"Can't I go and ask about farming?"
"No, the fields are dirty and dangerous. You're so full now, so you'd better not join in the fun."
"Okay, then I'm going to the teahouse to listen to the opera. I'll take your carriage. You can pick me up when I come back, okay?"
"good."
The carriage suddenly stopped before it reached the teahouse.
“It’s an assassin—!”
“Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor!!”
Then there was a sound of fighting. Tu Qingyu wanted to lift the curtain to see the scene outside, but was stopped by the prince.
"It's a mess outside, don't look."
Apart from being a little surprised at the beginning, he was very calm the rest of the time.
"Did Your Highness know that there would be an assassin?"
"Yes, but I thought they would take action after arriving at the farm. I didn't expect them to be so impatient." He looked at Tu Qingyu.
Maybe he got the news that his pregnant wife was also in the car, and he wanted to prevent any future trouble.
"Then, then His Majesty..."
"Don't worry, he has received the news a long time ago. He won't put himself in such danger."
She curled her lips, "Your Highness shouldn't be in this kind of danger."
"It's okay, I'm sure." The only exception was bringing Tu Qingyu with him.
He didn't want to bring it with him at first, but then he thought about it and was afraid that they would arrange two people.
He could arrange someone to protect Tu Qingyu, but since he was not by her side, he was always worried that she would be frightened.
So even if those people didn't assassinate him in advance, he would find an excuse to bring them with him.
Dabao: "Young Master, there are archers on the roof opposite."
Tu Qingyu: "Didn't the prince's men go up to deal with it?"
Dabao: "We're working on it, but there's one person who's obviously very powerful. He's very good at hiding, so he must be a gifted person in this area."
Tu Qingyu: "Tell me when he's about to move."
The sounds of fighting outside were getting quieter and quieter. When it was almost over, Dabao suddenly said, "Little Master, he's moving."
Tu Qingyu's first reaction when he heard the sound was to knock Jiang Jingchuan to the ground.
“Bang—bang—bang—!!”
Three arrows were shot in succession, one of which just passed by Jiang Jingchuan's position, and the tip of the arrow was firmly nailed to the inner wall of the carriage.
After Jiang Jingchuan reacted, he stood up slightly and protected Tu Qingyu under him.
Tu Qingyu moved, "Your Highness..."
"Don't move!" He clamped her restless hands and hugged her in his arms again.
Then he took out a whistle from his arms and blew it gently. Tu Qingyu realized that someone had quietly entered the fighting arena.
After a while, Xiaobao said, "That man has been dealt with."
At the same time, Jiang Jingchuan also helped her up.
Only then did she understand why Jiang Jingchuan was called the son of destiny.
Why was he able to ascend the throne by force when he had no children and the old emperor wanted to depose him?
He has some abilities and is completely on a different level from his brothers who are all jumping around.
Tu Qingyu was held in his arms and comforted, "Are you scared?"
She shook her head gently, "It's okay, I didn't scare Your Highness."
"Why did you suddenly pounce on me? You're pregnant!"
Tu Qingyu looked up at him and saw that there was no doubt in his eyes, only worry.
"I've been particularly sensitive to danger since I was a child. Sometimes I get a chill down my spine, just like I did just now."
"That feeling was too strong. It told me to take His Highness and hide away."
Jiang Jingchuan's hand that was patting her back suddenly stopped.
It suddenly occurred to him that she had written about this incident in her pamphlet.
Wasn’t that what the Crown Princess’ Lotus Banquet was like?
She dodged without warning, which allowed Wang Zhaoxun to push the Crown Princess into the pond.
Tu Qingyu felt the pause in his hand and looked up in confusion: "What's wrong? Am I, am I weird?"
"Not at all." He continued filming. "How can this be strange? How many people want this ability but don't have it?"
"I was just thinking that my Yu'er is indeed a person blessed by heaven and is my husband's lucky star."
She curled her lips and smiled, looking very happy, "I'm glad I can help Your Highness."
The carriage started up again. "Your Highness, do you still want to inquire about farming?"
"No, let's go back to the palace first. There are more important things to do now."
She didn't ask any questions and just let him hold her.
When the carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, a man in black came in and handed a stack of papers to Jiang Jingchuan.
Jiang Jingchuan flipped through the book casually, and then saw the person sitting next to him with an expression that said - I'm confused, but I won't ask any more questions.
He smiled and pinched Tu Qingyu's cheek, "It's the confession of those assassins."
Tu Qingyu: ???!!!
She was really shocked. In such a short time, the confession was obtained?
These are assassins, and there are also most of his death squads.
Dabao: "I've already said it, this prince is very powerful."
Jiang Jingchuan waved the paper in his hand nonchalantly, "Want to see it?"
"No." Tu Qingyu quickly shook his head. "This is filled with densely packed words. Ever since I started practicing calligraphy with His Highness, I feel dizzy and dizzy whenever I see words."
That's just the way it is.
Moreover, she always told herself that no matter how much this man showed love for her, she should not get carried away.
After all, he is an ancient prince and will become a monarch in the future.
The human heart is the most unpredictable.
When I love you, I think you are cute and smart. When I don’t love you anymore, all your cuteness and intelligence will turn into suspicion.
Jiang Jingchuan hugged her and laughed, "Is it that serious?"
"That's not the case, so..."
"No, I still have to practice my handwriting. Otherwise, when my children are born and start learning to read, they will see that their mother's handwriting is like this. If they still refuse to study hard, who will I turn to?"
"No, babies will be very sensible."
"Yeah, babies are sensible. You should also work hard."
Tu Qingyu was a little discouraged, and just at this moment the carriage stopped.
Jiang Jingchuan carried her all the way back to Ruiyun Hall, and then took the confession to the main hall.
For the next two days, he was very busy, going out early and coming back late, and Tu Qingyu occasionally brought him soup.
One time when I came back, I saw her dozing off in a chair. I felt so distressed that I immediately kissed and hugged her.
"Don't wait for me anymore. I've been very busy lately. Go to bed early."
"But……"
"If you don't sleep, the baby still needs to sleep."
"All right."
A few days later, the assassination finally came to fruition.
The four princes were stripped of their titles and confined to the prince's palace for life.
The old emperor had no mood to go on tour anymore. He had deposed four princes and his health was getting worse.
When they were almost fully grown, they packed up and returned to Beijing.
It was already late autumn when he returned to the capital. Tu Qingyu looked out the long window at the yellowing leaves outside and sighed.
"Time flies by so fast."
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