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Chapter 897: Waste

And she was not the only one looking for Xie Songhua at this time.

When the peach blossoms began to bloom in March, Xie Songhua's belly had already swelled quite a bit. Cuiliu changed her clothes twice, and then simply tightened a few threads around the waist, waiting for her to wear them tight before adding more.

Looking at the letter Xiaoqing brought over, Cuiliu was quite dissatisfied, "No matter what the capital is like, our prince has won a great victory. No matter what, we can't treat our prince badly.

When the time comes when we go back, the young master in the princess’s womb will be given the title of Prince of the County directly!”

Xie Songhua was looking at the letter in his hand. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "How can it be so easy? Although this battle is indeed hard-won, the situation on the entire battlefield is also very good now.

But this war is uncertain, and no one can really know what the prince is thinking this time, so we still cannot take it lightly."

Duhuo happened to walk in. Hearing this, he nodded in agreement and said, "What you said is right. Our mother-in-law had this attitude in the past. Whenever we encountered something, we could not think about it for the better and then make plans based on it."

, this will probably lead to bad things."

Xie Songhua was really curious about Xiao Yu's mother.

But after the last chat, she was a little afraid to talk to Duhuo about what happened back then, and she didn't know if it was considered a kind of cowardice.

Fortunately, Duhuo seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and she never mentioned it again since then.

"What happened this time?"

Regarding the dynamics of the capital, Gu Jinyuan knew everything from Huang Zicheng and Baiyue.

For Xiao Yu, living alone is similar to Baiyue Huang Zicheng.

Therefore, she did not hide this information.

"My grandmother has recently resumed contact with many old ladies in Beijing. It seems that they are on good terms again."

Needless to say, what this means is known to several people.

"I just didn't expect that my father would actually go to Dengzhou."

"Dengzhou Guard?"

Gu Jinyuan nodded, but Duhuo frowned, "At this time...will..."

"Others may think that, but that person is my father, so that's not necessarily the case. After all, the place Dengzhou has some connections with my father, and his temperament has always made it difficult for people to think in that direction.

"

Hearing this, Duhuo looked at Gu Jinyuan with a little more thoughtfulness in his eyes.

"Auntie, don't look at me like this." Although he no longer talked about the past, Gu Jinyuan's name for Duhuo changed subconsciously. It was not because of anything else, it was just a way of respecting Xiao Yu's mother, "This matter

It has nothing to do with me.

If you really want to say what the reason is, I can only say that if you are honest, you will get a lot of help, but if you are unjust, you will get little help!"

"This is exactly what the princess said," Cuiliu echoed softly, "Things in this world may be complicated, but they may also be simple. No matter what status a person has, if he only thinks about himself when doing things, he will eventually fail.

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Just like our prince, although everyone respects him and fears him, he has no secrets on the battlefield. He has suffered countless injuries and suffered countless battles along the way."

Since coming to Datong and seeing a real war, Cuiliu has regarded Xiao Yu as the savior of the world.

She was originally from a poor background, and during that time she had been helping to shelter refugees who had lost their homes in the city.

He knew clearly in his heart that if he wanted to save those people, he had to win the battle and drive away the Da Rong people.

And Xiao Yu is the one who can do this.

Xie Songhua was already used to her subconscious propaganda, but when he heard Cuiliu talking about Xiao Yu's injury, he felt a little nervous.

During this period of time, the two of them only communicated through letters.

The letter was sent to Prince Chen's Mansion first and then forwarded.

We haven’t seen each other for such a long time, and what was originally a brief relationship has turned into gossip.

But listening to him talk about the little things on the battlefield, Xie Songhua also felt at ease.

But in this way, if one or two letters were late, she would inevitably be nervous.

I don’t know if it’s because of the hormonal effects of pregnancy or what.

After all, I can't be as calm as before.

Du Huo on the side saw through her thoughts at a glance, and said immediately: "It is normal for you to be worried when he is facing a bright sword.

But if he returns to the capital or the court in the future, and he has to face the invisible rain of swords, what will you do?"

Gu Jinyuan's heart skipped a beat, but she forced a smile and said, "How can I know such a thing?"

She shook her head gently and sighed, "Now I know what that sentence in the book means."

"Which sentence?" Xiaoqing slightly noticed that the atmosphere between the two people seemed a bit subtle, so she interrupted and asked with a smile.

"I regret teaching my husband to seek the title of Marquis."

Cuiliu smiled immediately, "I think this is wrong, at least it is wrong to apply it to the princess and the prince. It is impossible for people like the prince to leave the people of Daqi and live alone.

With the status of the prince, even if His Majesty insists, it is not difficult to arrange some injuries on the body. If the body is injured and unable to participate in the battle, His Majesty cannot force it. Otherwise, what will happen if the news spreads?

Therefore, in our palace, it is not the princess who teaches the prince to find a title, but the prince himself who takes on the responsibility of the world!"

Isn’t this the fan effect?

Cuiliu's calm and calm temperament has become so fanatical at this time. If in future generations, this person will definitely be a die-hard fan.

Still the kind that can fight with others online for 300 rounds.

"Cuiliu is right," Duhuo took up the subject, "Your Majesty has had this temperament since he was a child. Even though he has never met Emperor Taizu, he seems to have inherited Emperor Taizu's attitude of taking the world as his own responsibility.

sense of responsibility.

When Emperor Taizu unified the world, he did not have the determination to be the emperor from the beginning, but because he was bullied too hard by the foreigners and wanted to save the people of Daqi like him."

Hearing her words, Xie Songhua looked at her with a half-smile and said, "I know this, but I didn't expect that my aunt, who is not from Daqi, can actually feel the same thing."

Du Huo was stunned for a moment, and her face showed a bit of discomfort. She hesitated for a moment, then turned to Xie Songhua, "Princess, there are some things you said even if I didn't say them, but you actually know them in your heart. Do you really plan to keep doing this?"

Are you going to escape?"

To Xiao Qing and Cui Liu, these words seemed a bit puzzling. They were obviously discussing Xiao Yu's matter just now, but why did it suddenly come to the princess's body.

And looking at the expression on Aunt Linghuo's face, she still looks so serious. Could it be that something big happened and they don't know about it?

The two looked at each other, and Cuiliu winked at Xiaoqing. After all, the two of them had been together for so long. They understood and stood up together.

"I haven't finished the previous things yet, I'll go out first."

"My slave has boiled Gebu, and now it's time to check the heat. If someone accidentally burns it, it will be in vain."

With that said, the two of them went out together without waiting for Xie Songhua's consent.

There were only two people left in the room, Du Huo and Xie Songhua.

Xie Songhua took out a half-finished piece of green willow clothes from the basket and said with a smile: "This green willow is something that every kid will grow up when the wind blows. What a waste if this little piece of clothes is made so meticulously."

"If the princess does not make up her mind, all the efforts and persistence now will be a waste in the future."


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