The Young Master Is Fierce Chapter 1196: Go home

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December 18th, the second year of Daxia.

It snows heavily in Guanyun City.

In He Mansion, Zhong Yu, with a big belly, was sitting in the warm pavilion of the west wing sewing baby clothes.

Her face was filled with a warm smile.

San Dao died on April 19th. She was pregnant with her second child. Empress Xuefei said that everything was normal with the fetus and that she would give birth in the first month of the year.

The first month... It will soon be the first month. When he left, he said that he should be able to return from the Northern Expedition in half a year at the fastest and a year at the longest.

Eight months have passed, and I don’t know if they are back?

It would be best if we could catch up with the Chinese New Year...or catch up with the children.

The Queen and the others came back from Chang'an and talked about how good that place was. They said that Chang'an was greatly built under Qin Bingzhong's construction. It had no city walls and occupied almost the entire Wofengyuan.

They also talked privately about His Majesty's intention to move the capital to Chang'an.

So the headquarters of Daxia Jinfeng Group is now located in Chang'an City.

It's just that Chang'an City is too big, and its population is still only a million.

This is not a problem. If the capital is moved, one or two million people will probably live in Guanyun City. Plus the other people who are leaving from various directions, the prosperity of Chang'an will be just around the corner.

My father-in-law also went to Chang'an, taking his son with him, saying he was going to have a look.

He left in November, saying that since His Majesty would move the capital, the He family's business would also have to be transferred to Chang'an, and he needed to go there in advance to buy a big house worthy of the status of military commander. Big house.

She did not go because she was pregnant. Of course, she mostly wanted to stay in Guanyun City and wait for He Sandao to come back.

She was lost in thought and accidentally pricked her finger with a needle.

"Hiss..."

She grinned, put her finger in her mouth and sucked it, but suddenly raised her head and looked out the door.

The person who walked in was Zhao Hou and Eunuch Zhao.

"Mrs."

Zhao Hou stood in front of Zhong Yu and bowed respectfully, "Your Majesty and the others...are back!"

Zhong Yu was startled, and his face suddenly showed joy. His Majesty is back, and those three swords must be back too!

She put down the small clothes that had not yet been sewn, stood up while touching her belly, and saw Fu Xiaoguan walking in.

"Your Majesty..."

Fu Xiaoguan forced a smile and said, "Brother and sister."

His eyes fell on Zhong Yu’s abdomen, and he suddenly felt that he shouldn’t have come now, but he had already come.

A bad thought suddenly arose in Zhong Yu's heart, because His Majesty used to call her Miss Zhong Liu instead of younger brother and sister!

She looked over Fu Xiaoguan's shoulder, walked out, and stood in the snowy yard.

Then freeze.

Then his eyes were frozen like this.

Guan Xiaoxi, Chen Po, Wei Wubing, and Feng Xi, four army commanders, were carrying a coffin that had just been placed on the ground.

Her mind went blank at this moment. She did not faint. After half a cup of tea, she walked towards the coffin.

Guan Xiaoxi and the other two bowed their heads silently.

Fu Xiaoguan followed closely behind her.

"Brother and sister... San Dao is a soldier. In war... people will eventually die."

Zhong Yu had no reaction. She suddenly opened the coffin lid and it fell into the snow with a pop.

She held the coffin with both hands and poked her head out. She looked at the peaceful corpse wearing a brand-new military uniform inside for a long time.

As night falls, the maids in the house hold lanterns.

She held a lantern, took a deep breath of cool air, patted the snow that fell on her body with her other hand, and whispered: "Please cover him."

She turned around and asked a maid behind her: "Is dinner ready? I'm hungry."

"Mother, it's done."

"Then send it to the Nuan Pavilion."

She looked up at Fu Xiaoguan and smiled, "I'm really hungry. If anything happens... wait until I'm full."

She sat at the dining table, looked at the table full of dishes, picked up the bowls and chopsticks and started eating.

Fu Xiaoguan still stood two feet behind her and watched, saying nothing and unable to say anything.

Zhong Yu ate the vegetables with big mouthfuls. She finished plate after plate, as if she had been hungry for three days and three nights.

She finally shed tears, but there was no sound. The sound seemed to be blocked by the food in her mouth.

Tears flowed down her bowl, and she swallowed them while eating the food.

She ate for half an hour, and she ate all the food on the table.

She suddenly yelled at a maid: "Why is it just that little?"

"I'm hungry!"

"The child in my belly is hungry too!"

"Hurry up and make another table... Sandao is back and he hasn't eaten yet...!"

"Wine, wine... take out the jar of Xishan Tianchun that he has stored for five years. San Dao is back, and I want to help him catch the wind!"

Then she seemed to suddenly think of something. She suddenly closed her mouth, suddenly raised her sleeves and wiped the tears on her face, but found that she couldn't wipe them clean no matter how hard she wiped them.

She just kept wiping it.

Muttering: "What's wrong with me? Is there sand in my eyes?"

"Your Majesty, this is a joke to you."

"By the way, you brought back three knives and you haven't eaten yet..."

"Look at me, I only care about myself and forget about you."

"Why don't you go and make another table of dishes! What are you doing standing around? The sky has not fallen! Our old He family has a daughter! By the way, where is the little brat? Where did he go? Let him see him His dad!"

"Mother, the eldest young master went to Chang'an with the old lady."

"...Oh, he also went to Chang'an...forget it, you go cook, and I will chat with His Majesty and the others."

She swallowed, wiped her tears, raised the corners of her mouth, touched her belly, and then looked at Fu Xiaoguan, "Is this true?"

"Didn't he say it would take a year to come back? It's only been eight months, so there's no rush to come back so soon."

Fu Xiaoguan sat next to Zhong Yu. He looked at Zhong Yu's tear-filled face and said seriously: "This is true!"

"For the sake of the baby in your belly, you have to relax a little."

"I will arrange Sandao's funeral, you... just don't show up anymore."

Zhong Yu's eyes suddenly opened wide, and she shouted hysterically at Fu Xiaoguan: "No...!"

"He promised me, he promised to come back well and give birth to three more children!"

She grabbed Fu Xiaoguan's arm, cried bitterly, then slowly lowered her head, and slowly withdrew her hand.

After a long time, her crying subsided, but she kept sobbing. She wiped her face again and her expression became determined.

"He once said that he just wanted to be a small landowner."

"He is dead, but I am still alive."

"His funeral will be handled by me, Zhongyu... No funeral will be held. According to the custom of our small place in Linzi, I will ask a Taoist priest to find a piece of land for him... and he will be buried in Guanyun City. Outside, Hanshan Mountain is a pretty nice place.”

"He said you would go into seclusion, and he wanted to accompany you to the place where you go into seclusion, but now he can't..."

Her brows suddenly frowned, she put her hands on her stomach, and cold sweat dripped down her forehead.

Fu Xiaoguan was shocked, "Zhao Hou, come back to the palace quickly and bring Concubine Xue and Po Wen, the imperial physician!"