The rebirth of the son-in-law

Song Zhi curled up and snuggled into Chu He's arms until it was broad daylight. When she heard the rooster crowing, she looked up at Chu He. Although she was a little tired from crying and her throat was dry and sore, she still hugged Chu He's waist with her eyes open, afraid She is leaving.

But parting always comes.After experiencing last night, after the two of them opened their hearts, Song Zhi also knew that no one could stop Chu He from leaving, it was inevitable.

Chu He Weiwei was in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.After hearing the crowing of the cock, she came back to her senses, lowered her head and kissed Song Zhi's long black hair, picked her up, and whispered softly, "Are you sleepy?"

Song Zhi shook his head.Her throat was uncomfortable and her body was so sore that she didn't want to talk.

Chu He spoke softly, touching her forehead and rubbing the tip of her nose against each other, creating a beautiful and warm atmosphere. "You are sleepy, just sleep for a while. I will call you when I leave."

Song Zhi could hardly keep his eyes open, but he still raised his head, found Chu He's lips, and kissed him weakly.Chu He sighed inwardly, but still hugged Song Zhi and kissed him gently.

Then, Chu He kissed Song Zhi's forehead and said, "Go to sleep."

Song Zhi made a weak reply and fell into a deep sleep.After a whole night of tossing, Chu He carefully covered Song Zhi with the quilt, then turned over and got on the bed, took out the clothes and changed them for himself.At last she opened the door and went out, closing it softly behind her.

Song Zhi opened his eyes, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

After Chu He went out, he met Feng Ma, who was followed by dozens of palace officials, all of whom were holding clothes with seals and ribbons. Chu He looked back at the closed door, and said to Feng Ma in a low voice, "Be quiet."

Feng Ma was sent by Changsha King to serve Chu He. His bloated body moved, and he covered his mouth to show that he would not make a sound, but his eyes sneaked towards the door.

A group of people turned to Chu He's room, and those well-trained palace servants stepped forward to change Chu He's clothes, put on the under skirt and clothes, tied the seal bag, pulled the long and smooth hair into a bun, put on the gold hairpin headband, and Painted a brow line with rouge.After putting on makeup, Chu He got up, his face was cold, and he had the aura of a noble lord, unstoppable.

"Let's go." The door opened wide, and Chu He walked out first.

Feng Ma opened his mouth to shout an order, but Chu He glanced at him, Feng Ma suppressed the words abruptly, took a breath, and almost choked.

After leaving the backyard, Dou Tu, Yu Du, and Ming An changed into Yinshou clothes, and Ming An even put on armor and a long sword.

After everyone paid their respects to Princess Xianning, Chu He didn't say much, and ordered to set off.The three of them followed Chu He out of the Qu Mansion, Chu Lang and Baiguan stood outside and waited with hands folded, Feng Magao sang: "Princess Xianning is here!"

Chu Lang led all the officials to bow and bowed: "My nephew leads all the ministers, and I respectfully send my aunt back to Beijing!"

Chu He said: "Your Majesty, please get up. Gentlemen, get up." She saluted Chu Lang back.

Outside the crowd, on the avenue, there were convoys lined up, and guards of honor lined up.

"Young Master Song is here!" Another voice shouted.

Chu He glanced at Dou Tu, and Dou Tu's mouth twitched and he blinked.She went down the steps to greet her in person, and saw Song Shu surrounded by a few white-clothed orders beside the convoy.

The two greeted each other, and Chu He said, "Changsheng, did you sleep well last night?"

Song Shu pointed at the black circles under his eyes with a wry smile and said, "I haven't slept all night. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep well in the next few days."

Chu He smiled, looking energetic: "Okay, don't delay any longer. Your Majesty is ill, and we have to return to Beijing to serve you."

She and the people on the left and right ordered to get on the car, and the palace servants supported her, boarded the car and got on the car.Today's carriage frame is eight luan, with eight melodious small bells hung on both sides of the carriage body, which are completely made in accordance with the ritual system - the carriage: like the square of the earth; the carriage cover: like the circle of the sky; Spokes: take the image of the sun and the moon; cover bow: take the image of the 28 constellations.The place where the imperial hand sits in front is a little lower than her.Dou Tu boarded the car to drive for her, and on the other side, there was a car with a lower etiquette than her, Yu Jiayi, and Song Shu, who was dressed in new clothes and had a serious expression, sat on the car.

Yu Du sang the salute, and the whole convoy moved slowly.Chu He's frame was driving in front, while Song Shu's was behind.

Song Zhi came out of the door, and all the officials bowed their heads to send them off. Her gaze skipped over the civil and military officials of Changsha Kingdom, and her eyes followed Chu He's frame, but unexpectedly bumped into Song Shu who was looking back.

The two looked at each other, Song Shu suddenly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled meaningfully, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and soon, he turned his head, leaving only a back view, which cut off Song Zhi's surprise.

At this time, Song Jian and his son, who were released by Chu He, were walking on a deserted path. Song Jian picked a piece of grass, picked the shredded meat between his teeth, and patted his stomach contentedly.As they walked, the old man didn't keep up, Song Jian urged impatiently: "Hurry up, hurry up, old and immortal thing——uh!"

Song Jian fell to the ground, blood sprayed from his neck, and splashed all over the man in black behind him.And behind the man in black lay a deadly middle-aged man, his eyes wide open.The man in black wiped Song Jian's knife with his knife, and put the knife back into its sheath, inadvertently revealing the badge of the Habayashi Army hanging on his waist, shaking in the wind.

After Princess Xianning's convoy left, Chu Lang turned around and told all the officials to stand up, and when he looked up, he saw Song Zhi who was looking pensive.Seeing that Song Zhi's complexion was not good, he thought it was Chu He who was reluctant to leave, and after thinking about it, he stepped forward to comfort him and said, "Ah Zhi, don't be sad, I will take you to Luoyang after I put down the chaos in Shanyue."

"Ah?" Song Zhi woke up startled, but after realizing it, she frowned and cared about another person, "That Song Shu..."

Chu Lang's complexion changed, he turned around to let all the officials disperse, stepped forward and said in a low voice: "I have been with Changsheng for many years, but I didn't know he had this identity. I don't know how my aunt found out, maybe she didn't come to secretly investigate Princes, but for longevity."

Seeing that he was serious, Song Zhi immediately became vigilant, dragged him into the mansion, and said as he walked, "Come in and tell me."

Chu Lang was pulled by her, secretly delighted.When the two arrived in the hall, Ming An turned back and walked behind Song Zhi and stood still like a door god.

Song Zhi looked at Ming An strangely, let go of Chu Lang's hand and said, "Did the Marquis of Ming Zhong go with the princess?"

"Princess asked my minister to protect you." Ming An stood with his sword and replied.

Song Zhi felt even more depressed.She was silent for a while, then held back her sadness, turned to Chu Lang and said, "You haven't finished talking just now, what is Song Changsheng's identity?"

"I'm not very clear. This morning, the Prime Minister suddenly told me that Song Shu was probably the eldest son of the emperor who died that year. In fact, the eldest son of the emperor did not die, but lived among the people and went to Changsha. Although I don't know the source of this news , but Song Shu is indeed very similar to my aunt."

Song Zhi paced around for a while, turned his face to look at Chu Lang who was staring at her, frowned and said: "There is no disguise technique these days, right?"

"What disguise?" Chu Lang was a little confused.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with Song Changsheng."

Ming An was attracted by her words, so he couldn't help asking: "What's wrong? This was checked by Bai Yiling, there is absolutely no mistake. And after going back, as long as the imperial physician inspects it, if the eldest son of the emperor is a fake, he will definitely not hide it. His Majesty."

Chu Lang echoed: "The matter of the eldest son of the emperor is very cautious. It is not easy to make mistakes. To confuse the fake with the real, unless someone buys everything from the white clothes order to the bottom. Even so, you have to buy the palace talents who were around the former empress back then. OK."

Having said that, if someone really said that all these things can be done, Chu Lang would just scoff and laugh it off.The order of white clothes is directly under the emperor, and it is impossible for the imperial physician to buy every one of them, and the palace servants who were next to the former empress back then, how can they be bought?Even Chu Lang, a prince and king, can only do things that the emperor can do, but will the emperor do this?He won't, and he doesn't need to.

Song Shu's last meaningful smile repeatedly appeared in front of Song Zhi's eyes.

In the end, she could only sigh in vain: "The one who messed up the country must be the eldest son of the emperor!"

After Princess Xianning's carriage left Linxiang City, she planned to change the carriage into a boat and head north by boat.

Before boarding the boat, Song Shu came to meet her and proposed to go by land.

"Going to Luoyang, the journey is bound to be bumpy. Although I still don't really believe in my identity, people outside don't know the truth. There may be thousands of troops ambushing on the road. If I go with the princess, I'm afraid I will implicate the princess. Why don't you and I split into two groups, I will go by land, and I will be guarded by Bai Yiling, and the princess will go by water. Then we will meet in Luoyang."

Chu He hesitated and said: "The land route will take longer. There is a saying that soldiers never tire of deceit. They know that we are going by water, and they will think that it is just a cover-up. If there is danger, they will only lie in ambush by land. The son intends to go by land. It is more dangerous. Worse. It’s not as good as this. I’ll go by land, and I’ll be fine if I go back later. Forgive them for not doing anything to me. It’s convenient for you to travel by water, and you can meet His Majesty as soon as possible.”

Song Shu was overjoyed, but declined calmly: "If danger comes to me, Princess Jingui, I'd better go by land."

"What is the meaning of this, son?" Chu He was slightly angry, and lowered his voice, "Your Majesty is sick in bed, don't you go back earlier to calm down, sir?"

The corners of Song Shu's eyes twitched, pretending that he could not refuse, so he sighed: "Princess is kind, I can't match it. Anyway, I can't bear to refuse the princess' kindness. When the princess returns to Beijing, I will thank you. Princess Wanwang, take care, don't take risks lightly. .” He cupped his hands and bowed.

Chu He returned the salute and said with a smile: "Then I will give you a ride." He gestured to make way and invited Song Shu to board the boat.

Song Shu thanked him again and again and boarded the boat.Jiayi guarded him, and the boat sailed away. The two saluted Chu He. Chu He nodded, got on his horse, and watched Song Shu's boat leave.

When there was no shadow on the river, Chu He restrained his smile and rubbed the center of his brow wearily.Dou Tu came over, smiled and cupped his hands and said: "Princess, the eldest son of the emperor hurried back to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors. His majesty has to admit that he can take over the throne. The princess doesn't have to praise the prince anymore, aren't you happy?"

Chu He put down his hands, looked back at Dou Tu, and said with a sneer, "Don't be funny. If my cheap brother wants to win the throne, he has to ask the general. In the old year, how many soldiers and horses do you think the general will send to intercept him? "