little son-in-law

Rong Jin paid respects to the Empress Dowager and Nangong Jingshen respectively.

Yunzhi hadn't seen his father for a few days, and he had been waiting anxiously with his two little hands on the side. Rong Jin smiled and took the little daughter who had half turned to him from Mo's arms.

"Yun Zhi, have you listened to Uncle Mo obediently these two days? Eat well? Sleep well?" Rong Jin kissed her little cheek.

Yun Zhi wrapped his arms around Rong Jin's neck, tilted his head and thought for a while, then said flatly, "Yes, but I miss my father and mother."

Feeling the gaze from his young master, Xiao Mo frowned, smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Daddy, my sister always cries at night and always wants to find her mother." Xingzhi was still sitting on the empress dowager's lap, he was about to climb down as he said that, but was hugged by the empress dowager.

Rong Jin paused for a moment, stroked Yunzhi's braid and smiled, "Yunzhi, be good, we'll go find mother later, mother misses you too."

"Okay." Yunzhi nodded, with big red eyes, shyly buried in his father's arms, the little hands holding his neck tightened a little.

"Have you been in Yunzhou all these years?" The Empress Dowager didn't seem too surprised to see him again.

"It's been a few years." Rong Jin replied, patting Yun Zhi on the back.

"Are you still used to it here?" Nangong Jing patted the stool next to him deeply, motioning him to sit down and talk.

"Plan some fields by yourself, and my wife's needlework can still catch my eyes, and I can also subsidize the family by doing some embroidery work." Rong Jin sat down in a seat separated from Nangong Jingshen, and put Yun Zhi on his lap and hugged her.Although the maid standing by the side didn't know who this person was, seeing the attitudes of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor, she still made a cup of fragrant tea carefully and brought it up.

Seeing this, Yun Zhi licked his lips.

"It turns out that you are already married, and if you have the opportunity, I would like to meet the wife of that family." Although she said the words to Rong Jin, she gave Nangong Jing a deep glance at the end of her eyes.

Rong Jin took a few sips from the teacup and said: "My wife was injured by a carriage a few days ago, and now she is in bed, so I dare not run into the Queen Mother." The empress dowager's eyes, besides, the matter has come to this point, he has nothing to hide.

"That's it..." The queen mother pondered for a moment, then turned her head and said to a court lady who was already a few years old: "Tao Niang, go and take the jade crystal ointment that was sent from Xiling in Ai's room last time, and choose a few more to put on it." Good ginseng, bring it here together. Well, let’s bring those agate strings you got a while ago, too.”

The palace man said "Yes, the Empress Dowager." and bowed out with a little maid.

"Grandma, what is that jade crystal ointment?" Jing Zhi raised his head and asked with his big eyes flashing.

"Your father knows, right?" There was a smile on the corner of the Empress Dowager's mouth.

Rong Jin paused when she heard the words holding the cup. Xiling's Bijing ointment is a world-renowned healing medicine. The color of the bottle is green and the ointment is like fat. The most important medicine, hibiscus fruit, only grows in the dense forest of the royal family of Xiling, and cannot be obtained by outsiders. It has always been a good gift from Xiling to other countries, and generally only people in the royal family can afford it.

He and Nangong Jingshen...for the first time...the medicine used at that time was indeed this Bijing Ointment, but it was impossible for the Empress Dowager to know about such a private matter.

Later he was injured, and that person even sent someone to Xiling to collect it after collecting everything in the palace.

Empress Dowager, what does this mean?

"Imperial Grandmother..." Nangong Jingshen obviously thought of something, she frowned slightly, glanced at Rong Jin, and stopped her.

Rong Jin looked into her eyes, this most honorable woman in Daning, even with proper maintenance, there are deep lines around the corners of her eyes, this person is old, but there is wisdom accumulated over time in her eyes.

"Daddy, what is that?" Jing Zhi asked curiously.

Only then did Rong Jin smile slightly, and replied: "It's nothing, it's medicine, mother takes it, and we can go home."

Rong Jin handed the already warm tea to Yun Zhi's mouth.

Yun Zhi held his father's hand, lowered his head, and sipped.

"Can we go home?" Xingzhi smiled and clapped his little hands.

"Xiao Xingzhi, don't you like staying with Grandma?" The Empress Dowager smiled and nodded his little nose.

"But..." Xingzhi supported his little cheeks, frowned and said, "But we have to warm the bed for daddy, without our two small warm stoves, daddy will be cold at night when he sleeps."

"I said it, right? Daddy?" He looked at Daddy obediently and flatteringly.

Rong Jin took two deep breaths, wishing she could grab someone and leave quickly.

Nangong Jing looked deeply at Rong Jin's darkened face, endured it for a while, and then pressed down the corners of her raised lips.

The empress dowager was amused by him and laughed aloud: "You two are so cute, come someday to warm the bed for the grandma?"

"Grandmother, we are the children born to my father, we need to warm the bed for my father, the younger sister is a child born to my mother, and I want to warm my mother's bed, and the child born to my mother warms my bed." Jing Zhi said in a dignified manner.

"Jing Zhi, don't talk nonsense." Rong Jin stopped and felt Nangong Jing beside her take a deep breath.He knew that it was impossible for Jing Zhi and the others to know the truth, but the child was still young. On his birthday, he saw the sisters of the nanny's family. Up to now, he still thinks that girls are born by mother, and boys are born by father, but he said Unintentionally, but I can't help but listen to intention.

The Empress Dowager seemed to be hearing this theory for the first time, but she was shocked. The child she gave birth to?Jiang Cheng...

She knew that now was not the time to reminisce about the past, so she looked at the two children more carefully now.

Seeing this, Rong Jin was in a mess all of a sudden, and Nangong Jingshen's eyes seemed to be on his back. He wished to spread his wings and leave here, but he didn't show it on his face, and said with a smile on his lips: "The empress dowager, the two children You're still young, ignorant, and childish, so don't take it to heart."

"The Ai family knows about it." The Empress Dowager said something vaguely with deep eyes.

A few days later, it became more and more peaceful. Not only did Nangong Jingshen and the Empress Dowager make no noise, even Su Weiyang didn't say a word.

The effect of Bijing ointment is really obvious, Yuyang no longer complains of chest pain after using it for two days.Doctor Zhang also said that the congestion dissipated quickly, and after a few more days, it would be fine.The three little guys have been bored in the garden for the past few days. After the initial excitement passed, they have also begun to look sleepy these two days.

Rong Jin decided to leave that day.

I mentioned it to Wei Young during breakfast.

Su Weiyang held the chopsticks and didn't speak for a while, and finally only replied: "That's fine."

I didn't see anyone after breakfast, Rong Jin thought he was busy with business, so she wrote him a message, Mingyue and the others had packed up all the things for the past few days.When he left, Xiao Liu was leading the way.

It's just that there is a carriage parked at the back door, Rong Jin, Yuyang, Mingyue and three children are sitting in the carriage, Xiaoliu, Mingting and Xiaomo are outside.

When exiting the alley, the wind lifted the curtain, and the corners of white clothes flashed past.

Afraid that Yuyang would feel uncomfortable along the way, the car drove slowly, and when we returned to Nanshan Town, it was already past lunch time.Grain is spread out on the street, and from time to time, flatbed trucks can be seen going back and forth, piled up with freshly harvested crops from the field. Although people’s faces are tired, they are full of joy of harvest. , the carriage was driving in the shade of the trees by the side of the road, and the cicada's cry could be heard far away...