First Lady of the Crown Prince

Chapter 997 New Year’s Eve Reunion (Jingkong)

 Xiao Heng stayed in the room for a full two-quarters of an hour before coming out.

Just now he deliberately gave Gu Jiao an excuse to leave, not that Gu Jiao really wanted to read and post the couplets.

As expected, he went to the next door, where Gu Jiao sat motionless.

That peaceful look makes people feel distressed.

 Gu Jiao heard the sound of him opening the door, stood up and looked at him, her tone was calm, but her eyes were worried: "How is the clearance?"

　　Xiao Heng entered the room and placed the empty bottle of golden sore medicine on the table.

 The answer is already obvious.

Such a large bottle, the whole family couldn't clean it up in a year, which shows how many injuries Jingkong had on his body.

Gu Jiao depressedly pressed her forehead against his tight chest.

 He raised his slender jade-like hand and gently rubbed her head.

He always comforted her like this when she was feeling down.

Xiao Heng said softly: "Don't be too sad. I looked carefully and the injuries have healed."

He was now able to calmly explain to her, but he had almost lost control a few times in the room just now.

Fortunately, Jiaojiao didn't see his embarrassed look, otherwise he would not be able to see anyone in the future.

She whispered: "He used to have pimples. I didn't want him to leave even a small pimple, so I **** his little hands. He sneaked out to scratch the itch, but Gu Changqing caught him."

Now that he has so many scars on his body, how painful her heart must be.

“Also, he would even tell me if his fingers hurt when he smashed walnuts.”

  Xiao Heng didn’t know how to comfort her.

Boys are like this. When they were young, they were always clinging to their mothers. But as they grow up, some words and things can only be known to their fathers.

 Probably, this is the price of growth.

 It’s the child’s protection of his mother.

 …

 Supper is placed at Shangguan Yan's side.

Because Xiao Cong had just vomited and his body had not yet recovered, someone had to hold him. Xiao Heng had already held Xiao Yan and Xiao Xuan, so Gu Jiao went to hold Xiao Cong.

But how could Xuanyuan Xi make Jiaojiao tired?

He must do the work of holding the child!

 Xuanyuan Xi decisively took Xiao Cong over again.

Xiao Cong sat in his arms with a dark face: Uncle, you can be a human being!

Tonight is the New Year’s Eve dinner. Duke An Guo was invited to the palace, and Feng Wuxiu also came.

Feng Wuxiu is quite confused. Why does the palace always call him or the two of them for the New Year's Eve dinner?

But the food cooked by the imperial chef is delicious, and he is happy to come.

 Xuanyuan Qi, Liao Chen and Taoist Master Qingfeng were all stationed at the border and could not return to Beijing.

During dinner, Xuanyuan Xi finally found out about being made a marquis. To be honest, he wasn't interested in official positions. He didn't go to war to be an official. However, if he could show off to his bad brother-in-law, that would be too much. So happy!

He picked up a chopstick of green vegetables and said in a humorous tone: "Oh, some people don't get the top prize in high school until they are nineteen years old, but some people are already a marquis at the age of thirteen!"

Except for Xiao Yan and Xiao Xiao Xuan, everyone at the table didn't understand. Everyone else twitched their mouths. The familiar recipe, the familiar taste, that stinky little monk was back again.

But what kind of Versailles is this?

　　A high school champion at the age of nineteen? How can you let other top picks live?

Also, do I need to remind you that your bad brother-in-law was a young man in the Imperial College at the age of thirteen?

 The ceiling between one man and one man has been lifted by you two.

Xuanyuan Xi raised his chin and snorted: "I don't care, anyway, I am better than the bad brother-in-law!"

Xiao Heng gave him a piece of fish with the bones removed: "Eat yours."

Xuanyuan Xi has stopped feeling sick since he was ten years old. At first, he could only drink a little broth, then gradually he could eat a little fish and shrimp, and now he can also eat a little lean meat.

 Just not too much.

Xuanyuan Xi hummed and ate happily.

 At this time, he is a carefree child again.

 New Year's Eve was also the birthday of Xiao Heng and Xuanyuan Xi. The imperial kitchen cooked longevity noodles for them, and Xuanyuan Xi drank them all in one breath.

He had never been hungry at home, but he went hungry for three days on the battlefield. As a result, everything he ate tasted particularly delicious.

 The adults at the table couldn't help but feel a little sad when they saw him like this.

An Guogong smiled and smoothed things over: "I almost forgot the gift."

 Xuanyuan Xi took his head out of the noodle bowl: "Well, there are other gifts? Is it for me?"

An Guogong smiled: "You and Ah Heng both have it."

Most of the gifts given to Xiao Heng were books, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, but the gifts given to Xuanyuan Xi were of various kinds.

Gu Jiao gave him a newly made nine-section whip, and asked Gu Xiaoshun to design a hidden weapon for the whip, which could be used offensively, defensively, or for sneak attacks.

Xuanyuanxi went outside and played with it twice on the spot. The weight and length were just right, and the flexibility was perfect. He liked it very much.

 He put the whip on his waist, returned to his seat, and asked Xiao Heng: "Brother-in-law, what do you have for me?"

Xiao Heng said lightly: "No, I didn't know you were coming back."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of whizzing through the air outside the hall, and then, a golden firework burst into bloom in the endless sky.

"fireworks!"

Xuanyuan Xi opened his eyes wide and swooped out!

Xiao Yan was so anxious: "I want to see it too! I want to see it too! I want to see it too!"

 The doors and windows are wide open, the reunion dinner is placed in an excellent position, and the angle of the fireworks is carefully calculated, so you can watch a fireworks feast even while sitting.

Unable to stand the fireworks, everyone went to the small garden outside the palace.

The dazzling golden fireworks bloomed again and again, lighting up the entire night sky, and the entire palace witnessed this grand fireworks.

　　Bang! Bang! Bang!

Xiao Yan was so excited that she screamed: "So beautiful! So beautiful!"

 The quiet and pretty boy Xiao Cong rarely found tonight’s fireworks beautiful.

Little Xiao Xuan, who was only two years old, was so frightened by the explosion that he crawled into Shangguan Yan's arms.

 There are thirteen rounds of fireworks in total.

Xuanyuan Xi looked up at the colorful sky, reluctant to blink.

 Gu Jiao came to him at some point and looked at the fireworks above her head. She said softly: "Your brother-in-law made this specially for you."

 “Huh?” He was startled.

Gu Jiao said: "When you came back from Liang State last year, didn't you say that Liang State's fireworks were beautiful? Your brother-in-law made them for you and planned to show them to you on your twelfth birthday, but you went to join the army."

Xiao Heng didn’t say anything, but kept in mind that Jingkong was one year older and he made more fireworks.

 Just wait until Jingkong comes back safely.

Gu Jiao curled her lips and looked at him: "Your brother-in-law loves you very much."

Just like loving my eldest son, I am strict and picky, but if you want stars, I will give you the entire galaxy without hesitation.

Xuanyuan Xi tugged on his slightly red ears, glanced at his bad brother-in-law who was also watching the fireworks not far away, and hummed in a low voice: "Jiaojiao loves me the most!"

 …

After watching the fireworks, Shangguan Qing brought over the sweet-scented osmanthus wine brewed by the palace winemaker.

 Xuanyuan Xi drank wine for the first time in his life.

　　Well, I was tricked by Shangguan Qing.

 He perfectly inherited Gu Jiao’s drinking capacity and could get drunk after just one drink!

Then he also perfectly inherited Gu Jiao’s wine.

I saw him holding the wine bottle with one hand, staggering on the grass in the small garden, taking a deep breath, and started singing.

“…So what if the lyrics are sung~~I am the bones and ashes~Duckweed in troubled times~Enduring the mountains and rivers burning in the flames~I am humble and dare not forget about the country~Even if no one knows me~”

With his right hand, he turned around and began to play in a dramatic tone: "The people in the audience walked by ~ no old colors were seen ~ the people on the stage sang ~ a heartbreaking farewell song ~ the words of love are hard to write ~ her singing must be reconciled with blood ~ The curtain rises and the curtain falls, and we are finally guests~"

The young man has a slim and slender figure, and a face as handsome as jade. He is slightly tipsy and confused after being drunk, his cheeks are slightly flushed, his singing voice is soul-stirring, and he is indescribably handsome.

  Such a young man is really fascinating.

The maids’ hearts were beating fast, and their faces were all blushing without realizing it.

Shangguan Qing was also drunk, listening and tapping time on his lap.

 After finishing the song, he raised the wine bottle and shouted: "Okay!"

Gu Jiao sat next to Xiao Heng, holding her chin up and looking at the young man who looked like an immortal, and smiled: "It's so beautiful."

  Xiao Heng: “…”

 Daughter-in-law, look at me.

 …

Xuanyuanxi drank two more sips and was so drunk that he fell unconscious. Xiao Heng came over and carried him back.

 “I…can walk by myself!” He waved his hand in refusal.

Xiao Heng looked at him angrily and funny: "Take two steps and show me."

  Xuanyuan Xi: “…”

 Xiao Heng carried him up on his back.

Xuanyuan Xi lay on his back, squeezed his shoulders, and muttered: "Bad brother-in-law...why do I feel...you have become smaller..."

 “It’s you who have grown up!”

 How could he become smaller?

 An eight-year-old child and a thirteen-year-old child, lying on the same back, naturally have different feelings.

Even though he was drunk, Xuanyuan Xi asked worriedly: "You, can you carry me?"

Xiao Heng carried him towards the palace: "I am only twenty-seven and very young. Why can't I carry you, a thirteen-year-old kid?"

"Oh." Xuanyuan Xi buried her cheek on his shoulder and said vaguely, "Then you promise me... you won't grow old... neither you nor Jiaojiao... are allowed to grow old..."

Xiao Heng smiled: "Okay, I'm not old."

Xuanyuan Xi hugged Xiao Heng’s neck and muttered drunkenly: “It doesn’t matter if you’re old...”

 You raised me when I was young, and I raised you when you are old.

   The song in this chapter comes from "Chi Ling" by HITA

 (End of this chapter)