Chapter 938 The Cunning Little Yiyi (First Update)
Liao Chen had no objection to this; he had long wanted to visit the Sword Pavilion and take revenge on the Shadow Division from back then.
—It was definitely not to escape that Taoist priest's pursuit.
"By the way, where is my daughter-in-law?" Xuan Yuanqi suddenly asked.
Liao Chen: "..."
...
Meanwhile, Empress Dowager Zhuang also returned to the palace.
She glanced at the old chief priest, who had hitched a ride on her carriage countless times, her eyes blazing with daggers.
The old chief priest said without changing his expression, "I suddenly remembered that I have something important to report to Your Majesty."
He paused, and under the Empress Dowager Zhuang's icy gaze, said, "My carriage is broken."
Empress Dowager Zhuang ignored him and closed her eyes to rest, holding her jar of candied fruit.
Today's candied fruit was made by Gu Jiao herself, and Empress Dowager Zhuang cherished it.
After entering the palace, Empress Dowager Zhuang glanced at someone sideways and said, "Why aren't you getting out of the carriage?"
"Ah, have we arrived? So fast." The old chief minister grumbled twice in dissatisfaction, and got off the carriage reluctantly under the sharp gaze of Empress Dowager Zhuang.
The carriage carried Empress Dowager Zhuang toward Renshou Palace. The old Grand Master of Ceremonies watched the carriage disappear into the distance without saying a word, until a guard on duty came over and saluted him: "Lord Huo, the palace gates are about to be locked. Do you have something to report to His Majesty? This servant will ask them to wait a moment."
"No need, it's alright." After saying that, the old chief priest flicked his wide sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and strode out of the palace.
The Imperial Guards were left standing there, scratching their heads, completely bewildered: "You came to the palace in the middle of the night to admire the moon?"
...
Xiao Heng and Gu Jiao returned to the princess's residence and went to pay their respects to Princess Xinyang, only to be told that the princess was not there.
The maidservant reported: "Something happened at the military camp today. The Marquis went to the camp and hasn't returned by evening. Miss is crying for her father and can't stop. The princess had no choice but to take Miss out to see the lanterns."
As she spoke, she looked around and whispered, "Actually, I went to find the Marquis!"
Everyone in the household knew the truth, but who dared to expose Princess Xinyang's shamelessness? Wouldn't they be courting death?
Xiao Heng was both amused and exasperated. After so many years of being the queen of the manor and having the final say, Princess Xinyang was now completely dominated by a little brat.
That's right, she's more capable than her two older brothers.
The young couple returned to Lanting Courtyard.
Xiao Heng carried Xiao Jingkong back to the house and gave him a bath. Xiao Jingkong slept soundly and wouldn't wake up no matter how much his bad brother-in-law tried to wake him.
When Xiao Heng took the nightgown and helped him change, he suddenly noticed that the cuffs and trouser legs were too short.
It was at this moment that Xiao Heng truly realized the little guy had grown up.
When Jingkong was three years old, he went down the mountain and was taken home by Gu Jiao. In the past three and a half years, on the surface, Jingkong seemed to cling to Gu Jiao more because he kept calling her "Jiaojiao" incessantly. In reality, he spent the most time with Xiao Heng.
First of all, they slept in the same room, which took up a third of their time.
Secondly, Gu Jiao couldn't take him with her when she went to war, but when he went to Yan to find Gu Jiao, the little guy followed him closely.
He had never raised a child before and had zero experience in dealing with children. He only accepted Gu Jiao because she brought him back.
But after all the ups and downs and battles of wits along the way, the two have become an inseparable part of each other's lives.
Xiao Heng pinched the cuff that was a bit too short and clicked his tongue, saying, "You're starting to grow taller, and you need to make new clothes again. You really don't skimp on fabric!"
Xiao Jingkong mumbled something in his sleep, as if complaining about his grumbling.
When Xiao Heng returned to the main room, Gu Jiao had already finished washing up and was sitting at the table organizing the medicines in her small medicine box, wearing a cool silk nightgown.
When Xiao Heng saw her, a sense of peace and tranquility welled up in his heart. He smiled and said softly, "I'll go take a shower first."
"Oh, okay." Gu Jiao continued to tidy up the medicines.
When Xiao Heng came out of the shower, she was still tidying up with her hands and eyes, and her expression was very strange.
"What's wrong?" he asked as he came to her side.
"One, two, three." Gu Jiao counted the anti-inflammatory medicines she had put back in the box, then turned to Xiao Heng and said, "Have you noticed that it seems to have gotten a little bigger?"
"A medicine box?" Xiao Heng looked at it carefully.
Gu Jiao said, "This shelf used to only fit two boxes side by side, but today we put three boxes in."
Xiao Heng didn't have a deep memory of the internal structure of the small medicine box. He only knew that it looked small, but it could actually hold a lot. In Gu Jiao's words, it had a space of a different dimension inside.
As for the enclosure—
After looking at it for a moment, Xiao Heng measured it with his fingers at various points: "It seems to have grown an inch."
Gu Jiao opened her eyes wide and said, "Right? I just realized that today."
The main reason is that I've been busy with my wedding lately, and since then I've been so shameless that I've hardly had time to properly tidy it up.
The small medicine box is too mysterious. Gu Jiao still hasn't been able to fully understand it. She can only confirm that it comes from an advanced civilization and is not a product of this dimension.
Xiao Heng sat down beside her and asked, "How did you get this box in the first place?"
"My godfather gave it to me," Gu Jiao said truthfully.
Gu Jiao had been honest with Xiao Heng about her origins, saying that she came from another time and space, and in terms that Xiao Heng could understand, her soul had taken over this body.
However, she rarely mentions the specific experiences she had in that time and space.
"What is a godfather?" This is a new term for Xiao Heng now.
Gu Jiao explained to Xiao Heng the meaning of "godfather" in the market, but in fact, it does not mean father in the organization. It is more of a respectful title for the leader of one's own group.
In fact, the Godfather wasn't much older than her.
She clearly remembers that when she was eight years old, her only grandmother, who had taken care of her, also passed away. She sat alone under the muddy eaves, drenched by the torrential rain.
She was shivering, thinking she was going to freeze to death there, when a pair of shiny black military boots walked towards her through the mud.
The rain was so heavy that she looked up to see what he looked like, but she was so wet that she couldn't open her eyes at all.
All she remembered was that when she lowered her head, a long, slender, pale hand, seemingly devoid of any warmth, reached out in front of her.
Those were the most beautiful hands she had ever seen.
"Who...who are you?"
“King. From now on, call me Godfather.”
The sixteen-year-old boy had a deep, resonant voice, and was calm and cold-blooded.
As Gu Jiao pondered, Xiao Heng stared intently at her. This was the first time he had heard news about another man connected to her from her.
"You care about him a lot."
He said.
It was a confident tone.
"Yes." Gu Jiao nodded without hesitation and said seriously, "Without him, I wouldn't be who I am today."
If her godfather hadn't taken her in, she would have frozen to death in that downpour.
All her skills were taught to her by her godfather.
But she suddenly felt a little uncertain about her memories of the Godfather.
She had never felt this way before, and she couldn't pinpoint exactly when it started, but recently, she'd increasingly felt like she'd forgotten something very important.
"My wife," Xiao Heng said calmly, "I'm jealous." The kind that can't be appeased.
"Huh?" Gu Jiao stared at him blankly. "Why?"
Xiao, the jealous king, confessed expressionlessly, "You've never cared about me this much."
Gu Jiao: "..."
...
The night was dark and the wind was high.
A horse-drawn carriage was traveling on the wide official road.
"You little troublemaker, do you really have to go find your dad?"
Inside the carriage, Princess Xinyang held the little one in her arms and asked with a resentful look.
At this hour, while other children were already asleep, her beloved daughter still kept her jewel-like eyes wide open, showing no signs of sleepiness.
"Have the carriage turn around," Princess Xinyang instructed Yu Jin.
Yu Jin gave orders to the driver.
As soon as the carriage turned around, the quiet little Yiyi in my arms clenched her fists and burst into tears!
Princess Xinyang stomped her feet in anger.
The carriage eventually stopped near the military camp.
At this hour, the civil officials had already finished their duties, while the military officers were a little later. Many carriages were parked along both sides of the road. Princess Xinyang deliberately chose an inconspicuous spot, and for a while, no one noticed anything unusual.
Little Yiyi nestled obediently in her mother's arms, waiting for her father.
Finally, Marquis Xuanping appeared.
"It's the Marquis!" Yu Jin peeked through the gap in the back curtain. "It seems there's someone else with him? Is it... General Qian?"
General Qian is a military officer in the court. He was originally a subordinate of the old Marquis, but he was recently transferred to the Western Camp in the capital.
"Wait a moment," Princess Xinyang said.
She didn't want anyone to find out that she had come to see Xiao Ji.
The two chatted and laughed for a long time. Suddenly, General Qian mentioned that he wanted to invite Marquis Xuanping to the Soft Fragrance Pavilion to listen to music.
Ruanxiang Pavilion was a famous brothel in the capital, a brothel on par with Xianleju, where the girls were all exceptionally beautiful.
"Many beauties have recently come to the Soft Fragrance Pavilion. I humbly invite Your Excellency to listen to some music," General Qian said with a smile.
Yu Jin glanced at her princess without showing any emotion, but Princess Xinyang's expression remained unchanged.
She whispered, "Princess."
Princess Xinyang said firmly, "He won't agree. He still needs to go back and coax Yiyi."
Then Marquis Xuanping got into General Qian's carriage.
After the two left, Yu Jin didn't dare to breathe loudly.
"Return to the palace!" Princess Xinyang said coldly.
"Aren't we going to go and see?" Yu Jin asked softly.
Princess Xinyang said irritably, "What's so interesting about that? If he wants to go to a brothel, am I supposed to stop him? He can go wherever he wants; it's none of my business!"
Little Yiyi seemed to sense her mother's murderous aura, and surprisingly remained obediently still, without crying and asking for her father.
Half an hour later.
Princess Xinyang's carriage stopped in front of Ruanxiang Pavilion.
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(End of this chapter)
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