The rebirth of the noble concubine Wushuang

Chapter 166
Song Xieyu put down the bowl in her hand and drank a bowl of hot porridge. She immediately felt much better.

She now knows that this child is called "Baozi" and his first name is Du Jin. It is said that the parents are both good-looking people. Just looking at this little doll carved in pink and jade, Song Xieyu has no doubts about its authenticity.

However, the baby said that his father was the master of the mysterious pavilion, and that he was a very powerful person in the world. As for his mother, he didn't say anything. Looking at his sad little face, Song Xieyu thought that his mother was not alive. , it's not good to ask further
Because of the addition of a child, there was a lot of laughter in Huaiyin Palace.

"Little Baozi, come here," Song Xieyu leaned on the bed and watched Baozi gnaw his head on the chicken leg, seeing that his mouth was full of oil, he waved softly to him.

Xiao Baozi held the chicken leg in his left hand, and was putting the chicken wings into his mouth with his right hand. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at her with watery eyes, slightly dissatisfied. He chewed two bites quickly, and reluctantly walked to Song Xieyu's bedside .

Song Xieyu likes this little guy so much, he looks so cute, he lives up to his name, like a soft bun just taken out of a steamer.

"Hey, if it's not enough, my sister will let the kitchen make it for you." Song Xieyu pinched Baozi's angry face, couldn't help but lowered his head and pecked, seeing that he ignored him completely, tilted his head and continued to gnaw on the chicken leg, He poked his forehead lightly with his finger.

"By the way, little bun, tell sister obediently, who is that uncle with the ice cube face?"

Baozi stopped gnawing on the chicken leg, and wiped his face with his palm, leaving another greasy mark. His small face showed a disdainful expression, with his nostrils upturned.

"I have nothing to do with him. It's all because of my nasty old man. The guards he sent out were more useless than the last one. I was almost killed by an ugly monster. As for the ice face, he just passed by and saved my life."

He was obviously his savior, but the little guy still took it for granted. Looking at his clothes, he looked exactly like a dandy young man from a wealthy family who has no worries about food and clothing.

Song Xieyu was just recovering from a serious illness, and she would get tired after talking too much, so she rubbed the little guy's head pityingly, "If you want to eat anything, let sister Yushu call the kitchen to make it for you."

Mrs. Li also saw Song Xieyu's tired face, so she talked to her.

"You rest, I will take this child to my garden to stay."

Song Xieyu's head was a little drowsy, and sleepiness came over him, he covered his mouth lightly, lay down slowly and continued to sleep.

Song Xieyu slept until sunset.

The clouds in the sky were like blood, covering the vast Huxiao Mountain with a gorgeous coat. Some people came on horseback not far away, and some people were cheering and singing along with them.

A group of people rode horses and galloped towards the emperor's dragon tent. Prince Xie Yang was at the forefront. He looked excited. A large number of prey were hanging on both sides of the flying horse he was riding, and his black robes were hunting in the air.

The young man behind Xie Yang also had a lot of prey hanging on both sides of the saddle, and the other nobles who followed back to the tent also gained a lot.

Dust was flying, everyone galloped straight to the front of the dragon tent, Qi Qile jumped off his horse, Xie Yang happily opened the dragon tent and went in, but when he looked up, he saw the emperor talking with Xie Chu in a low voice.

The two of them stopped talking immediately when they heard the commotion, and when they turned their heads, they saw Xie Yang and I walking in. Xie Chu stood up and backed up unhurriedly, "Brother Huang, I remembered that Ling'er told me just now that he had hunted a wild boar and asked the minister to kill him." Brother remember to go to his tent to taste the roasted pork."

The emperor raised his eyes and glanced at Xie Yang next to him, then turned his head to look at Xie Chu, with a kind smile of an elder on his face, "Prince, why don't you salute your uncle?"

Xie Yang originally thought that only his father was in the dragon tent, so he wanted to dedicate a piece of white fox fur he made to make a scarf for him, so as to show his filial piety as a son.

Who knew that when he opened the curtain, he saw Xie Chu talking and laughing with his father, a strange emotion welled up in his heart for a moment, he lost his mind for a moment, and forgot to salute their elders.

"See father, ask Wang Shu'an," Xie Yang saw that Xie Chu was about to turn around and leave, he hurriedly moved aside, and bowed his hands in salute.

When Xie Chu passed by him, he glanced at him lightly, "Prince, you don't need to be polite."

Xie Chu opened the curtain and went out. He had just taken two steps when he heard a strange bird call. He paused, turned around and walked unhurriedly towards the bamboo forest on the right.

With the sound of insects in the forest, the moonlight lazily spread all over the ground, and the lights in the dragon tent were brightly lit not far away, Xie Chu walked a little further slowly, until the moonlight above his head could no longer illuminate the depths of the forest , he just stopped.

"Is that person different?" Xie Chu's voice was flat, but there was a hint of laziness in his tone.

Suddenly there was the sound of wind passing by in the forest and accompanied by the slight movement of the corners of the clothes rubbing against each other. Not long after, a hoarse and strange voice sounded in the darkness, "Go back to my lord, no, that man only stayed in the tent, and never came out once unless called by His Majesty." Posting."

Xie Chu pondered for a moment, his eyes were as bright as the moon in the darkness, like a beast dormant in the deep mountains, as soon as the prey showed its feet, it would pounce on the prey and bite off the neck of the prey.

"Then wait, wait for the prey to show its feet."

Suddenly there was a rushing sound at Xie Chu's feet, he subconsciously drew his sword, and with a flash of silver light, he heard a strange animal screaming at his feet.

"My lord, this subordinate will leave," the hoarse voice suddenly sounded again.

Xie Chu put his sword back into its sheath, and heard that he kicked the prey at his feet forward. It was soft and heavy, and it seemed to be a big one. "Take it back and roast it for supper."

There was another wind in the forest, and Xie Chu felt a breeze blowing over his face. When he lifted his foot again, the future was smooth, and he turned back to the side tent.

As soon as Xie Chu opened the curtain, he saw Xie Ling holding a jug of wine and pouring himself a drink. Hearing the movement at the door, he turned his head and saw Xie Chu coming, his face immediately became a little more happy.

"Uncle Wang, I thought you weren't coming!" Xie Ling got up, opened the curtain and shouted outside: "Brother Parrot, quickly bring up the roasted wild boar meat, by the way, warm it up again!" Bring a jug of hot wine."

Xie Chu took off his cloak, put it on the low table next to him, sat down cross-legged, reached for the flagon on the opposite table, took a glass, and poured himself a glass.

"The wine is good," Xie Chu said calmly, taking a sip, turning his head just in time to see Xie Ling sitting back depressed, with his face propped up and his eyes staring blankly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What's wrong with you?" Xie Chu put down his drink and asked him in a calm voice.

Xie Ling was stunned for a moment, turned to look at him, then looked at the wine glass in his hand, sighed suddenly, covered his face with his hands and shook his head.

(End of this chapter)