The tyrant's daughter is three and a half years old: the whole family is a villain

Chapter 370 Returning to Beijing to Debrief
Zhen'an Palace.

As soon as the dawn arrived, Su Yunqing opened her eyes on time, turned her head to look at his wife Song Zhirou who was still sleeping beside her, a trace of tenderness flashed in her stern eyebrows.

It was summer, and the ice in the room had almost completely melted into a basin of ice water. The temperature in the room was not too high. The two of them were covered with a thin blanket. Song Zhirou probably couldn't stand the heat and kicked the blanket away in the middle of the night. The whole person slept outside, leaning against the wall, away from Su Yunqing's big stove this summer.

Su Yunqing looked annoyed and funny, reached out to fish her back, touched her slightly protruding belly with rough hands, and moved cautiously, for fear of touching her badly.

After being tender for a while, Su Yunqing reluctantly let go, got up, dressed and practiced sword.

A scholar-bureaucrat who does not study for a day will look disgusting.

Su Yunqing has been in the military camp for so many years, and getting up early to practice martial arts has become a habit engraved in her bones.

The genius was dim, but many people had already gathered in the martial arts training ground, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard from inside from time to time.

"My lord!"

"Morning, my lord!"

"Brother Su!"

Everyone was warming up for the discussion, and when they saw Su Yunqing coming, they all stopped and saluted.

"It's really early for you guys to come." Su Yunqing never sticks to etiquette, especially for these brothers who have been born and died with him, "Stop saluting, start practicing."

The training ground is not small, enough to accommodate a hundred people.

Two hours passed, everyone was sweating, they were all big men, and the smell was especially strong.

Just when Su Yunqing was practicing heartily, Song Zhirou was awakened by a sudden knock on the door.

"Princess, princess..."

Song Zhirou opened her eyes, touched the place by her side, and found that it was already cold, probably because Su Yunqing had been out for a long time, she had already gotten used to it, so she got up and asked the maid to come in and change before going out to see the housekeeper.

"What's the matter?" Except for important military affairs, Song Zhirou never participated in it, and almost everything in the palace was under her control.

At that time, the Song family was found to be guilty of betraying the country and collaborating with the enemy. Emperor Beiyan wanted to kill the whole Song family. If Su Yunqing hadn't stood up to protect her and saved her life, she would not have survived today at all, but the price was being dispatched to this place. In the land of the Western Jin Dynasty, as an idler, he has the title of King Zhen'an and has nothing else. Even the people who have been following Su Yunqing have not been reused.

The steward handed over the memorial with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty's decree...Xuan, Prince Xuan will come to Beijing immediately."

Song Zhirou's expression froze, she took the booklet and read it carefully, her heart sank, did this day finally come?Is it true that Emperor Beiyan can't tolerate them?

Recently, the world has been peaceful, long-term peace and stability, there is no place where there is any war at all, and there is still some time before the birthday, Song Zhirou really can't think of why Su Yunqing needs to make a special trip.

This fight for the heir is a matter of success and defeat. Su Yunqing, as the former eldest prince and the son of the former empress, is almost recognized as the heir. The only thing missing is the canonization step. Unexpectedly, Su Lixun took advantage of the loophole, and Su Yunqing didn't want to do more. Fighting, now they are in a corner, wise and safe, can the emperor not even tolerate this?

The emperor's heart is inherently unfathomable, Song Zhirou read the scriptures for a while, but still couldn't understand the intention, she looked up at the butler: "Where is the prince now?"

"Go back to the princess, the prince is still practicing martial arts at this time."

"No, this princess is talking about another prince."

The butler couldn't turn the corner for a while, another prince?Where is there another prince in this mansion?
Song Zhirou had a bad temper because she was pregnant, and was a little irritable. Seeing the butler's appearance, she said angrily, "King Ding'an."

"The old slave was confused for a while, and I hope the princess will forgive me." The housekeeper showed a sudden expression, "Prince Ding'an is probably still in Yueyun Village right now."

"Prepare the carriage, my concubine is going now." Song Zhirou got up.

The housekeeper wanted to persuade him again, but Song Zhirou stared at him coldly, and immediately turned into a quail. He didn't dare to say anything, so he could only respond, walked out of the room quickly, and first sent someone to the martial arts field to inform Su Yunqing of the situation. Only then did people slowly prepare the carriage.

Just kidding, the lord can say, now that the wangfei is pregnant, the wangfei's affairs are a big deal, not to mention the bumpy road to Yueyun Village, in case some villain is encountered along the way, and something happens to the wangfei, he is considered to have ten heads Not enough for the prince to chop.

So, Song Zhirou waited and waited for the carriage, and when she got impatient, the carriage didn't come, but Su Yunqing rode back first. When he received the news, he didn't even have time to wash off the stinky sweat on his body, so that he just called When the sound of 'Rou'er' stepped into the room, Song Zhirou couldn't help but retch because of the smoke.

Su Yunqing: ...

Helpless, Su Yunqing could only take a quick cold shower, and hurried back to the dormitory before drying her hair.

After some delay, it was almost time for lunch. Song Zhirou was only four months old, and her pregnancy reaction was severe. After lunch, she began to feel drowsy. Su Yunqing had known about it from the butler a long time ago. The matter, so to speak, coaxed people to sleep, and then I rode out to Yueyun Village.

Song Zhirou's worries were not groundless, even if Su Yunqing didn't think about herself, she still thought about Song Zhirou who was pregnant and those brothers who followed her through life and death but were feared by Su Lixun.

Moon Cloud Village.

It is a village surrounded by mountains on three sides. It is built on the mountain. The famous terraced fields in the Western Jin Dynasty are scattered on the mountain. It looks like an irregular chessboard from a distance.

Yueyun Village has beautiful mountains, beautiful water, and even more beautiful people.

The waterwheel turned leisurely, and several children rubbed mud into balls and fought with each other. After a while, all of them became mud figures.

It was already afternoon when Su Yunqing arrived at Yueyun Village, and the sun was hanging in the west.

He was Su Xuanyan who was found among the girls.

Su Xuanyan was wearing coarse linen, which still gave people an indescribable aura, and his appearance was imposing. At first glance, he was the type that many girls wanted to marry.

After hearing Su Yunqing's worries, Su Xuanyan took a cup of tea and put it under his nose to sniff lightly, "Don't worry too much, even though that little pervert is perverted, he's not so absolute..."

Su Xuanyan paused, and added: "At most, a layer of skin will fall off, and you won't die."

Su Yunqing: ...Is this still going on?

"You all, thank you Jiu'er. If it wasn't for Jiu'er, with that perverted temper, you would still be able to live such a peaceful life? Maybe you would have been exiled to the frontier a long time ago."

Su Xuanyan took another sip of tea.

These words have almost become his mantra, Su Yunqing almost got callused when he heard it, but he didn't refute it, because what Su Xuanyan said was right, if it wasn't for Jiu'er, with Su Lixun's temper, Su Yunqing would never survive, After all, he was once the most likely person to become an emperor.

Su Xuanyan stopped talking while drinking, and stared straight at a certain place. Su Yunqing called him several times but he didn't respond, and then he didn't know what to think of, turned his head and looked straight at Su Yunqing.

"Did you bring the booklet?"

Su Yunqing took out the notebook from her pocket.

Su Xuanyan quickly took it, the word was still the same, Su Yunqing didn't know why Su Xuanyan suddenly became excited.

Hearing his sudden heavy breathing, Su Yunqing was a little puzzled: "Uncle Emperor?"

"Quick! Hurry up! I will go back to the capital with you!"

(End of this chapter)