The soft waist and super pregnant, forced to marry by the tyrant

After Ji Qingwu opened Prince Yu's letter and read it, he hurried to the hot spring pool to look for Zhao Mingyan.

Yuan Heng is coming to Xishan!

She walked quickly through the bamboo forest, clutching the letter.

The reason why the two settled down in Xishan has to start from when they began traveling after Chen Zhao ascended the throne.

Ji Qingwu only had a healthy body after she came to this world and fulfilled her mission of having children. She has always been looking forward to measuring the vast mountains and rivers with her own feet.

In the early years, it was delayed because it was inconvenient to travel with children during the war.

Now that Zhao Mingyan was by her side, Ji Qingwu had nothing to worry about; they set off immediately. But within two years, Ji Qingwu was tired of it. A month or so was still fresh, but after a while, all the scenery seemed the same. The real scenery was right beside her.

The most important reason is that Ji Qingwu is worried about Zhao Mingyan's health.

He was carrying the chronic illness from years of battle. Even if he could suppress it with his internal strength now, it would eventually erupt.

Throughout history, there have been many emperors who worked hard and died young.

Ji Qingwu really didn't want to go back to the palace, so she specifically asked her uncle Le Xi, who loved traveling, and then moved to the mountains and rivers, more than a hundred miles away from Lin'an.

There are mountains and water here, it is leisurely and comfortable, and warm and pleasant.

Every morning, Zhao Mingyan would be in the hot spring pool.

Ji Qingwu forced him to soak in the water for an hour every day, using the medicine packets that she and Le Xi had carefully prepared.

The hot spring pool is hidden in the valley, with white mist floating on the water surface. The bluestones by the pool are shining due to the spring water, and a few clusters of wild orchids emerge from the cracks in the rocks.

Zhao Mingyan sat upright in the middle of the pool, his black hair scattered on his shoulders, his eyes closed, resting.

Even from a few feet away, he could clearly hear Ji Qingwu's footsteps. Without even turning his head, he said, "Awu, the cobblestones are slippery. Please walk slowly."

Ji Qingwu shook the letter in his hand and shouted, "Yuan Heng is coming!"

Yuan Heng has already set off and will arrive in two days.

Ji Qingwu was jogging all the way here, and although his steps were steady, Zhao Mingyan still frowned.

"He's coming if he wants. Why are you so excited?"

Ji Qingwu said, "The last time I saw Yuan Heng was on New Year's Eve when the whole family stayed up together. It's been over six months, so of course I'm excited."

She stopped by the pool, her eyes shining as she said, "I wonder if Baocheng will come along. With Baocheng's clingy nature, he'll probably come."

Baocheng has loved to stick to his brother the emperor since he was a child, and he even doesn't want his father, the emperor, and his mother.

Zhao Mingyan stood up from the pool, making a splashing sound, and mist wrapped in water droplets rolled down his shoulders.

Ji Qingwu was immersed in the joy of the children coming over and ignored him. He did not hand him a towel or dress him as usual.

Zhao Mingyan grabbed a plain linen towel from the edge of the stone and wiped his face. He said indifferently, "It's not a festival, why would Yuan Heng come at this time?"

Ji Qingwu read the letter again and said, "The child can come whenever he wants. What other reason is needed?"

Zhao Mingyan's gaze fell on the shaking water, where the reflected shadows of the trees were swaying.

"He must have something big going on."

Ji Qingwu doesn’t care what happens to Yuan Heng, no matter what happens, he is still her baby.

Before Prince Yu arrived, Ji Qingwu began to make intensive preparations, preparing everything Yuan Heng and Bao Cheng liked to eat and use.

She was muttering, "Baocheng loves steamed chestnut flour cake with osmanthus sugar the most."

Xiu Ningchuan entered the house carrying some freshly picked herbs. Seeing Ji Qingwu writing a list, he smiled and asked, "The princess also likes to eat preserved apricots. Should we prepare some?"

Ji Qingwu nodded. With Xiu Ningchuan's help, she didn't have to worry about anything.

The more she looked at her son-in-law, the more satisfied she became, and she was even more reluctant to let him leave.

Ji Qingwu paused and said, "Ningchuan, if Zhaozhao doesn't come, you won't go back. The Queen Mother is backing you up, but it's not okay to always give in. You should give her some time to reflect on herself."

She could see Xiu Ningchuan's love for Zhao Zhao, and he was not actually having a good time in Xishan.

Xiu Ningchuan lowered his head to organize the medicine cabinet and asked casually, "Mother, have you and Father ever argued before? Have there been any misunderstandings?"

Ji Qingwu was holding the shopping list in his hand and was stunned when he heard this.

Xiu Ningchuan said: "I made a mistake."

Ji Qingwu looked at the tits flying outside the window and said, "It's okay, I was just thinking that we had a dispute before, but it seems..."

She smiled and said, "The misunderstanding has never been resolved."

For example, Zhao Mingyan still didn't say when he fell in love with her.

She also didn't say that her previous "admiration" for Wei Ting and her breaking into his military tent were just to complete the system task.

This time it was Xiu Ningchuan's turn to be stunned.

He thought Ji Qingwu would not tolerate any injustice, otherwise Emperor Wu Su would not have dispersed all the concubines for her.

When you think about it carefully, this matter is even more incredible.

Because Emperor Wu Su didn't seem to be someone who would tolerate misunderstandings.

Ji Qingwu picked up his pen and continued writing on the list, saying gently, "A misunderstanding won't hinder our love. What's the big deal?"

What's this...

Xiu Ningchuan kept repeating this sentence in his mind.

As long as there is love and you can feel it, it doesn’t matter whether the Queen says it or not.

Every day two people spend together is a proof of their love. Just because you are young, you should not waste your time on meaningless entanglements and fights.

Xiu Ningchuan suddenly stood up and said decisively: "Mother, I want to return to the palace."

Ji Qingwu asked in surprise: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

Xiu Ningchuan said: "I, I think it's true."

Ji Qingwu knew why he was anxious and said with a smile, "Yes, Zhenzhen must miss her father too. However, Prince Yu will be here tomorrow, and Zhaozhao will also come over."

Xiu Ningchuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said, "It's getting late today, and I'm in a hurry to go back. I'll go pack up first, and I'll be back tomorrow just in time."

Ji Qingwu looked at his suddenly excited back, smiled and shook his head.

The next day.

Towards evening, when the dusk had dyed the mountain road red, Prince Yu's carriage finally arrived.

It was not in accordance with the prince's regulations, but an ordinary carriage, which shows that it was a private trip.

Zhao Yuanheng jumped out of the carriage.

His features and eyebrows were inherited from Ji Qingwu, his pupils were pure black, and his eyes were clear and moist.

His bone structure was similar to that of Emperor Wu Su. His black hair was neatly tied up by a mutton-fat jade crown, and his jaw was angular. However, the small red mole at the corner of his eye broke his solemnity.

It was more like the vermilion ink that was accidentally splashed when stamping, turning the heroic spirit into a blank space that left something to be said but could not.

Hearing the sound of the carriage, Ji Qingwu walked out of the gate in the forest. A mountain breeze blew in the evening, and she was wrapped in a shawl.

Ji Qingwu saw Yuan Heng at a glance. She walked down the stone steps with a smile. Just as she was about to go to meet him, she saw another girl getting off the carriage.

But it's not Princess Baocheng.

Ji Qingwu slowed down his pace, his eyes flickered. Whose girl is this...

The girl in the goose yellow skirt touched the ground with her toes, and the jade bracelet on her wrist made a clear sound.

"Wait for me."