Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 339 New Years
After Pei Ce was captured, he originally wanted to sneak out while it was dark, but who would have thought that there were all Fu Mingjue's people outside!After several unsuccessful attempts to escape, he resigned himself to his fate, suffocated, and spent the whole day chopping trees in the mansion, cursing while cutting.Tired of chopping and scolding, he naturally fell asleep like this.

Seeing that New Year's Eve was approaching, and there was no news from the northern border, not only Pei Ce was anxious, but Fu Xiuyun was also anxious.

In the Palace of Political Affairs, the ministers stood together, all silent.

After a long time, Fu Xiuyun said, "It's been five days, and there are still no clues?"

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stepped forward to answer.

At this moment, an honest-looking young man stood up and saluted, "Return to Your Majesty, General Ji led people to search in Guiya Valley for three days, but they haven't found the whereabouts of King Jing'an yet."

The young man who spoke was Liu Shu, the newly appointed right servant of the Ministry of War.

Liu Shu was originally just an inconspicuous official of the Ministry of War. Later, the officials of the Ministry of War were either demoted or imprisoned. Fu Xiuyun promoted him to be the Minister of the Ministry of War.

Seeing this, the rest of the people felt like a bright mirror in their hearts.Now the officials in the court are more or less connected with the Cai family. Although His Majesty didn't say it, but this time King Jing'an disappeared, and most of the people imprisoned were Cai Yuan's disciples.

Your Majesty cannot trust King Jing, nor can he trust Cai Yuan.

Ling Youyao looked at his proud and cold side face, the bridge of his nose seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and the soft lights melted in his eyes, but such a good person ended up like that in the end, it was inexplicably sad.

The carriage stopped slowly in front of Cai's house, Cai Jin got out of the carriage with his sleeves folded, looked at the snow falling from the sky, and sighed softly: "It's almost New Year's Eve again."

Fu Mingjue took her hand and said, "Seeing that you are fascinated, I didn't bother you."

After hearing about it, Cai Jin said, "If the doctor doesn't like it, I'll ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look at it with my father's post."

Feeling her burning gaze, Fu Mingjue looked sideways: "What's wrong?"

Since Mrs. Cai left, Hu Jingshu has been lingering on the sick bed all day. At first, she only coughed lightly, but then the cough became more and more severe.Although Cai Wenbin didn't see it with her own eyes, she heard from the people below that the silk handkerchief she occasionally coughed was still stained with blood.

Ling Youyao was detained in the palace, so she naturally wanted to go back early, but Fu Mingjue was called to Chengming Hall, so she stayed with Fu Yunchen in Taichen Hall.

When Fu Mingjue came to pick up Ling Youyao, the two were lying by the window watching the fireworks, talking and laughing.

King Jing'an has been missing for half a month. Ji Youhuai led people to search the entire Ghost Cliff Valley. There were no corpses or living people. People seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.Although everything is safe now, if there is no news from King Jing'an, the northern border will be in chaos sooner or later.

She smiled and shook her head, but the nightmare lingering in her mind exploded like fireworks. She stopped and looked at him seriously: "Fu Mingjue, actually, I have one thing—"

Cai Jin gave him a swipe and didn't speak. He didn't speak until he got into the carriage: "What are you thinking? I just saw you in front of His Majesty and you looked like this."

Cai Wenbin lowered his eyes, and after the silence, he nodded in response: "I see, father."

Naturally, Cai Wenbin knew the truth, but when he thought of his grandmother's death, he couldn't help feeling flustered.

After leaving the Yizheng Hall, Cai Wenbin followed his father absent-mindedly. Ever since the old lady passed away, he was always uneasy.

Ling Youyao took Fu Mingjue's hand and said, "You didn't speak in front of Chen'er just now, did something happen again?"

He said: "King Jing'an has not been whereabouts so far. His Majesty is worried that someone will take the opportunity to cause chaos, so he wants me to go to the northern border to have a look."

As time went by, he didn't ask any more questions, and only told Hu Jingshu to take good care of her illness.

On the way back, Ling Youyao didn't want to take the carriage, so Fu Mingjue walked back with her.

Since the empress left, Fu Yunchen seemed to have grown up a lot, and he already had the majesty of a prince in front of others. Only in front of Ling Youyao could he show his child's heart.

Before the words fell, a cluster of fireworks suddenly exploded in the air, and the colorful lights instantly illuminated half of the sky.

Once the master left, it was meaningless for the others to stay. After drinking two glasses of wine, they all got up and said goodbye.

"Well," Cai Jin paused, and then asked, "Is your daughter-in-law getting better?"

Today's New Year's Eve, the palace is quiet, but the city is lively.The long street is full of bright lights, and the warm light against the white snow seems to light up the night.

Afterwards, Cai Wenbin also asked Hu Jingshu what she was worried about, but she faltered and couldn't tell, she kept asking, but refused to tell the truth.

Ling Youyao stared at him for a while without saying anything, and after saying goodbye to Fu Yunchen, she left Taichen Hall.

Hearing the silver bell-like laughter, a smile appeared in Fu Mingjue's black eyes. He just stood quietly at the door and watched, until Fu Yunchen saw him, and he came back to his senses.

Ling Youyao turned her head and saw Fu Mingjue standing there, got up and walked towards him: "Why didn't you say anything when you came?"

"Okay," Cai Jin sighed deeply, "you and I can understand some things in our hearts. You are the most outstanding child in the Cai family, but you are too easy to act emotionally. A gentleman talks about morality and righteousness, but you have to know that in court If you put too much emphasis on feelings, you will only hurt yourself."

This year's New Year's Eve is different from previous years' bustling and deserted.

Although Ling Youyao was reluctant, she also understood the seriousness of the matter: "Then when will you leave?"

The fireworks were fleeting, and Fu Mingjue didn't hear what she said just now, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Cai Wenbin was terrified and invited a doctor to come and see.

"Father, I."

Cai Wenbin hesitated for a moment, and said: "Father, this time King Jing'an disappeared, and a large number of officials in the court were sacked. I checked carefully, and more than half of them are grandfather's disciples. I am worried."

Cai Quan patted him on the shoulder and said: "The Cai family has stood in the court for many years, how many pairs of eyes are staring at it? Now just because a few of your grandfather's disciples are in prison, you can't hold your breath." .In this way, how can you afford the entire Cai family in the future?"

"I don't know, His Majesty just said so."

But the doctor said that Hu Jingshu was caused by a heart disease, and her cough should have been cured a long time ago, but she was too worried, and her illness naturally worsened.

"Thank you father."

Ling Youyao suddenly lost her courage and silently changed the subject: "It's almost New Year's Eve again, do you have any wishes?"

"There was some improvement before, but after the cold weather, the illness relapsed. I have been coughing recently, and I have been taking medicine for a long time, but it is not getting better."

Cai Jin interrupted him: "Your grandfather has been an official for decades and has many disciples, which is not surprising."

The queen's funeral was not yet over, and it was inappropriate to hold a grand banquet in the palace. Fu Xiuyun was concerned about the whereabouts of King Jing'an, let alone singing and dancing, so he sat at the banquet for a while and then left.

"Yes," he held Ling Youyao's hand, pretending to be profound, "but it won't work if you express your wish."

"Can't you tell me secretly?"

With a smile on his lips, Fu Mingjue held her hand and continued walking. After a long time, he heard him say, "I only have one wish."

Ling Youyao tilted her head to look at him, but he didn't say any more.It wasn't until he fell asleep in a daze at night that he heard him whispering that sentence in his ear:
Hold your hand, grow old with you...

(End of this chapter)