Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 335 He is a heartless person after all
Suddenly someone shouted: "Someone fell into the water, fell into the water!"

Everyone gathered around one after another, trying to save the child who fell into the water.

"Shall we help them?"

"No, look—"

A few people who know how to swim have already jumped down to save them.

The scene was very lively and crowded.

There was a child crying over there. At this time, a young mother knelt down, picked up a toddler and patted it.

The profile and back of the mother looked so familiar.

Ning Weiwei was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't help but grasp Xiao Zijun's sleeve tightly.

"what happened?"

After a while, she realized, "It's Qingchuan——"

She started running towards the crowd.

Xiao Zijun shouted from behind, "Gently, be careful!"

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The crowd dispersed, and there was no one they were looking for.

Ning stood on the top of the bridge, panting slightly, looking around anxiously, and shouting, "Qingchuan—"

Xiao Zijun came over and helped her shoulder, "You must be delusional. This is Jiangbei Water City."

"But she really looks like Qingchuan."

Panting lightly, his eyes were still searching.

"Based on what you know about Qingchuan, will she leave without saying goodbye, marry and have children?"

Wei Wei suddenly remembered that the woman who looked like Qing Chuan was a mother.The child is already a toddler.

"How old is a toddler?" She asked him sideways.

Xiao Zijun thought for a while, "About one year old."

An accident happened in the midsummer of the Hou Mansion last year, and now it is the first month of autumn, and it has been more than a year

I was thinking lightly, the time is not right.Even if Qingchuan married someone else, the child would not be so old.What's more, she only has Luo You in her heart, how could she marry?
She shook her head.Yes, this is not possible.

But deep down in her heart, she really hoped that it was Qingchuan.Suddenly, she thought of something, "Or maybe it's not her child—"

Xiao Zijun thought of another possibility.

If it was a child a year ago, then this child may belong to Luo You.How can it be?

Xiao Zijun couldn't believe it. Luo You was harmed by the residual poison of Gu poison. Before recovering his memory, he had a dull and upright personality. In front of others, he was even ashamed to hold Qingchuan's hand.Unless it is when the disease occurs.

Wei Wei felt a little distressed, "Why didn't she come to the capital to find me?"

"Stop thinking about it lightly. There are often similar people in the world, and it may not be her. Why don't we stop for two more days and let Gao Ming and the others look for them."

In the past two days, they searched all possible places, but they did not find that woman similar to Qingchuan again.

On the contrary, I mistook it a few times slightly, which frightened the children.

"Xiao Zijun, do you think she really isn't Qingchuan?"

He shook his head and smiled, "I haven't seen a woman who looks like Qingchuan. However, it is indeed not easy to convince me of your judgment."

Gently ignoring his teasing, still talking to himself: "Maybe it's her, but she doesn't want to see me. She's married and has a child, and she doesn't want me to disturb her."

"Fool, why doesn't she want to see you? It's probably not her. Or, even if it's her, with so many people, she might not know that you came to see her."

"You mean it might be her?"

"I think you're blind."

Xiao Zijun looked at her sad look, with mixed feelings in his heart, he didn't know whether to tell him what he knew.

"Do you remember Luo You?"

He frowned softly, "Didn't he leave the palace, saying he was going to seek his family's revenge?"

Xiao Zijun held her hand, "I saw him later."

She turned her head to look at him, feeling a little puzzled, and only heard Xiao Zijun say, "Luo You is in Beimo... He is already married."

Ning Qingqing's eyes widened suddenly, she couldn't believe it, "You...are you kidding me?"

He glanced at her with a calm expression, and said calmly, "It happened in April in spring. It was the time when I won the Northern Expedition."

Needless to say, the bride is definitely not Qingchuan.

Her heart was suffocated, and the tears could not stop falling.

"He is a heartbreaker after all."

Her heart hurts, for Qingchuan, for her good sister Qingchuan.

She looked around again, hoping that Qingchuan's figure would appear, and cried, "Qingchuan... where are you?"

Seeing her sad, Xiao Zijuan was very distressed, stretched out his hand to embrace her, and said, "Don't cry, there are many people around us looking at us."

Ning gently wiped away her tears, pushed Xiao Zijun away, and walked forward alone.

After they left, a young woman came out of the crowd, looking at their backs as if she was lost.

A woman called her, "Qiu Niang, I'll go to the dyeing workshop and wait for you."

...Young Master Qinghan...

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King Jin returned to Beijing very low-key.

It's just a few chariots and a team of guards.

Thinking back to the last time after the rebellion against Qiang and Di was put down, the king of Jin returned to Beijing, and how many courtiers greeted him.

After the victory of the Northern Expedition, the king of Jin resigned in a low-key manner. He resigned as the general of the Northern Expedition under the pretext of going south to heal his wounds, and ordered his generals to return to Beijing to report on their duties.

Royal Palace.

Standing at the foot of the long jade steps embossed with dragons, he is dressed in a multicolored auspicious cloud official uniform with a purple and blue background, looking majestic and decent.

The king of Jin entered the palace today to see his driver, passing by the long steps that went down early, he couldn't help but stop and stare for a while.

The court has already come down, and the jade steps are empty.

Counting it, it has been ten months since I left the imperial court last year since my father confiscated him from the military department and then asked for orders to go north to fight.

For ten months, the situation in the court was treacherous and unpredictable, and it was really too long to be away.

But he came back after all.

The cry of wild geese came from the sky.

He looked up at the sky, and it was the swan geese flying south, and the autumn air was refreshing.

The morning glow shines through the clouds, swaying on the majestic palaces with high cornices, and the scattered glazed tiles reflect sparkling spots.

In a flash of white, it pierced into his heart.

He turned around and quickly walked into the palace road, the direction was the emperor's imperial study.

Royal study.

The emperor Xiao Yan was wearing a dark gold dragon-pattern casual robe, leaning slightly on the dragon couch, holding a booklet in his hand, and seemed to be examining it carefully.

After a while, he closed the booklet in his hand.

"Ah Jun, I've looked around for this reward booklet, but you're the only one missing."

"The Northern Expedition is the credit of tens of thousands of soldiers who fought bloody battles. It is not the credit of the sons and ministers alone. Moreover, the sons and daughters were born in the emperor's family. The glory and wealth are much better than everyone else. They don't need additional rewards. However, those soldiers who are far away from their homeland It's different, seven thousand strong men will stay on the battlefield in northern Xinjiang forever, but their families are still poor."

Speaking of this, Xiao Zijun suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down, "Please punish the emperor. My son made the decision privately, and distributed some of the captured money in the Northland as pensions to the family members of the sacrificed soldiers."

"Get up. I saw it. You wrote it clearly at the back of this booklet. You will be outside and have the power to deal with emergencies. The emperor thinks you have done a good job. Also, the rewards for this reward are also clear. Chu, well-founded. I agree with everything."

(Third update today, thank you for reading, fourth update tomorrow)

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