Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 383 Little Farewell
Lu Jing first sent someone home to inform Su Qingwan that he was safe. He and the other generals then went to the palace. It was his trusted confidant who had reported the news, so it couldn't be wrong. Su Qingwan had missed him dearly after not seeing him for several months, but she was still in her postpartum confinement period, and the strong winds these past few days prevented her from going out. Otherwise, she would have wanted to see him immediately. Su Qingwan gave Qingyun a look, and Qingyun understood her thoughts before leaving the palace.

Su Qingwan waited anxiously at the Prince's residence, not even paying attention to Xiaoyuer drinking milk. When she learned that Qingyun had returned, she hurriedly asked, "How did it go? Did you see Nianqing?"

"I've seen him. It seems the rumors were wrong. The young prince looks quite healthy."

She glanced at Nianqing from afar and felt that she was in good health, unlike what the princess had said about her being in such a dangerous state. She was probably injured but had recovered on the way. Even if she had been infected with the plague, she was probably recovered by now.

"He was wearing a mask, how did you recognize him?"

Many people in the capital have seen Nianqing, but his identity is not yet easy to reveal. Otherwise, his relationship with the eldest princess would be very intriguing. Qingyun said, "The young prince is not wearing a mask."

Su Qingwan was surprised. If he wasn't wearing a mask, wouldn't his relationship with the princess be common knowledge?

What are Nianqing and Lu Jing up to? That day, I heard the Princess say that she didn't want to expose Nianqing's identity, but I didn't expect Nianqing to have her own ideas.

Su Qingwan also keenly sensed that Nianqing and the princess and her son were not of one mind, or more accurately, that the princess and Nianqing had differing opinions on balancing Huainan and the court.

She rarely discussed official matters when exchanging letters with Nianqing, and she had not yet figured out Nianqing's thoughts. She needed to find time to ask him properly.

After Xiaoyuer drank his milk, she fell asleep again. Su Qingwan poked his little hand and chuckled, "Xiaoyuer, Daddy's back! Are you happy?" Lu Jing returned before nightfall. He came back in a hurry, but with a smile on his face. The news that Su Qingwan had given birth prematurely had been delivered to him on his way. Lu Jing hadn't expected her to give birth prematurely. He had rushed back as fast as he could to be with her during childbirth, but he still couldn't make it in time.

Knowing that Su Qingwan and the child were asleep, Lu Jing ordered someone to boil water for a bath. He had traveled a long way and was covered in dust. Before entering the house, Xiaoyuer's wet nurse hesitated, clearly wanting him to wash up first. Lu Jing was very good at reading people's expressions and suppressed the overwhelming longing in his heart. After a quick wash, he hurriedly came to see his wife and child.

The housekeeper ordered someone to prepare dinner. The inner room was dimly lit and very quiet, with thick curtains drawn. Su Qingwan was sleeping on her side with a serene smile. She had gained some weight during her pregnancy, and only half a month after giving birth, she had recovered well and was plump and fair-skinned. She was a little fatter than when he left home and looked even healthier. Lu Jing's lips curled up slightly.

He gently hooked his fingers around her hand.

Thankfully, both mother and child are safe!
Once the matter in Xilin was settled, he couldn't wait to return to the capital. He didn't even have time to discuss many details, and he discussed them with Nianqing, Marquis Ningyuan, and others while traveling.

Everyone knew that Su Qingwan was about to give birth, and he was in a hurry to return to the capital. It wasn't until he saw Su Qingwan and Xiaoyuer that his heart was at ease.

It's good that you're safe!

Lu Jing lowered his head and kissed Su Qingwan's face. Her cheeks still carried the milky scent of Xiaoyuer. Lu Jing chuckled and was about to get up when Su Qingwan opened her eyes.

In the dimly lit bedchamber, the feelings of separation made them feel like they were newlyweds, and they kissed naturally without saying a word. Lu Jing held her neck and pulled her tightly into his arms.