auspicious time has come

Chapter 50 Xiao Hou's Birthday Ceremony
"Speaking of which, when Painter Ji is sick, he still has to personally make snacks to thank the general, which shows the sincerity of his heart." Meng Dazhu couldn't help but sighed.

As vigilant as Xiaohou, a voice popped out of his head uncontrollably—a bitter trick?

But then I thought about what Yan Jin said today - when I was living outside, I suffered from chills...

Xiao Mu calmed down, suppressed these distracting thoughts that had nothing to do with him, and continued to deal with official duties.

……

In the evening, Mrs. Xiao, who had just seen Hengyu's return, heard the message from the envoy that the lord had arrived.

Mrs. Xiao couldn't help sighing at her son: "...Jing Shi, Ah Heng's wind and cold are very serious, and he was frightened again last night. It's reasonable for you to ask someone to ask about it."

Xiao Mu was expressionless: "It's really not suitable for you to stay in the Northland for being so delicate."

"You child, Ah Heng is not your soldier!" Mrs. Xiao frowned and said to her son, but she couldn't help but think of the brazier burning in the room and holding the hand stove when she went to see the little girl just now. appearance……

Ah Heng does seem to be a little fragile...

Of course, she couldn't be picking on Ah Heng, but being weak is not a good thing for comfort.

"Miss Ji seems to be a little too afraid of the cold..." said the woman beside her, "Perhaps it is because the foundation of the body is indeed a little thinner, which makes it easier for the sickness to enter the body."

"Based on this, maybe Yan Ming should be asked to prescribe some other prescriptions?" Mrs. Xiao thought about it.

Xiao Mu sat on the side drinking tea quietly, seemingly not paying attention to the conversation.

"Military doctor Yan is a military doctor after all, he is better at treating trauma, and may not be able to understand how delicate it is..." The mother-in-law suggested: "It's better to find some doctors who are good at treating women's bodies."

"That's the reason!" Mrs. Xiao immediately explained the matter.

Xiao Mu sat for a while, and when Mrs. Xiao sent someone to prepare dinner, he got up: "My son still has some business to deal with, so I won't have dinner with my mother tonight."

Mrs. Xiao nodded: "Since there is something important, you can go on your own."

"Yes, my son said goodbye."

Seeing that tall and straight figure disappear behind the curtain, Mrs. Xiao was suddenly bewildered for a moment.

This brat didn't come to eat with her, so why did he come all this way?
……

For the next few days, Heng Yu nestled in his room to recuperate, and hardly ever went out of the yard.

However, Jiang's media officials have recently changed their sad and impatient expressions, and have become more leisurely and steady, with an unpredictable attitude of "don't ask, asking is strategizing".

On this day, Hengyu felt that the wind and cold had recovered a bit, so she went to Mrs. Xiao to thank her.

For her cold and body, Mrs. Xiao has been quite troubled recently.

On the other side, Yan Jin came to the door with a thank you gift.

Unfortunately, Xiao Mu was not in the mansion today, and went to the barracks before dawn.

Yan Jin didn't mind either, and talked to Junjun Yan with undiminished interest for a while before leaving.

Xiao Mu didn't turn back until evening.

"Among the thank you gifts sent by Mr. Yan today, there is a painting by Mr. Qinghan."

Hearing Junjun Yan's words, Xiao Mu said, "Open it and have a look."

Seeing the works of Mr. Qinghan hanging in his study, knowing that his mother admires Mr. Qinghan, at first glance, it seems that he likes him——

At least, he will definitely open this thing to see it himself.

The picture scroll unfolds slowly in front of you, and the vast and majestic scenery on the paper is vividly displayed before your eyes.

It is a picture of Mount Tai at sunrise.

Xiao Mu's eyes moved slightly.

The sunrise is the new sun, and the head of the mountains is Mount Tai, which is the place where the emperors of all dynasties enshrined Zen——

"General, this..." Doctor Yan's expression changed.

Yin Hai on the side also looked solemn and cautious, and after a while, he asked in a low voice: "General, what should we do with this thing?"

Naturally, the question is not just about painting...

"Put it away." Xiao Mu withdrew his gaze.

Master Yan thought about it: "Then Mr. Yan—"

Xiao Mu's tone was flat: "It's just a painting."

"Yes." After Yan Junshi agreed, he was a little puzzled.

Not responding is undoubtedly to let the other party guess left and right, leaving a glimmer of hope for the other party, but the general has always been resolute in matters involving his position... the current situation is like this, isn't there other considerations?
……

The weather is bright these days, and Hengyu always likes to sit on the swing in the courtyard and bask in the sun in the afternoon.

After she moved in, Mrs. Xiao set up the swing, and there was a beautiful wishful knot tied on the rope. She really thought about raising her daughter in every detail.

The swing swayed again and again, and the pearls inlaid on the goose yellow embroidered shoes under the corner of the girl's skirt also swayed slightly.

Heng Yu raised her face, looking at the open sky above her head.

The sky in the northern region is a bit more spacious than the capital city, clean and pure. If it is a blue and sunny day, even if you just watch the clouds curling up in the sky, Hengyu can take the trouble to look at it for most of the day.

The days seem to be leisurely for a few days, and when Hengyu recovers from the cold, it will be her birthday.

It was a beautiful day, and the weather was also fine.

When she opened her eyes early in the morning, she saw Jiji's big smiling face: "Today is the girl's birthday. May the girl be safe and healthy every year!"

Heng Yu sat up with a smile, and stretched her waist with hazy eyebrows.

Jiji quickly brought a bunch of letters, and Cuihuai also asked someone to bring in the cages that came from afar——

Heng Yu opened the letters, there were those from brothers and sisters-in-law, from grandmother and sister, from His Royal Highness the eldest princess, and from Shaoyan...

The letter must have arrived early, and it was only delivered to her on this day. It must be everyone's instruction.

Heng Yu spent more than two quarters of an hour just reading the letter, and got out of bed in a happy mood, to watch the birthday ceremony in the cage.

Even though gifts may not be so rare and expensive, no matter how old they are, people always like to be remembered by the one they like.

She knew that because of her four years of experience, the people around her always treated her with more heart and loving love, so she always allowed herself to let go to feel the love lingering around her, and she was happy for it happy.

The breakfast food was prepared by Mrs. Xiao in advance, and it was exquisite and meaningful.

Earlier than the breakfast, the envoy brought the new clothes in front of Hengyu—a cloak made of red and trimmed with silver fox fur.

When it was approaching noon, Yan Jin also came to the door with a birthday present, talked with Heng Yu for a while, then went to see Xiao Mu again, and had lunch at the Hou Mansion.

After the hustle and bustle of the day, Mrs. Xiao specially prepared a table of food and wine in the dining hall at night.

When Hengyu arrived, he saw Xiao Mu was there too—whether it was voluntary or forced is hard to say.

"Let me just say, this fox fur must suit Ah Heng very well!" Mrs. Xiao's eyes were filled with amazement and love, and she stepped forward and pulled the girl to sit down beside her.

"Thank you for the generous gift, Auntie." The smile on Hengyu's face was more intimate than when he first arrived in Yingzhou.

"It's just a piece of leather, so there's nothing to be thankful for!" Mrs. Xiao looked at her son while speaking, and asked with a smile: "Today is our A Heng's birthday party. I don't think anyone will go to the banquet empty-handed, right?"

Xiao Mu slightly turned his head to look at the follower beside him: "Give the things to Painter Ji—"

Did you really prepare a gift?
Hengyu was a little surprised, a little curious, because she was too curious, and even gave birth to a little inexplicable sense of anticipation.

What the attendant quickly held in front of her was a red lacquer box.

It was rare for Mrs. Xiao to show satisfaction in her son's eyes, and immediately urged: "Speaking of which, I don't know what I have prepared for the scene, Ah Heng, quickly open it and have a look!"

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