Chapter 97 Chapter 97 You Are Home
Jiang Hexue jokingly described it as "using two small flowers as bait to catch a small angelfish."
Shen Qingchen smiled but said nothing.
In fact, they all knew more than that.
It was like a cold pond that had been calm all day when a sudden gust of warm wind blew across it without any rules, and the flower petals wrapped in it lightly fell on the surface of the pond, causing ripples to spread out in circles that never stopped.
He was like a kite being pulled by a long string, and he couldn't help but instinctively chase the free flying bird.
Just like, a carefree girl suddenly broke into his life which was as calm as stagnant water.
From then on, he, who was unwilling or unable to express his joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness due to his childhood experiences, began to show vivid emotions.
The self-disciplined and law-abiding boy was finally attracted by the lively and enthusiastic girl, and his heart was touched unknowingly.
Day after day, year after year, with deep love.
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At the end of the You month, Shen Qingchen's injuries had finally recovered to a great extent, and he and Jiang Hexue went south back to Beijing.
This time, he brought Shen Chuning with him.
Jiang Heye and Xu Qingyan took advantage of the victory and headed north to pursue and attack Bei Xuan.
The day they left Liangzhou was a sunny day that was warm but not too dry. The prefect Tian Yu, his wife Fu Xian, and his wife's brother Fu Wang came to see them off.
"Thank you, His Royal Highness Prince Heng'an and Princess Heng'an, for leading the people to control the flood, eliminate the rebels, and restore peace to the people of Liangzhou...for eternity." Shen Chuning had sneaked out of the palace, and he didn't know she was there, so he spoke so sincerely.
The Liang family and the Marquis of Zhenbei have been entrenched in Liangzhou like local tyrants for nearly a hundred years, quietly exploiting the people of Liangzhou, and their situation has become increasingly serious with each generation. They have taken the lead in resolving man-made and natural disasters, and have even made a good reputation in Liangzhou.
When Tian Yu first came to Liangzhou, he was very confused and even thought about rebelling.
But in front of Liang and Marquis Zhenbei, he was as weak as an ant.
I did many things against my will.
Looking at the pair of beautiful people standing together in the sunlight, his eyes moistened slightly as he bowed sincerely, "On behalf of the people of Liangzhou, I would like to express my gratitude to you two."
"Sharing the country's worries is my responsibility." Shen Qingchen said calmly.
"There's no need to be so polite, Magistrate Tian." Jiang Hexue said with a smile and exchanged glances with Fu Xian. The latter understood and stepped forward to help Tian Yu, who could not hide his gratitude.
"Princess, will you return to Liangzhou?" Fu Xian's three-year-old daughter Tian Rui asked crisply beside her. "I like you so much and want to see you again."
"Maybe." Jiang Hexue wasn't sure, but she leaned over and patted her head. "I'll take Arui out to play then."
As the Imperial Master, Chen Qingchen couldn't leave the capital for long. Liangzhou was quite far from the capital, and a round trip would take nearly a month.
Tian Rui cheered softly and twisted into her arms.
"Hexue, if you have time, come back and take a look." Fu Xian knew the truth and said only this.
Jiang Hexue looked at this old friend whom he hadn't seen for many years but with whom he still had a deep friendship, smiled and nodded, "Okay."
She suddenly remembered something, and while Shen Qingchen and Tian Yu were discussing government affairs, she quietly pulled Fu Xian aside: "Ah Xian, when you wanted Ah Rui back then, was it difficult for you?"
Fu Xian was startled, whispering objectively into her ear, "Discomfort is inevitable, but it's not as severe as the description says. You'll vomit easily in the early stages, and feel sluggish and weak in the later stages. But the pain of childbirth is unavoidable, but if the pregnancy is well managed, there will be fewer risks."
After she finished speaking, she winked at her mischievously: "Why? Are you preparing to meet His Highness..."
Jiang Hexue's ears were hot under her gaze, so she neither admitted nor denied it: "I know, thank you, Ah Xian."
It's not just her who has the final say on this matter.
"Hexue," she said, finishing her conversation with Fu Xian and speaking a few steps away. "Can you and I talk for a few minutes?"
Jiang Hexue glanced sideways and looked at Fu Wang at the same time as Shen Qingchen.
"You don't have to hide anything from your Highness." She took Shen Qingchen's hand, paused, and stood in front of him. "Just say it directly."
Fu Wang saw her vigilant behavior and lowered his eyes slightly.
"I just want to ask," he said, calming his breath and speaking softly. "Hexue, are we still friends?"
Jiang Hexue shook her head without hesitation.
"I know you've suffered, too, but Master Fu," she addressed this friend, whom she had treated sincerely since childhood, for the first time. "You've ultimately hurt my love."
"I'm not a saint. I can't let bygones be bygones."
The moment the words fell, Jiang Hexue clearly felt that Shen Qingchen's grip on her fingers had uncontrollably increased.
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Although we didn't ride at the fastest speed when we got here, we could still be said to be traveling day and night.
On the return journey, he was completely carefree. He would sleep until he woke up naturally during the day and then set off. If he encountered something interesting on the way, he would lift the carriage curtain to join in the fun. He would even stop for a day or two in a provincial capital that Jiang Hexue said was "interesting" to experience the local customs and culture.
Almost every time they arrived in a provincial capital, in every temple they visited, they could see the statues that Wei Shutan had repaired in the past.
All of them only charged her for the materials and provided her with vegetarian meals for a few days. During their conversations, they all expressed regrets for her.
"Mengniang was truly a saint. I thought she was a skilled woman, only occasionally doing good deeds. Little did I know she had always lived like this, living a simple life, seeking nothing..." An old Taoist priest choked up as he spoke to them. "Such a saintly and honest woman, to such an end... Alas."
He was murdered and died in a foreign land, suffering inhuman torture.
Jiang Hexue listened to Shen Chuning's concise explanation of the reason and learned that it was because Shen Zelin was not the biological son of Emperor Hengshun. She was shocked and sighed.
"If this hadn't happened, I don't know if the sentence would have been so severe." She spoke only after getting on the carriage, her eyes slightly sore.
Shen Qingchen held her in his arms.
"On a rainy day, an umbrella is useless," he said, choosing his words carefully. "It's the same here."
"The public outrage is like a downpour, so heavy that even the supreme umbrella of imperial power cannot protect him."
Jiang Hexue looked at him and slowly curved her eyes.
"If it makes you painful, don't be in a hurry to figure it out." Shen Qingchen rubbed her hair to comfort her.
"I'm a little worried about Mr. Xu San," Jiang Hexue said softly. "After losing a loved one, perhaps they never truly expressed their feelings to each other, and they are now separated from their loved ones."
Shen Qingchen said "hmm" softly and hugged her tightly.
"So, Zhaohua," Jiang Hexue sniffed and whispered in his arms. "If we hadn't met last year, or if Fu Wang's provocation had been a little more extreme, we might have missed each other forever."
"Don't worry too much in the future, and don't overthink whether I'll feel uncomfortable or not." She raised her head and said seriously. "I love to hear it. I love to hear your straightforward expression, whether it's pleasant or not, I want to hear it."
Shen Qingchen looked at her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and replied: "Okay."
"Rongchang is like a little rabbit with a wolf living in its heart." Jiang Hexue thought about what she had done and said suddenly.
"What about you?" Shen Qingchen found the metaphor interesting. "Little Jiang Cat where the wolf lives?"
Jiang Hexue stared at him for a few seconds, then stood up and waved his hand in a serious manner, "Not really."
"I'm Little Jiang Cat with a little angelfish in my heart." She said in a serious tone. "And you—"
"It's the little angelfish with Little Jiang Cat living in his heart."
As their eyes met, Shen Qingchen's ears turned red and her shoulders trembled slightly with laughter.
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In the middle of the Xu month, the carriage slowly stopped in front of the Heng'an Palace.
The moon-white, cloud-brocade curtains were suddenly drawn aside, and the golden bells of white jade flowers rang crisply. Jiang Hexue jumped out of the carriage and waved to the servants waiting outside: "Uncle Fu, Xuemei, Xueju, everyone, we're going home!"
Shen Qingchen slowly got out of the car behind her, and as soon as her back foot landed on the ground, she held her hand tightly.
Jiang Hexue used his hand as an axis and turned in front of them: "No arms or legs are missing, and you are going home safely."
After doing this, all the servants who had tears in their eyes just now laughed out loud at the same time.
Shen Qingchen also raised the corner of his lips helplessly, helped her steady, and nodded slightly: "Everything is fine."
"Come on, don't stand here like idiots. His Highness and the Princess are about to return home. Serve them refreshments, help them change clothes, and prepare for a comfortable warm bath!" Uncle Fu wiped his eyes and gave orders loudly.
The servants who had been sitting in a circle immediately dispersed, each going about their duties. Jiang Hexue and Shen Qingchen held hands. Before they even reached the courtyard, they heard a clear voice: "Hexue Hexue! Zhaohua Zhaohua!"
She looked up and saw a small white flower flapping its wings above her head... ?
"Little Qionghua!" The moment the bird's claws landed on her shoulder, Jiang Hexue couldn't help but laugh at the weight, which was much heavier than she remembered. "Why are you getting as fat as a pigeon?"
Little Qionghua turned her head and glared at her with her dark eyes: "Welcome home! Rogue, rogue!"
Xue Lan and Xue Zhu, who had been following the two, couldn't help laughing.
"You actually said that." Shen Qingchen raised his eyebrows slightly and touched its head with his fingertips.
"Before I left, I asked Gan Le to come and see Xiao Qionghua at any time. She must have taught me this... Hey!" Jiang Hexue was halfway through explaining when he was hit on the ankle again.
She was caught off guard and staggered. Fortunately, Shen Qingchen was quick to pull her aside and prevented her from falling.
"Little He He!" Jiang Hexue lowered her eyes in amusement, looking at the little He He rubbing against their feet, and bent down. "Come, come, let mother hug you. I've never been partial to you."
After holding it like this, she realized that little He He was much heavier than before. She even found it a little difficult to hold him: "He has really grown into a big puppy."
Xiao He He arched her arm, then stretched her head to look at Shen Qingchen, who understood and said softly, "Let me do it."
"I used anti-allergic medicine this morning, and I'm fine." Seeing her hesitation, he explained and then brought Xiao He He over.
"Do you miss daddy and mommy very much?" Jiang Hexue asked teasingly with his eyes curved.
Little He He rubbed against the two people proudly, with its long and fluffy tail standing up and swaying like a blooming white chrysanthemum; Little Qionghua tilted its head, looked at one and then the other, then spread its wings and shouted "Welcome home".
Shen Qingchen couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips and lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Hexue.
The sunlight in the early autumn afternoon was bright and warm, falling on her hair which was slightly messy from the bumpy journey, showing a warm and cozy golden color.
His wife, with her eyes curved and her smile bright, said sweetly amid the bustle of the courtyard, "Husband, it's so wonderful to be home."
Amidst the noisy and slightly rapid heartbeat, Shen Qingchen heard himself speak: "I feel so too."
Then, he recalled what she had said to him in the carriage. He looked away uncomfortably, trying hard to suppress the burning sensation in his ears, and spoke awkwardly but sincerely.
"Maybe it's because you're here, it's home."
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The author has something to say: The main story will probably be finished the day after tomorrow. I have thought of three extra chapters so far, which I will post below. If you guys want to see any, please leave a message for me. I will write it if I feel like it [let me check it out]
1. Daily life after marriage, about 234 chapters
2. When one person turns into a cat (two people change separately), it should be a few short chapters to satisfy the furry thoughts.
3. If we return to our youth, but Qiong Qiong carries the memories of marriage (probably the bad woman madly teases the innocent and old-fashioned young man [shy]) this will be longer
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