Xiang Ziyu smiled, "When I was young, my mother and concubine died, and my father didn't like me. In the huge palace, no one could protect me, so the eunuchs and maids below were not very kind to me, and they were often hungry. I stole the rice from the kitchen to cook porridge."
After a pause, he suppressed the sadness in his eyes and smiled softly. "This is the first time I cook porridge for others, and you are the first."
Huarong's heart ached, her eyes were flushed, she hugged Xiang Ziyu tightly, and did not speak for a long time.
What she thought was Xiang Ziyu. He is as gentle as jade, and also the king of Huainan. From the moment he was born, he had a status and rights that others could not imagine. He could have whatever he wanted. He should not have to worry about food and clothing.
But he never talked about it.
Xiang Ziyu buried his head on Huarong's shoulder, and let go of his pretended strength. He is fragile at the moment, and he doesn't mind showing his vulnerable side in front of the woman he likes the most.
After maintaining this posture for a long time, the sadness in Xiang Ziyu's eyes gradually solidified, forming an impenetrable wall of copper and iron, hiding the fragility in it, making people invisible, and the corners of the drooping mouth slowly rose, with a gentle smile.
He lightly patted Huarong's back, "Okay, I'm fine, it's all overit's over."
"Um."
Huarong raised her face and looked at Xiang Ziyu with love in her eyes.
Seeing Xiang Ziyu blushed, he asked inexplicably, "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"
Huarong shook her head with a smile, "I just feel that you are very handsome today, you are handsome for climbing the ladder, you are handsome for cooking porridge, you are handsome for carving flowers, and you were handsome even just now."
Xiang Ziyu was stunned for a moment, then burst into a smile, and patted Huarong's head, "Then take a closer look. There is no charge."
Xiang Ziyu couldn't do without Huarong's acting like a baby, and he didn't want to send the bowl back, so he immediately called Deshun to take it down, and by the way, called the imperial physician to treat Huarong.
"We're going back to Chang'an tomorrow." Huarong murmured as she lay in Xiang Ziyu's arms.
Xiang Ziyu stroked Huarong's long hair, "Don't want to go back?"
"No." Huarong's voice was a little low, "I miss home, but I don't want to. I want to go back, but I don't want to go back."
"How about we spend a few more days in Nanshan?" Xiang Ziyu asked.
"No." Huarong shook her head. "Let's go back, don't worry. I think about the cakes from Shufangzhai in Chang'an, the soup dumpling in the east of the city, the rows of peach blossom trees in the south of the city, the small temple in Nanshan outside the city, Changle Palace, and the imperial garden."
But I didn't want to go back. Going back to Chang'an proved that when the date of delivery came, she was really not sure, and she was really scared.
Huarong didn't say the second half of the sentence, she was afraid that Xiang Ziyu would be worried.
Xiang Ziyu smiled, "Then let's go back and eat the pastries from Shufangzhai and the soup dumplings from the east of the city. In the spring of next year, we can see the rows of peach trees in full bloom in the south of the city and burn incense at the small temple in Nanshan." Li Buddha, how are you?"
"Okay." Huarong nestled quietly in Xiang Ziyu's arms, "How's the border going? Why hasn't there been any news of my elder brother coming back?"
Xiang Ziyu's body froze all of a sudden, and it took him a long time to recover. He hadn't heard anything about Hua Yu for a long time. In a flash, he had already hidden him in the deepest part of his memory, and when he suddenly mentioned it, he felt a little uncomfortable.
"Really?" Xiang Ziyu pretended to be at a loss, "I'll send someone to inquire later."
Huarong said "hmm", "In the past, no matter what happened, my brother was always by my side, so that I could feel at ease, butwe have all grown upbutHuainanif , I mean if, I want to say goodbye. He is my only relative."
"I know, I know." Xiang Ziyu's eyes were red, and when Huarong said goodbye, he felt very uncomfortable, "When we return to Chang'an, he will come back."
"Really?" Huarong tugged on Xiang Ziyu's sleeve, with a bit of joy on his face.
"Really." Xiang Ziyu nodded.
Huarong smiled, "I haven't seen you for almost a year, and I don't know how my elder brother is doing. How are you doing? I heard that the border gate is very stormy, blowing people easily, and the wind and snow are also heavy. There are snow mountains there! Snow mountains There is a snow fox here, I don¡¯t know if elder brother has seen it? When he comes, I must ask.¡±
As Huarong chattered excitedly, Xiang Ziyu's heart sank, his sadness gradually emerged, and the images of the border gate gradually emerged in his mind, the images of them standing hand in hand, and the images of them setting up bold ambitions emerged.
He said that he wanted to win battles together, conquer the country of Qi together, and conquer the world together, but in the end, he broke his promise and took the first step and was buried on the top of the snow-capped mountain.
"What are you thinking?" Huarong asked.Shaking Xiang Ziyu lightly, "I haven't said anything for so long."
"Huh?" The blurred eyes gradually focused, and Xiang Ziyu came back to his senses, "I remembered some past events, and I remembered the matter with Hua Yu."
"Brother?" Huarong begged, "What's the matter? I want to hear it."
Xiang Ziyu stroked Huarong's hair, "When I met your elder brother, you were not yet born. At that time, he often went to play with me in the palace, and I often went out to look for him. He was practicing sword, and I was reading. Occasionally, we practiced sword, read, climbed trees and fished together. We were very naughty. After you left Chang'an, your elder brother and I have been keeping in touch with each other, and we agreed to return to Chang'an again.
Later, when you came back, your elder brother and I planned our own futures, and then"
Xiang Ziyu babbled on and on for a long time, including sadness and joy, ups and downs, joys, anger, sorrows and joys.
After feeling a lot, I realized that Huarong hadn't replied for a long time. Looking down, she was sleeping sweetly in her arms, like a kitten. Xiang Ziyu smiled, and lowered his head to place a kiss on Huarong's forehead .
Hua Yu, I will take good care of her.
The weather was cool, Huarong was still awake when the imperial physician came to make a diagnosis, and it was inconvenient for the imperial physician to check, so he prescribed some ointment to reduce swelling, and Xiang Ziyu applied the medicine for her, as for the others, she had to wait until dawn for another diagnosis Fan.
Early in the morning, after Huarong drank the medicine, Xiang Ziyu was busy preparing Qichen to return to Chang'an. It had been more than half a month since he came out. And the three of General Zhou dealt with it, but it was calm.
"Huainan?" Huarong couldn't see Xiang Ziyu everywhere, so she went out to look for it. Maybe she was pregnant, and because of too many life and death experiences, her mood was unstable, and she became uneasy when she couldn't see Xiang Ziyu for a while.
"Miss, the emperor should talk to Father-in-Law Deshun outside." Hua Lu supported Hua Rong to go out, "I met you when I was picking flowers before! It seems to be something mysterious."
"It should be a matter of the court. Counting the days, we have been out for a long time." Huarong didn't care, "Picking flowers? The colorful bunch of flowers you just brought? Where did you pick them? Why didn't I pick them?" See a place that grows flowers?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com