Dingjiangshan

During the seven or eight days when Ning Yan left Nanyang City for no reason, Shi Jiarong, the governor of Nanyang Prefecture, lost a lot of his hair.

But fortunately, although Ning Yan was a little impulsive, he still remembered to take care of the situation in advance, and left a letter written by himself informing him of his whereabouts on this trip, which somewhat reassured him.

Otherwise, if Ning Yan went there for seven or eight days, he would absolutely not be able to sit peacefully in Nanyang Mansion and wait for him to come back.

But even so, Shi Jiarong still has trouble sleeping at night, for fear that something unexpected will happen to this noble majesty - let alone encountering such a major event as the enemy army, a majestic emperor, even in the territory under the jurisdiction of his Nanyang Mansion Even scratching his oily skin is enough for him.

But Ning Yan's going out this time was on a whim, and no one knew the purpose of his going out except for a few extremely close followers.

Shi Jiarong waited at the governor's house with a sad face every day, and countless sticks of incense were placed in the family's ancestral hall, but he could be regarded as looking forward to Ning Yan's return on the evening of the eighth day.

Ning Yan came back from outside the city, stopped his horse at the gate of the Nanyang government office, just entered the gate of the government office, and bumped into Shi Jiarong who was walking out from the inside.

"No courtesy." Ning Yan walked in hastily, helped Shi Jiarong who was about to greet him, and ordered: "The guards escorting me are still outside, you go and take care of them, first settle them into the station, and then Come and meet me."

Ning Yan seemed to be very eager. After saying this sentence, he didn't stay long, and walked towards the back house of the government office without stopping.

Shili followed his footsteps closely, the master and servant seemed to be a gust of wind that came and went without a trace, walking faster than anyone else.

Shi Jiarong rubbed his head, turned his head and looked behind him in bewilderment, and almost suspected that Ning Yan he saw just now was his own illusion.

Ning Yan was in a hurry on the road, and Ning Zheng moved faster than he imagined. On the way back, he had received two occasional urgent reports from the left and right armies.It is heard that Ning Zheng has already made a big fuss by taking advantage of Shen Ting He's birth, intentionally or unintentionally spreading rumors that he is the "legal son orthodox".

But if there were only these, Ning Yan would not need to worry, but now that the days are getting colder and the autumn harvest is approaching, and the two Jiangnan mansions are still hanging behind the Anqing mansion, Ning Yan has to make plans early.

Judging from the current situation, it is unlikely that this battle will be over within three months - not to mention that Ning Yan has not planned to settle the battle quickly since the day he set off for the expedition.

For Ning Yan, Shen Tinghe gave birth to a child, both good and bad, and the bad is naturally at this juncture. Ning Zheng has such a son, which must have an impact on Ning Yan's reputation.But misfortune comes with blessings, and Ning Yan also has the intention to turn around and use Ning Zheng's "killer mace" to join him in the army.

Ning Yan strode into the main hall, took off the cloak on his body, threw it on the couch, and waved at Shili.

"Water." Ning Yan said.

Shi Li nimbly pulled out a silver needle as thin as a cow's hair from his cuff, probed in the tea prepared every day in the house, and after confirming that it was correct, he poured a cup and handed it to Ning Yan.

Ning Yan walked to the desk with a tea cup in his hand, and took out a piece of letter paper while drinking.

Shili has been following him these days, even with guards and waiters, and finally sharpened his eyesight. Seeing this, he hurriedly stepped forward, opened the ink cartridge and sharpened the ink for him.

Ning Yan poured the remaining tea in the cup into the inkstone, and took a light breath.

He had been riding the horse day and night without rest, and now that he was relaxed, even his hands and feet felt a little weak.

Ning Yan sat back in the chair and rested for a while, rubbed his sore arm, struggled to straighten up, and took a pen from the pen stand.

——Although Ning Yan can probably guess that Ning Zheng's so-called "auspiciousness" is some kind of moth made by himself, but magpies can teach, but celestial phenomena can't. It's better to be cautious, and it's safe to ask Jing Zhan.

Ning Yan mentioned this matter in a few words in the letter, thought for a moment, did not go through the post station, but folded the letter paper in half, rolled it into a paper roll, stuffed it into a paper tube, and handed it to Shili.

"Privately pass it to the national teacher." Ning Yan instructed: "Don't disturb others."

"Yes." Shili said.

In such a short time, Linglong already knew the news of Ning Yan's return, and was rushing over to greet her.

I haven't seen her for a few days, and Linglong's appearance is quite different from before. Her long hair is tied into a soft bun, and a strand of broken hair hangs down from her sideburns. She changed into a satin light pink long dress, and she no longer looked like a maid, but she looked a bit like the official wife of an ordinary official's family.

Not only that, but she also wore a thin cloak on her shoulders, and put her hands in a warm sleeve, and she looked even more delicate than Ning Yan.

Ning Yan raised his eyes to look at Linglong who entered the door, and his eyes rolled meaningfully on her lower abdomen.

——I don't know if it's because of the clothes or what, Linglong's lower abdomen is slightly swollen, and a slight curvature can already be seen.

Ning Yan raised his eyebrows, bent his index finger with his right hand under the table, and tapped lightly on the armrest twice.

Shili took a step back knowingly, holding the letterbox and walked out, when passing by Linglong, he found that Baba took a half step to the side, as if he was afraid of getting something dirty.

Linglong glanced at him sideways, then drew out her right hand in protest, and touched her lower abdomen meaningfully.

Shili: "..."

He hastily quickened his pace and ran away from Linglong as if fleeing.

"I haven't seen you for a few days. Sister Linglong is doing well." Ning Yan smiled and said, "You look pretty good too."

Shi Jiarong, who was about to announce the entrance, happened to hear his words, tripped and almost fell into the threshold.

Ning Yan: "..."

"What's wrong with Aiqing." Ning Yan said dumbfoundedly: "Didn't I say I'm exempt?"

Shi Jiarong didn't come to Beijing many times, and he was not as familiar with Ning Yan as his colleagues in the capital. For a while, he didn't hear the teasing taste in Ning Yan's tone, and thought he was in a bad mood, so he said quickly: "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Ning Yan glanced at Linglong, knowingly asked, "Why do I like it?"

"Miss Linglong didn't feel well five days ago, and she invited a doctor to take a look. She is already more than three months pregnant." Shi Jiarong said: "Naturally, I must congratulate Your Majesty."

Shi Jiarong said congratulations, but his heart was beating non-stop.

Five days ago, when the imperial maid found out that she was pregnant, Shi Jingrong was more surprised than happy—he was a government official, not an in-law in charge of these matters in the palace. What should be done with this "Linglong girl".

Logically speaking, a royal maid like Linglong should either be married off by Ning Yan, or Ning Yan should keep her as a "servant", there are only two ways to go.

Judging from the fact that Ning Yan has to take her with him even when he goes out to battle, the latter is more likely - but the matter of the emperor's heir is of great importance, Linglong herself does not have a clear title, and Shi Jiarong does not have a servant in her hand It is not sure that this is Ning Yan's notebook.

Furthermore, if Linglong had been taken in by Ning Yan before, she would never be called a "maid" when she was brought out. Even if she refused to take her into the harem, there must be some flexibility in etiquette.

As the Governor of Nanyang, Shi Jiarong had never received such a hint, either explicitly or privately. When he first heard this kind of news, he really didn't know what to do.

At that time, Ning Yan was not in Nanyang Mansion, and Shi Jiarong had no one to ask, so he was in a dilemma. On the one hand, he was afraid that this maid could not bear the loneliness and make a private decision for life, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would really neglect the emperor's heir. In the end, He could only vaguely prepare enough people to serve Linglong, and she still called her Miss Linglong to the outside world.

——I hope it belongs to His Majesty, Shi Jiarong thought in his heart, otherwise His Majesty would be ashamed, and it would be disgraceful for a maid to have an affair with someone.

But fortunately, Shi Jiarong's worst plan didn't come true. He only heard Ning Yan clap his hands lightly, and even raised his tone of voice, sounding very excited.

"Really?" Ning Yan said excitedly, "Sister Linglong has my child?"

"That's right." Without waiting for Shi Jiarong to speak, Linglong took off the sleeve, walked a few steps towards Ning Yan with a smile, and touched her lower abdomen: "Thanks to Mr. Shi, three doctors were invited to treat you." After that, there will be no mistakes."

Shi Jiarong swallowed what he wanted to say, followed by a smiley face.

——Fortunately, it is Ning Yan's own seed, Shi Jiarong thought, but His Majesty is still young, and he didn't remember to give such a big matter in advance, which made him worry for so long.

Ning Yan didn't know that Shi Jiarong was quite frightened by Linglong before. He leaned on the armrest, squinted his eyes and looked Linglong up and down, and then waved at her.

Linglong obediently walked forward and stood beside Ning Yan.

The silk with excellent drape was tightly attached to her slightly raised belly, clearly outlining the slight arc.Ning Yan stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, feeling a little stiff.

"Very good." Ning Yan withdrew her hand in satisfaction, raised her head slightly, and said to her with a smile: "Sister Linglong is very obedient, and she helped me a lot."

Linglong lowered her eyes, avoiding Ning Yan's direct gaze, looking cute and docile.

"Such a good thing, everyone should know about it." Ning Yan turned his head and said, "It's better to tell the queen mother first, so that she can be happy."

Shi Jiarong was taken aback for a moment, wondering what kind of medicine Ning Yan sold in the gourd.

"Oh, that's right." Ning Yan seemed to have remembered something, beat his palms, and said, "It just so happens that the third brother's concubine is also having a happy birthday—children are always innocent in the grievances between adults, so it's better to just let them go." Send this news back to the capital together, so that the queen mother can be more relieved."

Shi Jiarong completely felt that he couldn't understand Ning Yan anymore, King Changle's army was still living in Xinyang Mansion, why Ning Yan seemed to be afraid that Ruan Yin and Ning Zheng would not be able to connect.

"Linglong." Ning Yan asked with a smile, "What do you think?"

Linglong blinked her eyes, stood firmly, as well-behaved as a puppet, nodded when she heard the words, her tone was unusually gentle.

"Your Majesty will listen to you."