Chapter 943 The Unorthodox Medicine Box (Second Update)
Upon returning to the house, the first thing Gu Jiao did was take out the small medicine box.
She told Xiao Heng to go take a shower first, while she stared intently at the small medicine box.
"explain!"
"Did you do this?"
"Did Little Dudu poke any holes?"
A night breeze blew by, and the small medicine box remained as quiet as a chicken.
Whether it was a single successful pregnancy or a loophole in some shady first-aid kit, no one will ever know.
...
After Gu Jiao took a shower, Xiao Heng kissed her for a while, but didn't go all the way, and patiently let her go to sleep.
Her pregnancy wasn't entirely without clues; for example, she had been feeling tired quickly these past few days, and he thought it was because he was too energetic and had made her too tired.
"So she was pregnant."
"However, I do have good physical strength."
Xiao Heng looked at Gu Jiao, who had fallen asleep instantly in his arms, raised an eyebrow, gently stroked her cheek, kissed her again, and then pulled the thin silk cloth over her.
A noisy commotion came from outside the courtyard; it was Xiao Jingkong and Shangguan Qing returning.
Xiao Heng glanced at Gu Jiao, tiptoed out of bed, opened the door and said to Xiao Jingkong, "Jiao Jiao is asleep, you go take a shower first."
Upon hearing that Jiaojiao was asleep, Xiao Jingkong immediately switched to silent mode, waved to Shangguan Qing, and silently said, "Goodbye, Brother Qing!"
Exhausted, Shangguan Qing leaned against a pillar, too weak even to twitch his lips: Heh, it would be best if we never met again!
Xiao Jingkong has an alarmingly high level of energy. When the two of them go out together, they do exactly the same things: shopping, buying things, watching lanterns, and boating on the lake. Now that he is six years old, there is no longer any situation where Shangguan Qing has to carry him all the time.
Shangguan Qing was exhausted, but Xiao Jingkong was still hopping around!
He jumped onto the steps, waved to his brother-in-law, and went inside to visit Gu Jiao.
Seeing that she was indeed fast asleep, he nodded to himself, thinking that his bad brother-in-law hadn't lied to him.
"You're covered in sweat, go take a shower." Xiao Heng urged in a low voice.
Little Jingkong, hands on his hips, muttered angrily, "My sweat smells good! Your sweat is the smelly one! You stinky brother-in-law!"
Xiao Heng: Little monk, three and a half years have passed, and you are still very arrogant. Do you know that you will soon fall out of favor?
Yu Ya'er fetched water for Xiao Jingkong, and he stripped naked and climbed into the wooden tub for a bath.
He was very happy today, not only because he went shopping with Qing-gege, but also because the Imperial College is closed tomorrow, and Jiao-jiao promised to take him on a picnic! She promised not to corrupt his brother-in-law!
As he was taking a shower, he started singing again in his little "bathhouse".
The door was closed, so there was no worry about disturbing Gu Jiao. However, the maids and servants on duty outside the door heard everything.
At first there was only one or two, but gradually three or four came.
When Xiao Heng came to check on his bath, all the servants in the courtyard had gathered there, listening intently to the song and laughing along.
"Oh my, son-in-law!" Yu Ya'er was the first to spot Xiao Heng.
As soon as she spoke, the others snapped out of their daze and respectfully bowed and stepped aside.
Xiao Heng didn't say anything, and pushed open the door to go inside.
Little Jingkong stood in her little wooden tub, struck a pose, and gazed longingly ahead: "...Where is my young master now?"
Immediately, he switched to a Peking Opera style, singing in a clear and resonant voice: "To save my beloved Li Lang, I left my home~ Who would have thought I'd pass the imperial examination with top honors~ Top honors~ Wearing a red robe~ With palace flowers in my hat, how wonderful~ How fresh and new~ Ah~"
He was so smug, it was as if he had truly passed the imperial examination with flying colors.
Xiao Heng's lips twitched, and he said coldly and ruthlessly, "Jiaojiao can't go on the picnic with you tomorrow."
The passionate singing came to an abrupt end.
"Why?" Xiao Jingkong turned around and asked seriously.
Xiao Heng dusted off his wide sleeves, raised his chin, and said, "Jiaojiao is pregnant."
From this day forward, your position is in grave danger!
"good evening!"
After saying this, Xiao Heng strode away with his head held high.
Little Jingkong was struck dumb, his small body swaying precariously in the wooden tub.
He stretched one hand forward and clutched the other to his heart, his expression sorrowful, and choked with sobs as he sang: "Life is like a merciless carving knife—changing our appearance—must we wither before we even bloom? I had dreams."
...
Shangguan Qing went to the princess's residence and learned from Princess Xinyang that Gu Jiao was pregnant. He was quite surprised: "So fast..."
My brat and that girl have only been married for less than two months.
After Xiao Yiyi fell asleep, Marquis Xuanping took Chang Jing and left the mansion to carry out a mission.
Princess Xinyang glanced at her son and said, "Is it fast? He's already twenty, almost twenty-one."
"He's still young," Shangguan Qing muttered.
Princess Xinyang said, "Let's not talk about your brother anymore, let's talk about you. When do you plan to get married? Has your mother made any arrangements?"
Shangguan Qing sighed bitterly, "Mother, why are you bringing this up again? Didn't we say we wouldn't mention it?"
Princess Xinyang said earnestly, "We didn't mention it before because your health didn't allow it. Getting married would only delay her. Now that you've recovered, you're no different from a normal person. Naturally, you can get married and have children just like a normal person."
Shangguan Qing doesn't want to get married so early; he wants to enjoy life for a few more years.
Princess Xinyang continued, "Your younger brother is about to become a father, and you don't even have a wife yet. Chang Jing is two or three years younger than you, and he already knows to bring betrothal gifts to the capital to find a suitable marriage partner. I'm not asking you to get married right away, but if you agree, I'll look into some potential partners for you first."
His mother's will is so firm, it looks like it'll be hard to refuse.
Shangguan Qing said in a pretentious tone, "But Mother, I have very high standards."
"How tall?" Princess Xinyang asked.
Shangguan Qing's eyes flashed: "First, you have to be as beautiful as you and Mother! Then, you have to be as gentle as you, as witty as Mother, and also... knowledgeable and reasonable! Literate! Proficient in poetry and prose... everything!"
He racked his brains, "Martial arts! Yes! He must know martial arts! But not worse than his younger siblings! Otherwise, how will he protect me!"
Princess Xinyang: "..."
...
The night is deep, the bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the stars are dazzling.
Xiao Jingkong's singing stopped, replaced by the incessant chirping of cicadas, and the two adjacent mansions fell into a deep sleep one after another.
The weather was hot and dry, and Gu Jiao was covered in sweat.
Since she was pregnant, Xiao Heng didn't dare put too much ice in the room, worried that she would catch a cold.
Xiao Heng fetched a palm-leaf fan, lay down beside her, and fanned her gently, one stroke at a time.
When your left hand gets tired, switch to your right hand; when your right hand gets tired, switch back to your left hand.
After a while, both my arms were sore and my eyelids were drooping.
Finally, after the folding fan slipped from his hand once again, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
On a dark and windy night, the chirping of cicadas in the trees mingled with the croaking of frogs from the lotus pond, filling the darkness.
Xiao Heng left a small candle for Gu Jiao.
The dim candlelight illuminated the small medicine box beside it.
Compared to its dilapidated state when it first arrived, it has been renovated a lot. Although it is still not shiny with gold, the brown wooden box makes it look more in line with the characteristics of this dynasty.
Suddenly, a figure flashed past the window.
Immediately afterwards, the door latch was slowly pried open with a dagger.
The wooden door to the new house didn't creak, and it didn't make any noise when pushed open.
A masked figure dressed as a maid slipped inside.
She first glanced warily at the bed with its curtains drawn, and only after confirming that the two had not been awakened did she tiptoe around the room searching for them.
First they looked for cabinets, then boxes, and even display cases.
But just as she turned around, she was suddenly surprised.
It seemed that they hadn't expected that what they were looking for was actually on the table, and that they had wasted so much time searching for it.
She went to the table, her eyes greedily fixed on the small medicine box. First, she tried to pry it open with her hands, but when that failed, she used a knife to try and pry it open.
However, after failing to pry it open, she smiled and curled her lips.
You're the one!
She carefully put away the dagger and opened her arms to reach for the small medicine box.
Something unexpected happened.
What's wrong? Why can't I move it? Is the box stuck to something?
But he quickly realized a problem: even if the box was stuck, the table wasn't.
With her strength and skill, lifting it together would be no problem for her.
She tried a few more times and found that the table did not budge at all.
So, was it really because the box was too heavy that she couldn't move it?
No, we're already here.
Even if we can't move it, we have to move it!
She focused her energy in her dantian, channeling almost all of her internal strength into her arms. Her already strong and powerful arms quickly became bulging with blood, as if they were about to burst through her sleeves.
She gritted her teeth and shouted in her heart!
This time, she finally managed to lift the first-aid kit!
Actually, the difficulty is only in the initial lifting stage; once you actually get your hands on it, it's not that heavy.
She gave a cold laugh, grabbed the box, and darted out of the house!
As she disappeared into the night, Xiao Heng inside the tent slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes were clear, showing no sign of sleepiness.
Xiao Jingkong's KTV repertoire includes: "Huangmei Opera" and "Old Boy".
(End of this chapter)
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