The cold wind is receding, spring is approaching, the weather is getting warmer in Dawu, and the people below are getting better and better under the rule of the new emperor. Not to mention the sight of flowers blooming in the palace, which makes people wish they had more eyes.
, a lot to look at.
Taking advantage of the fine weather, a flower-viewing banquet was held in the palace, and all the ladies and ladies came.
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But what is different is that the Khitans far away in the Western Regions are still under the control of the cold winter.
On the winding path connecting Khitan and Wu Kingdom, there are long stretches of yellow sand, scattered trees around, and sharp dead branches piercing the sky.
On the winding road with no end, a carriage drove slowly. If you look closely, you can see that there is the royal family logo of the Wu Kingdom on the carriage, but there are no carriages and horses escorting it in front and behind.
Zhaorong was leaning against the car wall, holding her bulging belly with one hand, and covering her knees with a velvet blanket. The curtains were open, and she stared blankly at the scene outside the window.
They were on their way back to Dawu.
That day, they changed their wedding clothes and were sent to Khitan. It took them less than half a month to arrive at the capital of Khitan. They thought they could live a casual life here for the time being.
Unexpectedly, when the Khitan prince saw that the woman who came to marry him was a pregnant woman, he immediately became furious, married, and stayed in Wenwen Township.
After all, Zhao Rong grew up in a honey jar, and she suddenly felt aggrieved. The candlelight in the new house was dim, the Khitan customs were different from those in the Wu Kingdom, and all the regulations in it were added by Bai He later.
She tore off her wedding ribbon and wept secretly. She was not thinking of her nominal husband, but she was really homesick and missed her home a lot.
Tears left a trail on her makeup, and her face became hot.
Just as she was crying so hard that she felt dizzy, the door was suddenly pushed open, and walking in was a person she had never expected—Prince Jing.
There were still tears in Zhaorong's eyes, and she opened her mouth in a daze, but could not speak.
King Jing was dressed in a uniform that stood out against the Khitan guards, and he looked particularly tall and handsome. He was holding a snack in his hand, and he stepped forward and placed it on the table beside him.
"I guess you haven't used anything to eat. There's nothing else here. Let's use this to offset it for the time being."
She stood up quickly, her eyes full of hope, "Can I go back?"
Prince Jing looked her up and down, and said in a cold voice, "Now that you're here, just stay there and don't make any crooked ideas."
After saying that, he turned around and left, walked out of the house, and his back disappeared behind the curtain.
She stood blankly, Prince Jing's attitude kept flashing back in her mind, and she thought about his words. All of this woven into her mind an astonishing thought.
——Collaboration with the enemy and treason.
She didn't remember what matters the two countries were discussing that required a royal relative to come here. She also didn't understand the reason why a Khitan guard would be by his side to do things for him.
This idea was so ridiculous and terrifying that she didn't dare to tell anyone, and she just had a bit of luck, hoping that she was just overthinking it.
But the conversation she overheard between Prince Jing and Prince Khitan told her that this was obviously not the case.
After she suffered the cold treatment from the Khitan prince, all the Khitan people who saw her had a bit of contempt in their eyes, especially her belly.
At this time, the month can no longer be concealed.
After repeated setbacks, she learned to be more restrained. She had never done any work before, and she also learned to fetch water and change clothes for her nominal husband.
But even so, the Khitan prince was still dissatisfied with her. An aide beside him said that Wu State sent her as a blatant provocation. Even if they could not offend her for the time being, they could not completely swallow this breath.
The statement that Xu was an aide struck a chord in his mind, and he accepted the suggestion to send her back.
She was surprised and happy.
I can't care about anything else at this moment. As long as I can go back and see my mother again, that's better than anything else. Even if I am laughed at by the Wu people, it is better than being ridiculed by the barbarians in a foreign land, both covertly and covertly.
Before leaving, she met her Fourth Emperor brother again, drank the wine he used to practice, and didn't even pack much. She just brought some dry food and clothes, a coachman and Bai He, and hurriedly set off on the road.
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Gathering his thoughts, Zhao Rong covered his mouth and yawned.
"Your Highness, there is an inn ahead of you. Do you want to stop and take a rest?" Bai He asked.
She originally wanted to rush back as quickly as possible, but now it was almost night, and it was not convenient to travel, and it was easy for people and horses to get into trouble. She could only collect her thoughts and nodded slightly.
Bai He sent a message to the coachman, and the carriage indeed stopped slowly at a nearby inn.
Bai He got out of the car first and then went to help Zhao Rong. She was so heavy that she could hardly see the road under her feet. Although she was extra careful, she still sprained her foot when she got off.
"Hiss." She took a breath of cold air.
Severe pain spread from his ankles and climbed all the way to his abdomen. He managed to take a few steps with Bai He's strength, but the pain in his abdomen showed no sign of stopping, and something seemed to be flowing uncontrollably between his legs.
She stood there and didn't dare to move, her face was pale.
Seeing this, Bai He also realized something and hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, can you still leave? Let's go to the inn first. Don't panic, it won't be so fast. I'm here. I have learned some things from Po Wen.
You will definitely be fine."
She talked nonchalantly, not knowing whether it was Zhaorong who was comforting her or herself.
After the pain subsided a little, Zhaorong gritted his teeth and said, "I can walk."
The two of them moved to the inn and asked for a bedroom. Bai He hurriedly asked for a servant girl and sent her to prepare scissors, handkerchiefs, warm water and other things.
Zhaorong clutched the quilt under her body, waves of pain swept over her, her eyes were filled with mist, and her vision was blurred.
She could only vaguely hear Bai He's voice constantly encouraging her, and the footsteps of people coming and going in the room. But these all disappeared later, and she couldn't help but think of Cheng Xingqiu who was far away in the capital.
I don't know how he is doing these days. She hasn't done anything for him since he was imprisoned.
Is he missing her as much as she is?
The energy was withdrawn from her body inch by inch, like a cocoon peeling off a cocoon. After an unknown amount of time, she felt a little sleepy and couldn't bring herself to have any energy.
Somehow, she suddenly realized that the reason why Prince Jing dared to let her go back was because he was sure that she would not be able to report back.
She wanted to grab Bai He's arm and ask Bai He to go back and report to her that the little emperor brother who was far away in the capital and his fourth brother were colluding with the barbarians.
But she finally couldn't muster the strength, so she brushed her fingertips against Bai He's tight forearms and whispered softly.
"sleepy."
"my child."
Seeing this, Bai He knew something was wrong and said, "Your Highness, you can't sleep." She didn't care too much and pinched Zhao Rong's arm to keep her awake.
Pots of shocking blood were moved out of the house, and the coachman was waiting outside with a white face - the person inside was the eldest princess. If something happened at this moment, he would inevitably be held responsible. The maidservant came out again carrying a copper basin, frowning.
He said, "Give way, don't block the way."
The driver was startled and quickly took a few steps back.
The movement inside gradually died down, and the silence was actually quite frightening.
After a long while, Bai He came out with his newborn son wrapped in a small fleece blanket, but his eyes were lowered, showing no signs of happiness.
The director of the inn felt his heart sink. A woman's childbirth is a matter of life and death. Even if you are a princess, you will not take this matter lightly. He took a deep breath and asked, "Your Highness, how is she...?"
The young man's little face was wrinkled and his whole body was red. He was picked up by the maid on the side and cried twice.
The intermittent cries echoed, scratching the bones of everyone present, making people frightened and holding their breath slightly.
Bai He looked into the eyes of the inn master and remained silent. His calm face was inlaid with a pair of sad eyes.
This arrogant and hateful eldest princess thought that she could go home even until her death.