Chapter 100 How could such a good thing happen to him? I will go, I will go in person
The Queen burst into tears as she read, pointing to the last two lines of words and saying, "This is Tianbao's handwriting, this is Tianbao's handwriting!"
The foolish emperor wiped away his tears, skipped the previous content, and read directly to the two lines. As soon as he finished reading, he couldn't help crying again: "Wow... My dear baby, you are not living a happy life, but you still miss me."
The queen glared at him and said, "You're thinking about me too."
Tianbao wrote: Father, Queen Mother, Consort Mother, Lady Dong... My third brother and I are doing fine, are you all okay? Please take care of yourself!
The emperor and the empress read the two lines of words "Tianbao" over and over again, and even touched each one of them, without thinking of looking at what Xu Laiqing had written before.
The tyrant even raged, "The third brother is so ignorant. He only left a small space for Tianbao to write. Can't he write a little less? This is outrageous!"
"That's right." The queen, who has always been rational, also grumbled dissatisfiedly, wishing she could touch Tianbao's little face through the two lines of words.
As she touched him, the Queen's eyes welled up with tears. "Tianbao didn't say a word about the theft or the fire. He must have been afraid to worry us. This child, without crying or making a fuss, actually makes me feel even more distressed."
The tyrant emperor sniffed and shed two more tears: "That's right. I can't beat Daqi right now, otherwise, I would have personally led the charge to bring Tianbao back. It's all my fault that I'm useless. I don't even know kung fu, wuwuwu..."
He was about to burst into tears again when he was interrupted by a cold voice: "Your Majesty, have you calmed down? Your servants would also like to see what is written in the letter."
It’s Concubine Dong.
After Concubine Wan sent someone to inform her, she rushed over immediately. She was getting impatient and kept rolling her eyes: "Is he cupping my belly button again?"
Concubine Wan was stunned for a long time before she whispered, "Sister, what do you mean by that?"
"Say he's having a seizure!" Concubine Dong knew the emperor must be crying again, but why was he crying at this moment? Everyone was waiting to read the letter, so she couldn't help but shout out loud.
When the tyrant heard her voice, he quickly wiped his tears and asked the queen, "Are my eyes swollen? Can you tell I cried just now?"
The Queen looked at his red eyes and red nose with a puzzled expression, and shook her head against her conscience: "I can't tell."
Just think of it as being caused by too much wind and being cold - even though it is spring now and the weather is warm and sunny.
After getting the emperor's permission, Concubine Dong walked in impatiently and bowed perfunctorily.
A few years had passed, and she had long lost hope in the tyrant, but she still had to live her life. Before leaving Nanqiao, Xu Laiqing had advised her to be more open-minded, saying that although feelings might not be there, righteousness was, and that she should not continue to quarrel with the tyrant and make him worry.
The emperor felt somewhat guilty towards Concubine Dong and said timidly, "No need for formalities. My beloved concubine is here. Here, this is a letter from my dear..."
Before he could hand it over, Concubine Dong snatched it away. Her slightly cold fingertips accidentally touched the tyrant, but she didn't feel sick.
Concubine Wan immediately went to Concubine Dong's side and read the letter together.
The tyrant emperor, intent on reconciliation, enthusiastically pointed to the last two lines and said, "This was written by Tianbao. Guaiguai's handwriting is even better than before. It's graceful yet sharp, just like her personality: well-behaved and sensible, yet tenacious and resilient..."
Concubine Dong and Concubine Wan ignored his nagging and stared at Tianbao's words again and again.
Only Concubine Dong, after reading Tianbao's words, immediately looked at what Xu Laiqing wrote.
Xu Laiqing did not dare to write much. After greeting them, he just reported that he was safe and asked them not to worry about his and Tianbao's safety. Finally, he wrote a sentence: The eldest prince Daqi and the third prince both died in an accident.
This sentence is deliberately emphasized.
Concubine Dong's eyes rolled, and she understood her son's implication. She said coldly, "Who does the emperor intend to send to offer condolences?"
Although Xu Laiqing said in the letter that they had everything they needed, she still wanted to ask the person who went to bring some things for the two children.
The tyrant emperor was suddenly shocked: "Who are you mourning? Who died? Could it be... That's not right, if something happened to that brat, Daqi would come back..."
"Pah, pah, pah! No taboos!" Concubine Dong's eyes turned red with anger. "What are you talking about, Your Majesty?"
She suddenly understood and gave the foolish emperor a look: "Has the emperor not read what San'er wrote yet?"
The emperor wasn't angry. He scratched his head and exchanged a guilty glance with the empress. Then he took the paper and carefully read Xu Laiqing's words. His hands were shaking with excitement. "Can I go to Daqi to pay my respects?! That's great! Zhang Fujin, summon Prince Jing to the palace. I have something to discuss with him!"
"The emperor wants to send Prince Jing?" Concubine Dong just wanted to know who was going.
The tyrant emperor smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed. "How could he possibly get such a good opportunity? I'll go, I'll go myself!"
Isn’t it a good thing to be able to see my precious daughter?
Concubine Dong couldn't help but roll her eyes up to the sky and looked up at the blue sky: "Is the golden eagle coming back? Let's write a letter to let the two children know that we have seen this letter."
So, after an incense stick of time, the foolish emperor wrote a letter and handed it to the queen, then returned to Lingxiao Palace to discuss matters with Prince Jing.
The queen also wrote a letter and prepared a few silver notes.
Concubine Dong also sent a letter and several banknotes.
It was not enough for Concubine Wan to write a letter, so she also prepared a small bag of candied fruit.
Seeing the Queen and Concubine Dong frown, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Tianbao loves to eat this the most. I don't know if Daqi has it. There aren't many. It's not very heavy... That eagle should be able to carry it."
After hearing this, the Queen and Concubine Dong did not blame her.
The three women were standing in the yard enjoying the breeze, staring at the blue sky and white clouds, waiting with their eyes wide open.
Clouds roll in and out of the sky. This cloud is like a cotton ball blooming. After drifting away with the wind, another cloud comes flying in, like a galloping horse...
After the three of them watched for half an hour, Concubine Dong rubbed her stiff neck and asked, "Did the Golden Eagle say he would come back to help bring back the letter?"
The Queen was at a loss for words: "How could the eagle speak?"
"Then what are we waiting here for?" Concubine Dong said this with a look of disappointment on her face, but raised her head to look at the sky again.
They didn't know how much time had passed, nor how many times the passing birds had disappointed them, but the familiar awe-inspiring and terrifying cry of the birds came with a swift black shadow swooping down.
The three women were so scared that they huddled together, but no one was willing to move away.
The little golden retriever came back again. What surprised Dong Fei and the others was that it actually brought back a companion. They both stood on the pole. After flapping their wings for a moment, they folded them gracefully, stood on it with their heads held high, and looked down on them proudly.
Concubine Dong was the first to open her eyes. She looked at the letter in her hand, then at the two birds of prey. She couldn't help but swallow her saliva: "Who knew that the eagle was raised by Tianbao? Isn't the little girl afraid?"
Zhiqiu raised his hand awkwardly, wanting to point but not daring to, and said in a trembling voice, "My Lady, that's the stronger one with fuller, shinier wings. I don't recognize the other one."
Concubine Wan was so frightened that she started to cry, "How should I tie this letter?"
The palace maids all lowered their heads, fearing that their three masters would order them to take action. If they were pecked blind or scratched by their claws, it would be no joke.
Concubine Dong took a deep breath and revealed a look of heroic spirit: "I'll do it!"
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