The real concubine of the fake prince reborn

The Spring Festival is coming in a blink of an eye. Although the island here is far away from the Central Plains, the customs and atmosphere of the Chinese New Year have been well inherited. Jing Rong and Luo Zifeng walked hand in hand on the small road on the island. , so uncomfortable.

【Jing Rong, the people here are preparing to have a lively New Year just like us in Qinghe Town. 】Luo Zifeng left, writing what he had seen and heard along the way in Jing Rong's palm.

"Zifeng, why don't you leave?" For some reason, Luo Zifeng stopped suddenly, and asked strangely what happened.

[A few children blocked our way. 】 Luo Zifeng explained in this way.

"A child?" Suddenly, Jing Rong's expression became gentle, and she held Luo Zifeng's hand tightly with some joy, and said softly with the other hand in an inviting gesture: "It must be a very cute child." Come on, come to my sister."

After Jing Rong said this, the three children who were still a bit hesitant at the beginning and refused to come forward were all scrambling to jump into Jing Rong's arms, and the result was that Jing Rong let go of Luo Zi very naturally Feng's hand, a big embrace, encloses all three little guys in his arms.

"It's small, soft, and has a nice milky scent on its body. Is this the child?" Jing Rong said to himself with sparkling eyes and a longing look.

Standing aside, Luo Zifeng stared blankly at the scene in front of her. She had never known that Jing Rong liked children so much.

"Hey, Zifeng, when are we going to have a lovely child, do you think it's okay?" At some point, the children had been sent away by Jing Rong, and she also groped to her side according to her breath, accustomed to Sexually took his right arm.

【us? 】Luo Zifeng's writing of these two characters reveals doubts that are difficult to determine.

In contrast, Jing Rong's reply seemed unwavering: "Yes, we, we are husband and wife, so it is natural to have children, isn't it?"

[Hehe, that's right, we are husband and wife, so it's agreed that once we have the chance, we will also have a child. 】Although this may be an extravagant wish that they will never be able to realize in their lifetime, but the world is so big that there are no surprises. If one day they encounter an adventure, then the extravagant wish will become a reality.

【Ah, Jing Rong, let's leave quickly. 】Luo Zifeng wrote nervously in Jing Rong's palm.

"Huh? What's the matter? Why is it so sudden?" So flustered, what happened?

[At the door of the family we were standing at just now, the family was preparing to set off firecrackers. 】After the two left the 'danger zone', Luo Zifeng explained with lingering fear.

"What does that matter?" One second Jing Rong was still puzzled, and the next second he burst into laughter: "Zifeng, don't tell me, you are so big, you are so afraid of Pao Zhan New Year's gadgets."

[I'm not afraid, you didn't see how big a bundle of firecrackers was in that family's house just now, it's really a big bundle, we've been talking here for so long, and the sound of firecrackers in his house still hasn't stopped! 】

Feeling that Luo Zifeng must be acting serious at this moment, and writing seriously in his palm can make him feel the same way, Jing Rong wants to laugh again, but he should bear it, after all, it is the New Year's Eve , or don't let the other party leave any "shadow of inferiority complex", after all, it is something that even children have fun with.

The priest's mansion in the middle of the island has not been affected by everyone at all, and there is no trace of the year. The whole mansion is still the same as before. If there is any difference, it is the servants in the mansion. All went home on vacation for a family reunion.

"Huan'er, it's time for Chinese New Year again. I know you love the hustle and bustle of Chinese New Year the most, but there is no need for me to celebrate the Spring Festival without you. Fortunately, there is still half a month before you can wake up. After that How about we celebrate the new year together again, one happy new year after another?" The priest caressed the ice coffin tenderly with his hands, but his smiling face was covered with tears...

What is the situation in the other side—the capital city?

For more than three months, Prince Xiang has been living in the palace. Without Luo Zifeng, he dare not step in the Prince Xiang's mansion, and he does not want to step in. The whole mansion is full of Sijin's, Zi With Feng's shadow, he has no way to face the deserted Prince Xiang's Mansion again, so he might as well live in the palace, so that he can be informed of any progress in the search by Emperor Jingtai as soon as possible.

"Is there still no news?" King Xiang walked into the imperial study room with tired steps. The tall and straight figure in the past became hunched for some reason, and Emperor Jingtai, who was sitting on the dragon chair, was no better than him. Where to go, he has been infected with the wind and cold since the beginning of winter, and now his health is deteriorating, and he has reached the age when his oil is exhausted.

Listening to King Xiang's question, Emperor Jingtai also replied in a very uncomfortable way: "Still, ahem, there is still no substantial progress, ahem, but I heard a strange thing, ahem..."

Speaking of this, Emperor Jingtai coughed uncontrollably. Seeing the other party's uncomfortable appearance, King Xiang couldn't bear it, stepped forward and patted Emperor Jingtai on the back, and said softly: "Brother You should also pay more attention to your body, but a small wind and cold has dragged on for more than a month and still hasn't improved, when that child Jingrong comes back and sees you like this, I don't know how sad he will be."

"I'm not in the way." Emperor Jingtai patted King Xiang's hand to express comfort: "I survived no matter how severe the injury was on the battlefield, but now it's just a mere wind and cold, ahem, it can't kill me. "

"Hey~ You just said that you found out about a strange thing, what exactly is it, and what kind of relationship does it have with the two children, Zifeng Jingrong?"

Emperor Jingtai shook his head and said: "I don't know exactly what the relationship is. This month, there was a grand event for the people of the martial arts in Rongcheng, but the two veteran figures who participated in the grand event did not attend unexpectedly. Cough cough..." Having said this, Emperor Jingtai coughed again and again.

Seeing this, King Xiang brought the ginseng tea on the side to Emperor Jingtai: "Don't worry, talk slowly, drink some tea to moisten your throat, this incident seems to have nothing to do with the disappearance of the two children."

Emperor Jingtai took a sip of the ginseng tea, and he felt a lot more comfortable in his throat, so he continued: "It's really nothing to do with this matter alone. Those two masters didn't go out of the mountain, but someone saw a painting boat go to the two. Passing by the only way for people to live in seclusion, and there was a picture of two women embracing and kissing on the painting boat. This incident caused quite a stir on both sides of the river. According to the people present According to the description, the appearance and behavior of the two people are very similar to Zifeng and Jingrong, as we know, one of the women is missing an arm, and the other, because they are far away, no one can see her clearly face."

"These two people must be Zifeng and Jingrong. What's the reason why they walked that waterway in a painting boat?" King Xiang thought for a while: "You Fang just mentioned the two masters, do you know the two masters?" What skills do people have?"

"One is called Gongshuban by the world, and he is the most respected magician in the world. The other one, it is said that when he was young, he had a quarrel with the Central Plains martial arts. For some reason, he later reconciled, because of his superb martial arts skills. , and has been sought after by everyone in the martial arts world." Emperor Jingtai briefly summarized the information he had collected.

"Mechanism..." After figuring out the joints, King Xiang's eyes lit up and said: "I can finally be sure that Zifeng and Jing Rong must have gone to find those two masters. There is no other reason. Maybe that artificer can do something about Feng's severed arm."

In the blink of an eye, another ten days passed, Luo Zifeng was awakened by someone outside the house early in the morning, and looked at the sky outside, isn't it still Yinshi?Who is calling the door at this time?

Luo Zifeng's sleepy eyes were blindfolded, and she crawled out of the bed cautiously. In order not to wake up Jingrong, she tried her best to keep the bed stable and tried not to touch Jingrong's body. After some tossing, she finally woke up. The bed has not affected Jing Rong's sleep.

With a sound of "squeak~", Luo Zifeng opened the door, and what came into view was an old man with messy hair and a strange smell from his body. She was so startled that she yelled: "Are you People are ghosts?"

Seeing that the other party was frightened by him, the visitor put all the hair covering his face behind his ears quite speechlessly, revealing a dirty face. Fortunately, there was already a slight light in the sky at this moment, and then With such a little light, Luo Zifeng finally saw the appearance of the person coming.

"Mr. Xie?" Luo Zifeng asked with some uncertainty, it didn't match at all with the neatly dressed old gentleman in a gray gown that he saw that day.

"Yes, yes, it's me, here, your arm, hurry up and finally let me make it out, quickly take off your pair, so I can put it on for you." Xie Ji's eyes emitted a strange light, completely opposite to the old man who was full of complaints because of the priest's words at that time, making people feel a little creepy for no reason... Sure enough, the people who do these weird things are also weird Yes, but Luo Zifeng completely exposed her left shoulder without too much coyness. After all, she is also a doctor, and she doesn't care much about such things as needing to bare her chest and back during the treatment process.