"Hmph! Don't worry, Daddy. I will avenge you soon." The little girl turned around and left angrily.
Chanbei pulled her back by the collar.
"Heal General Rong's injuries first."
After expelling the evil spirit, Rong Chaoxi waved his hand and the wound healed completely.
Rong Baichuan and Qin Nanjing looked at it with curiosity.
Rong Baichuan's injuries had not healed. They had tried using the branches left by Chaoxi, but it was of no avail. They could only use ginseng soup every day to keep him alive.
Fortunately, they came back in time, otherwise Rong Baichuan would have bled to death.
…
Jiang Lingyu heard Rong Chaoxi returning home on the street, so he rushed home to pick up Rong Xuqing.
As soon as he arrived, he saw the door of the mansion was wide open, a servant was hanging red silk, and the servants were smiling, so he knew that this was true.
In the month since Rong Baichuan was assassinated, a dark cloud seemed to be hovering over the general's mansion. Everyone felt heavy-hearted and there was no smile on their faces.
Rong Xuqing was also worried every day, unable to eat, and her cheeks became thinner.
At this moment, he was extremely happy, and his wife regained her former brightness.
"Have you gone to the Qin residence to inform them?" Before entering the house, Rong Xuqing pulled the servant aside and asked:
"Is Ayou back?"
"Oh, I forgot to inform the Third Young Master. I'll go right away." The servant turned and ran towards the Imperial College.
Rong Yuanyou is twelve years old this year. After two years of hard work, he was admitted to the Imperial College. He goes to school under the supervision of his uncle, and his life becomes more and more miserable.
I must be so happy that I can skip school openly today.
As soon as he entered the door, the emperor's carriage arrived and entered together with the emperor.
Walking around the screen wall, the meal was being served in the pavilion. Rong Baichuan was holding Rong Chaoxi lovingly, and Qin Nanjing was looking at her daughter lovingly.
Having not been home for a long time, Rong Chaoxi missed Uncle Fu's craftsmanship especially.
"Uncle Fu, the chicken legs you cook are getting more and more delicious. I eat ten every morning..."
The little girl's cheeks were puffed up and she smiled at Uncle Fu with her eyes curved.
"As long as the young lady likes it, I'm glad." Uncle Fu secretly wiped his tears, "There's still soup stewing on the stove. I'll go and take a look."
After Rong Chaoxi left, he lost interest in cooking and left it all to his apprentices.
When he came back today, he did everything himself.
"Chao Xi..."
Fuling flicked his whisk and opened his mouth to shout "The Emperor has arrived", but the emperor had already rushed over with his hands outstretched.
"Chao Xi, you're finally back. You've been gone for so long and didn't even bring back a letter. Are you thinking about your emperor father dying?"
Rong Baichuan took the little girl out of his arms and started accusing her.
The emperor rubbed Rong Chaoxi's head, and Rong Chaoxi rubbed his dragon robe.
"My dear Emperor, I'm so good. I wish you would never die. I wish you would never die..."
The little girl was still holding the chicken leg, and grease was all over her body.
"Your Majesty, your clothes..."
Fuling bared his teeth, frowned, and quickly ordered the eunuch to go back to the palace to get new clothes.
Everyone stood up and saluted the emperor.
Qin Nanjing turned around and saw her daughter and son-in-law coming back, so she pulled them to sit down together.
Although it was only half an hour since we had lunch, seeing Rong Chaoxi eating so happily, I couldn't help but feel hungry too.
Seeing the color returning to Rong Baichuan's face, the emperor said happily, "Your injury is healed."
"As long as we are together day and night, there will be no injury that cannot be healed." Rong Baichuan looked proud.
The emperor rolled his eyes at him, wondering who didn't have a child who was the reincarnation of a god.
"Chao Xi, where is Xiao San? How is he?"
Only then did everyone realize that they had not yet met the Third Prince.
Wouldn’t he be thrown into the spirit world?
Everyone looked at her nervously and expectantly.
"It's on me."
Rong Chaoxi stretched out her hand in front of her second brother, and Rong Yubai wiped her hands consciously.
She took out the jade pendant and asked San Sheng to open a crack for them to see.
At the foot of the sacred tree, on a rattan bed, lay a young man with clear eyes and brows.
His eyes were closed, as if he was sleeping peacefully.
The emperor's eyes turned red.
Cao Shuangying and Chen Ji had told him everything that happened on Xumi Island.
How painful it must be for him to have his already broken soul shattered again.
"How long will it take Xiaosan to wake up?" he asked.
"About ten days..."
Rong Chaoxi pointed to a herb surrounded by golden light beside the rattan bed and said:
"When the red grass matures, he will wake up."
During this period, Cang Mo's soul has almost recovered.
He just needs to wait for the Chizhen Grass to take effect and finally fuse, then he will be able to turn back into the Cangmo Emperor who is second only to the emperor and above everyone else.
"That's good..." The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, "The queen can finally rest in peace."
In the past two years, the queen has been worried about Han Qinmo. She burns incense in front of Buddha every day, even during the confinement period.
Although the sacred tree she planted day and night kept her body warm, her complexion was getting worse day by day.
Knowing that Han Qinmo would wake up soon, she would definitely be able to eat well.
Fuling understood the emperor's intention and went out to arrange for someone to inform the empress of the news.
"Little sister, where is my little sister?"
At this time, a tall young man rushed into the main hall with a gust of wind.
"Little sister, morning and evening..."
He searched the room twice, even under the tables and benches, but found no one.
Everyone in the pavilion: ...
"He was able to enter the Imperial College because my elder brother let him go."
Rong Baichuan pressed his eyebrows and sighed.
"Here!"
The young man turned around, and his beautiful peach blossom eyes suddenly lit up.
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