person.

However, Gao Miao and Jingli exchanged letters frequently. She knew about Miss Zhang's death in Lingnan more than a year ago. For Xin Yi.

The brief excitement flashed by, and Gao Miao's cold face quickly collapsed, slowly raised his hands, and politely saluted Xin Yi.

"Sorry, I got the wrong person. This must be the princess of the county?"

Xin Yi smiled warmly, "Dare to ask the girl..."

"Gao Miao."

"It turned out to be Lord Jingzhao County. Dare to return to Beijing this time to visit relatives or live here for a long time?"

Gao Miao's face sank again.

People who are not familiar with worry should not ask such intimate questions, but the county princess in the carriage asked it as a matter of course, as if she knew everything about her and her husband.

What made Gao Miao angry the most was that she was not very angry.

"It's visiting relatives and staying for a long time." Gao Miao paused, and added: "I will come back one step ahead of my husband, and accompany my parents to celebrate the ninth day. I will return to Beijing for reunion when my husband returns to Beijing during the New Year's Day, and I will return to Yuezhou after the Shangyuan Festival."

There was a distinct joy in Xin Yi's brows and eyes, and the eyes were filled with brilliance.

"So, Junjun will stay in Beijing for at least four full months?"

Gao Miao gave a lukewarm hum, and was about to say goodbye when she heard her say with a smile:

"Jingzhao County Lord, if you are free, you can invite me to have fun together."

Gao Miao turned her head and stared at her hesitantly.

Two years is enough to change a person, but those familiar traces cannot be erased no matter what.

Gao Miao and Xin Yi once went south together, sailed on the Bianhe River, and shared a bed in Yuezhou.

"Okay." Gao Miao said softly, "Wait for me to find you."

Xin Yi watched Gao Miao's horse gallop across the long street, with a slight smile on his lips.

Lord Jingzhao is still the same as before, with a heroic appearance, which is great.

·
The princess mansion is surrounded by a sea of ​​chrysanthemums, dotted with hibiscus, and the garden is full of autumn colors.

Zhao Yuqing took the girl and mother-in-law from Fu'an Courtyard to Linqu Pavilion, watching the chrysanthemum road and chrysanthemum gate personally arranged by her son, smiling all the way.

When Xin Yi returned home, he saw the two of them talking in the chrysanthemum garden, and immediately went over to salute with a smile.

"Mother. Husband."

In front of Zhao Yuqing, Xin Yi never acted recklessly towards Fu Jiuqu, and was extremely polite, fearing that the mother-in-law would feel uncomfortable if she thought she was too cruel to her son.

Fu Jiuqu stood among the chrysanthemums, the jade shadow was as bright as the moon.

"Wait here." He stepped forward to hold Xin Yi's hand, "Last time you said you liked peach blossoms and chrysanthemums, so I asked someone to buy back all the peach blossoms and chrysanthemums from Xie's flower garden and let the craftsman raise them in the backyard. Go and see..."

"Thank you, King Jun." Xin Yi bowed his head slightly, indicating that his old mother was still there.

Fu Jiuqu turned around and asked with a smile, "Mother, do you want to go see together?"

Zhao Yuqing shook her head, "After walking for a while, my old waist is going to die, you young couple go and see. Mother Qian, help me go back and rest for a while."

Mrs. Qian hurried over to support the eldest princess.

Zhao Yuqing turned around and looked back as if thinking of something.

"Eleventh, the kitchen has made some chrysanthemum pastries. I asked you to deliver them to your room. Remember to try them when you go back."

Xin Yi Fushen, "Yes. Thank you, mother."

Zhao Yuqing left with a smile, and the scent of chrysanthemums wafted along the way. She felt happy and couldn't help but ask Mrs. Qian.

"Look at the appearance of the princess of the county, is it easy to give birth?"

Mrs. Qian followed her master's wishes and said: "Okay, Your Highness, don't worry. The princess of the county is a medical practitioner and knows her own body best. In my opinion, there will be good news in the spring of next year at the latest. ..."

·
Xin Yi and Fu Jiuqu walked slowly into the backyard.

A gust of autumn wind blew, Fu Jiuqu took off his cloak and wrapped it around Xin Yi's body, holding her half in his arms.

"It's autumn, next time you go out, don't dress so thinly."

Xin Yi hummed, looking at him with apricot eyes and smiling leisurely.

"I ran into Lord Jingzhao on Ma Xing Street today. For some reason, when I saw her, I thought of sneaking out of Beijing to chase you, and those days in Yuezhou..."

Fu Jiuqu was not surprised, his eyes lingered on her face for a moment, as if after a long time, a smile appeared after lingering for a long time.

"Yes, Eleven was very reluctant to part with me at that time."

"Bah!" Xin Yi elbowed him funny, "Who can't bear you anymore, I went for Master..."

After a pause, she seemed to remember something, and asked Fu Jiuqu, "How is Master these days, have you not seen him for a long time?"

Fu Jiuqu took her hand, and said calmly: "Senior Brother Ji Wu spends all day with him fishing and growing vegetables, and life is comfortable. Today, senior brother sent someone to deliver the vegetables he grew at home, a cart full..."

Di Qing shouldered the post of privy envoy, but lived like an idler.

The feeling of being excluded by others is not good. If you can't think about it, don't you feel depressed?

Xin Yi asked: "Brother, aren't you going back to Lingnan?"

Fu Jiuqu said: "I won't go back. I told him that unless he can become a monk with Master, he will stay by Master's side to serve."

Xin Yi asked in surprise, "What did Master say?"

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyebrows slightly and laughed.

"Master can be regarded as annoying him to death. He talks about Buddhism and enlightenment all the time, and he never leaves him. With him by his side, no fish will take the bait."

"Why?" Xin Yi slightly hooked his lips.

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her, "Why do you say? He is a monk, and he is most afraid of killing. Whenever there is any movement of the fishhook, he will scare the fish away..."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The ancients acted in a reserved manner, and it is rare for Xin Yi to laugh wantonly now, but thinking of Di Qing's black face and the white face of the Jiwu monk getting along, he couldn't help it anymore.

Fu Jiuqu saw her amused, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

"I received a letter from General Zhao today."

Xin Yi's face moved slightly, "Is it General Zhao from Yuezhou?"

Fu Jiuqu nodded, and without waiting for Xin Yi to ask what was going on, he continued, "He doesn't know that I have been suspended, so he asked me to take care of King Jingzhao in Beijing."

Gao Miao's temperament is what Zhao Zongshi is worried about.

Xin Yi frowned and said: "The relationship between the two of them is really good, which is enviable."

Fu Jiuqu didn't like this very much. He stared at her with a pair of dark eyes until Xin Yi put his arms around his waist and coquettishly said that our relationship is actually better. The man is in his arms.

"One more thing."

Xin Yi felt that his expression had become a lot more serious, looked up, and waited quietly for the next sentence.

Fu Jiuqu calmly said: "In order to take care of the mess left by Gaominglou, Dali sent another envoy to Beijing. As far as I know, it is Dali Xiangguo Gao Zhenxiang himself."

Xin Yi pursed the corners of his lips, looked at him for a moment, and smiled, "Is there any worse result than degrading Yangzhou?"

Fu Jiuqu's black eyes were bottomless, and the corner of his mouth smiled slightly, "No."

"Then it's none of our business." Xin Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled calmly, "Anyway, you stay at home right now, don't care about the political affairs of the court, just calm down and look after your wife, treat your illness, and just wait for the fireworks in March Going down to Yangzhou is..."

"Okay." Fu Jiuqu looked at the golden chrysanthemums all over the garden, his black eyes dim.

Enjoying chrysanthemums, fighting tea and playing leaf cards during the day is very enjoyable.In the night, Fu Jiuqu waited on her patiently as always, and exhausted all kinds of tricks. Xin Yi was no longer the youthful appearance she was when she got married, and she had a taste of it. She fought back, and she also had some torturous tricks. When the two quarreled until the middle of the night, Xin Yi was so weak that he almost melted.

She lay quietly in Fu Jiuqu's arms, feeling weakly.

"Actually, I'm quite looking forward to going to Yangzhou. At that time, the sky will be high and the emperor will be far away, and we will be truly happy. I only hope that your operation goes well, and when you recover well, we can travel in the next year."

Fu Jiuqu lowered his head and pecked at her cheek.

"It will. Don't overthink it."

"Aren't you afraid?" Xin Yi raised his head, his eyes were shining, reflecting the light of the candle.

Fu Jiuqu pursed his lips and smiled, "With Eleven here, what am I afraid of?"

Xin Yi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, arched into his arms, and smiled softly.

"I'm afraid that if I go to Yangzhou, I will turn into a tigress and eat you. At that time, no one will control you, and you will be miserable."

"A tigress?" Fu Jiuqu repeated softly, the voice seemed to sway between his teeth, and for a moment, he smiled meaningfully.

"If you want to be a tigress, you don't have to wait until you go to Yangzhou, you can do it now..."

He turned around, put it close to Xin Yi's ear, and said softly, "Eleventh wants to eat, you can eat me now..."

"I hate it!" Xin Yi thumped him, "Turn off the lights."

　Xin Yi: It's really a good day to be idle and be pampered.

　　Fu Jiuqu: Eleven likes it, so it will be like this for the rest of my life, okay?
　　Xin Yi: No way.

　　Fu Jiuqu:? ? ?

　　Xin Yi: At least two lives, three lives, long and long n lives.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)