Chang’an Peasant Girl

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It was probably coughing. Li Wuyu was even weaker. At the age of fifteen, people looked very pitiful, but she still smiled: "I've seen it, I've taken two medicines, and my room smells like medicine. Well, didn't Master smell it?"

"The doctor said when will it be okay?" An Jing asked again.

"The doctor said that taking the medicine for two or three days should be fine." Li Wuyu answered truthfully.

Quietly said: "Then in two days, your master and I will come to see you again."

Li Wuyu was moved: "Master Lao is worried about you." After a pause, he said: "Master, when I recover from my illness, I have to leave for home. My father has written a letter from him. If I don't go back, he will They will send someone to tie me back."

"Your father is only a daughter like you. It has been several months since you came out. Can he not worry about it? Naturally, he wants you to go back sooner."

"But if I go back, then me and my baby" Li Wuyu was sad.

"There is a fate to meet each other for thousands of miles, but there is no fate to meet each other." Jing can only be so comforted.

"There is a fate to meet for thousands of miles, but there is no chance to meet each other." Li Wuyu muttered this sentence, muttered it three times, and then said to Jing Jing: "Master is right."

Not much to talk about, Li Wuyu now needs to rest, and then, Jingjing and Xiao Changyi left the house where Li Wuyu lived and rode back home.

Not long after returning home, Meng Zhuqing came.

After Meng Zhuqing bowed to Xiao Changyi and An Jing, he said, "The emperor has something for you."

Jing Jing was surprised: "Don't believe me?" Usually the words of the emperor and the prince are written in letters for them to read.

Meng Zhuqing said: "No." After a pause, "The emperor said that he was very angry and didn't want to write letters to the Lord. He wrote so many letters, but the Lord still didn't take him seriously, and the official warehouse dared to let people open it. , daring to act."

An Jing: "" Such naive words are really what the emperor said today? There seems to be more than fifty emperors today, right?

Xiao Changyi's expression did not change at all. He picked up the tea, took a slow sip, and said slowly, "Tell him his birthday, and we will visit him in Beijing."

Meng Zhuqing immediately said: "The emperor also means the same. The emperor said that if the master and his wife can go to the capital to see him once, he will not be angry."

Quiet:""

After Meng Zhuqing left, Jing Jing asked Xiao Changyi: "You don't know a fake emperor, right?" How can an emperor be so childish. Those who believed in her back then didn't realize that the emperor was so naive.

Xiao Changyi said in disgust, "He's just an old child."

An Jing: If someone else said this, they would be beheaded, right?

"Are you really sure you know the real Emperor of Xiyun Kingdom?" An Jing asked again in disbelief.

Xiao Changyi pulled her to sit on his lap.

Quietly hugged his neck and smiled: "It's good if it's true, otherwise, I'm really afraid that your head won't be enough to chop off."

The corners of Xiao Changyi's thin and cold mouth curled slightly, and his forehead gently rubbed her forehead, and then kissed her on the lips. Immediately, he said solemnly, "He is a wise man."

Quietly said: "I can see it. I can see it because you haven't cured your sins because of your presumptuousness."

Of course, her husband was just presumptuous, but he had never done anything bad.

After thinking for a while, he said quietly: "His birthday is in September, let's go to Beijing in August, and we can have a good time on the road." It's like traveling.

"Yeah." Xiao Changyi had no opinion.