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Meng Jiao looked at the person in front of her who was extremely sleepy and was too lazy to argue with him. She put her hand in his palm and pulled him closer, then tilted her head slightly and leaned on his shoulder.

"Good night, husband."

Zishu Hexuan obediently moved closer, making sure that the hand in his palm was held tightly and would not disappear, then he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Zishu Hexuan slept as if in another world. When he woke up and saw the dark room, he thought it was still the same night.

However, after the big hand groped carefully for a while, there was already nothing around him.

He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat and looked around in panic, only to see his own son humming in the quilt.

Meng Jiao was supported by Nan Xiao and walked into the house. She felt relieved to see that he finally woke up.

"You're awake, are you hungry?"

Zishu Hexuan got off the ground and ran over to take her back into his arms. Worried that she hadn't recovered yet, he was so nervous that he just held her sideways.

"Where have you been?"

But there were only a few steps left. Meng Jiao was about to laugh at him for making a fuss when she noticed the cold sweat on his forehead and quickly rolled up her sleeves to wipe it for him.

"Why are you sweating all over when you sleep? I just listened to the doctor's instructions after feeding Dou and asked him to come down for a walk. He said it's good for the body."

Seeing the two of them being so sweet, Nan Xiao tactfully withdrew. When they were the only two left in the room, Zishu and He Xuan lowered their heads and snuggled into Meng Jiao's neck.

"I was so scared, I thought it was just a dream, and when I woke up you were not by my side."

Meng Jiao poked him with amusement. He had slept soundly today, and her body had long been restored to its original state by the spiritual spring water. How could she hold still?

Fortunately, her physical condition was good, so the sisters outside did not doubt her.

"Hurry and let me go. You slept for a whole day and night. I was so worried about you that I got up and called the doctor."

Gently putting the person back on the bed, Zishu Hexuan also reacted. It turned out that he had slept for so long. No wonder that although his body was covered in cold sweats, he no longer felt dazed as before.

I put her down gently and wanted to lean over and stick to her for a while.

Unexpectedly, the little Douzi, who was so well-behaved just now, now began to hum in the cradle with his little eyes open, probably because he smelled the familiar scent from his mother.

Meng Jiao skillfully reached out to touch the strap on her chest, and then the sound of Xiao Douzi swallowing with satisfaction was heard.

Zishu Hexuan, who took everything in, had a dark look in his eyes. Even though Meng Jiao was leaning sideways so he could only see half of what was blocked by the little girl, it was enough to make the man who had been suffering for nearly a year almost lose control.

Reaching out to push the strands of hair on her cheek behind her ears, Zishu Hexuan rubbed her face with the back of his hand lovingly and said,

"Madam, if you are tired, please take a rest. I will go and clean myself up and will be back soon."

Meng Jiao hummed softly and lowered her head to focus on feeding the baby, not noticing his forbearing dark eyes.

During the day, she asked Qi Cheng and learned that he had a hard journey and changed carriages when he arrived in town for fear that she would worry. So it would be good for her to take a shower and relax while she had some free time.

Only after Zishu and Hexuan left the yard did they have time to look around. The yard was not big, and the earth-yellow wall even looked a little old, but the yard was built against the mountain, and behind it were neatly arranged medicinal fields.

Half a year ago, the names of Qin's soldiers began to appear one after another in the list of casualties reported to the court by the front line, and monopoly began to appear in the dark markets of medicine in various parts of Zhou Yuan. In corners that no one cared about, inconspicuous medicines began to spread quietly with the reputation of remarkable efficacy.

If at that time he only suspected that those medicines might have come from his wife's hands, but now seeing these, he can only be thankful that he had foresight.

Madam was busy at the front line, and she only knew that the dark market channels were convenient for sales. She probably forgot that such a huge channel must be backed by a force that dared to resist the court.

At that time, the only one who could compete with the emperor was the empress dowager.

While Zishu and Hexuan were washing up, Mengjiao finally talked to DD who was connected again.

"Have you found out? What's the reason?"

DD freezes the video in his space on the little bun who is happily burping after drinking milk.

"Sister, if my analysis is correct, it is probably because a body of luck that surpasses you and the adults has appeared in this small world, so even if I appear, I can't affect the small world."

It was indeed because of Xiaodouzi...

"Okay, never mind, just send me the current information about the capital."

Two months have passed, and people have even received news that the emperor is dead, but it seems that no one knows about her story until now.

DD transmitted obediently and disconnected.

After coaxing Xiaodouzi to sleep, Mengjiao finally found the time to click on the information.

When she saw the emperor being stabbed to death by Zishu Zhaoxing, she was somewhat surprised. However, when she continued to watch and found that the one who was about to ascend the throne was the Ninth Prince who had spoken at the palace banquet, she immediately frowned in confusion.

Considering the Queen Mother's training of Zishu Hexuan for so many years, if she was disgusted by his sudden defection and decided to give up on him, she would choose someone else instead of the prince who was raised by Professor Zishu Hexuan.

Thinking of this, she was about to continue clicking on the information, but at this moment the door of the cabin was gently pushed open.

Meng Jiao, who was unable to watch the entire process, felt like a kitten was scratching her heart. She could only look at Zishu and He Xuan who were walking towards the bed.

Zishu Hexuan approached quietly and got on the bed only to find that his wife was staring at him intently.

"Waiting for your husband?"

After he lay down, Meng Jiao got into his arms skillfully and sniffed around, only smelling a faint scent of soapberry.

"Why is there no plum blossom scent?"

Zishu Hexuan lowered his head contentedly and kissed her hair, but still did not dare to hug her too hard.

"If you like it, I'll smoke it again later."

Meng Jiao actually regretted asking this question. Given how clingy he had been since they were together, if he knew that something had happened to her, he would not have cared about these little things.

In fact, if she had been like that since she regained her memory, she probably wouldn't have chosen to fake her death to solve the problem.

But she had no system at the time, so even if she had an army of 500,000, she would still subconsciously choose to avoid the suppression of imperial power because of her deep-rooted beliefs between the monarch and his subjects.

In the end, due to some strange mistake, he was frightened as well. Thinking of this, Meng Jiao raised her head and kissed his smooth neck after bathing.

"No matter what you taste like, I like you."

Hearing this, Zishu Hexuan's eyes darkened. He wanted to kiss her regardless of anything, but he was afraid that it would arouse their desires.

His wife's desires were stronger than his, and she had been even more clingy than he had been that day and night. It would be bad if he had that thought and it became a burden to her who had just given birth.

Thinking of this, he could only suppress the urge to kiss her, and stretched out his hand to lightly stroke the top of Meng Jiao's head.

"Go to sleep. Your husband will help you take care of Xiaodouzi tonight. You should have a good rest."

Meng Jiao, who had no idea that she could no longer satisfy Zishu Hexuan's heart, was still trying hard to stick with him.

Then, after holding back for a while, I finally couldn't help but ask the question in my mind.

"My dear husband, I am not sleepy. Tell me about the situation in the capital. Also, why has there been no news of my death?"

In the dark night, Zishu Hexuan's eyes flashed with pain, and the arms hugging Mengjiao unconsciously tightened.

"My dear, why don't you explain to me first? Why didn't you tell me that you were pregnant in all the letters we exchanged? Also, did you have the idea of ​​faking your death from the beginning?"

This this......

The curiosity in my heart was gone in an instant...

She said that she seemed to have forgotten something, but to be honest, she knew exactly why she made that choice.

Because regardless of whether her memory is restored or not, the essence of her soul is selfishness. She subconsciously places her hopes on herself rather than others. That is what makes her feel most secure.

"The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing. It was my fault for not telling you I was pregnant at the beginning. I was just afraid that you would worry.

As for faking my death, I had actually given up the idea when I took over Southern Xinjiang, but then I found out I was pregnant, and the situation forced me to pick up the plan again. "

At this point, Meng Jiao couldn't help but clutch his shirt tightly on his chest, tilting her head back and rubbing her lips against his chin.

"I was wrong. Although I wrote the letter, I didn't expect an accident to happen. I guess you have also found out about Nan Xiao and Qian Kun's affairs. I'm sorry to have made you worry. I'm sorry."

His stubbled chin felt numb when her lips brushed against it, and Zishu Hexuan nervously pressed him back into his arms.

Without consulting the doctor, he was determined not to allow himself any possibility of hurting her.

"No sorry, I don't want your apology,

Wife, I just want to ask you to trust me a little more. Your husband is not that weak. No matter what you do in the future, tell me and we will face it together, okay?"

In fact, Meng Jiao knew that there was another reason why she had not told him before, and that was that in this era, bloodline was extremely important, especially since he was of royal blood. If the pregnancy was exposed, it would only cause her unnecessary trouble.

When old things are brought up again, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he should have some reservations. But who would have expected to hear someone asking if he could give him a little more trust?

Love brain, pure potential love brain.

I thought so in my heart, but I said with a touching voice.

"Well, I was wrong. Even if you don't blame me, I know I was wrong. I won't do it again. Husband and wife are one. No matter what I do in the future, I won't hide it from you, okay?"

It really wasn't an illusion. After my wife stopped fighting, she became more gentle and kind like an ordinary woman.

Was it because of Xiaobao's birth? Or was it because I said something too harsh that made her feel uneasy?

Thinking of this, he lifted Meng Jiao's chin and kissed her, but he only pecked her twice before separating quickly.

"Madam, whatever you do is fine. Don't apologize anymore."

Hearing him say this, Meng Jiao quickly reacted. She was the one who took the initiative before, and her character almost collapsed when she recovered her memory.

So she raised her bare hand and slipped inside along the hem of Zishu Hexuan's shirt, her fingers circling around his lower back, her tone returning to what it was before.

"Okay, let's not talk about this. Let's talk about what happened in the Imperial Capital in the past two months, my husband."

Zishu Hexuan thought to himself that as expected, his wife's desire was too easily aroused. She couldn't help it when he just kissed her, but her body really couldn't take it. She couldn't be fed even if she was hungry. She would have to endure it for a while.

"Madam, please feel free to ask. I will tell you everything I know."

"How did the emperor die?"

"Zishu Zhaoxing killed him because he wanted to take the throne."

Meng Jiao didn't believe that Zishu Zhaoxing, that loser, could get close to the emperor. Although the emperor had been incompetent for so many years, there were countless old ministers who enjoyed the unchanging life, and the harem was full of court officials' spies. How could that loser succeed so effortlessly?

With her eyes narrowed, Meng Jiao's hand gradually slid down to the edge of her underwear, the threat was self-evident.

Zishu Hexuan's body stiffened instantly. He didn't know where his wife had learned this special habit. She just liked to take pictures...

"Madam! I'm telling you, I'm telling you right now, it was Concubine De who did it, and Zishu Zhaoxing's sword attack was just an accident, a planned accident."

Meng Jiao's hand stopped obediently, and her mind immediately thought of the woman who was one of the four concubines but was still willing to kneel down and serve the emperor to take medicine.

"The Ninth Prince's mother?"

He reached in and interlocked his fingers with his wife's. While she was thinking, he slowly moved his hand out of her clothes.

"Yes, she was the one who asked me to teach Xiaojiu."

Meng Jiao felt that the more he spoke, the less she understood. What was the connection between teaching the Ninth Prince and killing the Emperor?

Touched by her silly look when she was thinking, Zishu Hexuan kissed the joints of her fingers little by little.

"I helped Xiaojiu get to the top, and she killed someone for me, leaving the evidence to me, in order to make me feel at ease and work for Xiaojiu from now on. Now, does Madam understand?"

After drinking the spiritual spring water, his body was no longer the same as before. He could feel that he was trying to adapt to the darkness and trying to see the changes in her face.

I don't know what this person is so nervous about. Not to mention that I can tell at a glance that he is doing it for me, just talking about killing, she really has the flavor of a murderer in this life.

"What about the Queen Mother?"

Zishu Hexuan blinked, his eyes still didn't leave her and answered obediently,

"Under house arrest in Cining Palace."

"reason?"

"She was so sad that she became ill due to worry, and she closed the palace to pray for the emperor."

Meng Jiao secretly said, "Wow!" She regretted not being able to go back to Beijing to see him turn evil with her own eyes. This was too smooth.

This is how he treated the Empress Dowager the same way she treated him when he was a child.

"The Queen Mother is not someone who listens to orders."

"She and King Pan of Shu are old lovers. When I was young, I was in a side hall and casually recorded a few landscape paintings of their secret meetings."

Oh my... the heyday of the Tang Dynasty, the reign of Zhenguan...

The heart is dark, which is reassuring enough...

"What about me? What about me?"

I don't know why, but I didn't see the emperor or others being on guard as I expected. Instead, I found that the lady seemed to be getting more and more excited.

"Madam, you have won a battle, and you are injured and living in seclusion, waiting for your husband to come and pick you up."

"No, I mean to the outside world. What do they say about me?"

Zishu Hexuan couldn't help it and bit her curious little face. Now that she was no longer exposed to the sun and wind, her skin seemed to be getting whiter and tenderer.

"What your husband said is the truth. You are a heroine. You saved Zhou Yuan from danger. You should be respected by all the people.

No one in this world can stop you, including the Zhou Yuan royal family."