Chapter 524 Late Night Tenderness (First Update)
As she spoke, her chest rose and fell slightly. Despite her efforts to calm her breathing, she was still out of breath, showing how desperately she had been traveling.
She didn't even have the strength to stand up, which is why she bumped into the door and made that thud.
She naturally didn't want Xiao Heng to see her disheveled state, so she sat on the hard threshold with an air of nonchalance, leaning against the cold corner of the wall. Little did she know that her exhaustion was already written all over her face.
Even so, her eyes still shone when she looked at him.
The wind and snow raged across the land, and the cold wind howled fiercely.
Xiao Heng's heart felt as if it were filled with a scalding heat wave, his blood rushed rapidly, and he held his breath.
He stared at her in disbelief, her disheveled little figure clearly reflected in his deep eyes.
Heavy snow blocked the mountains of Jicheng, halting the advance of the 100,000-strong army. However, she braved the wind and snow alone, traversing mountains and valleys to appear before him on his birthday.
Xiao Heng, a man of great learning and profound knowledge, was unable to find the right words to describe his feelings at this moment.
He suddenly felt a pang of unease, even a slight ache in his heart.
He didn't say anything, but his eyes said it all.
It's just a birthday that he himself doesn't care about.
Why did you rush back?
Why not just wait patiently for the snowstorm to pass?
Why not join the imperial army?
Why……
What else could it be?
It's just that someone else cares about things he doesn't care about.
Xiao Heng was moved, but his expression remained unchanged. He quickly took off his outer robe, squatted down, and wrapped the robe, which still carried his body heat, around Gu Jiao's body.
Gu Jiao's body was enveloped by a tremendous warmth, along with his unique masculine scent and fragrance.
She sniffed, her voice slightly nasal from the cold, and said, "You smell so good."
Xiao Heng looked at her little nose, which was red from the cold: "You're so cold, how can you still smell whether I smell good or not?"
"Yes, it smells wonderful!" Gu Jiao said confidently.
Xiao Heng had been feeling complicated and heavy-hearted looking at her disheveled appearance and thinking about the risks and hardships she had faced along the way, but her interruption made him both laugh and cry.
Xiao Heng took the red-tasseled spear that she had placed beside her legs, then took off her small basket, put one arm around her back and the other around her knees, and gently lifted her up.
“I can walk,” Gu Jiao said.
She hadn't forgotten that his leg was still lame; at home, she wouldn't even let him hold their son, Xiao Jingkong.
“I can leave too,” Xiao Heng said.
Gu Jiao blinked and looked at him.
Xiao Heng picked her up and stood up. She could feel the strength in his arms, which was stronger than when she left the capital, and had more of the strength of a mature man.
Gu Jiao looked at his legs again and was surprised to find that he was walking very well.
Gu Jiao exclaimed in surprise, "Your leg isn't lame anymore?"
"No."
Someone instantly turned back into a limp.
Actually, he was already better. The day after clearing up the misunderstanding with Princess Xinyang, he was able to walk freely again. He originally planned to give her a surprise on her birthday, but the girl turned around and ran away.
very good.
There will be a price to pay.
When Gu Jiao left the capital, it was autumn and she wasn't wearing many clothes. Now it's deep winter, and she's wearing a full cotton coat, but she doesn't look much heavier.
Xiao Heng tightened his grip on her arm.
The little one at home is three months old and no longer needs night feedings, so the wet nurse no longer needs to live here. Yao Shi moved back to the original house with the little one, leaving the east room for Gu Jiao.
Yu Ya'er comes to clean every day and changes the bedding.
Xiao Heng carried the person into the house and placed them on a cushioned chair: "Sit down for a while, I'll go and light a charcoal brazier for you."
After saying that, he turned and went to the kitchen, lit straw and firewood in the stove, and then put silver charcoal in.
These silver charcoal pieces were sent from the palace; they are all top-quality smokeless charcoal, easy to ignite, and very durable.
While waiting for the silver charcoal to burn, he poured water into the pot, cooked a bowl of vegetable and egg noodles, and sliced a few pieces of sausage and cured meat.
By the time the silver charcoal was burning, the noodles were also cooked.
He took the noodles to the east room.
Gu Jiao lay on the table, half asleep.
This wasn't just exhaustion, it was utter exhaustion.
Xiao Heng gently touched her forehead; it wasn't hot. He felt a little relieved and said, "Eat something before you sleep."
"Hmm..." Gu Jiao responded vaguely.
She hadn't eaten for a day and a night and was indeed starving.
She yawned slightly, picked up a piece of green vegetable with her chopsticks, and put it in her mouth.
Then, she jolted awake!
After Xiao Heng brought the brazier in, he remembered that there was a horse outside. He then led the horse in and tied it to the stable near the old chief priest.
He moved very quietly, without waking anyone.
When he returned to the east room, he saw that Gu Jiao was no longer sleepy at all.
There was no way around it; my husband's culinary disasters were just too invigorating, their effects comparable to Tiger Balm.
Looking at her husband's handsome face, Gu Jiao, adhering to the principle that beauty is food, finished the bowl of noodles, whose taste was indescribable, without leaving a single drop of soup.
Xiao Heng poured her a glass of warm water to cleanse her palate: "Was the journey tiring?"
"It's not hard work. I'm not going to fight a war. I'm just going to be a doctor!"
As soon as she finished speaking, a dagger fell out of her sleeve with a clang.
— Chen Guorong's dagger, one of the spoils of war from Yuegu City.
Gu Jiao blinked.
I'm not embarrassed; it's others who are embarrassed.
She bent down to pick up the dagger without changing her expression.
With another clang, a hidden dart fell out.
—A hidden weapon of the Tang family archers, and one of Tang Yueshan's personal treasures.
Without batting an eye, she calmly picked up the hidden dart.
Just as I placed the arrows and dagger on the table, I accidentally bumped into the small basket. The basket tipped over onto the table, and its contents spilled out with a clatter.
Darts, battle axes, meteor hammers, nine-section whips...
Xiao Heng's eyes turned dangerous.
Gu Jiao's eyes darted around: "Would you believe me if I said I picked it up?"
Xiao Heng: "Heh."
"I have something for you!" Gu Jiao changed the subject in a second, took out something tightly wrapped in cloth from her small basket, and handed it to him, saying, "Open it and take a look."
Xiao Heng also wanted to investigate her going to the battlefield.
He originally thought she went to the border only to rescue the old marquis who had fallen into enemy hands, but seeing her as if she had plundered the entire Chen army, she clearly had been on the battlefield quite a bit.
Gu Jiao wasn't going to give him a chance to pursue the matter. She decisively opened her bundle and handed him a booklet that exuded a sense of history.
Xiao Heng's gaze was immediately drawn to it.
The booklet was clearly written in the script of the previous dynasty.
The script of this dynasty evolved from the script of the previous dynasty, and there are some differences in both the font and the meaning.
Gu Jiao opened the booklet.
Xiao Heng stared intently, and saw that the list was full of Huangfu family names. His gaze froze: "The Jade Tablets of the Previous Dynasty?"
"Yes!" Gu Jiao nodded.
She set fire to the prince consort's study. The prince consort thought she had burned the jade tablet as well, but she hadn't; she had stolen it!
The Dali Dynasty ruled for three hundred years and then secretly continued for another two hundred years. This genealogy of the Huangfu family records every member of the previous dynasty and has great research and archaeological value.
The allure of such ancient books to Hanlin officials is no less than the attraction of a divine weapon to a peerless master.
Xiao Heng's eyes flickered slightly: "How did you get here?"
"Gu Chengfeng stole it!" Gu Jiao immediately shifted the blame!
Gu Chengfeng, who was sleeping with his sword in his arms in the snow-capped mountains, suddenly sneezed violently!
"Do you like it?" Gu Jiao asked, looking at him.
Xiao Heng nodded: "Yes, I like it."
How could he not like this booklet, which she may have obtained with her life?
The booklet was very light, but it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hands.
Gu Jiao opened her clear, bright eyes and looked at him with a somewhat obedient expression.
If the Chen soldiers she had slaughtered were here, they would be utterly astonished. Was this still the same ruthless and cold-blooded killing god?
This is a little white rabbit!
"And this too!" Gu Jiao took out a small tin box, about the size of a palm, from her purse. "I've heard that the pine soot ink from the Chen Kingdom's royal family is the best ink in the world. Try using it to paint."
"Qingmo is also good, but it's a pity there are only two pieces."
“Prince Bo has a master craftsman who makes mixed-hair brushes, and he made a new one for me.”
...
Gu Jiao kept taking small gifts out of her little basket; it was impossible to know exactly how many things she had packed.
Xiao Heng gazed intently at her, his eyes deepening with each small gift she presented.
When she took out the small gift for what seemed like the umpteenth time, he finally couldn't resist any longer. He gently grabbed one of her wrists and pulled her into his arms.
Gu Jiao was caught off guard and hugged, her little head bumping into his hot chest. His pounding heartbeat could be heard through the thick fabric of his clothes.
The sound of thumping made her ears burn.
The surroundings seemed to suddenly fall silent, leaving only each other's breathing and heartbeats.
"Are you hurt?" he asked in a hoarse voice.
I'm a bit slow, I'll write the second update tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)
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