Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 264
The news of the downfall of the saintess and the unification of southern Xinjiang spread to the capital after the Qingming Dynasty.

All of a sudden, the court celebrated with joy, and the courtiers congratulated one after another.Everyone in the capital praised King Jing's victory again, Fu Xiuyun was also happy, and immediately ordered the army to return to Beijing to receive the reward.

In March, the spring was shining brightly, and the pear blossom in Fengyi Palace stood in the corner of the wall, filling the whole body with whiteness.

The queen sat on the rocking chair, although her face was still a bit haggard, but it was much better than before.She looked at Ling Youyao and Fu Yunchen who were having a great time, with a slight smile on her face.

Since her miscarriage, Ling Youyao has been staying with her in the palace.At first, she thought that Ling Youyao was just worried about her, but she didn't know until later that it was His Majesty who kept Ling Youyao.

Although Ling Youyao didn't say anything, the queen understood it in her heart.

Now that the battle in southern Xinjiang is over, the army is about to return to the dynasty, and it won't be long before all this will be over.

Qingdai came out with the freshly decocted medicine, and said softly: "Madam, thanks to the concubine accompanying you these days, the imperial doctor said that your health has recovered, and after taking these few medicines, you don't need to take any more medicines." .”

The queen took the medicine bowl and smelled the bitter smell of the medicine, but there was no trace of ups and downs on her face, she just drank the medicine silently.

In the past month, she had drunk countless medicines, which tasted extremely bitter, as if even the bitterness in her heart had been diluted by the taste of the medicine.

After drinking the medicine, Qing Dai casually brought a plate of candied dates to her: "Madam, can you eat a candied date for a while?"

"No need," the queen waved her hand lightly, "I'm already used to such bitterness. Youyao and Chen'er both love sweets, so leave it to them."

Seeing that her expression was calm, Qing Dai no longer forced herself.

In the courtyard, Ling Youyao held the diabolo, and under Fu Yunchen's adoring eyes, threw the diabolo up, twirled in the air, and landed firmly on the cotton thread.

The diabolo was flipping and jumping in her hand, as if she had a spiritual sense, no matter how high it flew, it would always fall back to the original place.

Fu Yunchen couldn't take his eyes off: "Aunt Huang is so powerful, much better than Sui An!"

Sui An, who was standing aside, rubbed his head in embarrassment: "Your Highness, don't make fun of the servant, how can the servant compare with the princess?"

Receiving his praise, Ling Youyao was even more proud, and finally ended the game with a difficult move.

She patted Fu Yunchen's head and said with a smile, "Okay, now it's Chen'er's turn."

"Okay!" Fu Yunchen took the diabolo excitedly, looking eager to try.

Ling Youyao took the handkerchief from Yinzhu, wiped the sweat from her forehead, then walked to sit beside the Queen with a smile, and said: "Fortunately, I learned two tricks from my brother before, otherwise I wouldn't be able to get off the stage today."

The queen smiled and said: "Since you came, Chen'er is very happy every day, and I am also happy to see it."

"It's good that your mother is happy, why don't I play tricks for you later?"

"You've been playing with Chen'er for so long, why don't you take a break," the queen said with gentle eyes, and brought her a plate of pastries, "I know you like hibiscus cakes, so I asked someone to make them for you."

Ling Youyao raised a smile: "Thank you, Ma'am, for remembering my preferences."

The queen looked at her face as white as jade, and said with a hint of apology in her tone: "I have really wronged you for letting you stay in the palace to accompany me during these days."

"What are you talking about?" She put down the pastry with a serious expression, "You looked like that at the time, even if you asked me to leave the palace, I would not leave."

"I know that Your Majesty kept you in the palace because of Xiao Qi, but I have never believed such false words." No matter what outsiders say, the queen always believes in Fu Mingjue in her heart.

Seeing her gentle and firm eyes, Ling Youyao felt a tinge of warmth in her heart, and said: "Your Majesty's words, just ask me to stay in the palace with you for the rest of my life!"

"You," the queen was amused by her, "I can't keep you forever. This morning, there was news from the previous court that the civil strife in southern Xinjiang has been calmed down, and His Majesty has ordered the army to return to the court. It is estimated that Xiao Qi will be able to return to the court in late April." Have you rushed back to the capital?"

Ling Youyao was overjoyed: "Really?"

Looking at her bright eyes, the queen couldn't help joking: "I just said that I would stay in the palace with me for the rest of my life, but now that I heard that Xiao Qi is coming back, I immediately forgot about me."

Ling Youyao smiled: "Of course I have the empress in my heart, but it's just that I haven't heard from the prince for so long, so I'm unavoidably uneasy."

After I replied to Fu Mingjue last time, I didn't hear from him again.Originally thinking that it was because he was on the march and it was inconvenient to reply to the letter, he didn't ask any more questions. The only news he could find out was the battle report sent by Nanjiang.

Fu Mingjue left Beijing for almost three months, and now he was coming back, and he didn't inform her in advance.

If any accident happened, there should be news from the court, but there was only news of victory, nothing else.

Thinking of this, Ling Youyao felt angry in her heart, and secretly planned to question him when he returned to Beijing.

The decree of the class teacher's return to the court was sent to southern Xinjiang five days later.

After Sun Fuzhi got the news, he didn't appear too happy, but worried: "My lord, now that the imperial decree has been issued, we have to go back. It's just that there may be something wrong with you returning to Beijing now."

"What's wrong?" Fu Mingjue sat quietly by the window, his black robe was neat and flawless, his face was like ice jade, and his thin lips were slightly pursed, seemingly displeased.

Sun Fuzhi didn't save him face, and said directly: "The poison on your body has not been completely removed, and the journey back to Beijing is long and bumpy, which is not good for your injury."

"But didn't you just say that the imperial decree has been issued, so we have to go back?"

Sun Fuzhi was at a loss for words for a moment, and then said: "Although that is the case, what I mean by this officer is that you can return to Beijing later, and you don't have to be so hasty."

Fu Mingjue looked out of the window and said indifferently: "If this king delays returning to Beijing, I'm afraid His Majesty will also keep this king in the palace."

He had known about Ling Youyao's stay in the palace for a long time, but he hadn't replied to her letter all this time.If you talk about it carefully, he hasn't opened the letter Ling Youyao wrote to him yet.

It's not that I don't want to see it, I just can't.

Thinking of Ji Wuyue's words before she died, he curled his lips coldly, thinking that it would be too easy for her to die.

Seeing that he insisted on returning to Beijing as scheduled, Sun Fu knew he had no choice but to say: "My lord, you can go back to Beijing now, but you must not let others see your injuries."

Although southern Xinjiang is stable, central Beijing is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.If other people know about Fu Mingjue's injury, some people will inevitably take the opportunity to cause chaos. At that time, the personal guards of the palace may not be able to stop those people's footsteps.

Fu Mingjue naturally understood the danger, and looked back at him: "This king knows it, so you don't need to remind."

"." Sun Fuzhi, who was standing behind the bookcase, coughed lightly, "My lord, my servant is here."

Fu Mingjue: "Get out."

　Xiao Qi: That’s right, this king is blind.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)