Although the national treasury has a little bit now, it cannot withstand the hardship, and due to excessive consumption in the past, their remaining troops are not enough.
"It's okay. The one who died is fake. Don't worry about that. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your health. Don't worry about anything else." Duanmu Qiao simply threw away the secret report.
He had already sent people to contact the Emperor of Beizhao in private. For some unknown reason, these two people were convinced that their son was not dead and was in their country of Qin.
He was quite polite to the person he sent, and simply believed the person's words. When the person returned to Da Qin, he was still confused.
The Emperor of Beizhao Kingdom also asked his people to help bring something to his son. He also wrote two letters, one to his father-in-law and one to Luo Siyu.
Or did he just come back yesterday? He didn't have time to go to his father-in-law's place. He went to find his young wife at noon today, and he forgot about it in a hurry.
"What's going on? Have you seen that kid?" Duanmuxu really didn't expect his brother to be so lucky.
"I saw it. The people my sister-in-law and mother-in-law rescued are still in their home. I have communicated with the Emperor of Beizhao Kingdom. Don't worry, they are just pretending to target the Great Qin Kingdom in order to get to know the people behind the scenes.
Black hands. After the black hands behind the scenes are found out, the emperor of Beizhao Kingdom will definitely come to thank us. As long as this emperor is in power, you don’t have to worry about them attacking us." Duan Muqiao said about the emperor and empress of Chao Kingdom.
There is still a certain foundation of trust in character, so since the Emperor of Beizhao Kingdom has made a promise, he has reason to believe it.
"I understand, go back, let's go, let's not delay your time with your wife." Duanmuxu saw that he couldn't wait to leave, and waved his hand helplessly, telling him to get out.
"Su De, go to the silk workshop of the Palace Clothing Bureau to help me get the two sets of lavender palace clothes that I customized before and send them directly to Jingyang Palace." Duanmu Qiao happily prepared to go back to accompany his wife.
By the way, he asked the eunuch manager next to him to get some clothes.
This is a surprise he prepared for his young wife, two couples' outfits with the same fabric and the same color.
"Slave, I obey." It was rare for Su De to see his master so happy, and his mood improved a little, and he let go of his worries just now.
Duanmu Qiao did not go back to Jingyang Palace directly, but went to the palace's custom-made jewelry place and took back the customized jewelry with the patterns he had drawn before to match his clothes.
Duanmu Qiao happily returned to Jingyang Palace with her things. As soon as she entered the house, she found that the house was quiet, so she went directly to the back hall. It was still very quiet. It came all the way, except for the two people guarding the door.
The two palace maids were the two ladies who were cleaning the courtyard.
When he entered the back hall, everything was quiet, which frightened him. He thought the person had run away, and just when he was about to look for it, he heard shallow breathing in the room.
Duanmu Qiao walked quietly to the soft couch and saw his wife sleeping peacefully on the soft couch.
Looking at the slightly swollen lips, he almost couldn't help it anymore. He lowered his head and kissed the little girl's pink and tender cheek, and then reached out to hold the white and tender green onion hand. What he was thinking about now was that he hoped that time would stop.
At this moment, don't move forward anymore, he wants to hold these little hands for the rest of his life and never let go.
Afraid of waking up the sleeping little girl, Duanmu Qiao tried his best to move as gently as possible, kissed the little girl's hand, and then left the room.
After looking at it, it was almost an hour before the palace banquet started, so I asked my wife to sleep for another half hour, and then get up to eat something to cushion her stomach.
In this weather, all the dishes at the palace banquet were cold, and he was reluctant to let his daughter-in-law eat cold food.
"Someone is coming..."
"My servant is here, what are your orders?" A little maid came in from outside, followed him into the store, knelt down at the threshold and listened to his orders.
"Help me prepare two portions of bird's nest porridge, two portions of steamed dumplings, one portion of white jade tofu soup, and one portion of cabbage soup. If the imperial dining room brings it over and it's cold, then let me make it in the small kitchen here.
Half an hour later, the girl woke up and wanted to eat." What Duanmu Qiao ordered was the girl's favorite food.
His place is quite far from the imperial dining room, but there is a small kitchen here in Jingyang Palace, where people can cook in the kitchen, so that it won't get cold.
Yang Yuling has participated in many banquets, and she is very clear about the calculations and thoughts in the eyes of those people. However, this is the first time for her to attend a palace banquet like this. Originally, she wanted to observe these people. Who has ever
As soon as they stepped into the banquet, the brother and sister received countless probing glances.
There were some looks that she particularly disliked, especially the big-faced woman who was staring at her eldest brother from the side in front of them. There was also a very annoying scrutiny in her eyes.
Yang Yuling is actually quite curious. I wonder if the injured heroine will appear here tonight?
After looking around, she was a little disappointed and didn't find the person she wanted to see. But she knew that if that person showed up here tonight, the banquet would definitely be an ordinary banquet.
"What are you looking for? Looking for Xiao Qiao? He should be sitting up there with the emperor." Yang Jinwen thought his sister was looking for his cabbage, so he kindly reminded her that their cabbage should be up there.
"No, of course I know he should be on top. I'm just curious about what Liu Qinghan looks like. The male protagonist should be pretty good-looking, right?" Yang Yuling was a little unsure.
However, Duanmu Qiao didn't hear her previous words. He heard what was said later about how good-looking the man was, and his smiling face immediately dropped. He knew that his wife liked good-looking people, and he thought that here, besides
His brother, probably no one can match his appearance.
Originally he wanted to keep a low profile, but now he couldn't care so much and directly reached out and pulled his young wife to his seat.
Yang Jinwen was a little confused. Why did Xiao Qiao suddenly go crazy? Didn't he agree that his sister would do it with him?
What are you doing? The emperor is also a little confused. His younger brother said before that he should not be too high-profile, so his younger brother and sister should be sitting together with his brother tonight. Why did he tell himself not to be too high-profile before? Now he is so high-profile?
"What are you doing? Let go quickly, so many people are watching." Yang Yuling asked him to let go in a low voice.
"Hang on, you are my wife, and I want to tell the world right away that you are not allowed to look at anyone tonight, only me." Duanmu Qiao increased the strength on his hands domineeringly, just not wanting her to let her go.
break free.
"What's the matter with you? Let me go quickly, you scratched my hand and it hurts." Yang Yuling's skin is relatively white, and her wrist was already a little red when she grabbed it. Now, with the added force, it hurts.
Already.
As soon as Duanmu Qiao heard that his wife's hand was hurting, he quickly relaxed his strength and grabbed the little hand. After a closer look, he found a red mark on his wrist, which was caused by his too much movement just now.