"If you tell me this news, aunt, your emotions may fluctuate greatly... Just promise me that you will stay calm, and I will tell you later."

Ling Qianyi said seriously.

Qin Ye paused.

What he meant was...

Could it be that Zong Zhengchen really encountered an accident...

Thinking of this, my heart sank suddenly, and I felt like I was falling into an ice cellar.

"You are such a naughty boy!" Concubine Tong immediately twisted his ears, "Aren't you saying this to scare Xiaoye? She just gave birth, and you are still making such a fuss!"

“Ah, it hurts…”

"Xiao Ye, don't listen to his nonsense. This morning, the palace sent the latest military report. Chen'er won the battle and has returned triumphantly. He will arrive in the imperial capital soon!"

"!"

Qin Ye's pupils shrank sharply.

My heart, which had just sunk to the bottom, suddenly bounced back up.

The emotions fluctuated violently between two extremes, just like riding a takeoff and landing, from extreme sorrow to extreme joy.

"He...he is on his way back? Really?" she asked in disbelief.

"Would I lie to you?" Concubine Tong took out the letter from her sleeve and said, "Read it for yourself!"

Qin Ye opened it hurriedly.

It’s true!

That’s right!

Zong Zhengchen is back!

But……

Why did Zong Zhengli lie to her and tell her that Prince Chen had died in battle? What was his purpose? Did he want her to give up and leave Zong Zhengchen to follow him?

No matter what Zong Zhengli's purpose is, she will be with Zong Zhengchen in life and death.

Ling Qianyi covered his ears and pouted with great grievance:

"Aunt Tong, why are you pulling me? I'm just worried that my aunt will be too excited and affect her health."

"Don't you think that if she's in a better mood, her body will recover faster?"

"I never thought..."

"I'll beat you to death next time you act naughty."

“…”

Qin Ye looked at the contents in his heart, and suddenly he burst into tears of joy, with tears falling down his face.

When everyone saw it, they immediately got flustered:

"Princess, you can't cry!"

"You have to take good care of yourself for the next month, otherwise you will get postpartum sickness. Don't cry!"

Qin Ye was so happy.

I really can't help feeling this way.

In the blink of an eye, Zong Zhengchen had been gone for more than two months. During these nearly seventy days and nights, she had not slept well and even dreamed of him every night.

She is not dreaming now.

He is back!

Really back!

Concubine Tong handed her sister to Yunying, took out a handkerchief, sat on the edge of the bed, and wiped the tears from Qin Ye's face.

He advised, "Why are you crying, kid? Two daughters were born, and Chen'er is back. It's a double happiness, so we should celebrate."

“Yes, yes…”

Qin Ye covered his mouth with his hands in excitement, tears falling uncontrollably.

"I'm not crying, I'm happy...very happy...the children are going to see their father..."

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, trying hard to hold back her sobs:

"Housekeeper, hurry up and tidy up the palace. Don't be careless at all and prepare to welcome the palace's triumphant return."

"Why!"

The old butler responded loudly, full of energy, and went to do it immediately.

Soon, the kitchen delivered nutritious confinement meals, all of which were made from the best ingredients. They could replenish the mother's blood and nutrition in the shortest possible time and help the body recover.

Qin Ye held a bowl of crucian carp soup and took two sips.

Rich but not greasy.

Before I had finished half of my drink, I heard my sister crying intermittently. The wet nurse was feeding her, but it seemed that she was not able to comfort her and she was still crying.

She worries:

"Hold me here and let me feed you."

There was a rustling sound coming from behind the screen.

The nurse quickly put on her clothes, held the crying sister in her arms, and came forward, kneeling down and saying:

"Princess, please forgive me. The second young lady has been crying non-stop. I have already fed her, but she still keeps crying..."

Qin Ye put down the bowl.

"Give it to me."

The child had been in her belly for more than nine months and suddenly left the mother's body, which was the time when she felt most insecure.