The Long Song of Reincarnation of the Tenth World

Yang Jing seemed to have returned to that mysterious space.Surrounded by empty white mist, the past and the future cannot be seen clearly.

All kinds of past events flashed in front of my eyes like a movie replay.Even the reincarnation of the ten lives whose memory has been so indifferent to almost forgotten, flashed before his eyes one by one.

Yang Jing was a little annoyed.He doesn't want to be here, it feels bad.But he couldn't move, as if he had fallen into the deepest nightmare, even though his rationality knew it was a dream, he still couldn't get rid of it.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally opened his eyes with a splitting headache.

"Uh..." He snorted and raised his hand to press his temple.

"Jinu, you're awake."

Yang Jing seldom heard Xiao Canghai speak so softly, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Xiao Canghai sitting beside the bed with his big belly, staring at him without blinking.

Yang Jing thought for a while before remembering: "Why are you here? Isn't it in court?"

Xiao Canghai gently massaged his temples, without answering his words, he said softly, "Does your head still hurt? I'll massage it for you."

Yang Jing pulled his hand away with a smile, and sat up: "It doesn't hurt. It's just that I just woke up, and I haven't slowed down."

He glanced at the purple wood treasure cabinet on the opposite side, and there was an engraved leak in the middle, and the time inside was already around Shen time in the afternoon.

Yang Jing was a little surprised, and said, "Why is it at this time? I remember that I was in court before, why did you go back to Fengyi Palace?"

Xiao Canghai said: "When you heard the good news in Southern Xinjiang, you fainted with joy. I called the imperial doctor to see it. Fortunately, nothing happened, but I was too emotional, and I was a little tired recently. Take a good rest for a while. It’s okay.” As he spoke, he couldn’t help but blame himself: “It’s because I didn’t care enough about you recently, and I didn’t notice your fatigue. Ji Nu, as the master of Dasheng, you take care of everything and work hard for the country’s affairs. Saying that it can help you, but makes you worry every day, it really shouldn't be."

Xiao Canghai held his hand tightly and lowered his head.

Yang Jing couldn't see his expression clearly, he could only see the corners of his mouth tightly pursed, his resolute jaw trembling slightly, and hurriedly said: "How can I blame you. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night, and I was too excited in the morning. Since Yu The doctor said it's all right, so don't worry too much. At worst, I'll stop working tomorrow and take a good rest."

Xiao Canghai still lowered his head and leaned gently on his shoulder.

Yang Jing hugged him and said, "It's all my fault, which made you worry. You are still pregnant with your child, so take care of yourself. When you are well, everything will be fine for me." He patted his stomach, Said softly: "Did the child make trouble with you today?"

A drop of clear tears slid across Xiao Canghai's face.

Afraid that Yang Jing would see it, he hurriedly rubbed his face against his underwear, wiped away his tears calmly, and said in a hoarse voice, "No. The child is very good."

"That's good. That's good." Yang Jing hugged him with one arm, patted his belly with the other, and said with a soft smile, "This child is really strong. It's only been a few months, and he's only this big gone."

Xiao Canghai took two deep breaths, slowly raised his head, smiled, and said, "Are you hungry? You've slept for a long time, eat something."

Yang Jing groaned, and said, "You don't think I'm really hungry until you tell me."

Xiao Canghai pursed his lips and smiled, and called out, "Come here."

Mo Xiang walked in quickly from outside.

Xiao Canghai ordered: "Bring up the bird's nest and silver wing porridge that was warmed up just now. Then tell the imperial dining room to set the meal early today."

Mo Xiang took the order and left.

Yang Jing called Xia Qi to help him get dressed again, Xiao Canghai sat there and watched him quietly.Yang Jing turned around and smiled at him.Xiao Canghai also returned a gentle smile.

The next day several children came to pay their respects together.Yang Jing kept them to have breakfast together.

Princess Changping said coquettishly: "Father really surprised us yesterday. I don't care. From today on, Father will not be allowed to read the memorial at night."

Yang Jian also said worriedly: "Father, it's because children are incompetent and can't help you share your worries. You have to take care of your health every day. Otherwise, the queen mother and us will have to worry."

The prince didn't say anything abnormally, he just ate in silence.

Seeing this, the Crown Princess was a little uneasy, she gently pushed him under the table, and she raised her face and said caringly: "Father, you must take care of the dragon's body. Before the East Palace, I got a thousand-year-old white ginseng plant in the northeast. I care about these foreign things, but after all, it is a little thought from the prince and daughter-in-law, and I have sent someone to bring it to you just now."

Yang Jing smiled and said: "Okay. I will accept your wishes."

The prince raised the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Father's inner treasury has all kinds of good things, not to mention the precious medicinal materials in the imperial hospital. But the white ginseng is indeed a rare thing in a hundred years. There is not even a branch of white ginseng, not to mention it is thousands of years old. It must be because of the great blessings of the father and the emperor that the son and minister accidentally got it two days ago, and it happened to be presented today."

Yang Jian felt a little strange.He grew up with the prince since he was a child, and he is very familiar with the prince's every move. At this time, he felt that the prince's smile was unusual, uglier than crying, and his eyes were a little red. Father looked over.

Yang Jing didn't seem to notice it, and nodded while touching the beard on the corner of his mouth: "The prince has a heart."

Xiao Canghai handed over a bowl of old duck soup at this moment, and said softly: "Your Majesty, please try this soup, it tastes good."

Yang Jing took it.

The court lady served a bowl to each of the several supreme beings present.

The Crown Princess smelled it, and suddenly her face changed, she covered her chest, and frowned.

Everyone didn't pay attention, but Yang Yuan'an, who was sitting next to her, noticed and asked, "What's wrong with sister-in-law?"

The princess laughed quickly and said, "It's nothing. It's just that the smell is a bit disgusting." As she spoke, she looked uncomfortable again, and pressed her chest hard.

Xiao Canghai was absent-minded, but it was Yang Jing who looked over and said, "What's wrong? Could it be that he's sick? It just so happens that I have an imperial doctor here. Xia Qi, go and ask Huang Zi to come back and show the Crown Princess." He blamed the Crown Prince and said: "Your daughter-in-law is not feeling well, so you don't pay attention to it. Hurry up and help her into it, and ask the imperial doctor to show her."

After a lot of tossing, the princess diagnosed the happy pulse.

Yang Jing was overjoyed: "Good news. I never thought I would be a grandfather."

The prince was a little erratic, as if he couldn't react.

Yesterday, several imperial doctors jointly diagnosed that his father would not live long. Today, he found out that his daughter-in-law had a child. The jump is too big.

Life and death are so close.This made the young prince feel at a loss, and for the first time felt awe and horror at the impermanence of life.