Getting angry.
"Hiss..." She exerted force with her hand and forgot that there was an embroidery needle stuck in the fabric. The tip of the needle pierced straight into Yun Qianmeng's fingertip, and a drop of blood suddenly appeared on the tender fingertip.
"Princess." Qiao Ying saw Yun Qianmeng's pained expression and hurriedly stood up and walked to her side. She grabbed a handkerchief and pressed it against her injured fingertip. She said with a guilty look on her face, "It's all my fault for talking too much. Otherwise, Princess wouldn't have to worry about this."
Yun Qianmeng took the injured finger into her mouth and took it out only after the pain subsided. She lowered her head and looked at her slightly white finger. She whispered, "If you don't tell me, I'll be even more worried. Okay, you can go out now. Come back and report as soon as you have any news."
"Yes, Princess." Qiao Ying looked at Yun Qianmeng's solemn expression again, but quietly retreated.
Until she was the only one left in the warm room, Yun Qianmeng slowly stood up, supporting her lower back, slowly walked to the window, and pushed open the wooden window with one hand. A cool breath instantly poured into the warm room, dispersing the warmth inside and cheering people up.
Yun Qianmeng stood silently by the window, calmly gazing at the heavy snow falling from the sky. However, her emotions were fluctuating, constantly being pulled by one person...
At this time, the land of Western Chu was covered with heavy snow, corpses were everywhere, and people were displaced. Disaster victims who had left their homes and were fleeing everywhere could be seen. However, the war between King Chen and King Chu was still going on, and both sides refused to give in and would fight to the death.
Now, both sides have moved their main forces to the outskirts of the capital, and the two armies have been in a standoff for a long time.
Hundreds of thousands of Chen Wang's troops blocked the city gates to prevent the attack of Chu Wang's troops.
However, the Chu King's army only guarded the periphery of the Chen King's army. Apart from some minor frictions between the two armies, the Chu King's army did not make any major moves. It seemed that they were afraid of the people in the capital who were controlled by the Chen King.
"General Xuanwu, how is the matter going?" Jiang Muchen stood on the city wall, looking at the confrontation between the two armies from afar, his face cold and solemn, his voice cold and gloomy.
"Your Majesty, I am incompetent and have been unable to locate the Dowager Concubine." General Xuanwu knelt on one knee before Emperor Dexi, a look of shame on his face. If the Prince of Chu had not held Dowager Concubine Yuande in his hands, His Majesty would have annihilated his army long ago. Why would he be so restrained?
"Get up. Chu Feiyang has always been cautious in doing things. How could it be so easy for us to find him? Come closer." Jiang Muchen did not get angry. He coldly asked all the generals around him to come closer and whispered everything to them.
After he finished speaking, Jiang Muchen returned to the city. Seeing the snow-covered outside, Jiang Muchen's mood became even colder. He asked in a cold voice, "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Your Majesty." Everyone said in unison and then left the city wall.
Chu Feiyang, do you think that if you hide Meng'er in Prince Qi Jingyuan's mansion, I will be helpless?
This time, I will make sure you never return, and then I will lead my troops north, and Meng'er will still be mine.
Xi Lin walked quickly into the tent and reported, "Your Highness, Prince Chen has finally made a move."
Jiang Muchen's order had just been issued when Chu Feiyang had already received the news.
"Finally, the action is taking place. We have been stationed near the outskirts of Beijing for so many days, and the swords in our hands are almost rusted. We are afraid that King Chen's sword will not be unsheathed. Now he has come to our door on his own initiative, so we must fight a good battle and win it." Du Ronghui and several other generals have already been rubbing their hands, waiting for a big battle.
"Yes, Your Highness, we have finally forced Prince Chen out of the capital. We cannot let go of such a good opportunity." Meng Tao, who has always been introverted and calm, was also excited when he received the news.
"Fei Yang, what do you think about this?" The old man is still cunning. Compared with the excitement of several young generals, Chu Nanshan is steady. He just raised his eyes to look at Chu Feiyang and asked his grandson's opinion.
After being reminded by Chu Nanshan, everyone shut up, and the happiness on their faces disappeared, waiting patiently for Chu Feiyang's final order.
Chu Feiyang kept looking down at all the roads near the capital. He was suspicious of Jiang Muchen's sudden decision. "Everyone has been on high alert these days, especially the night patrol guards. They can't be careless at all. Since Prince Chen dared to release the news, he must have made every possible preparation. I'm afraid this news is just a cover to deliberately attract our attention and keep the Chu army on edge all day. When we are all tired, that will be the time for Jiang Muchen to really take action."
Having said that, Chu Feiyang paused for a moment, and after everyone had digested the meaning of his words, he spoke again, "Let's take precautions before it happens. Let the soldiers cheer up and patrol well."
"At the same time, we can't be led by King Chen by the nose. We can't stop just because he holds the lives of all the people in the capital. Only by taking the initiative can we win in one fell swoop." Chu Nanshan continued, his shrewd look convinced everyone in the tent.
Chu Feiyang also nodded, looking up at Chu Nanshan with a solemn and serious look in his eyes, "Grandpa is right. Everyone, come closer, let's review our deployment."
For several days, the two armies lived in peace, but the oppressive atmosphere in the air made people dare not breathe.
The heavy snow for several days had already reached people's knees. Except for the soldiers on patrol, the rest of the people retreated back to the tents after morning drills, simply because it was too cold outside with all the ice and snow.
Jiang Muchen wore a bright yellow cloak on his shoulders, and a five-clawed golden dragon robe inside the cloak. He led a group of generals onto the city wall and looked at the snow-covered world in front of them. In the distance, there were few people guarding or patrolling the King of Chu's military camp. A sneer appeared in Jiang Muchen's eyes, and he nodded slightly to Ning Feng behind him.
Ning Feng saw his master's determination, a look of embarrassment flashed across his eyes, and he dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, you are worth millions of gold, how can you..."
With his arm raised, Jiang Muchen stopped Ning Feng's words of dissuasion. He half-closed his eyes, staring at the brightly colored flag of the Chu King Army in the distance, and said coldly, "No need to say anything more. Everything will proceed according to plan."
Ning Feng swallowed the words helplessly and could only nod in agreement.
As night falls, under the illumination of lights, the heavy snow looks unusually beautiful, slowly drifting to the ground with an enchanting beauty.
Under the cover of night, shadows swiftly emerged from the side door of the city wall and rushed towards the camp of the King of Chu's army...
At one o'clock in the morning, a huge fire suddenly broke out in the Chu King's camp. The flames illuminated the entire night sky, which was so strange that it made people tremble.
The soldiers who had already rested in the Chu King's camp were awakened by the thick smoke outside the tents. They ran out of their tents in panic without even getting dressed.
However, the shadows hiding in the snow pile nearby, when they saw these fleeing soldiers, sneaked up behind them and started assassinating them before they could figure out what was going on.
The hot blood sprayed on the cold snow, melting the snow, but then solidified into blood clots in an instant.
For a moment, a wailing sound was heard in the Chu King’s military camp. The figures of fleeing soldiers and assassins who attacked in secret were suddenly reflected on the white snow. At this time, the Chu King’s military camp was like a purgatory on earth, which made people feel terrified.
At this moment, the sound of war drums suddenly rang out from the city wall. The deafening sound of iron cavalry rushed towards the Chu King's army camp accompanied by the sound of war drums. For a moment, the heaven and earth shook, and people and ghosts were terrified.
And the one rushing in the front of Chen Wang's army was Jiang Muchen in golden armor. He was seen holding the reins tightly in one hand and holding high his sword in the other, running in the front of all Chen Wang's army. His eyes were looking into the darkness with a cold and bloodthirsty light. If anyone dared to block his way, he would swing the sword down mercilessly.
The tens of thousands of people in the front attacked the King of Chu's camp in an instant. Jiang Muchen swung the long sword in his hand, and no one knew how many soldiers of the King of Chu's army were killed.
However, Jiang Muchen was very dissatisfied with this result. He scanned the entire Chu King's camp with cold eyes, looking for Chu Feiyang's figure, and vowed in his heart that he would find Chu Feiyang and kill him.
"Charge... Kill..." When Jiang Muchen was looking for Chu Feiyang, he saw a large number of neatly dressed Chu soldiers holding long swords pouring into another entrance of the Chu King's camp. Chu Feiyang sat upright on his horse, looking solemnly at Jiang Muchen who was busy looking for him not far away. His wrist moved slightly, and the long sword in his hand flashed a cold silver light in the dark night.
Hearing the sound of the powerful charge, all the soldiers in Prince Chen's army paused for a moment, and looking at Prince Chu's army that had surrounded them, they realized that this was a trap.
However, the astonishment on everyone's faces only lasted for a brief moment. They thought that there were hundreds of thousands of Chen Wang's troops behind them, and they just had to protect the emperor.
When Jiang Muchen realized that he had been deceived by Chu Feiyang, the cold look in his eyes suddenly turned into anger, and he swung the sword in his hand faster and more fiercely...
At this moment, a silver light fell into the corner of Jiang Muchen's eyes...
Amidst the chaotic sounds of killing, Jiang Muchen suddenly felt a bone-chilling gust of wind rushing towards him from his left. He instantly lay down and dodged the opponent's sword.
"Clang" The helmet was knocked off by the sword, and the golden helmet rolled on the snow and was buried deep in the white snow.
"Chu Feiyang, it really is you." Jiang Muchen stood up and growled with gritted teeth.
The long sword in his hand was instantly placed in front of him, blocking Chu Feiyang's thrust. Jiang Muchen changed from defense to offense, and slashed towards Chu Feiyang's neck with the sharp sword.
Chu Feiyang parried Jiang Muchen's attack with his backhand, a cold smile crossing his face. He exerted force with his left hand, which was tightly gripping the reins. The horse, as if it had read its master's mind, was actually bullying Jiang Muchen's mount with its nose snorting hot air, forcing it to retreat step by step.
Jiang Muchen's body gradually became unstable as the horse he was riding kept moving backwards, and for a while he was at a disadvantage in the fight.
When he saw Chu Feiyang's mount bullying his own mount, he stabbed Chu Feiyang's horse with the sword without thinking.
How could Chu Feiyang let Jiang Muchen kill his warhorse? He moved his sword-holding wrist slightly, drawing a silver arc in the firelight, instantly blocking the direction of Jiang Muchen's attack.
Taking advantage of Chu Feiyang's distraction, Jiang Muchen suddenly jumped up from his horse, gripping the hilt of his sword with both hands, and chopped down at Chu Feiyang's head with all his strength...
At the critical moment, Chu Feiyang immediately retracted his sword and raised it high above his head...
Unexpectedly, Chu Feiyang's sword was cut into two pieces by Jiang Muchen...
Prince's Palace of Northern Qi.
"Fei Yang..." Yun Qianmeng suddenly had a nightmare. She dreamed that Chu Feiyang was lying in the snow, covered in blood.
Yun Qianmeng sat up suddenly, breathing heavily, his forehead covered in cold sweat from the nightmare.
Yun Qianmeng felt a slight tingling sensation in her abdomen. She knew that it must be because she had gotten up too quickly, and her mood was too volatile, which made the child feel uneasy.
Gently caressing her belly with both hands, Yun Qianmeng looked down at her bulging belly. Her eyes had turned from fear to love and pity. She whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, baby. Mother just had a nightmare."
I thought that by comforting the baby in this way, the fetal movement would stop.
But the more Yun Qianmeng talked, the more frequent the fetal movements became. At this moment, something seemed to flow out of her lower body. Yun Qianmeng's heart sank instantly. She endured the pain and shouted to the door: "Qiao Ying..."
The sound of a door being pushed open reached the warm room, and Qiao Ying walked in quickly, candlestick in hand.
Unexpectedly, I saw Yun Qianmeng sitting on the head of the bed with her brows furrowed and sweating profusely. Her face, which had finally turned a little rosy, turned as pale as paper again.
Seeing the pain and discomfort in Yun Qianmeng's expression, Qiao Ying placed the candlestick on the round table and immediately came to Yun Qianmeng's side. He gently placed his right hand on Yun Qianmeng's abdomen, but found that the fetus was moving violently. Qiao Ying's heart tightened and he hurriedly shouted, "Help, hurry up, the princess is about to give birth..."
The midwives and maids living in the courtyard all stood up and rushed to the warm room. Several midwives helped Yun Qianmeng lie down, reached out and touched Yun Qianmeng's belly, and said seriously: "The birth is about to begin. Hurry and prepare some cloth and hot water. Quick."
All of a sudden, all the maids and servants became busy, and the originally dark southern courtyard was suddenly lit up by candlelight as bright as day.
Qiao Ying stayed by Yun Qianmeng's bedside and refused to leave, with anxiety and worry evident in her eyes.
Rong Rong rushed over after hearing the news and asked the midwife some questions about Yun Qianmeng's delivery. However, after listening to the midwife's words, Rong Rong's brows never relaxed, and a deep worry could not help but rise in her heart.
"Crown Princess, I'm afraid the Princess of Chu is having a difficult labor..." The midwife whispered this in a low voice, a layer of sweat already beading on her forehead. The Princess of Chu had been extremely weak since arriving at the Crown Prince's residence, making a difficult labor very likely. Despite all the care they had taken over the past few days, there was still no improvement. They feared that this time, the Princess of Chu was in for a difficult labor.
Rong Rong's pretty face suddenly darkened, and she coldly ordered the midwife, "This matter must not be spread out. Not even a single word is allowed to be mentioned in front of Princess Chu. You just need to help the princess deliver the baby safely and smoothly."
After saying this, Rong Rong no longer looked at the midwife's embarrassed face. She lifted the thick door curtain and stepped into the warm room. She quickly walked to the bed and sat down quietly. Rong Rong took Yun Qianmeng's right hand, which was covered with cold sweat, and comforted her softly, "Meng'er, it's okay. All women have to go through this. I will be here with you until the baby is born. If it hurts, just scream..."
At this moment, Yun Qianmeng looked like someone who had been pulled out of the water. Her inner clothes were already soaked, and her messy black hair stuck to her cheeks, making her face look even paler.
Yun Qianmeng offered Rong Rong a faint, weak smile, but before it could blossom, she frowned again. Beads of sweat the size of beans on her forehead slid down her cheeks into her hair. After the pain subsided, Yun Qianmeng spoke in a hoarse voice, "Qiao Ying, go and find out about the prince."
"Princess, I will never leave you again." Qiao Ying was stubborn and refused to leave. The last incident had cast a shadow in Qiao Ying's heart. Although she knew that the eldest daughter of the Rong family treated the princess sincerely, the princess was weak at the moment, and Qiao Ying was still worried.
"Hurry... go..." Faced with Qiao Ying's stubbornness, Yun Qianmeng's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and she urged him through gritted teeth, her whole body trembling slightly due to the severe pain.
Rong Rong was so smart, how could she not see Qiao Ying's worry? But seeing that Yun Qianmeng was still worried about Chu Feiyang, Rong Rong felt sorry for such a strong and affectionate woman, so she assured Qiao Ying, "Go quickly, Meng'er has me here, don't worry. I'm here, Meng'er is here."
"Yes." Qiao Ying couldn't bear to see Yun Qianmeng anxious, so she could only agree. She looked at Yun Qianmeng reluctantly, then stood up and left the warm room.
As Qiao Ying stepped out of the courtyard, she saw Rong Yunhe standing outside the courtyard, looking inside with an anxious look on his face. His worry was obvious.
At this time, Rong Yunhe was only wearing a thin shirt. It was obvious that he had just received the news. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes and ran over in a hurry.
Yun Qianmeng was in danger at the moment, so Qiao Ying naturally didn't bother to exchange pleasantries with Rong Yunhe. She simply bowed to him hurriedly and prepared to continue walking out...
Unexpectedly, she had just taken two steps when she was stopped by Rong Yunhe, who looked anxious. "Qiao Ying, how is the princess? Why did she give birth so early? Was she stimulated?"
A series of questions burst out of Rong Yunhe's mouth instantly, but Qiao Ying was in no mood to answer them one by one. She just said quickly, "Master Rong, the princess is waiting for news from the prince. Could you let me go and get some information first?"
Hearing that Yun Qianmeng was holding on for her last breath just to wait for news from Chu Feiyang, Rong Yunhe immediately moved to stand by the wall, urging Qiao Ying to hurry back. He didn't even notice that his feet had already sunk into the snow beside the bluestone road. He just stood there alone, waiting for news from inside...
In the inner room, the midwife instructed the maid to place a copper basin filled with hot water on the shelf. She wrung out a clean handkerchief and walked to the bedside, saying softly, "Crown Princess, you'd better leave. The servants are here. You are a bride-to-be, but you cannot touch anything unclean."
Unexpectedly, Rong Rong took the handkerchief from the midwife's hand and gently wiped the sweat off Yun Qianmeng's face. Then she whispered to the midwife, "No need. I want to stay here with her. Besides, I'm a woman too. How can I describe such a sacred thing as childbirth as 'filthy'? If I hear such words again, I will immediately expel her from the Prince's Mansion!"
When the midwife heard that she was to be expelled from the Prince's Mansion, her face suddenly changed. She dared not say anything more and just focused on the task at hand.
As she spoke, Rong Rong firmly grasped Yun Qianmeng's hand and encouraged her, "Meng'er, you must hold on. The King of Chu will be fine. You and the child are still waiting for him to come back and pick you up. How could he bear to abandon you? You must hold on. I'm still waiting to be the child's godmother."
After she finished speaking, a layer of mist appeared in Rongrong's eyes. Thinking of what the midwife said before she entered the door, Rongrong became more and more worried, but she could only grit her teeth and hold back the tears in her eyes.
"Hmm..." A moan escaped from Yun Qianmeng's mouth. At this moment, Yun Qianmeng only felt that the fetal movements were becoming more and more frequent, gradually exceeding the range she could accept.
A midwife crawled into the quilt, keeping an eye on Yun Qianmeng's condition; another midwife sat on the inside of the bed, stroking Yun Qianmeng's belly with both hands, as if trying to help her adjust the fetal position; the third midwife tied Yun Qianmeng's hands to both sides of the headboard to prevent her from hurting herself when the pain was extreme, and stuffed a piece of cork into Yun Qianmeng's mouth, accompanying Yun Qianmeng together with Rong Rong.
The night passed by very quickly yet very slowly...
For ordinary people, this night was just a sleep, but Yun Qianmeng spent this night in pain.
But the passing of this night did not end Yun Qianmeng's pain.
Five or six hours had passed, and the child was still in Yun Qianmeng's belly, with no sign of emerging.
Yun Qianmeng had already exhausted all her strength by this point, and she collapsed on the bed, clearly breathing more out than in. Her face was as pale as a transparent dewdrop...
"Hurry... hurry and give the princess some ginseng tea..." The midwife saw that Yun Qianmeng's eyes were not right and there was a hint of rolling her eyes, so she immediately shouted to the maids guarding the warm room.
Fortunately, all this had been prepared in advance. In the blink of an eye, the maid brought the warm ginseng tea.
Rong Rong and the midwife lifted Yun Qianmeng's head, brought the edge of the bowl close to her lips, and let her drink most of the bowl of ginseng tea.
Seeing Yun Qianmeng still showing no improvement after drinking half a bowl of ginseng tea, Rong Rong became anxious and sweaty, tears welling up in her eyes. She gently patted Yun Qianmeng's cheek and shouted at her...
"Princess." At this time, Qiao Ying rushed in.
Seeing Yun Qianmeng in a semi-conscious state, Qiao Ying suddenly knelt down in front of the bed and shouted loudly, "Princess, I'm back. I got news from the prince. Princess, please wake up, Princess..."
Yun Qianmeng felt as if she had just walked around in the shroud of fairy mist. Suddenly, a cry rang out in her ears, waking her up. Her elegant eyebrows knitted slightly, and Yun Qianmeng faintly opened her eyes and asked weakly, "What did you say?"
Seeing Yun Qianmeng wake up, everyone was delighted. Qiao Ying was so happy that she burst into tears and said, "I just received the news that the prince has won a great victory. Princess, the prince has won, but..."
Having said this, Qiao Ying suddenly stopped talking, somewhat hesitant to continue.
"Just what? Tell me quickly..." Yun Qianmeng was anxious. She was most worried that her nightmare would come true. Now she wished she could get up and go to the capital in person.
"It's just...it's just that the prince was seriously injured and is unconscious now." After saying this, Qiao Ying was already in tears and sobbing.
"What did you say?" Yun Qianmeng's heart suddenly jumped, and a surge of strength suddenly surged within her body...
"Princess, hurry up, the baby's head can be seen. Try harder, it's almost there, almost there..." At this time, the midwife who had been paying attention to the movements finally exclaimed with joy.
Yun Qianmeng, however, gained strength because Chu Feiyang was unconscious. She clutched the strip of cloth tightly with both hands, raised her head slightly, gritted her teeth, and mustered up the last bit of strength in her body...
"Wa wa wa..." The baby's cry reached the sky.
"It's born, it's born..."
Yun Qianmeng fell into a deep sleep amidst the cheers.
Several maids deftly wiped the sweat off Yun Qianmeng's body, changed her into dry clothes, and removed the soiled bedding. Only then did they carefully carry Yun Qianmeng, who was sleeping on the couch, onto the bed.
Rong Rong held the child who had just spoken in her arms lovingly, her heart and eyes filled with a mother's love.
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the child's tender pink lips. Seeing that the sleeping child unconsciously opened his toothless mouth, Rong Rong smiled happily and bent down to kiss the child from time to time.
"Princess Consort, it's time to feed the baby. Let me take the baby to the wet nurse." Seeing how much Rong Rong loved the child, the maid also smiled silently. However, the child had not been fed for a long time and she was afraid that he must be hungry, so she reminded him.
Rong Rong handed the child to the maids reluctantly, and repeatedly told them to take good care of the child. Then she had someone take the child away.
Then Rong Rong stood up and walked to the bed and sat down slowly. Looking at Yun Qianmeng who was sleeping soundly on the bed, she felt distressed and couldn't help but reach out to tuck the corner of the quilt for Yun Qianmeng.
At this time, Qiao Ying came in carrying the well-fed child. She carefully placed the child in the window and then whispered to Rong Rong, "Miss Rong, I'm sorry to have troubled you. I've asked the kitchen to prepare some food. You can enjoy some later."
After Qiao Ying's reminder, Rong Rong realized that it was already bright outside. It was snowing heavily the day before, but it was sunny today.
This made Rong Rong look back at the sleeping child in the window and chuckled softly, "This little guy must be a lucky star. I won't stay for dinner. I'll go back and rest for a while and come back to see Meng'er later."
Seeing that Rong Rong didn't seem to be trying to shirk her responsibility, Qiao Ying respectfully replied "yes" and then personally escorted Rong Rong out of the yard.
Enveloped in the warm sunshine, Rong Rong remembered the hard work of the past night. She was about to go back and have a good rest, but she was startled by the tall figure standing outside the yard.
"Yunhe, why are you here?" Rong Rong immediately walked forward and asked.
As soon as she approached Rong Yunhe, she realized he was only wearing a single layer of clothing. Rong Rong hurriedly untied her cloak and put it on him. At the same time, she stuffed the small heater in her hand into Rong Yunhe's frozen hands. She couldn't help but scold him lightly, "How long have you been here? It's so cold outside, and you don't even wear more clothes."
Having said that, Rong Rong hurriedly turned around and told the maid to rush to the kitchen to prepare ginger soup, and asked someone to prepare hot water for Rong Yunhe to take a bath. Her caring expression was heartwarming.
"Sister, is she out of danger?" Although Rong Yunhe heard the child's cry outside, he knew nothing about Yun Qianmeng's situation.
Seeing that Rong Yunhe was still not thinking about him at this moment, Rong Rong couldn't help but scold him, "Idiot!"
Then, Rong Rong was seen pulling up the cloak on Rong Yunhe. The brother and sister walked back while telling Rong Yunhe about Yun Qianmeng's general situation.
A group of hundreds of people, escorting a carriage, rushed from the capital of Western Chu to the north.
The team leader was Chu Feiyang's personal guard Xi Lin. Xi Lin stared at the road ahead with a solemn look in his eyes, but from time to time he turned his head with worry at the carriage behind him, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
On that day, the prince was not paying attention and was taken advantage of by King Chen. Unexpectedly, his luck was extremely bad. The sword he used for many years was cut into two pieces by King Chen at the critical moment. Fortunately, the prince reacted quickly and dodged the fatal blow.
Despite this, the sword in Prince Chen's hand slashed the prince's left shoulder all the way to his right waist. If Nie Huaiyuan had not been found in time to treat him, I'm afraid the prince would have already...
But even though he was seriously injured, the prince was still thinking about the princess. He insisted on asking to go to Northern Qi to see the princess before he passed out. It was not until the old prince agreed to his request with tears in his eyes that the prince fainted.
However, this fainting has lasted from the end of the war until now. Every time Xi Lin looks at Chu Feiyang who is still in a coma, his heart aches and he is really worried.
Seeing that the carriage was running very steadily on the snow, Xi Lin turned around with relief and continued to look at the road ahead. According to Chu Feiyang's request, he rushed to Beiqi as quickly as possible.
However, according to the date, the princess should have given birth. I wonder whether she gave birth to a little princess or a little prince for the prince.
Thinking of this, Xi Lin smiled foolishly again, and felt that the cold wind blowing across his face was so gentle and kind.
Yun Qianmeng fell seriously ill after giving birth and was ill for ten days before she gradually recovered.
But in the end, her body was injured and she felt weak all the time. Her arms couldn't even lift her own child.
Rong Rong was very anxious and hurriedly asked the imperial physician to take Yun Qianmeng's pulse and prescribe medicine. After taking the medicine for many days, Yun Qianmeng gradually regained her strength.
Today I was finally able to sit up and hold my child in my arms for the first time.
Rong Rong asked the maids to put down the supplements they had brought, and sat down beside the bed. She stretched out a finger and gently touched the child's tender face, smiling, "Meng'er, look how beautiful this child is. His eyes are as black and bright as the stars in the sky, just like yours."
Rong Rong and Chu Feiyang had not had much interaction. In the past, when they met, they would just sit separately as the king and his subjects. Therefore, her impression of Chu Feiyang was only that he was handsome, but she had no impression of his specific facial features.
Now seeing that the child's pupils were such a pure black color, and seeing that Yun Qianmeng had a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, he praised her so highly.
Yun Qianmeng lowered her head as Rong Rong spoke, looking at the little face that looked so much like Chu Feiyang. She smiled faintly and said, "This child looks a lot like Feiyang."
Rong Rong raised her eyes to glance at Yun Qianmeng's profile, only to see suppressed longing emanating from the corners of Yun Qianmeng's eyes. She softly comforted him, "Jing Yuan said that the King of Chu is on his way. You should relax and take good care of yourself. Don't let the King of Chu worry about you."
Yun Qianmeng nodded, then lowered her head and gently kissed the child's face, saying softly, "I know."
"Meng'er." Just as Yun Qianmeng finished speaking, a familiar clear voice came from outside the door.
Yun Qianmeng tightened her grip around the child slightly, a sense of nervousness welling up in her heart. However, her eyes couldn't help but instantly look towards the door covered by the curtain, as if she wanted to know whether the person standing outside was the one she worried about day and night.
But the person outside the door did not give her a chance to guess. A cool warm breeze blew into the warm room that was as warm as spring, and Yun Qianmeng was already embraced in a warm embrace.
"Meng'er, I'm back." The voice of promise rang in his ears, and Chu Feiyang found the missing half of his heart. He felt that he had no regrets in this life.
"You're back." Yun Qianmeng buried her head in Chu Feiyang's arms, choking but speaking with joy.
"Yes, I'm back! I'm back forever and will never leave you again!" Chu Feiyang's voice was hoarse and choked. After a long separation, he was able to see each other reunited alive and well. What could make Chu Feiyang more moved than this?
"It's not me, it's us!" A muffled voice came from Chu Feiyang's chest, and Yun Qianmeng reminded him meaningfully.
Chu Feiyang was so smart that he instantly understood the meaning of Yun Qianmeng's words. His eyes, full of expectation, instantly locked onto the little person who was tightly held in Yun Qianmeng's arms.
There was a little person lying in Yun Qianmeng's arms, staring at him with a pair of vivid eyes.
This made Chu Feiyang feel an indescribable excitement in his heart. He couldn't help but stretch out his hands, but he didn't know how to hold a child.
Yun Qianmeng saw him gesturing with his hands in the air for a long time, still not daring to hold his own flesh and blood in his arms. She couldn't help but chuckle, and then taught Chu Feiyang step by step. Finally, she carefully placed the child in Chu Feiyang's strong arms, and reached out to tease the child's little mouth, laughing: "Look at this little greedy cat, once someone touches her little mouth, she will open her mouth to eat."
At this moment, a warm hand lifted Yun Qianmeng's lowered face, allowing the face that haunted his dreams to appear completely before him. Chu Feiyang gently pressed his forehead against Yun Qianmeng's and said in a hoarse voice, "Meng'er, I'm hungry too!"
After he finished speaking, without waiting for Yun Qianmeng to speak, he took all the words from Yun Qianmeng's mouth into his own mouth...
On February 10, the 19th year of Yugan in Western Chu, King Chen was captured alive by King Chu.
The old Prince of Chu, Chu Nanshan, re-entered the Golden Throne Hall of the Imperial Palace with the imperial red-lettered iron certificate bestowed by his ancestor, deposed Emperor Dexi, and installed Han Che, the legitimate son of Prince Duan, as the new emperor.
On the same day of the same month of the same year, the new emperor ascended the throne, was named Qing Emperor, and changed the era name to Guangde.
In the first year of Guangde, the Qing Emperor appointed Qu Feiqing, the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Fuguo, as the empress. In the same year, he imprisoned the deposed emperor Jiang Muchen in a temple in the capital.
When Qingdi first ascended the throne, Western Chu suffered this ordeal. He issued a general amnesty, reduced taxes, and won the support of the people.
The Dongyu Kingdom, which had originally intended to take advantage of the civil unrest in Western Chu to annex it, was defeated by Qu Changqing, who captured the Dongyu Princess. After negotiations, Dongyu agreed to exchange thirteen cities for the Princess, and was also ordered by Western Chu to withdraw its troops thirty miles from the border. As soon as this exciting news spread, the people were filled with jubilation, and their support for the new emperor grew even stronger.
An ordinary carriage slowly drove along the official road. Yun Qianmeng nestled in Chu Feiyang's warm embrace, looking at the imperial edict in her hand. She smiled and said, "I never thought the Emperor would confer upon you the title of King of Chu. I'm afraid the Emperor still hopes that you will serve as an official in the court and do something practical for the people."
Chu Feiyang embraced Yun Qianmeng's gradually regained slender waist and said with a smile: "I have worked hard for the royal family for so many years. The rest of my life belongs only to my family."
Hearing this, Yun Qianmeng raised her beautiful eyes and looked into Chu Feiyang's dark yet affectionate eyes, her heart deeply moved.
He once said that he would travel the world of Western Chu with her, and now, this wish is at their feet.
Chu Feiyang smiled gently, reached out and stroked Yun Qianmeng's pale pink cheek, and said affectionately: "Meng'er, my wish in this life is to retire with you hand in hand and travel to every corner of this great country."
Qi Jingyuan, who finally saw off the family of three, could be said to have breathed a sigh of relief.
He could finally see Rong Rong the first thing he could do after returning to the Crown Prince's Mansion after finishing the official business assigned to him by his father every day;
He could finally enjoy a leisurely stroll hand in hand with Rong'er in the Prince's Mansion, no longer having to compete with Yun Qianmeng who lay in bed all day for Rong Rong;
He could finally divert Rong Rong's attention from that little kid, allowing her to concentrate on preparing for their wedding.
He finally...
In the end, Chu Feiyang's family was just an eyesore. Now that the family of three had finally been sent away, it was a great day for Qi Jingyuan to celebrate.
On May 15th of the first year of Guangde, Emperor Qing married Qu Feiqing, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Fuguo, as his empress.
Because people's livelihood had been greatly affected by the war that had occurred before, Emperor Qing advocated saving court expenses and marrying the queen in a simple way.
This move immediately won praise from both the government and the public.
However, although it was a simple wedding, it was the wedding of the emperor and empress after all, so how could it be careless?
What's more, this is the most important happy event for Western Chu after the war. Naturally, the court and the people hope that the royal family can hold it in a grand and lively manner to dispel the bad luck for Western Chu.
On the 14th, the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion welcomed several mysterious guests, which made everyone in the mansion very excited.
The people who came were none other than Yun Qianmeng and Chu Feiyang who had rushed back to the capital from Northern Qi.
The two of them appeared at the Prince of Fuguo's Mansion holding the little Chu You, who was already a hundred days old, and immediately attracted many people to come and visit.
Among these people, Chu Nanshan and Gu Lao Taijun were particularly competing for
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