The Regent's Gold Concubine

Chapter 438 Consummation, the whereabouts of Cang Mo (3)
With children, with a home, with bondage.

When you do things, you will look forward and backward.

Feng Qingcheng does not deny that her temperament has changed a lot along the way.

It's no longer the dominant Feng Qingcheng.

From the children, she slowly learned... tolerance.

Jun Yuyue held Feng Qingcheng's hand, "Qingcheng, after I plan to send you back to the capital, I will go to Tongguan to help Mohan!"

Feng Qingcheng nodded, "Actually, you don't need to send us any. With the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and sword, we can return to the capital safely!"

"No, I have to send you back, otherwise, I won't feel at ease!"

"But, I don't worry about Mo Han, he's only nine years old, isn't he?" Feng Qingcheng said.

Feng Qingcheng thought, maybe they can go to the military camp together.

However, at this moment, Feng Qingcheng really doesn't plan to go to a place like a military camp.

Jun Yuyue thought, "Then, let Qin Qi Shu Hua Jian send you back to the capital, and I will go to Tongguan!"

"Yuyue, don't think too much. In my heart, you have always been the tall and tall Jun Yuyue. In this world, nothing can go well. As long as we have worked hard and fought for it, and the result is good, we will be happy." alright!"

process……

It's also a beautiful experience.

"Be careful on the road!"

Feng Qingcheng nodded, "You too, have a safe trip, and bring Mo Han and Daddy back safely!"

"it is good!"

days of separation.

For the sake of the child, Feng Qingcheng deserves to have the three brothers, sisters-in-law and sister-in-law recruited to bring the child with them.

Along the way, try to keep a low profile and walk with the caravan.

The three younger brothers and sisters-in-law were very curious about Feng Qingcheng's identity. Feng Qingcheng always smiled and said nothing, telling them not to think too much.

Passing Hancheng.

Feng Qingcheng felt that she should pay a visit to Han Xin and Han Xueer.

"Oh my God, lady, look, who's here!" When Han Xin saw Feng Qingcheng, he yelled and laughed happily.

Han Xueer walked out quickly, and was surprised to see Feng Qingcheng, "Sister and sister, why are you here?"

"Passing by Hancheng, come to pay a visit to my eldest brother and sister-in-law!"

Han Xueer looked at the child in Feng Qingcheng's arms, "This, this..."

"Me and Yu Yue's daughter, Wu Shuang!"

Han Xueer was overjoyed and kept clamoring for a hug.

Feng Qingcheng nodded, and carefully placed Wu Shuang in Han Xueer's arms. Han Xueer hugged the house, calling out her sweetheart one by one.

There is hope in his eyes.

Feng Qingcheng felt a slight pain in her heart.

She is consummated, and what she promised Han Xueer and his wife back then.

It would be fine if Cang Mo was there.

Cang Mo might have a solution.

Cangmo...

Thinking of that clean and thorough man, Feng Qingcheng sighed slightly.

Lights are set on the building, the flowers are before the moon and the moon is under, toast and drink, Cang Mo, you must find yes, your own happiness, you must...

After bidding farewell to Han Xin and his wife, Feng Qingcheng and others returned to Beijing.

Han Xueer snuggled into Han Xin's arms, "I also want to have such a child, whether it's a boy or a girl, whether she looks like you or me, as long as it's our child, it's fine!"

Han Xin smiled comfortingly, "There will be, Xue'er, I believe, there will be!"

It was a vast expanse of whiteness with no end in sight. Cang Mo wore blue clothes and a blue cloak and rode on a horse.

His master had already left.

He didn't tell him why, but said that the fate was over, except for leaving a dozen medical books that he had never seen before, the master left.

Cang Mo sighed slightly, what does fate mean?
He didn't feel that loneliness was terrible before, but now walking alone in this desolate land, he realized that loneliness is terrible.

He would rather die by Feng Qingcheng's side than wandering in another country for 20 years alone.

On Cang Mo's heart, there was a letter written by Feng Qingcheng.

Lights are set up to set up the heavy building, and the moon is under the flowers before the flowers, toast and drink.

That woman always sees things clearly and thoroughly, and her heart becomes more and more human after being tempered time and time again.

Cang Mo laughed softly.

There seemed to be something buried in the white snow in front of him, Cang Mo was slightly surprised, and drove his horse forward.

A person.

All in white, white hair and white clothes, almost blending with Bai Xue.

Cang Mo jumped off the horse, stepped forward, and picked up the man.

Delicate body.

Turning over her, her face was old.

"Grandma, are you alright?" Cang Mo called, feeling her pulse, but saw her hands were very delicate.

Cang Mo didn't think too much, "It's okay, it's okay, I still have a breath!"

Quickly took the medicine and fed her, took off the cloak to wrap it around her, and hugged her to get on the horse.

"It seems that we have to find a place to stay soon!"

But it never occurred to him that the eyelids of the woman in his arms moved slightly.

cave.

Cang Mo put the girl down and hurried out to look for firewood.It is actually very difficult to find some firewood in the snow and ice.Cang Mo walked a long way, leaving footprints along the way.

The woman gently opened her eyes, and the eyes were blood red.

Standing up, the blue cloak fell off her body, and there was still the warm breath of Cangmo on it. The woman picked it up, put it under her nose and sniffed it, it was clean, clear and warm.

After pondering for a moment, he sat down cross-legged, luckily, the dark red in his eyes slowly shadowed.

Opening her eyes, the woman closed them lightly, tightened Cang Mo's cloak, fell to the ground, and closed her eyes to rest.

Cang Mo is back.

In addition to firewood, he also carried a wild rabbit, which had been killed and stripped clean.

Throwing the firewood on the ground, Cang Mo stepped forward, probed, and was slightly relieved when he saw that the woman was still breathing.

Light the fire, take out a porcelain bottle from the horse, pour it on the hare, and start roasting.

After a while, bursts of aroma came.

Cang Mo smiled.

Feng Qingcheng taught him how to live in the wild, which was really useful.

No matter when, no matter what, as long as these spices are poured on it and roasted on the fire, it can be roasted with a fragrant breath.

Cang Mo suddenly laughed.

Missing, so not seeing, is also good.

Sister Feng, have you ever thought of Cang Mo when Cang Mo misses you...

"Well……"

The woman groaned.

Cang Mo hurriedly turned his head, put the hare on the shelf, stepped forward, and helped the woman up, "Grandma, are you okay?"

mother-in-law?

The woman was stunned, and after a while, she laughed.

How could she forget it.

"Well, I'm hungry!"

Cang Mo smiled, "I roasted the hare, mother-in-law, you can eat it!"

(End of this chapter)