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Chapter 81 Wait for me to come back
"Step aside!"

She pushed him hard and walked towards Qin Gong.

Zixi picked up the snack box that had fallen on the ground, and then followed it unhurriedly.

When I got back to the palace, I heard from the servants that the monarch had summoned Young Master Zixi and had been waiting for him for a long time.

After changing his clothes, Zixi rushed to see the king.

There was a rebellion on the border, and he took the initiative to ask Ying to go to quell the rebellion.Fan Ya didn't know this until Zixi came back.

"There are generals in the frontier to counter the rebellion. Why are you going to join in the fun?"

Hearing the news, she had a bad feeling.

Zixi smiled, and diverted her attention by talking, "Don't be a monster around these days when I'm away, and wait for me to come back obediently."

Be a demon?
"I'm helping you do something right, okay?"

Although Li Haolan wasn't brought down, at least her people inquired about many secrets in the palace in time, right?
This man not only didn't appreciate it, but also said such words, which made her mad!
She was washing her feet, when a high-pitched sound suddenly frightened the palace servants who were serving her feet.

"Slave, slave should die..." The palace man immediately knelt down.

"go out!"

After answering yes, the palace servants did not dare to stay, so they ran out quickly.

Looking at the splashing water beside the basin, Zixi shook his head, "Your temper will never get better in this lifetime."

As he spoke, he sat up and took the white cloth beside him, and bent his knees to wipe her feet.

He moved gently, lowered his waist and carefully wiped her feet. He was so angry that Fan Ya couldn't let it out.

"How good-tempered do you think you are?" Finally, he just muttered such a sentence in a low voice.

"I'll have two months at most, and I'll come back as soon as I'm done. You take good care of the baby in the palace," he told her in a deep voice while helping her to lie on the bed.

Fan Ya couldn't help but frowned when she heard about two months, "It's troublesome?"

"No," he reassured softly.

"When are we leaving?"

"tomorrow."

Her heart suddenly became heavy, she muttered, "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"what?"

He didn't catch it.

She forced a smile, "Nothing."

"After I left, the people in this hall will withdraw, and no one will watch over you. No matter what you want to do, think twice. If you can't do it, wait for me to come back. I will do it for you, you know?"

The caretakers have all withdrawn...

Fan Ya couldn't be happy, her eyes were a little red, and her voice was a little nasal, "Got it."

He handed today's pigeon ruby ​​whistle to her, "I leave those seven people to you. They are all trained and skilled in martial arts. You can just blow the whistle when you are in danger, and you can tell them to do anything. ..."

It was the first time for Fan Ya to see him talking so much, but she didn't think it was long-winded.

She took the whistle, "Got it, I'll be careful."

He was still worried, "Remember, don't mess around, and don't provoke anyone."

He was specifically referring to Ying Zichu and Li Haolan.

"Okay, I remember," she nodded sharply.

One night, Fan Ya nodded and agreed to Zi Xi's instructions for several cars, without refuting or opposing him.Looking at the obedient and obedient woman, the man's heart warmed a little.I thought it would be great if she could always be so obedient.

Holding her in his arms, he rested his chin on her forehead, feeling her warmth.

"Yar."

This was the second time he called her that. The first time was when she pretended to be dizzy and he carried her back.

"Well," Fan Ya leaned on his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat.

"wait me back."

"Well," she replied again, "you said you wanted me to be Queen Qin, and I'm still waiting for you to come back to fulfill your promise."

He smiled. "I won't break my word."

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Sparkling, white snow fluttering, Zi Xi walked in the early winter, and it was clear that the winter solstice had just arrived, and there was already a heavy snowfall in Xianyang City.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, there were very few pedestrians in Xianyang City, only sentry guards resolutely guarded the city gate, and occasionally encountered soldiers who rode into the city to report urgent documents.

It was shivering from the cold outside, Fan Ya stayed in the back room, beside a big stove, she lay quietly on the bed, and took the hand warmer from the servant in her hand.

Accidentally remembered that she came to Kuishui that night with an unbearable stomachache, and Zixi asked someone to find a hand heater for her...

"Young master and wife, today's meal has been prepared," the palace servant announced in a warm voice as he entered the inner hall.

The child in her womb has been very naughty these past few days, kicking her at every turn, and now she is playing tricks again.

Fan Ya touched her slightly swollen abdomen, "I don't have any appetite, so I won't eat."

It's all Zixi's fault for causing her to suffer such a great crime, and he must look good when she comes back!
She turned her head and asked the maidservant, "Your Master has been away for two months, right?"

He said he would be back in about two months.

The palace man smiled, "My lord, it's just January today."

She couldn't help frowning, is it so slow?
He has urgent matters on the front line, and since he left, he has contacted Fan Ya again without a single letter.

Without personal bickering, I always feel that there is nowhere.

Slightly sighed, she ordered, "Go down."

"My lord, would you like some candied fruit from Dongpu?"

Presumably it was because of severe nausea, Fan Ya ate less and less in the past few days, and she looked thinner, afraid that the young master would be angry when he came back, so the palace servant asked more questions.

candied fruit...

When Zixi left, she ordered Dongpu to deliver fresh candied fruit every day, as well as the dessert she said she liked last time.

Fan Ya shook her head, "No, all go down."

she repeated.

Just in case this moody son-in-law got angry, the servants did not dare to say more, and saluted one after another.

It would be easier for him to let someone else deliver it directly, she insisted on eating it from him to buy it himself!
After noon, she felt a little hungry, so she asked someone to serve a bowl of lotus seed soup, and she lay down to rest after tasting half of the bowl.

She doesn't eat much now, but she is very lethargic, and can sleep for more than half a day a day.

After sleeping for about an hour, she felt much better after waking up, so she was helped by the servants to sit in the outer hall, and admire the flowers that Xia Zixi had planted some time ago.

She deliberately angered him that day, bickering that he was just a reckless man who could only wield swords and swords, and didn't understand the elegance of literati. Since then, he has become obsessed with planting flowers and trees.

Fan Ya loves peach blossoms the most. In March, warblers fly, scorching peach blossoms are as gorgeous as peaches and plums, so he looks around for some precious seeds to plant.

The ones that had been planted before were all dead, Fan Ya taunted him again, but he was not discouraged, instead he changed from growing flowers to planting trees.

The two seedlings outside the courtyard are her masterpieces.

She advised him at the time that it was almost winter and he would not survive even if he planted it, but he didn't believe in evil, so he had to plant it, and he planted it under her eyelids.

Every time Fan Ya came out of the palace, he could see someone's two saplings.

He hasn't formed yet, so I really don't know what he's showing off.

She didn't stop her, and looked outside every day, waiting for the two seedlings to die to see his jokes.

It was raining and snowing outside the window, and a sudden gust of evil wind blew some dead trees tottering, and even Samuume bent over, but there were two trees planted by a certain person that could not be called trees. Safe and sound in the cold winter wind, standing still.

(End of this chapter)