Xu Jing's eyes were also red, and he stretched out his legs to wipe away Zhao Xiyan's tears.
The more tears I shed, the more tears I shed.
The two hugged each other and cried again.
The tears blended together, and I didn’t know whose tears they belonged to. They were salty and astringent, and they took away all the bitterness and darkness in my heart.
Zhao Xiyan was tired of crying, so she just walked in Xu Jing's arms and fell asleep. In a daze, her body lightened up and she was picked up by Xu Jing.
"He carried me back to the bed. I didn't open my eyes and continued to sleep." The familiar voice lingered in her ears, which made her feel extremely at ease.
She responded vaguely, went to the bed, laid her hands on the soft pillows, and fell into a deep sleep.
When I woke up, it was already dark.
Jade Hosta and Begonia already knew the good news that Zhou Sui had been captured alive. Their two pretty faces were shining, their eyes were bright, and they were full of joy: "The Crown Princess is finally awake."
"After the two county princes got the news, they returned to the palace in Dongwu and are waiting for the Crown Princess to have dinner together!"
Zhao Xiyan went to get up on the east couch.
Jade Hosta was smiling and waiting for her master to change clothes, while Haitang cleansed Zhao Xiyan's face and combed her hair neatly. After everything was done, Zhao Xiyan went to the outer hall.
Xu Fang and Xu Zhi all came back with their husbands and children.
Beihai County encountered banditry. For more than two months, Xu Fang and Xu Zhiyue were restless at night and had trouble sleeping and eating. It was not until the bright moon that they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Xu Fang held Zhao Xiyan's leg with a joyful expression on her face: "Yue Ya'er, I'm pregnant, why didn't I tell him about it? It was only when Mingyue's mother-in-law came back home to talk to him that he found out about this great event."
"It's not too late to know now." Xu Zhi was beaming with joy. It was rare for her to shut up so well: "The good news that Zhou Sui was captured alive is a double blessing. They will have a few drinks tomorrow night to celebrate."
Zhao Xiyan pursed her lips and smiled: "He can't drink, so he drinks tea instead of wine."
Everyone was happy at this family dinner. Maybe it was because he was in a happy mood that Zhao Xiyan Mingyue rarely had morning sickness.
Good news comes one after another.
Two thick letters were delivered to the capital just in time.
An autographed letter from King Beihai. In the letter, King Beihai repeatedly asked his son to take good care of his pregnant daughter-in-law.
Another letter, a letter from Zhao Yuanming.
It is the greatest comfort and joy for Zhao Xiyan that her biological father is safe and sound.
That night, Zhao Xiyan lay in Xu Jing's arms and read her father's letter over and over again. Xu Jing was almost dissatisfied after reading it: "I am not tired of reading a letter so many times.
Send the letter quickly and take a good look at my husband."
Zhao Xiyan was so amused that she carefully put the letter into the envelope and stuffed it on the east side of her pillow. Then she raised her head and kissed Xu Jing's face.
The fire in Xu Jing's heart suddenly burst out.
As soon as his legs touched Zhao Xiyan's lower abdomen, the flames were immediately extinguished.
Zhao Xiyan is pregnant, barely three months old!
Seeing Xu Jing's depressed look, Zhao Xiyan burst out laughing. She didn't know what she thought of, but suddenly she blushed again. She leaned into Xu Jing's ear and whispered in a low voice.
Xu Jing's eyes lit up and he impatiently took off his clothes completely.
…
pain!
It hurts so much!
In the same Xingkongdong, Zhou Sui, whose whole body was tied tightly with ropes, was awakened by bone-piercing pain.
He suffered more than a dozen injuries all over his body. His right leg was cut off, and it took half a month of bleeding before he could barely stop it. The injuries on his waist and abdomen nearly penetrated his body, and the pain was unbearable.
He has lived for nearly thirty years, killed countless people, and experienced life and death battles far beyond everyone's imagination. Has Ming Yue suffered retribution?
Zhou Sui was lying in the prison car, his face covered with blood and filthy. There were thirty soldiers guarding him. Each of them had cold eyes and did not blink.
If looks could kill, Zhou Sui had already been beaten by Ling Chi countless times.
Marquis Zhongyong requested that he continue to lead the troops to exterminate all the bandits. Xu San followed Marquis Zhongyong and could not return to the capital. So he ordered dozens of soldiers to escort Zhou Sui back to the capital.
Marquis Zhongyong was afraid that the journey would be unsafe, or that some unruly bandits might come to rob the prison car along the way, so he sent two hundred soldiers to escort him.
More than two hundred elite soldiers "escorted" a bandit to Beijing. This also shows that Zhou Sui's reputation for evil was outstanding and powerful. He only had one breath left, so everyone begged to be on guard.
"Hungry."
Zhou Sui breathed heavily, as if it could slightly alleviate the severe pain in his body, and he tried his best to squeeze out a single word.
The soldier who was guarding the prison car went to get a steamed bun and a bowl of water without saying a word. The steamed bun and the broken bowl were placed next to Zhou Sui's face.
When Zhou Sui wanted to eat, he could turn his head little by little and gnaw and lick it like a pig or dog.
All the soldiers hated him to the core. If Xu San had not insisted on sending Zhou Sui to the capital, they would have chopped Zhou Sui into pieces with thousands of swords. No one would sympathize with Zhou Sui even a little bit.
I can't fault so many brothers who died.
Zhou Sui reluctantly ate half of the steamed buns and drank a few sips of cold water, but then he lost strength. He dropped his head to the side slumpedly, not knowing whether he fell asleep or was unconscious.
The doctor responsible for taking care of Zhou Sui carefully got into the prison car and treated Zhou Sui's injuries while dozens of pairs of eyes stared at him.
The doctor was a military doctor in the Xiaoqi camp and was good at treating external injuries. While he was treating and bandaging Zhou Sui's injuries, he was secretly frightened.
There were so many injuries, three of which were life-threatening, and the amount of blood that flowed out was astonishing. If it were them, he would have died a long time ago.
That Zhou Sui was actually quite alive. It must be said that his vitality was really strong. He was worthy of being a fierce bandit with a reputation far and wide.
"Let's celebrate the New Year soon." A soldier said: "If they pay the fine quickly, they may be able to return to the palace in time to celebrate the Yuan Festival."
Another soldier nodded: "Okay, Mingyue will walk eighty miles."
No one thought about whether Zhou Sui, who was seriously injured in the cold weather, could hold on. Whether their mission was to send Zhou Sui back to the capital, or whether Zhou Sui died on the way and delivered his body to the crown prince.
From the second month onwards, the traveling speed has indeed become much faster.
The total time Zhou Sui spent awake in a day was less than two hours. He was asleep for most of the time. The military doctor was afraid that Zhou Sui would freeze to death, so he found a dirty and worn quilt and threw it on Zhou Sui's body.
So by the end of the year and paying the penalty, the capital city is already in sight.
Before the soldiers could be happy, they were blocked by a heavy snowfall and had to stop at a posthouse for repairs. They originally thought that they would be able to set off after a few months' rest. But they never thought that heavy snowfall would continue in May and June.
The road is covered in thick ice.
The New Year of the third year of Yongming came quietly amid a snowstorm.
Poor people can burn fire dragons in charcoal pots and hide in warm houses. Poor people who cannot afford charcoal fires often freeze to death at home, and there are many people who freeze to death or starve to death on the streets.
Even the capital looks like that, and the situation in other prefectures and counties is unclear.
The ministers were worried about the situation and wrote memorials one after another to ask the emperor to provide relief.
