Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 1070 Take her back to Jinling

Su Jiu slept peacefully.

Xiao Tingchen walked silently to the Arhat couch, took the needle and thread from the drawer, and carefully mended the hole in the cuff, but his movements were very clumsy and slow, and the stitching was very rough and ugly.

After finally mending the hole, he let out a soft breath.

Putting on the undershirt again, he got on the warm couch, habitually took Su Jiu into his arms, and lowered his head to kiss her eyebrows and cheeks.

His peach blossom eyes were scarlet and moist, and even his voice became hoarse, "Su Xiaojiu, wake up quickly, I miss you so much, miss you so much..."

The girl has clear eyebrows, like a lifeless doll.

Xiao Tingchen buried his head deeply in her neck, quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised his head and forced a smile on her face, "Xichan's side is stable now, doesn't my sister want to go back to Jinling for a visit? In a few days, I will set off to take my sister back. When I went back, the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, the apricot blossoms and cloves outside the bird clothing alley were very beautiful, and the red cardamom at the end of the alley probably also bloomed just right, my sister must like it."

In the spring of the second year of Dayong Mingde, the Central Plains were unified, and the world was peaceful.

Xiao Tingchen brought Su Jiu back to Jinling City, it was March when the grass was growing and the birds were flying.

They traveled south along the Qinhuai River in a big boat with red lacquer and gold, and everything along the way recovered and the scenery was extremely beautiful.

It was dusk when we landed on the shore, and there were many painted boats on the river, and there were endless pipas. The bead curtains were rolled up, revealing the gorgeous embroidered wide sleeves and skirts of the beauties, like gorgeous clouds.

There are row upon row of restaurants along the street, and thousands of lights on the eaves and bucket arches. As the sky dims, the tall buildings with splendid chapters are like gilded and ethereal palaces.

Jingzhe, Shuangjiang and others are all from Jinling. Now that they return to their homeland, they have mixed feelings in their hearts. Furthermore, they are still holding the ashes of Bailu and Gu Yu in their arms. Looking at the bird clothes alley from a distance, they feel tears rolling down their cheeks.

Pushing the wheelchair, Xiao Tingchen didn't ask anyone to follow him, walked through the streets and alleys alone, and walked slowly towards Wende Bridge.

Standing on the bridge, he said in a gentle voice: "When I was young, I once asked my sister here why a gentleman can't pass Wende Bridge. Now I ask my sister again, can she still answer me?"

The hustle and bustle of the night market came from all directions, and the spring breeze sang past, but the man felt silence in his ears, only the shallow breathing of the girl in the wheelchair.

But she couldn't answer him.

Xiao Tingchen smiled, looked at the constantly flowing Qinhuai River, asked himself and answered: "Because the school along the bank is an important place for imperial examinations, while the opposite bank is a famous wine shop and brothel in the south of the Yangtze River, so there is a saying that a gentleman can't beat Wende Bridge. "

His eyes were dim, and he pushed the wheelchair towards Bird Clothes Lane.

There is still a plaque with black background and green characters hanging at the entrance of the alley, the alley is deep and long, a tree of light pink apricot blossoms and lilacs in the corner are quietly blooming at dusk at the beginning of night, it is still the same as before.

Passing through Xie's mansion, Xiao Tingchen glanced at the plaque on Xie's house, which was old and dilapidated, the color of the lanterns under the eaves had long faded, a thick layer of dust lay on the bronze animal head door knocker, the old swallow's nest was empty, and the swallows that built the nest in other years probably died long ago foreign land.

He withdrew his gaze and chuckled, "When I was young, I always hated Xie Rongjing's loudness and stupidity. Whenever I was squatting on the wall making noise, I always wanted to kick him to death. But this Wuyi Lane is much deserted without him."

In front is the Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Yu, who is over fifty years old, stands under the eaves, wearing a long gown and commoner clothes, still elegant.

These years he has never married a wife. A few years ago, he gave away all his family wealth to Xiao Tingchen as military pay, and then he guarded this ancestral house alone. Although he lived a leisurely and wealthy life, he was also lonely and deserted.

He saw the girl in the wheelchair from a distance, her eyes were inexplicably red, and he quickly stepped forward and said: "I received news from the Cao Gang that you are going back to Jinling today, so I specially prepared good wine and food in the mansion. Xiaojiu...is she still awake?"

Xiao Tingchen bowed to him, "Third Uncle."

Xiao Yu quickly avoided his salute, "You are the emperor now, how can you salute me?"

"He is the son of heaven in other places, but he is still the bastard of the second room of the Xiao family when he returns to Wuyi Lane." Xiao Tingchen smiled gently, "We plan to stay in Jinling City for a few days, and then take a little wine to go around and see if we can Wake her up. This is her home after all, and it's time for her to wake up."

Xiao Yu looked at Su Jiu again.

The girl was wearing a thick spring shirt, her face was white and plump, and she was sleeping calmly and peacefully, which showed that she had been well taken care of during this time.

Thinking of how well-behaved and cute the little girl was when she was young, Xiao Yu couldn't help the tears welling up in her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's cold on a spring night, go in and talk."

There was a table of hometown dishes in the flower hall in the front yard. Xiao Yu and Xiao Tingchen exchanged cups and glasses, but they saw the young emperor from time to time looking at the sleeping girl behind the bead curtain, as if caring about that girl, who had become his instinct.

"I read the letter you sent. Xiaojiu was poisoned by the Nanjiang Gu poison called Huapo. Since it is from Nanjiang, how about sending someone to ask Min Min? She is a Nanjiang who is good at Gu poison after all. The royal family, I think I have some understanding of Hua Po." Xiao Yu suggested, "What's more, this poison is strange, although it made Xiaojiu fall into a deep sleep, it also completely eradicated the cold poison in her body, it doesn't seem like someone deliberately harmed her, It seems to be deliberately using Hua Po to extend her life."

Xiao Tingchen shook the wine cup, but said nothing.

He also checked how Su Xiaojiu ate the flower soul. According to Tianshu's report, she seems to have always carried the flower soul with her.

Raising his hand and pinching the center of his brows, he said, "If it wasn't for my third uncle's reminder, I might have forgotten and I can ask my mother. Tomb."

The girl who was lying on the beam with her sword in her arms already understood, got up and sent someone to do it.

After drinking a few more glasses of wine and talking about family and country affairs, Xiao Yu mentioned: "Mr. Li took Xiao Tingde back to the Li family. She finally gave up on making Xiao Tingde go to fame and officialdom. She took him to work in the south of the Yangtze River this year. Business, but doing business in a decent way. Xu Shi finally realized his mistake, and started to do the business of giving porridge and charity from time to time. As for your father... He still travels all over the world these years, and occasionally writes back to report You're safe, you should be doing well."

Xiao Tingchen didn't care about these people. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and bid farewell to Xiao Yu.

He pushed the wheelchair for a walk in the mansion, the garden mansion was covered with lights, and walking around at night was quiet and bright.

The silence of the spring night, and the occasional chirping of insects in the grass and trees, make the mansion even more desolate and lonely.

Passing through the carved verandah, Xiao Tingchen looked towards the embroidery building not far away, "This is Jiangheting where my sister lived when she was a child. My third uncle sent a maid to clean it every day. It was very clean. In the corner of the yard, my sister's plant was once planted. The camphor wood was later transported to Chang'an by me, where it was cut down and used as a wardrobe for you and me when we got married."

He stared at the corner of the empty yard for a while, then looked down at the girl in the wheelchair.

She was still asleep, and the lights and flower shadows fell on her cheeks, as if she had a smile on her cheeks.

Xiao Tingchen's heart was full of tenderness, and he pushed her towards Mingde Courtyard.

(End of this chapter)