Chapter 925: The more confusing it is, the more dangerous Fuso is
That night, everyone did not sleep well, but Song Jiuyuan and Jiang Wan rested very well.
A newly married man doesn't know the marrow of food, so Jiang Wan lets him do what he wants, fortunately giving him some space.
When they came out to have breakfast refreshed, the Xu family and Jiang Shaowen were already ready to go.
Everyone still had breakfast together. After breakfast, Jiang Wan personally sent them to the city gate.
"Wanwan, take care of yourself."
Mrs. Xu hugged Jiang Wan tightly and patted her shoulder reluctantly.
Jiang Wan's eyes rarely teared up. The warmth her uncle and aunt gave her was incomparable to ordinary people.
That's why she was so reluctant.
"Don't worry, aunt. I will write to you."
Jiang Wan watched her get on the carriage. Song Jiuyuan held her hand and waved goodbye to General Xu and Xu Aluan.
This time when they returned to Beijing, Jiang Shaowen and his companions traveled with General Xu and his companions. Seeing that Jiang Wan was reluctant to leave, Jiang Shaowen's eyes were also filled with reluctance when he looked at her.
But he didn't know how to express it, so he opened his mouth and stammered.
"Wanwan, Dad is gone."
"Well, have a nice trip."
Facing them, the sadness in Jiang Wan's eyes faded away, and instead she looked a little indifferent.
"Sister, you have to come to Kyoto to play with Ping An."
Ping An was too young to understand these things, he just waved to Jiang Wan innocently and admiringly.
"Well, listen to your parents on the road and don't run around."
Jiang Wan's tone became a little gentler, and Tao Niang said dryly, "Princess, take care of yourself."
"Um."
Jiang Wan nodded slightly, and the car drove slowly away from Jiuzhou City. From a distance, Jiang Wan saw General Xu on his horse waving to her.
"Goodbye, uncle!"
Jiang Wan sighed helplessly. Their identities were quite special after all. Song Jiuyuan was the God of War.
But General Xu is a general, and the opportunities to meet them in the future will be few and far between. If they are too close, it will attract the attention of the court.
Sometimes, life is really difficult.
After seeing them off, Qiu Niang led the servants of the Jiang Mansion to retreat and sent them all to Jiang Wan's courtyard in the palace.
Siwanyuan.
This is a name specially chosen by Song Jiuyuan, and the meaning is self-evident.
The first thing Jiang Wan did after returning to the palace was to go see Fusang for a follow-up visit. During the day she was away, it was Muxiang who took care of her.
Seeing her come back, Mu Xiang felt as if she had been pardoned, she lowered her voice and said, "Master, you don't know.
The two of them didn't talk much the whole day, and Fusang lay there in sorrow, looking completely listless. "
"I understand. You go ahead and do your work."
When Jiang Wan entered the room, Song Jiuyuan and the emperor were discussing official business. She saw Fusang lying on the couch at a glance.
Fuso stared straight at a bunch of plum blossoms on the table next to him, his eyes were dull, as if he had lost his soul.
"How does the wound feel?"
Jiang Wan sat naturally beside the couch and skillfully lifted the coat on her back to check the wound.
"Thank you, sister. I feel much better now."
Fusang withdrew his gaze, his voice very soft and slightly hoarse.
Jiang Wan frowned and felt her pulse. "Fusang, depression in your heart is not conducive to the recovery of your wound."
"elder sister."
Fusang's sad eyes fell on Jiang Wan's face, "If your enemy harms your loved ones.
He still holds the lives of your other relatives in his hands, will you still work for him?"
"That depends on what it is."
Jiang Wan didn't expect Fusang to say this to her. It was obvious that she trusted her.
She said in a low voice, "If it is against the will of heaven and earth, it is best not to do it."
"What about her relatives?"
Fusang murmured something, tears rolling down her eyes, no longer having the innocence she had when they first met.
"The one who knows her best is always his enemy. She can cooperate with that person's mortal enemy."
Jiang Wan was both giving Fusang advice and reminding her not to lose her original intention.
If she didn't say anything, they really wouldn't know where to start.
"Thank you, sister. I will think about it carefully."
Fuso nodded slightly and smiled, no longer as distant as before.
While adjusting the prescription for her, the emperor just happened to come in.
Song Jiuyuan didn't come, probably because he was handling official business. The emperor nodded slightly to Jiang Wan.
"Sister, how is she?"
"It's recovering pretty well."
Jiang Wan did not hide it from him, "But you still need to be patient and rest for a few days."
"Will hurrying affect the wound?"
The emperor has been in Jiuzhou for quite some time. Although Mr. Chu is the regent, the country cannot be without a ruler for a day.
He has to hurry back.
"If you are leaving in the near future, there will be some. You can go slower."
Jiang Wan's eyes fell on Fusang. She lowered her eyes slightly, not knowing what she was thinking.
"I see."
The emperor glanced at Fusang deeply. Jiang Wan did not disturb them and simply left.
After going out, she gave the adjusted prescription to Muxiang and went back to her room to meditate.
All the materials needed were available in the space, and Jiang Wan spent three days to research the required incense powder.
As soon as I got out of the customs, I learned that the emperor was returning to Beijing.
Song Jiuyuan explained gently: "Fusang and the emperor confessed part of the secret.
Their relationship has been pretty good these past two days, and now that her wounds have recovered a lot, they plan to set off."
"Did you find out anything?"
Jiang Wan remembered that Song Jiuyuan had also sent people to investigate Fusang's identity. With his ability, he should have been able to detect something.
"Fusang's public identity is fake. From the accent, he sounds like someone from Jiangnan. I have sent people to Jiangnan to investigate, but it's not that fast."
Song Jiuyuan's eyes sank slightly. The more confusing it was, the more dangerous Fuso was.
But the emperor insisted on keeping Fuso with him.
"Don't worry, I will remind Xiao Ba to be more careful."
Song Jiuyuan seemed to see Jiang Wan's worry, and comforted her in a gentle tone, and they walked towards the guest house.
The emperor was leaving, and Song Qing and Madam Song could no longer pretend to be ignorant, so they naturally followed them to see them off.
In the guest house, the emperor came out of the house carrying Fusang on his back, and you could see that his ears were slightly red.
After putting the person on the carriage, he said to everyone, "You don't have to see me off. Keep a low profile."
He was traveling incognito this time, so naturally he didn't want to attract too much attention.
"Bon Voyage."
Jiang Wan smiled slightly, Fusang lifted the curtain of the carriage, glanced at them with complicated eyes, and then lay back in the carriage.
The emperor brought doctors with him, and Fuso's injuries have recovered a lot, so they can handle it.
Watching the carriage leave the palace, Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief, "He finally left."
Every failure makes one wiser. Song Qing became more or less wary of the royal family.
"Be careful, the walls have ears."
Mrs. Song pinched Song Qing in annoyance, and the couple smiled at each other.
"Mom, I've come up with a new idea recently. I'll have Qiu Niang send it to you later. You should try it carefully."
Jiang Wan held Mrs. Song's arm. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law had a very good relationship, and Mrs. Song's face was full of surprise.
"Your work must be excellent. Spring is here, and it's just the right time to hold a party."
She has to promote the perfume to her daughter-in-law.
Just as they were talking about returning to the palace, Jiang Wan caught a glimpse of Gan Ze walking back quickly.
Behind him, there was a cute little girl chasing him.
"Master Gan, wait for me."
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