Dingjiangshan

Jiang Ling waited in the small courtyard in fear for more than an hour before waiting for someone from the main courtyard next door to call her.

Half an hour ago, the child woke up crying once, and he didn't know if it was hungry or something else.Jiang Ling took care of him on the road for the past few days. A half-grown child seemed to be forced to become a half-mother. He skillfully unscrewed the small bamboo tube that he carried with him and fed him two mouthfuls of rice cereal. Finally, he put the child to sleep again. .

"Are you taking the child too?" Jiang Ling asked in a low voice.

She didn't take any medicine these days, and she regained her clear girlish voice.

"Your Majesty ordered them to be taken." The guards came from outside the door and said, "It is for the prince to have a look."

Jiang Ling groaned, indicating that he understood.She pulled up the child's skirt, carefully wrapped it in a thin quilt, and walked out the door with one hand in her arms.

The palm-sized place in Huoshan County, the place where they settled was only three yards in front and back. If it wasn't inconvenient to hold a child in his arms, Jiang Ling would have jumped over the wall directly from his own yard.

The door of the main courtyard was ajar. Jiang Ling slowed down his pace and listened carefully for a while, but he didn't hear any voices of dispute inside, so he pushed open the door boldly.

Just now the suffocating indifference atmosphere in the room dissipated quite a bit. Ning Yan had already taken off his outer robe and rested on the couch. Ning Huaijin was sitting on the side of the couch. Half of the quilt was cut.

Although Prince Gong still had a gloomy look on his face, he didn't look so scary any more.

Jiang Ling's eyes turned around the two of them, making sure that the two of them had calmed down and would not quarrel, so he closed the door behind his back and moved in step by step.

"Uncle Wang." Jiang Ling greeted with a dry smile, "Good morning."

Ning Huaijin nodded and said, "Morning."

After such a short time, the child in Jiang Ling's arms was startled by the movement outside, and began to twist his body unsteadily.Jiang Ling subconsciously patted the baby, but it didn't help. The child finally woke up after struggling, and began to cry loudly.

Jiang Ling's head hurt when he heard him cry, he coaxed him twice, and looked at Ning Huaijin as if asking for help.

"Uncle Wang—" Jiang Ling deliberately elongated his voice, and asked complainingly, "Where's the wet nurse?"

"I've asked someone to look for it, but I have to find someone who knows the basics." Ning Yan said dispensably, "It will be in the afternoon at the earliest, so you should take it with you first."

"Brother Yan, this is your son now." Jiang Ling held the child forward and complained, "Why are you so careless?"

Before Ning Yan could say anything, Ning Huaijin seemed to be poked by the word "your son" lightly, and reacted first.

"Give it to me." Ning Huaijin withdrew her hand from Ning Yan's hand and gestured to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling glanced at Ning Yan, and handed over the child in his hand.

"Uncle Wang, you should be careful." Jiang Ling said with lingering fear, "He's really scary when he makes a fuss."

The baby who is a few months old has grown up and is not lying obediently in the swaddle like a little baby.The child didn't know Ning Huaijin, and after being tossed about again, he immediately became even more uneasy, and broke free from the thin quilt with hands and feet, crying at the top of his voice, his face turned red from crying.

Ning Huaijin was so helpless by his crying, she hugged the child in her arms like Jiang Ling did when he entered the door, and patted him on the back clumsily.

It wasn't until this moment that Ning Huaijin seemed to finally have a sense of reality, and couldn't help but look a few more times into the swaddling baby, carefully examining "Ning Yan's son".

Ning Huaijin looked at him carefully for a while, even though the child was crying with tears all over his face, Ning Huaijin could still vaguely see Ning Yan's appearance on his face.

Probably because the child grew up well, and happened to inherit the part of his biological father that was similar to Ning Yan.With such a similar bloodline, it would probably not be revealed that he was Ning Yan's child.

"Did you name it?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"Princes Jing Bing, I think it's a big deal." Ning Yan had already thought about this matter on the road, and replied almost without thinking about it: "I met his biological father in battle. After all, it hurt the brotherhood. Why don't we just choose?" The word "Jing" should be more alert to future generations."

"Jing, An Ye." Ning Huaijin said, "It's good to be calm and quiet."

Ning Huaijin was really not very good at coaxing the child, she started to have a headache after holding her for a while, so she hurriedly put the child back into Jiang Ling's hands.

Although Second Miss Jiang was not the same as Prince Gong, she had coaxed him for several days, and she managed to gain some experience. She walked around the room twice with her arms around the child, and patted him on the back lightly.

"Brother Jing, it sounds nice." Jiang Ling pinched Ning Jing's face with a smile, and said, "Don't cry, if you cry again, I won't give you such a nice name."

How could the child understand, still clutching Jiang Ling's skirt, sobbing and crying pitifully.

"Then how does His Majesty plan to arrange him?" Ning Huaijin asked.

"I have already sent a letter to the Nanyang Mansion, asking Linglong to leave for Huoshan County. When she arrives, I will hand over the child to her." Ning Yan said: "There are very few people who know the origin of this child. Wait until tomorrow When he returns to the capital, he will be my son, and no one else can say anything."

"What about Uncle Huang?" Ning Yan asked, "When will you go back to the front line?"

The more the battle on the front line advances, the more inseparable Ning Huaijin is from the front line. Near Anqing Mansion, there will always be a day when we have to deal with Ning Zheng. Without a prince present on the front line, I am afraid that the battle will not be able to hold back.Although Ning Yan was reluctant to part with Ning Huaijin, he also knew that he couldn't keep him behind.

"Stay for another three days." Ning Huaijin said, "I'll see Your Majesty, if there's nothing wrong, I'll leave."

Three days was barely enough, so Ning Yan nodded without saying anything.

Ning Jing was finally coaxed to be quiet by Jiang Ling, and fell asleep with his head on her shoulder little by little.Jiang Ling carefully walked over with him in his arms, pointed to Ning Yan's bed, and asked him with his eyes if he could put the child down for a while.

Ning Yan nodded, bent one leg, and made room for her to come out.

Ning Huaijin also stood up, gave Jiang Ling the empty seat by the bed, and said to Ning Yan: "Your Majesty is back, I'm afraid many people outside have seen it, I'll go out and make some arrangements, and I'll be back in a while."

As Ning Huaijin spoke, she turned her head and patted Jiang Ling's head, looked at Ning Jing who was asleep, and finally nodded at Ning Yan, and backed out.

As soon as Ning Huaijin left, Jiang Ling let out a long breath, his shoulders collapsed, and he patted his chest exaggeratedly, as if he had survived a catastrophe.

"It's okay, it's okay, I was scared to death." Jiang Ling said with fear while beating his sore arm, "I thought Uncle Wang was very angry. I was sitting next door just now, thinking about whether I should come or not." save you."

Ning Huaijin was not in the room, and Ning Yan stopped carrying it. He pulled up the quilt with one hand, slid down and half lay down.

"I'm already very angry." Ning Yan muttered.

"It's okay." Jiang Ling poked his head to look in the direction where Ning Huaijin left, and said, "Isn't this being coaxed by you?"

Ning Yan covered his head, smiled wryly, "It's still early."

Ning Yan knew in his heart that Ning Huaijin's heartache had the upper hand and he didn't want to embarrass him outside.But if he wants to let him really let go of this matter, he will probably have to work hard.

Jiang Ling patted the sleeping Ning Jing reassuringly, curled his lips, and asked in a low voice, "Then guess where Uncle Wang is now, did he really go to take care of his subordinates?"

"He already knew that I was coming back, and the people outside have already been replaced by his cronies, so there is nothing to do." Ning Yan said sullenly, "I probably went to see Dr. Cheng."

Ning Huaijin couldn't find any of Cheng Yuan's people in Cheng Yuan's small courtyard, so she asked a subordinate temporarily to ask about Cheng Yuan's whereabouts.

This small courtyard is not big, and there is no independent small kitchen in the courtyard, and the cooking of water and medicine has to be done in the small room next to the big kitchen.

Ning Huaijin asked three or four servants along the way before finally finding the big kitchen.

It's midsummer now, and the kitchen is very hot as soon as the fire is turned on, Cheng Yuan simply moved the whole medicine stove to the door, and sat on the steps to pick the herbs.

"My lord." Cheng Yuan saw him from a distance, patted the crumbs on his hands, and wanted to stand up to meet him.

Ning Huaijin made a downward gesture to him, and said, "There's no need to be too polite—this is His Majesty's medicine?"

"Well, yes." Cheng Yuan opened the lid of the medicine jar a little and said, "It will probably take a while."

Ning Huaijin walked around the medicine stove, and couldn't help but said: "I was in the room just now, but I didn't have the time to ask—how is your majesty's injury?"

Cheng Yuan guessed that it was time for him to ask, so he threw the two pieces of sumac in his hand into the medicine tray, shook his head, and said truthfully, "It's not very good."

Ning Huaijin's heart tightened, and she asked, "How?"

"It's summer now, and trauma is prone to infection. If it is not treated in time, it will easily dissipate blood stasis and swell." Cheng Yuan said, "Ning Zheng probably didn't pay attention to His Majesty's injury. What kind of medicine do you use? In addition, His Majesty has hurt his muscles and bones, and the broken bones have shifted when he moved... I am afraid that he will have to take good care of it in the future, not touching heavy objects, and avoiding fatigue, and keeping warm when the weather is bad."

Ning Huaijin pursed her lips and asked, "How heavy is it?"

Cheng Yuan was silent for a moment, and said with some embarrassment: "Putting the bow and practicing the sword is definitely not enough. As for the others... let's take care of them first. It's best not to get tired and use your hands less. Let's take care of the three first." Let’s see what happens in five years.”

Even though he had already prepared in advance, Ning Huaijin's heart still thumped and sank.

Cheng Yuan has never exaggerated and bluffed people. Since he said so, let alone spring hunting and autumn hunting, even such grand ceremony arrangements as sacrificing relatives must be weighed in advance.

——Isn’t that obsolete?

Ning Huaijin gritted her teeth, wishing she could drag Ning Zheng out of the Luzhou mansion to pieces.

Cheng Yuan knew that he was distressed, so he just sighed, and didn't say much pale comfort like "how relieved he is".

Ning Huaijin walked around the spot twice, but she still couldn't let go of her anger.

"Doctor Cheng, there are fewer good doctors and medicines outside than in the capital. I'm afraid you will have to work hard." Ning Huaijin said: "When night falls tonight, after your majesty sleeps, the king will go to the front line. I will trouble you to take care of His Majesty a little bit more."

"Tonight?" Cheng Yuan was taken aback, "Then His Majesty will wake up tomorrow—"

"It's okay." Ning Huaijin waved his hand and said, "This place is not far from where Zhaoming camped. My king, hurry up and come back. I'll be back before dawn."