After being exiled, the lucky cub who was dropped from the bag came back

Chapter 161
After opening it, Jiang Baohui understood why Lingbao's letter was extra thick, because her characters were too big to write a few words on a piece of paper, so why not use more sheets.

"Mother, third brother, well, I'm Lingbao."

Lingbao has only been studying for more than half a year, and she doesn't have much skill in writing, but she is sincere, and her love and miss for Jiang Baohui and Cheng Jin can be revealed between the lines.

Maybe it's because it's the first time to write a letter to mother and third brother, Lingbao is very long-winded, wishing to write down everything in detail and share it with them.

Cheng Yun can testify that the little girl refused to stop writing when her hands were sore, but complained why the brush could not move by itself.

Unknowingly, Jiang Baohui became serious, and when she saw Lingbao solemnly telling them to take care of themselves and not be unhappy, she was in a daze for a while.

"Mother, don't cry." A small hand touched her face.

Only then did Jiang Baohui realize that she was actually crying, and shook her head, she is really sentimental now.

"Mother is fine." Jiang Baohui shook Cheng Jin's little hand.

Jiang Baohui did not put down the letter for a long time.

When she learned that Cheng Zhongqian had adopted a little girl, she was not without resentment. Where did he put Jinghao?
Intellectually, she knows that everyone has to look forward, but as she said, she can't get through.

But thinking of Lingbao's tragic life experience, Jiang Baohui felt that saving someone's life was better than building a seven-level pagoda, so there was nothing wrong with that?
With such a dilemma in mind, Jiang Baohui thought that it would be fine if the well water did not interfere with the river water.

What I never expected was that Lingbao would write to her and call her mother affectionately. The familiarity in her voice is not like a stranger who has never met, but as if she has lived for a long time
Jiang Baohui read the letter written by the two sons again, and it was much more concise in comparison.

Cheng Yun mentioned in Cheng Yun's letter that Lingbao complained about why the pen didn't move by itself. Jiang Baohui seemed to see a soft little girl sitting in front of her, poking the brush in dissatisfaction, and grumbled, "Why don't you move it by yourself?" ", I couldn't help laughing out loud, and my heart seemed to be stuffed with a big cloud.

Cheng Jin pointed at the letter, a little happy: "Mother, she calls me brother."

He is the youngest in the family, and no one has ever called him brother.

Jiang Baohui asked about Xie Wuyang's days in Beihe Village, Xie Wuyang danced and recounted the whole thing: "...that's interesting!"

"It's strange that you don't want to miss Sichuan." Jiang Baohui said with a smile, "You have to coax your father well."

The King of Chu complained about his son not being able to stay at home, and even she, who stayed at home, had heard about it.

Xie Wuyang pouted: "I don't want to coax him. I will go back after the Chinese New Year. Lingbao is still waiting for me."

Jiang Baohui was surprised: "Are you going again?"

"Yup!"

Jiang Baohui was amused by this thoughtless answer, turned her head inadvertently, and saw Cheng Jin staring at Xie Wuyang eagerly, with subtle envy on his face, and he didn't even take apart the toy in his hand.

"Otherwise, Saburo, you will follow?"

Jiang Baohui opened his mouth, but he didn't say those words.

Things turned around a few days later.

Jiang Baohui was ill.

She was so ill that even Emperor Jingtai came out of the palace to visit her.

Xie Wuyang came to the eldest princess mansion and saw Jiang Baohui lying on the bed. Although she looked normal a few days ago, when she was sick, she looked like a flower that had lost all vitality and was withering little by little.

Cheng Jin sat beside the bed step, not saying a word, but her eyes were red, and she shed tears silently.

The imperial doctor knelt on the ground, and Emperor Jingtai said angrily: "Receive and recuperate, don't you say anything else besides this sentence? After recuperating for so many years, Baohui's health has not improved at all. I don't think you have any Do your best!"

The imperial doctor kowtowed even lower.

"The emperor forgives the sin, and the humble minister deserves to die."

"Brother Huang." A faint shout came from the bed.

Emperor Jingtai said softly: "Bao Hui, Brother Huang is here, don't worry, Brother Huang won't let you have trouble."

Jiang Baohui smiled reassuringly, with an imperceptible arc, her voice was very soft and soft, like a cloud of fog floating: "Brother Emperor, I always get sick several times a year, it's because I'm not in good health. It has nothing to do with the imperial doctors, don't lose your temper with them."

The imperial doctors burst into tears, the eldest princess is a good person!

After saying such a long series of words, Jiang Baohui was a little out of breath, and stopped for a while to slow down.

Emperor Jing Tai touched her forehead distressedly.

Every time she got sick, Jiang Baohui would lie in bed for ten days and a half months.

Seeing Xie Wuyang behind him, Jiang Baohui shouted, "Wuyang, come here."

Xie Wuyang came over and called out sadly: "Aunt Hui."

"No problem, Aunt Hui has something to ask you for." Jiang Baohui said, "Next time you go to Beihe Village, take Saburo with you, okay?"

"Baohui!" Emperor Jingtai was startled.

This sounds too much like Togo.

Knowing that he didn't have much time, he sent the child to Cheng Zhongqian.

Should it be said that it is brother and sister connecting hearts?

Jiang Baohui seemed to know what he was thinking, and said helplessly, "Brother Huang, you are thinking too much."

"Mom, I won't go." Cheng Jin said with a sob while wiping away tears.

"Don't you miss your brothers? Just go to play with them."

Cheng Jin still shook his head: "I want to stay by Mother's side."

"But my mother can't take care of you."

"I don't need my mother to take care of me. I'm an older child and can take care of myself." Cheng Jin said stubbornly.

Jiang Baohui sighed, and said, "Okay, mother, to be honest, I plan to go to the Zhuangzi to recuperate, and it's inconvenient for you to go."

"What's inconvenient?" Cheng Jin said, "It's obviously very convenient."

"Because you are here, Mother will subconsciously worry about you. This is out of control."

When Jiang Baohui's illness was involved, Cheng Jin hesitated.

"If my mother can get well soon, I will agree."

If it takes as many days as before, then he will not agree.

Probably because of hope, this time Jiang Baohui really only took three days to recover.

Cheng Jin was both happy and unhappy, but he considered himself a man of his word, so he agreed anyway.

On the contrary, Emperor Jingtai once suspected that his sister was coming back to life, and was so frightened that he arranged for the imperial doctor to ask for a pulse three times a day to confirm that it was not so he was relieved.

Then non-stop, they sent a pot of red coral that was tributed by other countries to Jiang Baohui to enjoy.

On this day, the King of Chu entered the palace to discuss matters with Emperor Jingtai, and after discussing the business, he casually chatted with the family.

Emperor Jingtai: "I really didn't expect that you would be let out again unharmed."

The king of Chu was at a loss: "Huh? Where should I let him go?"

"Feng'an County." Emperor Jingtai raised his eyebrows, "Why, you don't know yet?"

"what do you know?"

"Your son will go back to Feng'an County after the Chinese New Year."

King Chu: "."

As Xie Wuyang's father, he was the last to know.

King Chu's face was slightly distorted.

(End of this chapter)