First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 524 Late Night Warmth (one more)

  When she said this, her chest was slightly ups and downs. Although she tried to calm her breath, she was still out of breath. It can be seen how desperately she was running along the way.

  She didn't even have the strength to stand up, so she hit the door panel and made that bang.

She didn't want to ask Xiao Heng to see her embarrassment, so she sat on the stiff threshold, leaning against the cold corner, but she didn't know that her fatigue had already been written in hers. Face.

  This is the case, when she looked at him, her eyes were still shining.

  The wind and snow swept across the world, and the cold wind was howling.

  Xiao Heng's heart seemed to be filled with a hot wave, blood rushed rapidly, but his breath was held.

  He looked at her in disbelief, her awkward little figure clearly reflected in his deep eyes.

  Jicheng was covered by heavy snow, and the army of one hundred thousand stood still. However, she drove over the mountains alone, braving the gust of wind, cold and snow, and appeared in front of him on his birthday.

  Xiao Heng is full of poems and books, and is full of resources. At this moment, he can't find a suitable word to describe his feelings.

  Suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable, even a little painful.

  He didn't say anything, but his eyes clearly said everything.

  It's just a birthday that he doesn't care about.

  Why are you rushing back?

  Why don’t you wait for the wind and snow to pass?

  Why not join the army of the court?

  Why...

   Why else?

   is just something he doesn't care about, someone cares for him.

  Xiao Heng's heart was moved, and there was no emotional change on his face. He quickly took off his robe and knelt down to wrap the robe with his body temperature around Gu Jiao's body.

  Gu Jiao's body is surrounded by a huge warmth, and the warmth comes with a man's breath and fragrance that belongs to him alone.

  She sniffed, and said with a little frozen nasal voice: "You are so fragrant."

  Xiao Heng looked at the tip of her little nose that was flushed with cold: "You can still smell my scent after freezing it like this?"

   "Well, it's incense!" Gu Jiao said confidently.

  Xiao Heng originally looked at her embarrassed, thinking about the risks and hardships of her journey, and felt a little complicated and heavy, but it made her interrupted like this, but it was dumbfounding.

  Xiao Heng took in the red spear that she had placed on her leg, and then untied her small back basket. With one hand around her back and the other around her back knees, she gently hugged her up.

   "I can go." Gu Jiao said.

   didn't forget that his leg was still lame, when she was at home, she wouldn't let him hold him even in a small clearance.

   "I can also go." Xiao Heng said.

  Gu Jiao blinked and looked at him.

  Xiao Heng hugged her and stood up, and she could feel the strength of his arms, which was stronger than when she left the capital, and a bit more powerful than a young man.

  Gu Jiao looked at his legs and feet again, and unexpectedly found that he was walking well.

  Gu Jiao said: "Your feet are not lame?"

"No."

  Someone turns back into a small lame in a second.

  In fact, he was getting better early. He was able to walk freely the next day after he resolved the misunderstanding with Princess Xinyang and opened the knot. He originally planned to surprise her on her birthday, but a certain girl turned her head and ran away.

  Very good.

  There is a price to pay.

  It was autumn when Gu Jiao left the capital, and she didn't wear much. Now it is deep winter, and her cotton-padded jacket is not too heavy.

  Xiao Heng hugged her tightly.

  The little guy in the family has been three months old, and no night milk is eaten, so the nanny doesn’t need to live here anymore. The Yao family moved back to the original house with the little guy, and the east house was kept by Gu Jiao.

  Yuyaer came to clean every day, and the bedding was replaced with new ones.

  Xiao Heng took the person into the house and put it on the cushioned chair: "Sit down for a while, and I will burn you a charcoal basin."

  After that, he turned around and went to the stove, lit straw and dry wood in the stove, and after it burned, he put the silver charcoal into it.

  These silver charcoal were sent from the palace. They are all high-quality smokeless charcoal. They are easy to light and are also very resistant to burning.

  Waiting for the silver charcoal to burn, he poured water into the pot, boiled a bowl of green vegetable egg noodles, and cut a few slices of sausage and bacon.

  When the silver charcoal is cooked, the noodles are also cooked.

  He took the noodles to the East House.

  Gu Jiao was lying on the table and drowsy.

  This is not exhaustion, but exhaustion.

  Xiao Heng lightly touched her forehead, it was not hot, he relaxed a little, and said, "Eat something before going to bed."

   "Hmm..." Gu Jiao replied vaguely.

  She hasn’t eaten anything for a day and night, she is really hungry.

   She yawned a little, took a chopsticks and greens and fed it into her mouth.

   Then, she was so excited that she woke up!

  After Xiao Heng brought the brazier in, he remembered that there was a horse outside. He went and led the horse in and tied it in the stable on the side of the old Jijiu.

  His movements were very light, and he didn't wake anyone up.

  When he returned to the East Room, he saw that Gu Jiao had not fallen asleep anymore.

  No way, Xiang Gong’s dark dishes are really refreshing, and the effect is comparable to that of wind and oil.

  Gu Jiao looked at her handsome face, followed the principle of beautiful and delicious noodles and finished a bowl of noodles, with no soup left.

  Xiao Heng poured her a cup of warm water to relieve her greasiness: "How hard is this journey?"

   "It's not hard, I'm not going to fight, I'm just going to be a doctor!"

  As soon as the voice fell, with a bang, a dagger fell out of her sleeve.

  —The dagger of Chen Guorong's family, one of the trophies of Yue Ancient City.

  Gu Jiao blinked.

  I am not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed.

  She stooped to pick up the dagger without changing her face.

   screamed again, and a sleeve arrow fell out.

  —The hidden weapon of the Tang family's archers, one of Tang Yueshan's personal treasures.

  Her face is not red and heart beats, so she picks up the Xiujian calmly and calmly.

  I just put the arrow and dagger on the table and accidentally touched the small back basket. When the small back basket fell to the table, the contents fell out.

  Darts, battle axe, meteor hammer, nine-section whip...

  Xiao Heng's eyes became dangerous.

   Gu Jiao’s eyes rolled around, "I said I picked it up, do you believe it?"

  Xiao Heng: "Heh."

   "I have something for you!" Gu Jiao changed the subject for a second, took out a cloth tightly held from her small back basket, and handed it to him, "Open it and take a look."

  Xiao Heng also wanted to investigate the matter of her going to the battlefield.

   Originally, he thought that she was going to the border to save the old man who fell into the enemy's hands, but she looked like she had robbed Chen Guo's army all over again, and she clearly did not miss the battlefield.

  Gu Jiao didn't give him a chance to pursue it. She decisively opened her bag and handed a booklet that exuded history to him.

  Xiao Heng's gaze was suddenly attracted.

  The booklet is impressively written from the previous era.

  The original dynasty characters evolved from the previous dynasties, and the fonts and interpretations are slightly different.

  Gu Jiao opened the booklet.

  Xiao Heng glanced intently. It was full of Huangfu’s names, and his eyes paused: "Jade disc in the front?"

   "Hmm!" Gu Jiao nodded.

  She burned Luma’s study room on fire. Luma thought she had burned the jade dish, but it didn’t. She stole it!

  The Dali Dynasty ruled for three hundred years, and then it was secretly inherited for two hundred years. This family tree of Huangfu’s family records every royal family in the previous dynasty, and has great research and archaeological value.

  The attraction of this ancient book to Hanlin officials is no less than the attraction of a magic weapon to peerless masters.

  Xiao Heng's eyes moved slightly: "How did it come?"

   "Gu Chengfeng stole it!" Gu Jiao shook the pot in a second!

  Gu Chengfeng, who was sleeping with a sword in the snow-capped mountains, sneezed fiercely!

   "Do you like it?" Gu Jiao looked at him.

  Xiao Heng nodded: "Yeah, I like it."

  This book might be a booklet in exchange for her life, how could he not like it?

  The booklet is very light, but it is as heavy as a thousand pounds in his hand.

  Gu Jiao looked at him with a pair of clear and agile eyes, and she looked a little cunning.

  If the soldiers of the country of Chen who were killed by her will drop their jaws here, is this still the murderous and cold-blooded god?

  This is a little white rabbit!

  "And this!" Gu Jiao took out a palm-sized small iron box from her purse, "I heard that the Songyan ink of the royal family of Chen Kingdom is the best ink in the world, you can try to paint with it."

   "Cyan ink is also good, but unfortunately only two yuan."

   "Prince Bo has a master who is a master of fine writing, and he made a new one for me."

  ...

  Gu Jiao kept taking out small gifts from her small back basket, and she really didn’t know how many things she had packed.

  Xiao Heng stared at her deeply, every time she took out a small gift, his eyes would get deeper.

  When she did not know how many times she took out the small gift, he finally couldn't help it anymore, lightly clasped one of her wrists, and took her into his arms.

  Gu Jiao was caught off guard, her small head slammed into his fiery chest, and his drum-like heartbeat passed into her ears through the thick cloth.

  It's banging, and her ears are burning.

  The surroundings seemed to be silent suddenly, leaving only each other's breath and heartbeat.

   "Are you injured?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

  　Cavin is a bit good, so I will write it tomorrow.

  (End of this chapter)