"Is it almost time?" Xiao Hen asked.
Princess Xinyang looked down at her belly and sighed, "It should have been long ago, but she just won’t come out."
Ten days past the expected due date, and the doctor comes to check the pulse daily; the pulse is still normal.
Xiao Hen probably understood why the aunt didn’t mention his brother to his mother; this pregnancy had been difficult for her, and if she rushed over to find Shangguan Qing, the jostling on the journey could lead to tragedy.
People often take a long time to digest bad news but can quickly adapt to good news.
For Xiao Hen and Shangguan Qing, this soon-to-be sibling would be like gaining a little brother or sister, while for Princess Xinyang, it was the return of a lost son.
Xiao Hen knew that the two had much to discuss, so he stood up and said to Yujin, "Aunt Yujin, there are still some things in the carriage."
Yujin understood, smiled, and said, "Alright, I’ll call someone to move them."
"I’ll go too." Xiao Hen walked out with Yujin.
The door of the house was open, and thick snowflakes were gently falling, turning the entire courtyard white.
Princess Xinyang was not used to being too close to men, but Shangguan Qing was her own flesh and blood, someone she wanted to be close to despite any psychological barriers.
When Xiao Hen was in the room, she restrained herself from being too obvious, not wanting Xiao Hen to feel she was favoring one over the other, which was not her intention.
Actually, she was anxious because Shangguan Qing had suffered so much; whoever showed him affection, Xiao Hen felt it was deserved.
Princess Xinyang looked towards Shangguan Qing, hesitated a bit, and said, "Can Mother sit here with you?"
She was referring to the place Xiao Hen had just sat, which was closer to Shangguan Qing.
"Ah, okay." Shangguan Qing responded blankly, glanced at her inconvenient body, and quickly reacted, "I’ll move over instead!"
Princess Xinyang smiled brightly.
Princess Xinyang was a beauty favored by time, unlike the princess, who was strikingly beautiful and vibrant; she was more like a serene blue lotus on the Tianshan Mountains.
Elegant, composed, and gracefully understated.
Shangguan Qing suddenly imagined that he would find a wife like his mother later.
However, it seemed there was no chance now.
Princess Xinyang was fixated on her son, never tired of watching him.
She had many things she wanted to say to her son but didn’t know how to start as the words reached her lips.
Nervousness, it wasn’t just him, right?
He worried that Princess Xinyang wouldn’t like a son like him, and Princess Xinyang worried that he wouldn’t like a mother who hadn’t raised him for a day.
"You..." Princess Xinyang opened her mouth, finding a topic to say, "Oh right, why didn’t Jiaojiao come back with you?"
Shangguan Qing said, "There is still war over in Jin Country, so she can’t return yet. But don’t worry, the most dangerous time has passed, and now the imperial army holds the upper hand; she won’t be in any trouble."
Moreover, ever since the Gu Family army arrived, that Gu Changqing wouldn’t let the little girl go to the front lines much.
She mainly stayed to guard Quyang City and treat injured soldiers.
Of course, this is also a very arduous task, as lives are at stake, and each life is precious.
Princess Xinyang was slightly relieved, "Then, did you meet Long Yi?"
Shangguan Qing said, "I didn’t meet him; Ahen said he left, only after escorting Ahen from the border pass back to the interior of Yan Country did he go."
It seems Long Yi and Ahen had met.
As expected.
Having been together for so many years, Long Yi probably could not let go of Ahen.
He would certainly bid farewell to Ahen before seeking his own answers.
However, she had once thought Long Yi’s answer lay in Yan Country.
Now it seemed there was another place.
Shangguan Qing didn’t know much about Long Yi, only knowing he was an undercover guard by the princess’s side, who watched Xiao Hen grow up and seemed to have some background, now having gone to seek his past.
Princess Xinyang continued, "Have you... gotten married?"
It’s a topic that parents all over the world can’t avoid.
That’s odd, you’ve asked about everyone, why haven’t you asked about my father?
Shangguan Qing honestly said, "I haven’t gotten married."
Princess Xinyang thought about how he had been poisoned all these years and probably didn’t have the mind to marry, so she didn’t pursue the topic further but asked, "Has your poison been cured?"
This was the most crucial point; she had just been so focused on looking at her son that she forgot the most important thing.
"It’s cured." Shangguan Qing smiled as he said.
Princess Xinyang doubted and asked, "When was it cured? Didn’t the National Master Hall have no solution?"
One must admit, a mother’s intuition is strong.
Shangguan Qing had anticipated her doubts and responded with the prepared story, "There is a kind of purple grass, the roots of which can refine into a very potent poison; only one out of a hundred people can withstand it. Someone like me, who lacks martial arts skills, is even less likely to survive. But once you endure it, all pain and toxins would heal without medicine."
When he mentioned that this method was so fierce, Princess Xinyang’s heart tightened.
"This purple grass is hard to come by, but fortunately, the Han Family of Yan Country had planted a purple grass garden at the border pass. After the imperial army took down the Han Family, they seized their purple grass garden as well. I thought since I was doomed anyway, might as well give it a try. I nearly didn’t make it back to see you alive."
As he spoke, he pitifully grabbed Princess Xinyang’s wrist, "The venom of purple grass is so fierce, I was in agony for those few days..."
Xiao Hen looked at him, then at Princess Xinyang, speaking to Shangguan Qing: "You ate so many candied haws, do you still have space? Don’t overeat."
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