Chapter 684: Any Last Words
The convoy is fully equipped with personnel. In addition to the midwife, the wet nurse is also indispensable.
When Hu Xiner slowly woke up, the snow outside had not stopped yet. She was in confinement and could not be exposed to the wind, so she was tightly covered by the house, but the sound of falling snow could still be heard from the movement of the tiles.
The rustling sound of the snow made her mood strangely calm.
Mu Qing was extremely surprised to see that she woke up, so he put down the little ball in his hand, helped Hu Xiner up and fed her water.
"The smell in the room is so bad." Hu Xin'er wrinkled her nose after recovering from her shock. "Why don't you go out first?"
Mu Qing said softly, "How can I let you stay in the room alone?"
Originally, Yin Li and Zhao Yunxuan also wanted to take care of her inside, but they were kicked out by him.
He had fought hard to get this spot.
Hu Xiner also knew that she couldn't do anything about him, so she stopped talking and just drank the medicine quietly. She didn't have much energy to speak at this time.
Then the couple teased the child for a while. Although they said they were teasing, the little kid actually ignored them and fell asleep in a short while.
The two adults gathered around the little dumpling and enjoyed themselves very much.
Although the little dumpling still looked like a wrinkled little monkey, Mu Qing insisted that he looked like Hu Xin'er, which earned him a big eye roll from Hu Xin'er.
Not long after, Hu Xiner became exhausted again and fell asleep.
Because they had repelled the prince's men on a snowy night, they would probably not dare to act rashly in the short term, and the biggest crisis on this journey was resolved.
When the snow melted, Hu Xiner's body had recovered a lot, but she still couldn't see the wind. However, the team was ready to continue their journey.
Everyone knows the helplessness of this - although everyone can understand Hu Xiner's hardships and the difficulty of taking care of Xiaotuanzi, there is the emperor's urging in front and the Zhou family's assassination at any time behind.
It is safer and more reliable to return to the capital as soon as possible than to stay where you are to rest.
Mu Qing was still taking care of Hu Xiner in the carriage. At the beginning, Hu Xiner was a little embarrassed. It was not because she was afraid of being seen naked, but because women always have some lochia after giving birth, and the smell is not pleasant.
She also wanted to let the maid take care of her, but Mu Qing refused, insisting that he would only feel at ease if she took care of her personally.
"Even if I don't come to take care of you, I still have to watch over you every day." Mu Qing stretched out a hand and flicked her forehead. "You are so careless. How can anyone rest assured about you?"
The first half of the sentence made Hu Xin'er feel sweet, but the second half made her widen her eyes: "What are you talking about? If I were careless, how could little Dumpling grow so strong?"
Mu Qing laughed: "Okay, then let it be a way to comfort my longing for you."
Hu Xin'er complained, "You really don't have any inhibitions in front of the children!"
"Little Dumpling doesn't understand again." Mu Qing didn't care.
What he said was indeed the truth. The current situation made him feel uneasy at all. He was afraid that if he was not careful, Hu Xiner would be ambushed by the prince. After all, the prince always used vicious means.
The maid handed him a note, he unfolded it and found that it was signed by Jiang Yao.
"My aunt has learned about my mother's death and is now in Qingzhou City. She will be able to meet us in a few days." After reading the note, he was cheered up at first, but then a trace of loneliness unconsciously appeared between his brows.
When Jiang Yao left, she must have thought that they could take good care of Lu's mother, but she didn't expect that when she returned, she had lost her dearest sister.
Her pain was no less than anyone else's, and she even didn't get to see Mother Lu for the last time because she left in a hurry.
Mu Qing felt ashamed to face Jiang Yao because he felt that he had failed to protect his mother.
He felt very uncomfortable when he thought that Jiang Ning had poisoned Lu's mother right under their noses while she was lying on the sickbed.
Hu Xin'er was thinking about something else: "When my aunt comes back and finds out that Jiang Ning killed my mother, then she..."
In Lu's mother's suicide note, she once said that Jiang Ning was very likely Jiang Yao's long-lost son.
In other words, he has been disguising himself as a woman for so many years, serving under the prince and acting as his own!
The biggest regret in Jiang Yao's life, apart from her mother Lu, is her long-lost son.
If she knew that it was her own son who killed her dearest sister, she wondered if she could bear it.
The couple exchanged a glance, and Mu Qing pondered, "Let's not tell her about this for now. Auntie has become extreme and impulsive due to what she's experienced over the years. If she continues to suffer setbacks, what if she follows in her mother's footsteps? What will we do then?"
This is not impossible. After all, Lu's mother suffered a mental breakdown first, and Mu Qing suffered a blow and fell into a coma and refused to wake up. There may be some factors in their family genes that make them prone to collapse.
If Jiang Ning cannot withstand such a blow, he will become Lu's mother at best, and Liu Se at worst.
No matter which situation it is, the Lu family cannot afford it.
They can't afford to lose any more loved ones.
Although this may be a bit unfair to Jiang Yao, after all, Jiang Ning is the biological son she has been looking for.
On the day Jiang Yao arrived at the convoy, a little snow fell from the sky again, and snowflakes dotted her hair. She was still wearing a dark green dress, and the vines on the hem of her skirt were winding up like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, but the vines were covered with small white flowers.
She looked much more haggard than before. Running around day and night had almost worn her out. Even her lips had lost their color.
"Where's my sister?" she asked, her voice hoarse from not sleeping for several nights.
Taoist Master Yiqing stood beside her and put a thin gray cloak on her.
Lu Yunjue got off the carriage and handed her the urn in his arms.
Jiang Yao carefully reached out to take it, and the two completed the handover in silence.
Her hands were shaking, and she couldn't believe that her sister had turned to ashes.
She really wanted to ask how this could happen. Why did her sister disappear after she went out?
Why couldn't they protect her sister? Or was this just a ridiculous joke or a deception with a deep meaning, and her sister was just hidden somewhere and temporarily unable to show up for some reason.
But after all, Jiang Yao is no longer the little girl who only asks questions when encountering problems.
She held the urn tightly in her arms, opened the lid calmly and took a look inside. Her dry eyes seemed unable to shed tears. She tightened her jaw and used all her strength to ask calmly, "Does my sister have any last words?"
Lu Yunjue wanted to say that there was a letter, but when he thought of the last content of the letter, he remained silent.
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