Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Early the next morning, Hongze got up quietly as usual, and his movements were extremely gentle, for fear of waking her up.

Anan turned over, got up lazily, and yawned continuously, but still forced himself to stay awake and walked over to take the clothes off the hanger for him.

Every day, Nanny Su would order people to put the official uniform that Hongze would wear the next day in the same place, which was very appropriate.

He raised his hands obediently, seeing that she could hardly open her eyes, but was still determined to help her put on her clothes.

After he was finally dressed, Anan carefully tied the belt for him. Then he nodded with satisfaction, stood on tiptoes and nibbled his lips, smiling with great satisfaction: "My husband is the most handsome man in the world!"

He smiled, carried her back to the bed, and clung to her and kissed her for a while before turning over and saying softly, "I'm leaving first, you sleep a little longer."

Anan was very sleepy. He nodded repeatedly, turned over and fell asleep again.

Hongze walked out of the house quickly. Bi'an and Jiuling, who had been waiting outside, widened their eyes when they saw him taking off his clothes while walking.

He frowned: "The clothes are worn upside down, what's so good about it!"

Bi'an and Jiuling had followed him for so many years and had never seen such a scene before, so they could naturally guess what was going on. Jiuling held back his laughter the whole time, but Bi'an said stupidly, "My Lord, let's just speed up on the horse. You look like Ximen Qing if you keep busy while walking!"

Hongze moved quickly. Before he even reached the front door, he had already put on his clothes again. He turned around and glanced at Bi'an coldly, his eyes as sharp as a knife.

Bi'an knelt down and kowtowed, saying in a terrified manner, "I am wrong, my lord."

Jiuling fanned the flames: "Is it the Lord who is wrong, or are you wrong?"

Bi'an's face turned pale, and he said quickly: "I was wrong, I was wrong, my lord!"

He smiled coldly: "If you dawdle any longer, your Master Ximen will be late for court."

Bi'an didn't dare to say anything else. He quickly got up, and without even brushing the mud off his knees, he followed the two men on horseback and galloped away.

The three of them had just arrived at the palace gate, when it was the most crowded, when they suddenly heard the death knell ringing.

Everyone stopped and time seemed to stand still.

No one had ever received the news and didn't know what was going on, but Hongze thought of the prince first. He felt his scalp tingling and his whole body tense. He didn't care about anything else and rode directly to the East Palace. On the way, he met He Lang, who was pale with big dark circles under his eyes and hurried out.

When they saw Hongze, He Lang burst into tears.

"Why are you so panicked?" Hongze asked him. He Lang was Chengju's godson and had been with the prince for many years. He was a man who knew how to handle things in a measured way and had never been so panicked.

He Lang cried, "My Lord, the concubine has been busy and worried for days. She had a miscarriage last night and gave birth to a little prince. I was thinking of informing Your Highness of such good news as soon as possible. Who would have thought that just as I arrived at the door..."

"I just heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has passed away!" He Lang cried more and more sadly, "He was fine yesterday, but suddenly fell ill at dawn, vomiting blood in large mouthfuls. It was horrifying to see. Before the Imperial Hospital could rush over, he..."

Hongze's whole body froze for a moment, and he hurried inside. The emperor was sitting in the prince's room, and he looked more than ten years older in an instant.

It is the most horrible thing for an older person to send off a younger person, no matter where it happens.