The emperor took the cub of the nemesis Regent

According to Ji Xuemian's calculations, there are still three or four months before he goes into labor.

The army needs to travel three to five hundred miles a day to reach Mobei, with 15 soldiers and 30 horses. It will take more than a month to follow the road between Mobei and the capital.

It was the rainy season that is unique to winter, the soldiers did not have waterproof tung oil, and everyone’s boots and socks were wet with rain and snow. When the north wind blew, the thick fur clothes could not withstand the cold, and frostbite Many soldiers.

Even a strong old general like Huo Qiu couldn't bear it. These days, he stayed in the carriage every day, lingering on the sick bed.

Huo Qiu brought a few women with him, knowing that Ji Xuemian turned a blind eye to his lustful behavior, he became close to Ji Xuemian in his heart.

The most important thing is that no one knows the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, and no one knows. The regent has admitted that he has a child with the chief assistant emperor. There are a lot of people.

Seven days before his departure, Huo Qiu was called to the military camp by the regent, and he was urged to take care of Mr. Ji's health, but "he has a weak body, a cold stomach, and is pregnant, so take care of him." I said it no less than a hundred times.

Huo Qiuer's roots were covered with calluses, seeing Ji Xuemian getting out of the carriage with his waist supported, one by one sympathizing with the soldiers and asking them about their difficulties, his fragile but strong appearance was indeed quite painful.

General Huo knows beauties, loves beauties, and knows how to cherish beauties.

Therefore, seeing Ji Xuemian staggered by the wind, covered his mouth and coughed a few times, Huo Qiu called him into the carriage to drink a cup of hot water to warm himself up.

But Ji Xuemian refused, turned her head, looked at the high sky with wide clouds, thick black clouds, and white snow mixed with raindrops hitting the ground, frowning.

Lan Shen was chatting with the soldiers, when he saw Ji Xuemian coming, he got up and ran over: "My lord, it's raining and snowing hard at the moment, you should go back to the carriage and rest, I didn't dare to sleep when I saw you snoozing just now." Mention, it's time for you to drink your medicine."

Ji Xuemian nodded: "Wait a while, I'll go and see the soldiers."

He found that the soldiers took advantage of their shifts to return to the carriage to wring out their shoes and socks, and every time they passed a town where they could rest, they had to make some repairs, which slowly delayed their pace.

Today is the day before New Year's Eve, and after Zishi, it will be the beginning of the [-]th year of the Daning Dynasty.

When Ji Xuemian was very young, her parents were still alive, and they would prepare the New Year’s goods early, including fish, shrimp, meat and eggs, red lanterns, red paper-cuts, and even the carp in the warm pavilion pond were red.

Although those days will never come back, if you are in the capital, maybe in the Prince Regent’s Mansion, there will be someone who has done everything, spends a year with him with a smile, and discusses with him enthusiastically. Ye is still busy with homework, how dedicated he is.

Now Ji Xuemian is facing a desperate situation, the people of Dayue Clan are not afraid of the cold, they walk fast, although their troops follow closely, but the weather is extremely cold, the soldiers can't stand it.

Being in a far away place, sparsely populated, the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year is getting weaker and weaker, and the soldiers are also homesick, not talking to each other, whispering at night, thinking of their parents, daughter-in-law and children.

Because the moon was too big, Ji Xuemian couldn't sleep peacefully at night, tossing and turning, sometimes he was too restless, and he could hear it occasionally when he was relaxing outside the camp.

There happened to be an unknown city nearby. The people in the city wore fur hats and thick jackets and skirts layer after layer. The men were powerful and the women were bold and generous. The closer they got to Mobei, the more people became is open.

Ji Xuemian suddenly remembered, how did the Dayue family cultivate such a playboy as the vice-lord Qu Zui?It's really interesting.

"Frozen feet?" Ji Xuemian walked up to a young soldier and patted him on the shoulder: "Persevere, I will go to the city to rest tonight, and tomorrow will be Chinese New Year."

The little soldier raised his head, and his dark eyes filled with tears: "Master Ji, it's very kind of you..."

Ji Xuemian couldn't help being amused by him: "What's your name?"

The little soldier hesitated for a moment: "My name is Fan Ting. They all call me Gobi Gopher. I'm especially good at planting bombs. This time, General Huo appreciated it and said that he might be able to use me."

Ji Xuemian nodded, "Okay, then you follow me, and when I tell you to bury it, you just do it."

In the rain and snow, all the soldiers obeyed Lord Shoufu's order and found a place to rest in the city. They returned to the camp tomorrow morning, and everything was in order.

Ji Xuemian still couldn't sleep, Lan Shen also stayed in his room, even though he was a secret guard, he was also afraid of the cold, right?

Ji Xuemian asked him to buy wax, as much as he could, Lan Shen followed suit, and found a bunch of red cloth and needles and threads from nowhere.

Ji Xuemian drank butter tea, it didn't taste very good, but it was very warm: "What is this for?"

Lan Shen carefully cut the fabric, and said solemnly: "Adults don't know how to sew, so what will they wear when the child is born? I will make them for you, and they will be ready for use when they are born."

Ji Xuemian was noncommittal, put down the cup, and picked up a piece of cloth, which was quite thick.

Looking at the invisible moon in the sky, Ji Xuemian said slowly, "In another hour, it will be New Year's Eve."

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Duan Qichi sat in the Prince Regent's mansion without moving for an entire hour, with a trace of hostility hidden in his dark eyes.

The servants came and went, and none of them dared to talk to him. They put down their teacups and wanted to put oil on the soles of their feet, for fear of being caught and embarrassed by the unfriendly Prince Regent.

"You stay." The thin lips were pursed into a straight line, as if trying to suppress the erupting anger.

All the servants found out privately that since the day Ji Shoufu left the capital, the regent's face has become worse and worse. His hair, which was originally neat and tidy, was gathered up at will, hanging messily on his waist, and his eyes were clearly angry. But he couldn't bear it.

Yun Ni revealed quietly that before the regent met Ji Shoufu, he was neither human nor ghost, and all he showed in front of Ji Shoufu was a beautiful side, in fact, this is his truest appearance.

"My lord... what are your orders?"

"Did you find Xuan Yi's body today?"

"Not yet, Vice General Lin hasn't come back yet, your suspicion of Prince Rui's fraudulent death seems to be true."

Duan Qichi took a deep breath, and when he opened and closed his eyes, he looked a bit embarrassed: "Is there... a letter?"

The servant immediately knelt down: "Forgive me, my lord. I heard that the ancient river to Mobei was covered with heavy snow, and it rained hail again. The army lost contact before reaching the mountain range. The spies couldn't get in, and the letters couldn't be sent out, of course. ..."

There is another sentence that servants dare not say, I am afraid that the prince himself knows it well.

The lives and deaths of the strong and strong soldiers are uncertain for the time being, let alone the frail and pregnant Mr. Shoufu, whether he is dead or alive... Who dares to say?

Duan Qichi raised his hand and dropped the teacup, frightened the servants who were kneeling on the ground to shake into a ball, not daring to lift their heads. Even though Ji Shoufu is not always at the Regent's Palace, as long as he is there, the prince is kind and easy to talk, no matter what. Like now, it can scare people to death.

All the servants began to miss Ji Shoufu, he was obviously a cold and cold person, and his words were not gentle, but it made them all like him, and they couldn't help laughing when they saw him.

"You go." Duan Qichi rubbed the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes, and hid all the hostility in his eyes, so that the servants would not see him.

The servant took the tea tray and backed away obediently. After the door was closed, Duan Qichi opened his eyes and looked at the familiar scene, no matter how many times he had seen it, there were so many differences.

The window curtains have not changed, the table is still ash tops, the dishes are also set up on the table, and even the tea is at the temperature used to drink.

But it's just uncomfortable, and it looks awkward everywhere.

Without that touch of white clothes, the entire Prince Regent's Palace became deserted.

At this moment, Lin Yuan and Shen Jing brought Yan Ming to visit. As soon as they entered the palace, they noticed the strange and deadly quiet atmosphere.

Even Lin Yuan didn't dare to speak loudly: "Master Yan, do you want Nuwa to make up for such a big matter? If not, I advise you to leave quickly. The atmosphere in the mansion is not noisy right now. Just kidding, our lord has recently... Sigh."

Shen Jing answered his words: "Recently, the massacre is crazy. The Dayue clan has an assault force that did not keep up with the army. That Qu Zui is not easy to mess with. He was waiting to ambush Huo Qiu and the others, but was killed by our prince. When I found some clues, I didn’t leave any of them behind and killed them all. In the end, I couldn’t stand it any longer, so I dealt with the rest and came to report to the prince.”

Yan Ming shivered: "Vice General Lin, you wander around the city every day, did you find Xuan Yi's body?"

Lin Yuan shook his head: "There is no corpse at all. All the strongholds were blown up by our people, even the ashes were picked up and pasted up, and there was no trace of Xuan Yi."

Yan Ming sighed: "I came to find the regent for this matter. Thanks to the foresight of Mr. Shoufu, the emperor and queen just walked out of the palace, and the palace was surrounded by Xuan Yi's people. They searched every corner. I didn't see the empress, and now the emperor is at my house, this is not a solution."

Shen Jing said in a low voice: "I'll see the prince in a while, so don't mention the word Ji Shoufu, even animals like chickens!"

Yan Ming: "Don't worry, I haven't lived enough."

The three of them had their own important matters, and they pushed open the door at the same time, not daring to see the regent.

Duan Qichi seemed to be in deep thought, dressed in black clothes without any color, he looked like an evil spirit from hell, his face was pale, his hair was messy, when he raised his eyes slightly, the cold and haughty look in his eyes made people shudder.

"What's up?"

The three plopped to their knees and began to report one by one.

Duan Qichi just listened quietly, humming from time to time, without any unnecessary words, until they finished speaking, and calmly began to give orders. Although he was as meticulous as ever and did not make mistakes, his throat was hoarse, as if he had been through for a few days. So tired at night.

After seeing off a few people, Yun Ni entered the room cautiously, and brought a bowl of dumplings and a bowl of Lantern Festival.

Duan Qichi didn't refuse, Yun Ni dared to speak: "You haven't eaten for several days, tomorrow is New Year's Eve, you should eat something."

Yun Ni couldn't bear to look into his eyes, as if they were filled with tiny light, which made people feel uncomfortable.

She remembered that a while ago, the prince and Ji Shoufu made an appointment to spend the New Year together. At that time, they were talking and laughing, but in a blink of an eye, Ji Shoufu's life and death were unknown, and he disappeared in a wild place, which made people worry.

Yun Ni is a clever girl, she turned her back and wiped away her tears, and said with a forced smile: "My lord, don't worry, I know that a Taoist priest who is a fortune teller has come to Fulin Temple recently, and he is praying for someone who is destined to fortune. After eating these things, the servant will accompany you to count tomorrow."

Hearing this, Duan Qichi couldn't help raising his eyes to look at her. After a long time, he nodded and said silently: "Okay, I'll eat."

Yun Ni noticed, however, that there was a slight ripple in the bowl full of dumplings, which soon disappeared.

Today is New Year's Eve for family reunion.

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Countdown to Cub Cub's debut——3