Hairpin Phoenix

   Chapter 390 Missing

   This small storm soon subsided.

  Lu Mingyu picked up Sister Xuan and tossed her more than a dozen times. When Sister Xuan had had enough fun, she put her down.

   She touched Sister Xuan's blushing little face, and said softly, "Sister Xuan, brother let you, don't be so domineering, you know?"

   Sister Xuan nodded, took Brother Jue's hand, and ran away happily.

  Lu Mingyu laughed dumbly.

  Qiyun then whispered: "The two brothers and sisters, they always fight a few times a day, they just turned around and reconciled. The relationship is very good. Empress don't have to worry about them."

  Lu Mingyu smiled and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, the child is so old."

   When Li Jing left, the child hadn't turned 100 days. Now they can run, dance and talk. If Li Jing comes back now, I don't know if the child is willing to have his father.

  Qiyun knows the master's temper best. Knowing that Lu Mingyu is a husband-in-law, she explained with a smile: "Blood is thicker than water. When His Royal Highness comes back, the two brothers and sisters will definitely like their father."

  Lu Mingyu smiled and hummed, thinking of Li Jing, his heart was a little heavy.

   After the fourth prince went to the military camp, he wrote a letter back to Beijing. In the letter, he tried his best to understate it, and after careful consideration, he knew that Li Jing had no worries about his life, but his injuries were serious.

  Yan Tuo led the remaining Yan army into the Great Wei territory, attacked the capital directly, and made a desperate fight. Such news should have reached Li Jing's ears as well!

  I just hope that Li Jingneng can carefully recover from his injuries, and don't have an impulse to run back to the capital to rescue him.

   His body could not stand the long march at all.

   As soon as this thought came to my mind, I couldn't get rid of it. Lu Mingyu's heart beat faster, and he frowned subconsciously.

   "What's wrong with Niangniang?" Qiyun sensitively sensed that Lu Mingyu's mood was not right, and looked over with concern.

  Lu Mingyu still frowned and whispered: "Qiyun, I feel a little uneasy. You said, with Li Jing's temper, if he knew that the Yan army was attacking the capital, how would he react?"

  Qiyun blurted out and said, "Is there any need to think about this? His Royal Highness must be unable to hold back, and he will definitely set off back to Beijing for rescue!"

As soon as the words came out, he felt that something was wrong, and he murmured: "The State of Yan has already fallen, and the two armies will join forces to attack the State of Chu. It doesn't matter if there is His Royal Highness. But His Royal Highness is still injured. It's not right..."

  Qiyun couldn't help taking a deep breath and looked at Lu Mingyu: "If the slave and maid are right, His Royal Highness should have set off and returned!"

  Lu Mingyu's pretty face paled slightly, and there was a bit of astringency in his voice: "I just hope that he can focus on his own body and recuperate at ease."

   How is this possible!

   Qiyun let out a long sigh and stopped talking.

  The two master and servant were relatively silent. After a while, Lu Mingyu broke the silence in a low voice: "This is just gossip between our master and servant. Don't spread it out. Don't let the mother and queen know."

  Queen Qiao has been lingering on the sickbed, and she couldn't bear the news again.

  Qiyun nodded vigorously, trying to persuade her master to relax, but she didn't know how to comfort her for a while.

Instead, Lu Mingyu quickly calmed down and said in a low voice, "If Li Jing insists on returning to Beijing, no one will be able to stop him. It's useless to think about this now. It's better to stare at General Liang when you have this worrying time. Defeat the Yan army and solve the crisis in the capital, everything is no longer a problem."

   Qiyun nodded.

  …

   That night, after Lu Mingyu coaxed the child to sleep, he tossed and turned alone, unable to sleep well.

   As soon as he closed his eyes, Li Jing's face kept shaking in front of his eyes.

   After being separated for more than a year, she has not forgotten everything about him. His face became clearer in her heart.

   She is not the kind of sigh that hurts the spring and autumn, and rarely mentions the husband who goes on expeditions on weekdays, but that doesn't mean she doesn't want him.

  Her thoughts, in the middle of the night when no one was there, quietly rolled into her heart, worrying about her, and never let it go.

   It wasn't until midnight that Lu Mingyu fell asleep.

   At five watch the next day, Lu Mingyu woke up.

   This is Lu Mingyu's habit for many years. No matter how well you slept the night before, you will get up at the fifth watch. At this time, the two brothers and sisters were still soundly asleep, unaware that their mother had gotten up and went to the martial arts room.

   Living in the palace is of course not as convenient as living in the Second Prince’s Mansion. There is no martial arts field in the East Palace, only a martial arts room.

  Lu Mingyu punched for an hour, then showered and changed clothes. When he appeared in the Jiaofang Palace, he looked rosy and energetic again.

   No one could see that she only slept for two hours last night.

  The stewards stood up respectfully and stepped forward to report one by one. As usual, Lu Mingyu took an hour to complete the palace affairs. Then, Lu Mingyu went to see Empress Qiao again, and before he said two words, someone from the palace came to report, and the fourth prince concubine Zhao Yu came.

   Zhao Yu has been pregnant for more than eight months, her face has become much rounder, and her huge belly is trembling, which makes people feel frightened.

  Lu Mingyu was also surprised: "I saw you last month, but my belly is not so obvious. It's only been half a month, why is my belly so big?"

   Zhao Yu was also a little distressed: "I'm just hungry, I need to eat five meals a day plus a late night snack."

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  Lu Mingyu restrained his smile and said sternly, "I didn't scare you. It won't work like this. With such a big belly, the child is definitely not small, and it will be extremely difficult to give birth. You can't eat like this!"

  What should I do if I have a difficult childbirth?

   Zhao Yu gave a bitter face: "I know it's not right. But I just can't control this mouth."

  Lu Mingyu rolled her eyes at her with a smile: "Fourth brother is not here, you are the king and hegemon in the house, who would dare to control you. I'm afraid that the midwives say it, and you won't listen."

   Zhao Yu stuck out her tongue and laughed.

  The princess is pregnant, and the palace will send four midwives as usual. These midwives must stay by the master's side at all times, reminding the master of clothing, food, shelter and transportation at all times.

   Zhao Yu has a good appetite and eats six meals a day. It's not that the midwives didn't persuade them. But with euphemistic persuasion, how could Zhao Yu listen.

   "I'm really hungry," Zhao Yu quickly turned bitter again: "I want to eat when I'm hungry, but I can't help it."

Lu Mingyu said with a stern face: "I can't help it, but I have to endure it. I will call the imperial doctor here and ask the imperial doctor to diagnose your pulse and relieve the miscarriage. Also, eat three meals a day with me in the future. I will see how much I eat. Inside. Dim sum and supper have stopped.”

   Leaving aside the friendship between her and Zhao Yu, it was her move to take care of the injured Li Jing in the military tent for the fourth prince, and she had to take care of Zhao Yu to give birth to this child safely.

   The so-called one thing descends one thing.

   Zhao Yu is not a good-natured person. When she came to Lu Mingyu, she somehow turned into dough, so she nodded her head honestly.

   (end of this chapter)