Prince Regent's husband

In the half a month after Jun Jie left, Jiang Yanshu tried his best not to be idle, and was busy making medicines every day. In short, there was Huang Ying, who could send it to the army ahead at any time.

This day, Jiang Yanshu woke up naturally after sleeping until he lifted the quilt when he sensitively noticed that the temperature of the air had dropped a little.

Just when the servants brought new charcoal fires, Jiang Yanshu asked them, "Why are there more pots of charcoal fires?"

The servant replied softly, fearing that Jiang Yanshu would be startled, "Back to the princess, winter in Dongguan is here."

"Is it so fast?" Jiang Yanshu was startled. After finishing breakfast under the service of his servants, he wanted to go to the side room, but the moment he opened the door, he was persuaded by the temperature outside.

He rubbed his hands, and the servants handed over Tang Pozi in time.

Now, Jiang Yanshu didn't want to go out at all, so he nestled on the soft couch, planning to spend the day.

Looking around, I saw a few plum blossoms in the distance quietly blooming among the twigs of the old tree. A little bit of red plum blossoms are delicate and charming, and the fragrance is permeating in the cold air. Come.

It feels like autumn is passing by.

Jiang Yanshu huddled in the velvet hat with a smile on her face, her cheeks were reddish, and she lay down by the window, covering Mrs. Tang tightly.

Small flakes of snowflakes drifted in along the wind from outside the window, fell on Jiang Yanshu's cheeks, and quickly evaporated into a drop of water.

He whispered, "Winter is here..."

With a creak, Ziqi entered the room carrying the broth, saw Jiang Yanshu staring out the window in a daze, and hurried up to close the window.

While closing it, he muttered, "Princess, you can't open such a big window, what should I do if I catch a cold, let alone a little prince."

Jiang Yanshu quietly stared at Ziqi, watching him busy, and suddenly said: "Ziqi, you talk a lot."

Where did the well-behaved Ziqi who didn't talk much go?

"..." Ziqi was speechless, put the broth in front of Jiang Yanshu, and smiled, "Princess, let's drink the soup."

Jiang Yanshu pursed his lips, always feeling that Ziqi's words carried 'revenge'.

He lowered his head and patted his belly, "gulu gulu" gulped down the broth without panting.

To be honest, Jiang Yan is so tired of drinking broth, chicken soup and other soups every day, but he can't do without drinking. If he eats other meat dishes, he will throw up more or less.

The only thing that nourishes the body and is not easy to spit out is soup.

Seeing the clean bottom of the bowl, Ziqi tidied it up with satisfaction, and when he left, Huang Ying flew in.

"Yanyan, I'm so cold."

The oriole was trembling, its wings sticking stiffly to its sides.

Jiang Yanshu put it next to Tang Pozi with distress, and kept smoothing Huang Ying's back with both hands, hoping to make it more warm.

"Can you see the prince?"

Without Jiang Yanshu asking more questions, Huang Ying finished talking, "My lord is fine and safe, so far he hasn't had any direct confrontation with the barbarians, but it's not far from the barbarian king's court, so he should be mixed in within a few days. "

Just finished speaking, but didn't hear Jiang Yanshu's response. Looking at it, Jiang Yanshu was in a daze.

"Yan Yan, what's wrong with you? The prince is very good, don't scare me."

Jiang Yanshu looked like a stone statue, blankly expressionless, so frightened that Huang Ying spoke a few words.

Huang Ying was startled, but it shocked Jiang Yanshu back to his senses. He rubbed Huang Ying and explained, "I know, I was a little sleepy just now, and I was so absorbed in thinking about the prince... By the way, where did you learn this?" Dialect, a piece of vernacular."

"Hehe, I didn't go to learn it, but I heard a soldier say it, and the accent sounded strange, so I remembered...but Yanyan's belly is much bigger." Huang Ying lightly touched Jiang Yanshu's belly with her wings, Surprised.

"It's been almost five months, and it's only grown a little bit."

……

The night shrouded the earth, and the night wind whizzed past, blowing the overgrown weeds.

The sound of hurried footsteps resounded on the boundless desert. Looking from a distance through the shadows of trees, the high and low lights were bouncing and jumping, burning like will-o'-the-wisps, which was extremely strange.

There are also roars of wild beasts from a distance from time to time, and various sounds fill the ears, making people frightened and disturbed.

At the front of the team, Jun Xie tightened the rope, and the pull of the rope made the white horse raise its head and step on the spot.

The front was unusually quiet, and Jun Xi had an unreasonable intuition about what would appear in front of him. On his originally expressionless face, there was an ice-like coldness, and when the wind blew, suddenly there was an undisguised dignified expression.

"Send the word, let everyone be careful, this place is very close to the royal court, and there will be danger at any time."

As soon as the words were passed on, howls were heard one after another from the hills in the distance, and pairs of big green eyes appeared one after another.

"Ow—"

"It turned out to be a wolf!"

The team fell into commotion for a moment, as if they didn't expect to encounter wolves before encountering the voodoo.

"My lord, what should I do?" The deputy general hurried to Jun Xie's side, looking forward with a solemn expression.

Jun Yao tightened the rope in his hand, and just when he decided to kill him, the voice of the white fox sounded in his mind.

So the deputy general heard Jun Xi only say one word, "Wait."