The Book of Raising Children by Houmen

Chapter 199 Birthday (1)
Zhao Jing didn't sleep well that night. She slept a little too much during the day, but she wasn't sleepy at night. In addition, she still had things in her mind, so she couldn't sleep soundly.

I don't know what other people know about my life experience, and it is still a hurdle after all.Xu Si'an didn't intend to hide it from him. When he returned to the capital, she would tell him all these things in detail.After all, he is the person who wants to be with him for the rest of his life. He is hiding such a secret. If it is exposed in the future, it will be embarrassing.If he didn't want him anymore because of this, Zhao Jing wouldn't blame him. According to what the Princess Regent said before she died, she was probably an orphan from the previous dynasty, but she didn't know who gave birth to her. She was already dying at that time. Jing didn't have time to ask.Maybe the regent knows, but she doesn't want to see that person again.

Even though the two of them had vows of eternal love, it ended on that snowy night.She was just a little reconciled, after all, she didn't even know who her biological mother was in this life.

When the moon sets, the sun slowly rises from the horizon.Zhao Jing woke up in a daze, and heard the little guys chatting outside.

"Sister Xian, what are you embroidering? Are you going to give it to your ancestors?" Qi Jiahui looked at Xu Xian's embroidery with her cheeks on her cheeks. The foundation is too poor, and it is difficult to improve at present.Ever since seeing the needlework made by Sun Xiuniang, Xu Xian also felt that it is human nature for the old lady not to like the socks she made. The stitches really cannot be seen. If they are thicker, the toes will leak out of them. .

Xu Xian frowned and embroidered one stitch at a time, raised her head and glanced at Qi Jiahui and said, "I want to show Mr. Zhao a handkerchief. My ancestor's birthday will be in the second half of the year. I'll wait two months until the craftsmanship is better." Do."

After hearing this, Qi Jiahui blinked at Xu Xian, tiptoed to Zhao Jing's sleeping room, turned around and mouthed to Xu Xian, and whispered: "Wait, I'll help you in." See if Mr. Zhao is awake, if she wakes up, hide it and give it to her secretly to make her happy!"

Zhao Jing had already woken up at this time. After hearing this, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. She only pretended to rub it when Qi Jiahui walked to her window like a kitten, knelt on the footrest and looked at her. Rubbing his eyes, he woke up, and said with a surprised face: "Hey, sister Hui, why are you here?"

Qi Jiahui giggled, turned to Xu Xian and said, "Sister Xian, Mr. Zhao is awake!"

Xu Xian hastily handed her embroidered stretcher to the little maid who followed, and also went indoors to greet Zhao Jing.

Zhao Jing sat up from the bed and said with a smile: "You go out first, I'll play with you after I wash up."

She glanced at the window in the corner, it was already the end of the day, she really overslept this time.Fortunately, my body felt a little more relaxed, my nose was no longer congested, and looking at my complexion in the bronze mirror, it was much better than yesterday.

Zhao Jing had breakfast in Ziwei Garden, and took Qi Jiahui and Xu Xian to Songhe Hall. She hadn't seen Sun Yu'e for a few days, and today, for the first time, her son was in Mrs. Xu's room, talking to Mrs. Xu.When Sun Yu'e saw Zhao Jing coming, she sat with her head down and didn't speak. Mrs. Xu was so happy that she called Zhao Jing to her, took her hand and asked, "Are you feeling better? Why did you get up today? In my opinion, it will take a few more days."

If Zhao Jing didn't feel better, she wouldn't be able to show off herself. Now she really feels better, so she came here.Zhao Jing blessed the old lady, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, old lady, I'm already healed. I used to work in the palace, and if I had a headache, I just slept like this, not to mention I've already slept twice. gone."

Mrs. Xu saw that she looked good, so she stopped nagging, and waited for Zhao Jing to sit down before she said, "The eighteenth day of next month is the 25th birthday of Lord Hou. I haven't been at home for a while, and I thought that even though we were at war, I couldn't forget about it, so I wanted to invite Steward Zhou over to see if there was any surplus money last year, and asked him to go out and buy a few thousand catties. Send the noodles to the military camp, and let them eat longevity noodles, it's also a celebration for Lord Hou's birthday."

(End of this chapter)