Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

Thinking of the prince's injury, Song Qi looked confused.

"No, the man appeared elusive and struck very quickly. I don't know what kind of hidden weapon it was. My subordinates checked the prince's injured hand and head and found only redness and swelling, but no hidden weapon."

Song Zhuochi looked solemn. Who could be the person secretly protecting Jiang Qingxue? Who else do Jiang Qingxue and Cai know? He couldn't think of a clue for a while, so he ordered Song Wu.

"Go saddle your horse!"

Song Wu agreed and muttered as he walked out.

"Could it be General Ni? Isn't he still determined to give up?"

Song Zhuochi was startled and narrowed his eyes.

"Ni Yuanqiao?"

It was only Ni Yuanqiao, and he suddenly felt a little irritable. However, as long as the child is fine, nothing else matters, so what if it's Ni Yuanqiao?

……

The two children were probably hungry because they kept crying after waking up.

Zhuangzi did not invite a wet nurse, so Jiang Qingxue had to breastfeed herself. She was a little embarrassed, so Cai asked the accompanying boy to ask the steward at Zhuangzi if there was any milk or goat's milk.

The boy went there for a long time and only came back with a bowl of goat's milk. After Vanilla went to the kitchen to cook, she and Cai hurriedly fed the two children for a long time before they put the two children to sleep. They had slept for less than two hours. Hungry again.

Jiang Qingxue was speechless and choked. She was exhausted both physically and mentally. She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes.

"Damn..."

Vanilla was even more sleepy. In the middle of the night, she couldn't let Vanilla warm the milk anymore, so she had to feed it herself. She held one in her arms and fell asleep while feeding.

When Song Zhuochi sneaked in, the two children were kicking on their short legs and struggling to suck milk; Jiang Qingxue's clothes were half open. The woman who had just given birth looked a bit haggard. Her fair cheeks looked even paler, as fragile as a glazed beauty.

Song Zhuochi only glanced at it and turned around hastily. He came at the wrong time. He didn't expect that he would be breastfeeding in the middle of the night. Why didn't he have a wet nurse?

Finally, when the two children were full and began to burp, Jiang Qingxue seemed to be waking up. Song Zhuochi slowly walked over, hugged the two children away, and covered Jiang Qingxue with a quilt. , covering the half-exposed snowy scenery.

He wanted to see which one was a boy. Both children were wrapped in thick diapers. He could only bite the bullet and peel off the child's diaper. Unexpectedly, as soon as he peeled it off, the child peed and peed happily. , dancing at him while urinating, it seemed to be intentional.

Song Zhuochi waved his hand helplessly: "..."

Jiang Qingxue's arms were empty, and she woke up immediately.

"what……"

She suddenly met a pair of dark eyes and screamed in surprise. When she saw clearly that it was Song Zhuochi, the panic in her eyes was even greater. Since ancient times, what can't men do for power and wealth? ?

Song Zhuochi's expression was calm and indifferent, his thin lips parted lightly.

"Don't be afraid, it's me!"

Jiang Qingxue looked at him for a long time, trying to see the answer from his eyes. Song Zhuochi's eyes were still calm. Jiang Qingxue's uneasiness spread little by little, and she pretended to be calm and asked with a smile.

"How did you come?"

It came so quickly, so anxious!

Song Zhuochi put the child on the bed and picked up a handkerchief to wipe his hands.

"I heard something happened in Zhuangzi, so I came here."

Jiang Qingxue looked directly at him with mocking eyes.

"Your Majesty made a mistake, so it's you who takes action, right?"

Song Zhuochi lowered his eyes, not daring to look into her eyes.

"I will get him to a safe place, trust me."

Jiang Qingxue didn't believe it and didn't want to leave her child.

"What is a safe place? In that case, send us, mother and son, away together. I will take them far away and never appear in front of you in this life."

Song Zhuochi seemed to have lost his patience and threw the veil aside.

"You already knew that the child would never see the light of day, why did you insist on giving birth to it?"

Jiang Qingxue stopped talking, as if she regretted it.

"I……"

She was too lazy to make excuses. Song Zhuochi was not easy to deceive, so she just let him guess.

Song Zhuochi didn't seem to want to know the answer. He approached the two children, quickly found the boy, and held him awkwardly in his arms. The child burped and smiled at him, Song Zhuochi His heart suddenly softened, he shook the child gently and said in a deep voice.

"They are also my children. If I had the intention to hurt him, I would not let you mother and son live until now."

Jiang Qingxue knew that the matter had come to this, and there was no room for change.

"Okay, then you swear on Zhongwu's national destiny and the royal family that you will not hurt him."

Song Zhuochi lowered his eyes, looked at her condescendingly, and seemed to sneer slightly. He was probably laughing at her for not overestimating her abilities, and even more so for taking the blame for herself. After a long time, he said.

"I swear on my own life that if I cheat you, I will die without a burial place. Is that enough?"

Jiang Qingxue took out a jade plaque from under the pillow. It was a valuable piece of warm jade made by Jiang's father for the original owner. It was engraved with the word Kang Ning. She hung it on the child and touched his cheek.

"Take it away..."

Song Zhuochi looked moved and softened his tone.

"I will send you off personally, so don't worry."

Jiang Qingxue lowered her head, not daring to take another look. The child neither cried nor fussed, and kept smiling at Song Zhuochi, so quiet and well-behaved that it made people feel heartbroken.

I heard Song Zhuochi sigh slightly, and then he stood up with the child in his arms. The door curtain swayed slightly in the warm spring breeze, and his footsteps became farther and farther away, gradually disappearing into the night.

Jiang Qingxue called out Xiao Fuzi and gave instructions.

"Follow him and see where he sent the child. If he dares to hurt the child, then kill him..."

Xiao Fuzi, who had always been heartless, waved his hands repeatedly in shock.

"No, no, if we kill Zhong Wu, there will be chaos in the Congress. We will be punished, but I will stop him and teach him a lesson so that he will not dare to hurt the baby again."

Jiang Qingxue nodded tiredly.

"Ok."

……

Jiang Qingxue stayed up all night. She took a recovery pill, but she was not exhausted mentally and physically. It was not until dawn that Xiao Fuzi came back dejectedly.

Jiang Qingxue looked at him eagerly.

"How about it?"

Xiao Fuzi squinted his eyes, his upper and lower eyelids trembling.

"He sent the baby to Zhaoguang Temple and handed it over to an old monk named Huineng. The old monk was covered with a faint golden light. He looked like a man of merit and virtue at first glance. Don't worry. In the worst case, I will quietly Let’s go see him, it’s not very far anyway.”

Jiang Qingxue felt relieved and asked Xiao Fuzi again.

"Then why did you come back now?"

Xiao Fuzi lay down on the table so tiredly.

"You think I'm thinking about it, the baby kept crying, and I coaxed him for half the night before I coaxed him to sleep."

Jiang Qingxue burst into tears and smiled.

"You go and have a rest, and I'll sleep a little longer."

She had just squinted for a while when she was woken up by Vanilla howling.

"Where is the child? The child is gone. The prince must have been here."

She stumbled out and ran out, Jiang Qingxue quickly called her to stop her.

"The kid is here, come back."