First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 523 Husband and Wife meet (two more)

  The people Gu Changqing and Gu Jiao picked up this time were the sons of Princess Ning'an and Huangfuzheng. On the thirteenth of this year, Princess Ning'an didn't say much when mentioning him, but said, "He is not in good health."

  But when the three of them actually arrived at the address provided by Princess Ning’an, they realized that they underestimated the meaning of “not very well”.

  It was a teenager sitting in a wheelchair, with thin cheeks and sickly pale skin. He was wrapped in a thick cloak, and the fox fur on his collar was faintly agitated by the freezing cold wind.

  He has a pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes, like his father.

   And his nose and mouth look like his mother again.

  He was sitting in a yard full of green bamboos, with only four nursing yards around him.

  He saw the three brothers and sisters in armor, their expressions did not fluctuate at all, but they held the wheel of the wheelchair with both hands, and said faintly: "Are you here to pick me up?"

   "Uh...ah, yes!" Gu Chengfeng said blankly.

   "Let's go." He pushed the wheelchair.

  Gu Changqing looked at him steadily, without saying anything, stepped forward, walked around behind him and pushed him in a wheelchair: "I'm coming."

  He loosened his hand on the wheel.

   "Then what, don't you ask who we are?" Gu Chengfeng asked him suspiciously.

  He said: "The people who are not my father are my mother's. My father was defeated, so I guess you were sent by my mother."

  "It's pretty smart." Gu Chengfeng muttered.

  Alas, to be honest, Gu Chengfeng was a little disappointed.

  He thought they were here to save people, but he didn't expect them to be picked up literally.

  I still want to fight, let the eldest brother see his kung fu, it’s just blind again!

  Gu Changqing pushed the boy out of the door.

  Gu Jiao stood at the door, leaning against the door frame with her arms around her arms.

  As Gu Changqing pushed the wheelchair over, Gu Jiao glanced at his lap.

   is not out of offense, nor out of curiosity, it is purely a doctor’s diagnosis of the patient.

  It's a pity, his legs were covered with a thick blanket, and he was tightly covered with his legs, Gu Jiao didn't see anything.

  There is a carriage for teenagers in the house. The door at the back can be opened, and it is a landslide when it is lowered down.

  Gu Changqing pushed the wheelchair up, and Gu Chengfeng helped close the door panel.

  "Are they leaving together?" Gu Changqing looked at the four nursing homes in the house.

  The young man said indifferently, "Is there no one waiting for me in Beijing?"

  There is nothing wrong with this, but it sounds inexplicable to make people feel that he is not very close.

  However, Gu Changqing hadn't planned to get close to him. On the way back to Beijing, he and him were monarchs and ministers. After returning to Beijing, he might become strangers who never met again.

  There is something to fix a wheelchair on the floor of the carriage, but Gu Changqing is not familiar with this, and the teenager did not remind it.

When the driver was about to drive, Gu Jiao said, "Wait."

  The coachman stopped.

  Gu Jiao opened the curtain and got into the carriage, pulled out several wooden buckles hidden on the floor, and stuck them on the wheels of the wheelchair.

   During the whole process, she didn't intentionally touch the boy's leg.

  After doing this, she glanced at the boy before turning and getting out of the carriage.

  They set off first, and the army is still behind.

  Gu Changqing found an inn on the way back to Beijing, and asked for two rooms, one for Gu Jiao and one for the teenager.

  The army can arrive at night, and Gu Changqing and Gu Chengfeng sleep in the camp.

  The boy fell asleep after living in the post, and did not come out for dinner.

  The three brothers and sisters made a bonfire in the yard and roasted some sweet potatoes and bacon.

  Gu Changqing picked some grain and grass and went to the stable to feed the horses.

  Gu Chengfeng and Gu Jiao sat by the fire, and Gu Chengfeng moved to Gu Jiao's side, and whispered, "Hey, do you feel that kid is weird?"

   "Why is it weird?" Gu Jiao turned over the bacon on the fire.

Gu Chengfeng swallowed, inserted a roasted sweet potato with a stick, and said in a low voice: "His father is dead, he doesn't seem to be sad. And his temperament always makes me feel gloomy. Then again. And his leg, what's the matter with his leg? Is he injured or crippled?"

   Gu Chengfeng was talking, and suddenly he felt something was wrong. He turned his head abruptly, and saw that the young man had come out of the house at some point, sitting in a wheelchair in the cold wind, as gloomy as a ghost from the underworld.

  Gu Chengfeng has always been bold, and at this moment he couldn't hold back his hair exploding, and all the sweet potatoes in his hand were dropped!

  Gu Jiao looked at him calmly, retracted her gaze, and continued to barbecue.

  "What are you baking?" the boy asked.

   "Bacon." Gu Jiao said.

   "I want to eat too." The boy said.

  Gu Jiao flipped through the barbecue: "I'll take it in when it's cooked."

  The boy refused, "No, I want to eat here."

  There were steps from the house to here. He couldn't get down by himself. Gu Chengfeng calmly walked over, took him down the steps with a wheelchair, and then pushed him to the side of the fire.

   "It's windy here, you can go in after a while." Gu Chengfeng kindly reminded.

  The young man did not answer him, but looked at Gu Jiao who was earnestly grilling meat: "Why do you wear a mask? Are you ugly? Can't see people?"

  Gu Chengfeng's waist shot: "Hey! How do you talk! Who is ugly!"

  The young man sarcastically said: "Why cover your face if you are not ugly?"

  Gu Chengfeng was so angry that he punched him, and Gu Chengfeng sullen his face and hummed: "We're happy! Covering your face means you have no face to see people. Then you walk without legs in a wheelchair!"

  As soon as the voice fell, Gu Chengfeng felt the boy's expression stiff.

  Gu Chengfeng suddenly realized that he might have said something wrong, he opened his mouth, trying to remedy something, but it was too late.

  The young man slowly pulled the corners of his lips and smiled mockingly.

   Then, under Gu Chengfeng's gaze with a guilty conscience and sorrow, he raised his pale hand and pulled the blanket on his leg.

  A cold wind blew by, blowing up his empty trouser legs.

  ……

  The military newspaper of the Frontier Fortress arrived at the palace in an expedited way through 800 miles as early as early December. The emperor and the hundreds of civil and military officials all breathed a sigh of relief.

  The remnants of the former dynasty colluded with the naval bandits and the army of the Chen Kingdom, leading to simultaneous wars on the two borders of the Zhao Kingdom. Zhao Guo was attacked on the back and back, and it was also heard that Lord Hou and Princess Ning’an were arrested.

  For this battle, everyone did not report much confidence.

  I didn't expect Gu Jiajun to win so soon.

  The emperor began to look forward to the return of Princess Ning’an, Gu Changqing, Tang Yueshan, Laohouye, and soldiers.

  Of course, there is also a little genius doctor.

He gave the imperial decree to release the little genius doctor out of Beijing. He really didn’t expect the little genius doctor to go to the frontier at that time. If it weren’t for the news from Yuegucheng, there were two adults sent by the Empress Dowager Zhuang, holding Renshou Palace. He has been kept in the dark.

   Knowing she was going to such a dangerous place, he said nothing would give her the imperial decree to leave the city.

  God knew that he was about to be blamed by his mother, and he hadn’t seen her for three days!

   "Isn't there yet? Isn't there yet?" The emperor was restless in the imperial study room.

   "It's coming soon, I said it will be there in a few days." Wei Gonggong said with a smile.

  The emperor looked at him bitterly: "You said the same last time!"

  Gonggong Wei smiled: "Isn't it... you can't walk suddenly when the mountain is covered by heavy snow?"

  The weather when I came back was colder than when I went, and the number of times the mountains were sealed by heavy snow.

  Originally, at the speed of the army's rapid march, it would be able to reach the capital on the 20th, but it can be delayed for a day, dragging the young year to pass, and still not seeing the army!

  The emperor slumped down on the back of the chair: "The little genius doctor won't return. I'm afraid that the queen will not pay attention to me in this life."

  The emperor was wrong, Jiaojiao couldn't answer it, and Queen Mother Zhuang didn't want to care about this stupid son!

   actually pushed her Jiaojiao to the side!

  How did she use the quilt to cover him to death in the first place!

  Bishui Hutong, the family also hope that Gu Jiaopan will live like a year.

  They all fell asleep the night Gu Jiao left. It was the next day that Xiao Heng told them that Gu Jiao had gone to the border fortress.

  Yao almost fainted on the spot.

  The side is at war, why did her daughter go to such a place?

  Gu Yan got used to Gu Jiao's existence, and suddenly she left. Gu Yan only felt that she had been cut in half and taken away.

  Gu Xiaoshun was also worried and sad.

  The person he grew up with Gu Jiao, he spent the longest time with Gu Jiao and the shortest time apart, so he is actually the least used to it.

   Xiao Jingkong woke up and found that Gu Jiao was no longer there. He almost cried. Then he saw the letter Gu Jiao had left him, and then he held back all his tears.

  Jiaojiao is not in the capital, it's useless for him to cry.

  He wanted to keep his little tears, and cried to Jiaojiao when he came back.

  Xiao Heng now serves in both the Imperial Academy and the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. The news of the Criminal Ministry is better than that of the Imperial Academy. As long as there is any movement on the front line, the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Defense will be the first to know.

   Whether it was necessary for official business or selfishness, Xiao Heng spent more time in the Criminal Ministry than the Imperial Academy in the past two months. He opened the letter that he did not know.

   "Has the snow covered the mountain again?"

  Xing Shangshu wrote the memorial, and asked Xiao Heng, who was collating letters on the side.

  Xiao Heng collected the letter, and said in his usual tone: "Well, it was delayed in Cangzhou."

  Xing Shangshu frowned and said: "Cangzhou is less than seven or eight days away from here. I was afraid that the army would not be able to return before."

  The day after tomorrow will be New Year’s Eve, even if the army keeps running, it will not be possible to return to the capital.

  Xiao Heng looked at the flying snow outside the window, showing a thoughtful look.

  The frontier pass is bitterly cold, and the gunpowder is full of smoke, but the capital has not been affected by the war. Streets and alleys, traffickers, pawns, shops, crowds, and prosperous.

Every household in Bishui Hutong has hung red lanterns, window grilles and couplets, and their houses have also posted them.

  Lin Chengye and Feng Lin both returned to Youzhou for the New Year this year.

  There are many people in the family, but it still makes people feel deserted. I don't know if it is because of the absence of them or because of the absence of Gu Jiao.

  The little horns are no longer babbling, and my aunt doesn’t look for neighbors in the neighborhood to play cards. Yao’s youngest son is three months old, but he is obedient, doesn’t cry or make trouble, and he looks like there is no baby at home.

  Small clearance stood in the threshold, a pair of small arms straightened and flew behind him, his small body fluttered out, and his small head looked towards the alleys on both sides.

   Jiaojiao.

  He wants to be Jiaojiao.

  The sound of a carriage came from the door, and Xiao Jingkong was so excited that he ran out with his short legs. After running for a while, he realized that it was the bad brother-in-law who came back.

   Xiao Jingkong's small face sank, and said disappointedly: "Why are you?"

  Xiao Heng got out of the carriage and clicked on his forehead: "Why isn't it me?"

   "Huh." Xiao Jingkong rolled his face.

   "Go away." Xiao Heng said to him.

  Xiao Jingkong slowly followed behind him, turning back one step three times.

  Xiao Heng walked ahead, knowing what he was doing without looking back: "Don't look, Jiaojiao won't be back today."

   Xiao Jingkong asked: "Why?"

  Xiao Heng said: "The snow has sealed the mountain, and the army can't go."

  Xiao Jingkong: "Can Jiaojiao come back tomorrow?"

  Xiao Heng: "I don't know."

  Xiao Jingkong: "What about the day after tomorrow? The day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, my birthday, can Jiaojiao come back and spend time with me?"

  Xiao Heng "You weren't born on New Year's Eve."

  Small clearance stomped with arms akimbo: "The abbot said that my birthday is New Year's Eve! That is New Year's Eve! The birthday Jiaojiao gave me is also New Year's Eve!"

  Xiao Heng smiled, did not argue with him, but stopped and rubbed his slightly long hair: "Go in."

  Early the next morning, Xiao Jingkong sat on the threshold. He waited from dawn to dark until he became a little snowman, but still did not wait for Jiaojiao to return.

  Gu Yan walked over and led the little guy in.

  It’s New Year’s Eve after tonight, and the army is still besieged in the snow-capped mountains of Cangzhou. This year is destined to be impossible to return.

  At night, a family sits in the main room and roasts.

  Suddenly there was a knock on the door in the front yard, and several people were all startled.

   "Jiaojiao!" Xiao Jingkong rushed out first.

  However, it is not Gu Jiao who is here, but Granny Zhou. She is here to deliver dumplings.

   "Thank you Granny Zhou." Xiao Jingkong politely accepted the basket and thanked him.

  He took the basket back to the main room.

   Just sitting down, the courtyard door was knocked again, this time it was Gu Xiaoshun who rushed out.

  Gu Yan also wanted to rush, but he was a little sick, and couldn't run away from them!

  Unfortunately, this time it’s not Gu Jiao, it's Aunt Six, and Aunt Six is ​​here to deliver the spring rolls.

  When the courtyard door was knocked for the third time, it was the Dark Guard who rushed out. He received the eyes from the little master, and either robbed the door or died!

  Oh so cruel!

   "...Uncle Zhao, thank you very much!"

  The Dark Guard returned to the hall with a basket of duck eggs.

  Everyone sighed together.

  The gate of the courtyard was hidden. Gu Jiao didn't need to knock on the door when she returned to her home, so in fact, everyone knew clearly that it was not Gu Jiao.

  It's just that they can't help but look forward to it.

   "Go to sleep." Xiao Heng said to everyone.

  Everyone went back to their houses with deep concerns.

  It seems that Jiaojiao really can't come back this New Year's Eve.

  Xiao Liulang tidied up the hall. He was not sleepy for the time being, so he went to the study to read a book for a while. It was still the book of the Kingdom of Yan, and he was almost halfway through it.

  It's just that he can't stand it anyway tonight.

  New Year’s Eve was the most important day of his life for him. It was the day when he came to the world and the day when he "died" in the fire.

  It’s a coincidence, it's all sub-times.

  Xiao Liulang glanced at the hourglass on the wall.

  It's time again.

  He closed the book in his hand and came to the quiet yard, looking at the swing Gu Jiao personally pierced, a little stunned.

  咚!

  Something hit the courtyard gate.

  Xiao Liulang came back to his senses, frowned, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

  Mother Fang plugged in the courtyard door before going to bed, Xiao Liulang paused, and took off the door latch.

  He opened the vermilion courtyard door, and a biting wind and snow poured in.

  After the snowstorm, a small figure in Tsing Yi was sitting on the threshold against the wall, one slender leg bent, and the hand holding the whip on the knee.

  Her blue silk was chaotic by the wind and snow, and her lips were chapped. She was covered in wind and rain, dusty, and described as a little embarrassed.

  She leaned back against the corner of the wall, gasping for breath.

   Raised her head and looked at him deeply with her eyes that were still clear but were flooded by the wind and sand, curled her lips, and said, "Happy birthday, Master Xiao."

  (End of this chapter)