Since knowing about Xuantian Mirror, Wen Xining has been pestering Beitang Shuo every day, saying that he wants to find Xuantian Mirror.
Beitang Shuo felt regret in his heart.
Don't agree to this, she will make trouble for you all day long.
Agreed, he wasn't sure he could find it.
However, seeing how busy she was trying to please him, he felt secretly happy.
As a result, his injuries healed more and more slowly.
Because only in this way can he enjoy her care, and only in this way can he not be dragged by her to find Xuan Tianjing.
In the past half month, his injury obviously healed quickly, but since then, there has been no improvement.
Wen Xining was so anxious.
Of course it's not just for Xuan Tianjing, but she really feels sorry for him.
Now every night, they sleep in the same bed. Wen Xining doesn't dare to move because she is worried about his injuries. But every time she wakes up, she is nestled in Beitang Shuo's arms.
I was a little embarrassed at first, after all, Beitang Shuo is now a real man. Although I was pretending before, I always regarded him as a child in my heart.
But over time, she actually got used to the feeling of waking up in his arms, which was very warm and comfortable.
Besides Wen Xining, there was another person who was also anxious.
He is Emperor Beitang Hong.
During this period, he was the only one who could come to Prince Shuo's Mansion to see Beitang Shuo.
As an emperor, he visited his son from time to time. His love for Beitang Shuo really moved Wen Xining.
On this day, the two of them had just had lunch when Quan'er ran to say that the emperor was here again.
Wen Xining quickly cleaned up, and Beitanghong's laughter sounded outside the door:
"Hahaha, Shuo'er, Ning'er, this old man like me is here to disturb you young couple again."
Since Beitang Shuo recovered, Beitang Hong has been cheerful every day.
When I was in Prince Shuo's Mansion, I was very relaxed and would often joke with them.
"See you, Father!"
Wen Xining bowed politely, and Beitang Shuo also got out of bed and bowed to Beitang Hong.
Beitang Hong stepped forward, supported Beitang Shuo, and said reproachfully:
"How many times have my father told you that you are injured and should not salute."
Beitang Shuo smiled warmly:
"My son has been unfilial for twelve years. This gift is indispensable."
Wen Xining quickly moved a chair to the bedside. Beitanghong asked Beitangshuo to sit on the bed first, and then he sat down.
"Okay, if you can't do less, you can't do less. How is the situation today?"
"Father, you don't have to worry anymore, it's almost healed."
Although he was very comfortable pretending to be injured, it always made them worried, and he still felt a little bit guilty in his heart.
Upon hearing this, Beitang Hong straightened his face and said seriously:
"It's almost the same, but it's not all done yet. You must take good care of your body, so that my father can rest assured that you will come to the court to help him."
When Wen Xining heard this, the hand that was pouring the tea paused slightly, and then calmly took the tea over:
"Father, please have some tea."
Beitang Hong took the tea cup with a smile and said with a happy face:
"Ning'er, you have worked hard during this period. When Shuo'er is well, you can come to the palace together. Then my father will give you something fun. I'm sure you will like it."
"Ning'er has thanked my father. Then you and your husband can talk slowly. Ning'er will go out first."
Wen Xining seemed to be losing interest. After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out quietly. The moment she closed the door, she saw Beitang Shuo's dark eyes flashing past, with a hint of worry in them.
"This Ning'er doesn't seem to be in very good spirits."
Beitang Hong looked at the closed door, with some concern in his tone.
Beitang Shuo withdrew his gaze and said:
"During this period, she has been taking care of her children. She may be exhausted."
"Yes, she is a good child." Beitang Hong admired sincerely,
"Promising her to you was probably the right thing my father did in his life. I finally won't be sorry for you anymore."
Seeing Beitang Shuo but smiling and saying nothing, Beitang Hong patted his shoulder and said sincerely:
"Shuo'er, be nice to her now and give birth to a grandson for your father as soon as possible. Otherwise, when you become the prince or even the emperor, your heart will not be hers alone.
Already."
The smile on Beitang Shuo's face suddenly disappeared, and even his face turned pale. He looked at Beitang Hong in disbelief.
"Father, you..."
Wen Xining, who was stepping down the steps outside the door, clearly heard Bei Tanghong's voice, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
After steadying herself, she looked back at the closed door, then turned her head and ran forward suddenly.
"Father, I don't understand what you mean." There was a hint of inexplicable fear in Beitang Shuo's voice.
"Shuo'er..." Beitang Hong sighed and stood up slowly.
"My father has been waiting for you for twelve years and finally has you back. My father has also reserved the position of crown prince for you for twelve years. Do you want to reject my father?"
Beitang Shuo lowered his head and stopped talking.
Beitang Hong's voice continued:
"In the past twelve years, my father has withstood so much pressure. Seeing that the power of the Qi family is getting stronger and stronger, more and more people are petitioning Prince Feng Jin to be the crown prince, but they are all suppressed by me.
Because my father will never forget the pain of losing his wife and son twelve years ago. I can give her the position of queen, but I will definitely keep the position of prince for you. Shuoer, my father can't help but
You, and your queen mother."
After listening to Beitang Hong's words, Beitang Shuo's eyes were already moist.
For so many years, he pretended to be stupid and lived in the illusion of happiness created by himself. Although it was painful, at least he was happy.
But he never thought about his father's sake. It turns out that he has endured so much and shouldered so much by himself.
He knew clearly who his enemy was, but couldn't take revenge. The pain he felt was unforgettable.
"Father!" Beitang Shuo stood up, stood tall, faced Beitang Hong's direction, and said firmly: "My son will avenge his mother, and his son will take over the position of prince. But if I want my son to marry someone else,
Absolutely impossible."
A pair for life, his woman can only be Wen Xining, that elf-like woman.