"The road from the capital to the border is long. If you encounter kidnappers on the way and something happens to Meng Huaiyu, you can't blame you..." Before Xihe could finish her fierce words, she was pressed into Meng Yuchuan's arms.
His heart was burning, and he couldn't help but tighten his arms: "I know."
Xihe paused for breath, Meng Yuchuan lowered his head and kissed her eyebrows: "I know, I will definitely come back early and won't let you worry."
Xihe stared at the sincerity in his eyes for a while, then suddenly threw herself into his arms.
After breakfast, knowing the emperor's plan, Xihe and her maidservants hurriedly started preparing things for Meng Yuchuan to take him out of the capital, including medicine, daggers, bows and arrows... Before they were ready, an urgent report from the border reached the capital, and Meng Yuchuan was urgently summoned to the palace.
From early morning to late evening, he still hasn't returned.
Everyone had a feeling that a storm was about to come.
Xihe had a cold face and ordered his servants to prepare things in an orderly manner, but he remembered that according to the plot, it seemed that Bei Liao had already moved south at this time... Is this matter related to the theft of the map?
In other words, does this matter have anything to do with Prince Yu's Mansion?
Meng Yuchuan did not come back that night, but the next morning the palace sent eunuchs to deliver imperial decrees. One was the imperial decree conferring the title of Marquis on Meng Yuchuan, and the other was the decree that he would immediately set off for the border after the conferment.
The old lady fainted after hearing this, and Mrs. Lu's face turned pale. The servants looked around and talked a lot.
Xihe asked the servants to help the two old men to rest, and then he personally escorted the eunuch out of the mansion: "When will the Marquis leave the capital?"
The eunuch seemed to be caught off guard by her question and was startled for a moment before his eyes wandered. Xihe stuffed a piece of gold into his hand. The eunuch looked around and whispered, "Tomorrow morning."
Xihe smiled and leaned forward: "Thank you, eunuch."
The eunuch didn't dare to accept it and quickly moved away.
There are almost no secrets in the capital. Not long after the eunuch left, the Prime Minister's Office sent people over.
Xihe was packing her things when she saw that the person coming was Luzhu, the maidservant of the Prime Minister's wife. She was moved and started wiping away her tears without waiting for Luzhu to speak.
In short, the point is this: not long after she got married, her husband went to war. What if something happened? She didn't even have a child.
Green Plant's head was as big as a bucket, and he regretted making this trip: "Well, Madam, the Marquis is a master of military strategy, and nothing will happen. You can rest assured."
Xi He wiped her tears, "How can I not worry? On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. If I'm not careful... Woo woo woo, as expected, I'm adopted, but I'm not lovable. The Prime Minister didn't even give my husband a guard, how can I be like a prince... Forget it, what's the point of living? I'm destined to be a widow anyway, so I might as well die."
As she was about to hit the pillar, the maids quickly stopped her, and the whole room was filled with crying.
What else did Luzhu not understand? He could only promise repeatedly that he would go back and tell his wife, asking her to ask the Prime Minister to help the Marquis send a few people to protect him.
Xihe wiped her tears and said, "Thank you so much, sister Luzhu. Luwu, come with me and bring the people back."
Green plant: "..."
That night, Lu Wu brought back four masters from the Prime Minister's Mansion.
They all have bulging temples and walk silently. They are obviously martial arts masters with outstanding skills.
Xihe had discovered before returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion that there were actually martial arts masters in this world. Although they had not reached the innate level, they were still very powerful. No one knew where Prime Minister Jiang found them, but he even thoughtfully arranged two to be by the prince's side.
She deeply felt that Prime Minister Qiang was biased. They were all sons-in-law, so why didn't Meng Yuchuan have one?
So she asked for four at once.
Presumably Prime Minister Qiang was furious, Xihe couldn't help but curl his lips. This guy was counting on Meng Yuchuan to be his accomplice, yet he was so stingy. How could this be? He had to bleed!
Early the next morning, Xihe took her maid to the city gate to wait.
At dawn, a group of people came rushing out of the palace, then hurriedly stopped at the door. A man came down and strode towards her. Xihe's eyes lit up: "Meng Yuchuan!" She was hugged by him.
Meng Yuchuan hadn't slept for two days, his chin had stubble, and his clothes were wrinkled, but his eyes were bright at this moment.
Xihe touched his face lovingly, and finally softened her heart: "Fight the war with peace of mind, and leave the house to me."
Meng Yuchuan; “Yeah!”
He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.
The war horses over there were getting restless. The guards looked at the sky and shouted, "Master!"
Meng Yuchuan lowered his head and kissed her forehead, ignoring the presence of his servants: "Wait for me." He turned around, mounted his horse, and rode away.
Xihe stood at the city gate, watching the man disappear at the end of the official road for a long time.
"Miss, shall we go back?"
Luwu held her hand and Xihe nodded.
Back at the mansion, Mrs. Lu hurried over, holding the hand of the maid. Seeing no one behind her, she was startled: "Is Chuan'er gone?"
Xihe nodded.
Mrs. Lu's body swayed, and there was a sudden chaos at the entrance of the mansion.
Xihe had no time to lament. She had just achieved harmony in life with her man and now she had to face a long-distance relationship. She asked the servants to help her mother-in-law in, and asked the maid to call a doctor.
Mrs. Lu has not been in good health since the death of Marquis Meng. She has been forcing herself to take care of the household chores all these years. This time, Meng Yuchuan was urgently sent out of the capital by His Majesty, and she was so frightened that she couldn't get up from her illness.
Xihe had no choice but to take over the responsibility and start managing the entire marquisate.
Mrs. Lu occasionally woke up and heard the news. She smiled weakly and said, "Mrs. Qiang has really grown up this time."
Xihe said she didn't want to grow up. After all, how comfortable would it be to win without doing anything? Unfortunately, the Marquis' Mansion was now full of old, young, and sick people, so she had no choice but to shoulder the heavy responsibility of being the head of the family. Fortunately, she was used to doing these things in other worlds, so she could get the hang of it after a little familiarity.
But she acted so casually that she surprised the servants and the steward. Who said that the young lady was a noisy fool?
For a moment, everyone kept their heads down and did their work honestly.
After Xihe finished arranging the affairs in the mansion, he took a carriage to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The Prime Minister's wife was very happy to see her coming, but her face froze when she saw the boy tightly holding her skirt.
Xihe didn't think it was strange and patted the little guy's head: "Have you forgotten what your mother taught you?"
The little girl immediately loosened her skirt and saluted obediently to the Prime Minister's wife: "Huai Yu greets Grandmother, Grandmother, good afternoon."
The Prime Minister's wife instantly propped up her forehead with her hand, and she almost fell backwards. However, looking at her second daughter's smiling face, and then at the little boy's ignorant eyes with his head tilted up, she could only hold her breath and smile stiffly: "Well, Huaiyu, right? You're so good, get up quickly. Luzhu, go and bring some cakes to the young master."
Luzhu hurried over and brought it to the little guy, who was immediately happy.
"Thank you, grandma, and thank you, Sister Luzhu."
Then he took one and stuffed it into his mouth, then took another and ran to Xihe: "Mom, eat."
Xihe glanced at the Prime Minister's wife, who was green-faced, and bit the cake with a smile, and patted the little guy's head: "Huai Yu is so good."
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