The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

After Zheng Qiaoer and Qin Fangfei left, Shi Anxia called Hongque over.

Seeing her eyes slightly red, I knew she must have heard something, so I asked softly, "Why, is my little red magpie sad?"

Hong Que shook his head and said in a low voice, "No."

Shi Anxia pulled her hand over, and gently stroked the thin calluses on her palms left by years of work with his fingertips. "If you have it, then you have it. You don't have to hold on in front of me."

Hongque lowered her head, said nothing, and pursed her lips tightly.

Shi Anxia felt a little sad when she saw her like this, but she teased her on purpose, "Come to think of it, my Hong Que has reached the age to discuss marriage. I was wondering a while ago, who in the capital is worthy of my little beauty? After thinking about it, I feel that no one is worthy of her."

Hong Que's ears turned red as she muttered in a nasal voice, "Madam, please don't make fun of me. I'm not that good..."

"Why not?" Shi Anxia pinched her fingertips and smiled softly, "My Hongque is the most beautiful girl. At that time, I heard that cousin Xinghe liked you, and I thought that if it was him, it would be barely pleasing to his eye."

After all, good things should be kept within the family. However——

She paused, her tone slightly deep, "He is a man who values ​​loyalty, is easily impulsive, and does things without thinking ahead. Right now, he is so hot-headed that he wants to marry Miss Chi because of Chi Yue's death. When he calms down, he may regret it."

Hong Que listened to the lady's words of comfort, her eyes became more sore and tears welled up in her eyes, but she forced herself not to let them fall.

Shi Anxia patted the back of her hand and said, "Don't worry, leave him alone for now. If he can't calm down, I will personally pick a better marriage for you, how about that?"

Hong Que responded in a low voice: "Madam, Hong Que is not in a hurry. As long as I can follow you, Hong Que will always be at peace."

"That's good." Shi Anxia raised her hand, and gently brushed the red corners of her eyes with her fingertips, and said softly, "Then you follow Bei Hui to find out about the Chi family's background, and see what Miss Chi's situation is like, and what the Chi family's situation is like. Let's solve Tang Xinghe's worries first, and then-"

She narrowed her eyes, and there was a hint of danger in her smile, "Take good care of him."

Hong Que was startled: "Deal with him?"

"Of course." Shi Anxia snorted, "I clearly had a verbal agreement with you, but now I want to marry someone else. Shouldn't I be punished?"

Hong Que shook her head, took a deep breath, and said in a hoarse voice, "Madam... I don't want to get married. I want to follow you forever. Can you give me a meal and let me be your little maid for the rest of my life?"

Shi Anxia didn't refute her, she just smiled and agreed, "Okay. If you don't want to get married, just stay at home, I can support you. If you want to get married in the future, I will prepare a thick dowry for you and marry you off in a grand manner."

Hongque felt a pain in her nose and tears finally rolled down.

She knelt gently in front of Shi Anxia, ​​her forehead against her knees, her voice choked with sobs, "Madam... why are you so nice to me?"

Shi Anxia reached out and rubbed her hair, doting on her. "Silly girl, why? You are mine. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?"

Hong Que burst into laughter, her heart seemed to be filled with something. She thought, no matter what happens in this life, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Because she has a wife.

Guicheng military camp.

Ma Chuyang was covered in wounds, grinning as he huddled beside Tang Xinghe's bed. He took a few bites of a dry, hard steamed bread and frowned as he asked, "Did you really write a letter asking your mother to go to the Chi family to propose marriage? What about Hong Que?"

"Don't I have you?" Tang Xinghe turned over slightly, pulling the wound and gasping in pain.

Ma Chuyang was so angry that he raised his hand and wanted to slap him, but then he thought - his hand hurt too, and it would hurt Tang Xinghe even more if he hit him, so he had to withdraw his hand in dismay and cursed, "Bullshit! How come I didn't know that you, Tang Xinghe, are such a person? Hong Que is not an object, how can you and I arrange it for her?"

Tang Xinghe said nothing, his mind was in a mess.

Chi Yue’s death weighed on his mind every day, like a huge rock, making it hard for him to breathe.

How can a person who is about to suffocate have the right to think about love?

He had no time to care about the red magpie.

He was too embarrassed to see Hong Que again.

After a long silence, Tang Xinghe spoke in a sullen voice, "I got into trouble and killed Chi Yue. You know, the one he was most worried about before he died was his eldest sister. He said that the family situation was complicated and his sister would be forced to marry as a successor..."

After much thought, he decided that the only way to protect Chi Yue's elder sister was to marry her. At least he could put her in his Duke of the State's Mansion, so that he would feel at ease and do justice to Chi Yue's spirit in heaven.

Ma Chuyang took a bite of the steamed bread, swallowed it with great effort, then sat up and patted Tang Xinghe on the back, "I think we should look at it this way - Chi Yue is dead, and we are all sad. But he was not killed by you, but by the people of Wan."

He paused and continued, "We violated military discipline by acting on our own, but our starting point was good and the result was also good. My cousin's husband scolded us harshly and punished us severely, but that was just for show. In fact, he must be very proud of us in his heart."

Tang Xinghe turned his head and glared at him, "What are you thinking about? My cousin's husband wanted to beat us to death! Chi Yue is dead, and he didn't even give him the reward he deserved!"

Ma Chuyang lowered his voice and said, "I told you, this is for others to see! Think about it, although we were reckless this time, we did make a contribution. If my cousin's husband really thought we deserved to die, he would have punished us by military law long ago. Why would he let the military doctor treat our injuries with all his heart?"

Tang Xinghe was silent.

Ma Chuyang moved closer and lowered his voice, "Besides, there is no open reward, what about the secret reward? My cousin's husband must have written a letter to my cousin. The couple always talk about everything. Think about it, with my cousin's style of doing things, can she still let Miss Chi down?"

After hearing this, Tang Xinghe gradually sat up straight. Although the wound was painful, he could bear it.

Ma Chuyang gave him a meaningful look and said, "So your rush to marry the Chi family girl not only fails to solve the problem, but also adds to it."

"why?

"Because..." Ma Chuyang sneered, "Your style is a bit like my father, Old Ma."

Tang Xinghe: “…”

This is really frustrating!

马楚阳越聊越溜，压根忘了自己也写了封信回去要提亲，“当烂好人，是不是像我爹？你心里有人，却要娶池姑娘。池姑娘不委屈吗？池越在天上看着不想揍你吗？红鹊呢，她不伤心吗？不偷偷哭吗？唐星河，你要娶池姑娘的事儿若是被红鹊知道了……嗯哼，你就完了！”

Tang Xinghe: “…”

The wound hurts even more!

Seeing Tang Xinghe's frustrated look, Ma Chuyang became even more cunning, "Let my cousin take care of everything. She will definitely make proper arrangements. Maybe Hong Que has been appeased by now."