Extra: 057 Looking for a doctor, why not send a letter to Beijing
Zhou Xing had no choice but to take Zhanyan out alone this time. Since giving birth to Zhou Shuyu, Zhanyan's health has not been very good. In the past few years, he has been constantly on the sick bed, and his complexion has become worse and worse.
It is really not that easy to find a good doctor on the grassland. In order to treat Zhanyan, Zhou Xing had to take Zhanyan to seek medical treatment and entrust his son to the care of tribal herders.
Zhou Xing naturally knew that other tribes had made some plans before they coveted them, but he did not expect that those people still received the news of his departure, and took advantage of his absence to entangle the forces of several tribes to seize their tribes.
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Fortunately...
"Fortunately, sister, you are here, otherwise Zhanyan and I won't be able to find our home when we come back." As soon as Zhou Xing came back, he went to the herdsmen to talk about this matter, but the sound came before anyone came in.
The voice is hearty and majestic, just like the herdsmen on the grassland.
Feng Qingchen looked up and saw Zhou Xing, who had been weathered and no longer as handsome as before. For some reason, his nose felt sore...
For ten years, Zhou Xing has called this place his home. This is Zhou Xing’s home.
"Sister, what's wrong? Could it be that you don't recognize me?" Zhou Xing knew why Feng Qingchen was surprised.
Ten years have passed, and he is no longer the pampered prince. The hardships in his early years have made him quite adaptable to his current life. He has long since faded away. The dignity raised in Nanling has long since moved like an ordinary nomad.
Zhou Xing thought there was nothing wrong with this. Maybe he was born without the destiny of a prince. Even though he was born into a noble family, he was homeless. Later...
Even if there is a chance to return to the palace, he will end up with nothing.
During those days in Nanling, Zhou Xing regarded it as a dream. The moment he came to the grassland, Zhou Xing told himself to forget his days in Nanling and just be an ordinary herdsman. Only in this way can he be happy.
But some things take time...
Feng Qingchen looked at Zhou Xing and saw the white hair on his temples. She knew without asking that Zhou Xing had not had a good life in the past ten years.
Feng Qingchen took a deep breath, suppressed the sourness in his heart, and complained: "I don't recognize you. I haven't even said a word in ten years. Why should I recognize you?"
Zhou Xing left too simply back then. Apart from saying goodbye in the capital, he never returned to the capital with any news. He even didn't say anything about settling in. Feng Qingchen had always been paying attention to him.
Zhou Xing smiled bitterly: "Sister, don't blame me, these ten years... I have been too busy." He didn't dare.
He is nominally dead. If people find out that he is still alive, those who are loyal to Nanling will definitely use him as an excuse. When the time comes...
Back then, he was unwilling to fight against the Nine Emperors, so how could he be willing now?
"No matter how busy you are, how can you be so busy that you don't even have time to write a letter?" Feng Qingchen glared at him angrily. She also understood Zhou Xing's difficulties in her heart and stopped saying more after getting angry.
"I've met Shu Yu. He is a good, sensible and well-behaved boy." Feng Qingchen took the initiative to bring the topic to the child. Zhou Xing, the child slave, immediately transformed into a good father on the grassland, detailing the events of little Shu Yu in the past few years...
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"Shu Yu has been sensible since he was a child. He can take care of himself before he is three years old. As a father, I am really embarrassed." When he said this, Zhou Xing couldn't help but sigh.
While he was relieved that his child was sensible, he couldn't help but feel sad.
What does it mean that such a young child is so sensible?
It shows that parents have failed to fulfill their responsibilities, so they ask their children to take matters into their own hands.
"What's going on?" Feng Qingchen also thought about it.
Ordinarily, Zhou Xing and Zhan Yan only have one child, Shu Yu, so even if there are no servants to serve them, they will not have to ask the child to take care of themselves.
When Feng Qingchen asked, Zhou Xing did not hide it: "Ayan's health is not very good. She has fallen ill from time to time since giving birth to Shuyu. I also took her to seek medical treatment this time."
"Not feeling well? Why don't you write to me?" Feng Qingchen's expression turned grim, showing a bit of dissatisfaction.
Did Zhou Xing treat her as an outsider?
"Sister, don't be angry. I didn't mean that. It's just that when Ayan gives birth to her baby, you have to give birth, so I don't want to disturb you." At that time, he really had the intention of establishing a relationship with Feng Qingchen.
His status made it difficult for him to have a close relationship with Feng Qingchen. If Feng Qingchen didn't care, he couldn't help but care.
Feng Qingchen was extremely angry and laughed back: "We haven't seen each other for ten years, and you have even regressed in telling lies. You sent me a letter, but I can't come. Can't I send an imperial doctor?"
"Sister, I don't want to stir up trouble. You know, once someone from the capital comes here, my whereabouts will be exposed. I like this place very much, and I really regard it as my home, so I don't want to leave."
This explanation makes sense, but Feng Qingchen still feels uncomfortable...
"Do you have to be so familiar with me?" When Feng Qingchen said this, his heart was sour, and the look in his eyes at Zhou Xing also showed a hint of loss that was not easy to detect.
Zhou Xing felt a pain in his heart and said quickly: "Sister, you know, I am not that kind of person."
Feng Qingchen glanced at Zhou Xing and sighed heavily: "That's all, where is Zhanyan? I'll go and show her."
What happened back then...
There was nothing she could do to feel sorry for Zhou Xing.
It was not because of her that Zhou Xing did not fight against the Nine Emperors Uncle, but Zhou Xing simply did not have the capital to fight against the Nine Emperors Uncle.
Back then, if Zhou Xing could not escape with his own life, his fate would be other than death, and he would be imprisoned in the deserted city just like other members of the Nanling clan.
The life she is living now is Zhou Xing's choice. She has not taken advantage of her at all, and she has not felt sorry for him at all.
Regarding Zhou Xing, she, Feng Qingchen, had a clear conscience. She really wanted to say that she was sorry to the worthy person...
She only felt sorry for Su Wenqing.
No matter what, Su Wenqing lost his life because of her.
Feng Qingchen hid the disappointment in her heart, went out to find Zhan Yan, and left Zhou Xing with Uncle Nine Emperors.
Zhou Xing's face was a little embarrassed, and he glanced at Uncle Nine Emperors uncontrollably: "Your Majesty, sister has misunderstood, I really don't..."
"Yes, your sister understands in her heart, and you yourself understand." Uncle Jiuhuang intercepted his words, and for Feng Qingchen's sake, Uncle Jiuhuang said one more sentence: "I know what you are worried about, don't worry...
I don’t take you seriously enough, so there’s no need to be polite.”
These words were so arrogant that Zhou Xing could not say another word except a bitter smile.
Indeed, Jiu... There is no need for the emperor to see him as a fallen prince now. If he doesn't kill him or imprison him, he is just giving face.
"I'm going to apologize to my sister." Zhou Xing sighed and ran outside decisively...
Feng Qingchen's words were correct. The Nine Emperors Uncle was the cold king. The Nine Emperors Uncle's aura was so strong that no one wanted to be alone with him.
Especially in such a small room, with Uncle Nine Emperors around, even breathing is not so smooth.
Zhou Xing ran very fast and wanted to find Feng Qingchen, but he was stopped by the secret guard: "Your Majesty has a destiny, no one is allowed to come near her."
When Zhou Xing heard this, he looked bitter: My sister is really angry with him this time, otherwise...
That won’t be the case either!
Sigh... Zhou Xing couldn't help but sigh. He looked at the endless grassland with no focus in his eyes, as blank as a lost lone wolf...
A message to readers: I woke up, my teeth don’t hurt much anymore, and I’m working towards the third update, trying to do it before eight o’clock!