The great grandson Zhu Yun returned to the palace for the funeral. Those who are still in the imperial mausoleum are all seriously injured. Shen You and Shen Jia are among them, and their injuries are considered minor.
Shen You and Shen Jia wanted to return to the capital to recuperate from their injuries, but the imperial doctor could not stop him, so he had to prepare a few days' worth of medicine for his injuries and sent a medicine boy to accompany him to change the medicine.
The two brothers were carried onto the carriage. During this process, the injury was inevitably involved and the pain was very painful. Shen You remained silent, and even Shen Jia, who loved to yell, endured it.
Shen You is eager to return home, and he is also thinking about his wife and daughter!
After leaving the imperial mausoleum, there is a flat official road. The carriage is wide and stable.
The seat panels in the carriage were removed and two narrow couches were placed side by side. Shen You and Shen Jia each lay on one, so as long as they didn't move around, it wouldn't be a big deal.
"You're going to be a father, how do you feel?" Shen Jia was doing nothing, teasing Shen You with a smile.
Shen You's eyes were full of smiles, and his mood was too good to be described. It took him a while to squeeze out two words: "Happy."
Shen Jia grinned: "When your third sister-in-law was pregnant, I couldn't wait to go back and guard her every day. Later, Sister Miao was born, and when I held her for the first time, I cried for some reason."
Shen You laughed.
Yes, when Shen Jia hugged her daughter for the first time, she was so excited that she burst into tears. This incident was often made fun of by everyone in the Shen family. Shen Jia didn't feel embarrassed at all, and she would always mention it.
"You don't know that feeling." Shen Jia looked fascinated and sighed with a smile: "That is my flesh and blood, my Shen Jia's daughter. When I hold her, it's like I have the most precious thing in the world. What? None of them are as important as her."
"You will know when you become a father later!"
Shen Youyao thought about a small, soft child, a fusion of his and Feng Shaojun's flesh and blood, and a wave of heat surged in his heart.
"By the way, do you prefer a son or a daughter?" Shen Jia asked enthusiastically.
Shen You replied without hesitation: "As long as it's the child of my cousin Shaojun and me, either son or daughter is fine."
Shen Jia smiled and said: "That's right. Everyone loves sons, and I love daughters. Look at Sister Miao, calling her "daddy" sweetly and softly, my heart will be melted. I want it to be in heaven. As for the stars, my biological father also had to move a ladder and climb up to the sky to pick one for her."
"If Shaojun's cousin gives birth to a daughter, the two sisters will grow up together, just like our brothers did back then."
Shen You smiled and hummed.
Young Master, wait for me, I will be back soon.
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The news that Shen You and Shen Jia had returned to Beijing soon reached the prince's ears.
"Nonsense!" The prince frowned and spat out two words.
The injury hasn't healed yet, so what should I do if I rush back to Beijing and the wound breaks out on the way and the injury gets worse? It's just nonsense!
Feng Shaojun is pregnant, what's the point of coming back earlier or later?
Seeing the unhappy look on the prince's face, Eunuch Yang hurriedly laughed and said: "Your Highness, please calm down. Guard Shen has been married for more than two years. Without saying anything, he must have longed for his wife to be pregnant. Now that he heard the good news, he couldn't hold it back. It is reasonable for me to return to Beijing."
"The imperial doctor acted very carefully. He prepared medicine for injuries and sent a medicine boy to accompany him. The two brothers, Guard Shen, were lying on narrow couches in the carriage. The carriage moved slowly and smoothly."
The prince snorted from his nose and said no more.
After Zhu Yun returned to the palace, his son shared the important task of keeping watch, and the prince was able to sleep for a few hours every night. His mental and physical strength was slowly recovering, and his face was no longer so ugly.
It was getting late now, Zhu Yun was watching in the mourning hall, and the prince returned to the East Palace.
The princess is also back.
The couple looked at each other and felt sorry for each other: "Your Highness's complexion is really not good. Go and rest quickly!"
"My darling, you have suffered a lot these days."
The prince caressed the princess's thin face with pity: "You have lost a lot of weight. You just pretended to be in front of others, so you went back to the East Palace and secretly ate more."
After all, a generation passed. Empress Dowager Cao passed away. The prince was sad for a few days and then recovered.
The princess snuggled into her husband's arms and whispered: "Every day when I come back, I secretly drink a bowl of ginseng soup. Otherwise, how can I have the strength to kneel down!"
The prince raised his lips silently, exerted force on his hands, and the couple hugged each other tightly.
After a while, the Crown Princess raised her head and talked about the person who was causing trouble: "What does Your Highness want to do with Concubine Cao?"
As soon as the three words of Concubine Cao were heard, the prince's face suddenly became gloomy, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes: "When the emperor's grandmother was alive, she was the best to her. She was a wolf-hearted person who did not care about the interests of the emperor's grandmother. Instead, she became resentful and killed her.
The Imperial Grandmother. When the Imperial Grandmother is buried, let her be buried with her."
The soft-hearted Crown Princess did not object: "That's fine. Let her go to the Underworld to accompany the Imperial Grandmother and slowly apologize to the Imperial Grandmother."
Empress Dowager Cao's partiality and protection for Concubine Cao and her son did not earn them any gratitude. Instead, they resented Empress Dowager Cao for not supporting the King of Han in his bid for the throne.
The favor of rice is promoted, and the hatred of rice is fought. That's it.
The Crown Princess asked in a low voice: "The King of Qin is dead, but the King of Han is still alive. Has Your Highness thought about how to deal with the King of Han?"
A cold light flashed in the prince's eyes, and he said calmly: "There is no rush. First, finish the funeral of the emperor's grandmother. I will ascend the throne and sit on the dragon's throne. I will be justified and then deal with him."
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During the national mourning period, people wore plain clothes and all weddings and weddings were suspended.
Mrs. Feng went to the palace to kneel in mourning clothes every day. Her daughters-in-law did not have to enter the palace, but they also had to put on white plain clothes.
After Feng Shaojun moved back to Shen's Mansion, he didn't have to worry about morning and evening. He ate and slept every day, and his thin cheeks quickly became plump. Mrs. Tong, under the instructions of Mrs. Feng, came to see her twice a day.
"Second sister-in-law, everything is fine with me," Feng Shaojun chuckled softly, "You don't have to always stay with me."
Mrs. Tong pursed her lips and smiled: "I have nothing to do, so I want to talk to you."
While they were talking, Lei Xiaoxue came over with Sister Miao.
The weather is getting colder. Sister Miao is wearing a red silk satin coat. She has a white and tender face, bright black eyes and a rosy mouth. She is just like a doll in a New Year picture. She is really cute.
Feng Shaojun liked Sister Miao very much and hugged Sister Miao with a smile.
Brother Jin looked hot and rushed over.
Mrs. Tong was startled and hurriedly stopped Brother Jin: "Your fourth aunt is pregnant, please don't hit your fourth aunt."
Brother Jin is four years old this year. He has a big head and a strong brain. He is very strong and has a lot of strength.
Being stopped by his own mother and not allowed to approach his fourth aunt, Brother Jin felt a little aggrieved and pursed his lips. Feng Shaojun was so amused that he stretched out his hand to pull Brother Jin over. Brother Jin then grinned happily.
Mrs. Tong couldn't stop laughing: "Brother and sister, you see how much we have seen each other, and now they all like to get close to you."
At this moment, the concierge boy ran over quickly, with uncontrollable surprise and joy in his voice: "The three young ladies are making trouble, the third and fourth young masters are back!"
