His Majesty was dead and it was time to choose a new emperor. The rebel forces have also decided to start the war against the Northern Hu. The actual battle wouldnât happen right away.
Through Little Gyrfalcon, Ning Xiaoyao received news of the capital. Many of the common people had set up an altar to worship her. Also, Elder Li, Prince Fu, the madam from the Lord Protectorâs estate as well as many others all fainted from grief when they heard about her death.
Little Gyrfalcon also mentioned the incident where the imperial princes went to the south city gate and tried to cause trouble. Prince Fu ordered them to be beaten and the princes ran away. Little Gyrfalcon told Ning Xiaoyao everything.
Ning Xiaoyao exclaimed âaiyaâ, and sighed in her head. Looks like the efforts that she put in all this time wasnât a waste. Everyone still miss her ah!
âXiaoyao,â Little Gyrfalcon also asked Ning Xiaoyao a common question, âIf you leave, who is going to be the emperor?â
âWhoever wants to be can be,â Ning Xiaoyao had the same response. Little Gyrfalcon immediately asked again, âXiaoyao, if you donât want to be the emperor, what are you going to do?â
âGo around and play ah! Ha ha ha~â Ning Xiaoyao laughed. She has already decided. When the war with the Northern Hu ends, she will rescue Lou Jing then travel around the world with her baby.
Little Gyrfalcon thought Ning Xiaoyaoâs idea was pretty good. The little animals thought differently from humans.As long as Xiaoyao was happy, they didnât care who the emperor was.
In the blink of an eye, five days had gone by. The gates of the capital were still tightly shut and the Northern Hu had retreated fifteen kilometres. They had formed a confrontational stance against the rebel forces. Both sides were now preparing for the battle, causing Ning Xiaoyao and the rest to have nothing to do.
âThe iron guy must have trusted aides,â Second Young Master Pei had a huge plaster on his face, completely ruining his look. Lying on a large bed in the tent, he continued talking to Ning Xiaoyao, âWeâre just newcomers, why would he use us?â
Ning Xiaoyao was sitting and roasting a sweet potato by the fireplace. âSo youâre just going to lie around all day ah? Itâs good to get up and walk around right?â
Pei Yan continued to lie there motionlessly, âThen could you stop eating?â
Ning Xiaoyao stated very seriously, âIâm doing it with pleasure!â
Pei Yan yawned, âThen Iâm lying here with pleasure.â
Ning Xiaoyao realised that saying anything would be useless and decided that she wasnât going to say a single word to Second Young Master Pei today. If she did, she would cut her tongue out!
Since Shadowgale and the others had left the tent, Ning Xiaoyao and Pei Yan were the only ones in the tent. Neither of them spoke so the whole tent was quiet. The delicious scent of the roasted sweet potato slowly diffused into the air around the tent.
Just as Ning Xiaoyao was about to eat her sweet potato, Erya ran into the tent to inform her. âBig sis, thereâs meat in the cookhouse today!â
Meat?
Ning Xiaoyao immediately got up and ran. The rations of the rebel forces were too poor. During the five days she had been here, this was the first time the cookhouse was cooking meat!
Pei Yan muttered, âYouâre not going to eat your sweet potato anymore?â
âYou can have it!â Ning Xiaoyao took Erya and ran outside. How could she not run when she heard there was meat? Would she still care about her sweet potato?! Did he take her as an idiot ah?
Pei Yan lazily got down from the bed, sat by the fireplace and started to worry again. How do you roast a sweet potato?
âWhereâs Xiaoqiu?â Ning Xiaoyao ran towards the cookhouse and asked Erya simultaneously.
âXiaoqiu is queuing at the cookhouse!â Erya answered, âBig sis, today we are first as well!â
âThatâs great!!!â Ning Xiaoyao cheered. They were first! That means their group would definitely get to eat meat today ah!
âMhm,â Erya nodded her head. Ever since Erya started following Ning Xiaoyao, she also became abnormally persistent when it came to eating.
The soldiers in the cookhouse all recognised Ning Xiaoyao. During meal time, this person would always be present. Either her son would be queuing in front, or her sister would be queuing in front, or all three of them would be queuing together as number one.
Furthermore, when Ning Xiaoyao looked at chinese cabbage, her eyes would glow as if the item was shark fin. It would be hard for the soldiers in the cookhouse to forget a character like her.
âUncle Hu,â Ning Xiaoyao stood at the table where they distributed meals and gleefully exclaimed, âMy Xiaoqiu loves to eat meat, could you give us an extra half spoonful?â
The uncle nodded his head as three sparkling pair of eyes looked at him.
âSon,â Ning Xiaoyao patted Xiaoqiuâs head. âUncle Hu, make it one full scoop please. My mother loves to eat meat too!â Xiaoqiu looked at the uncle and drooled.
âWhat about me!â Erya raised her hand, âI also love meat! Can we get an extra half spoonful?â
The cookhouse soldiers: ...That would add up to two spoonfuls.
The uncle took the ladle and nodded at Ning Xiaoyao, âYou guys are really a family ah!â
âHa ha ha,â Ning Xiaoyao laughed, âIsnât my son cute, Uncle?â
Heâs pretty cute, but I canât afford to raise him, the uncle thought in his heart.
A huge portion of red meat was carried over by two cookhouse soldiers to the long table. Ning Xiaoyao and the two of them kept salivating.
âIt smells so good!â Xiaoqiu exclaimed.
âAlright then,â Ning Xiaoyao said, âIâll let you have one piece of my meat.â
âThank you, Mother!!â Xiaoqiu raised his head to grin at Ning Xiaoyao.
âErya, is it Erya?â the trembling voice of a man travelled from the back of the âfamily of threeâ. Ning Xiaoyao turned her head and a smile froze on her face. How could Xiang Tiange recognise her Erya?!
Erya blankly stared at the person who shouted her name and suddenly ran towards Xiang Tiange as if she had turned insane. She screamed, âBig bro!â
Ning Xiaoyao: ... Erya did previously mention that she has a big brother whom she lost contact with when they were fleeing as refugees. Xiang was Eryaâs surname, Xiang was also Xiang Tiangeâs surname. Young Lord was Eryaâs long lost big bro?!
Xiang Tiange tightly embraced Erya. He thought that all his family members were dead. Now that one of them was suddenly standing in front of him in good health, he was extremely emotional and overwhelmed.
âBig bro!â Erya hugged Xiang Tiangeâs neck and called him several times before bursting into tears.
âWhere is Grandfather?â Xiang Tiange continued to hug Erya.
âGrandfather is dead,â Erya continued to sob loudly. Xiang Tiange patted Eryaâs head and let her tears fall onto his shoulders.
âXiaoqiu,â Erya who was crying and crying, momentarily forgot about Xiaoqiu. She frantically turned to shout for Xiaoqiu.
Xiaoqiu couldnât recognise his elder brother anymore and refused to let go of Ning Xiaoyaoâs hand. Ning Xiaoyao couldnât run away even if she wanted to.
When Xiang Tiange saw Xiaoqiu, he wanted to wave and call him over. But then he looked up a little and saw Miss Dayao. Ning Xiaoyao lowered her head and hoped that Xiang Tiange wouldnât see her.
Why would she be in the rebel forcesâ camp?! Xiang Tiange looked at Ning Xiaoyao and was at a loss for words for a long time.
âYoung Lord, she is your little sister?â a few of the generals from the rebel forces walked up to Xiang Tiangeâs side and looked at Ning Xiaoyao, âIsnât this Mrs. Peiâs little sister?â
âXiaoqiu is Mrs. Peiâs son,â another military officer added.
Xiang Tiange: ...
Ning Xiaoyaoâs brain was working at full speed. What should she do now?!
Erya could tell that the situation wasnât looking good. She was His Majestyâs little sister ah, what should she do with this big bro?!
Xiaoqiu hid behind Ning Xiaoyao. He was too young anyway, he didnât have to worry about anything.
âWuwuwu!â Erya started to wail again, âBig bro, sis-in-law brought us all the way from Anyuan but we still couldnât find you. The soldiers even wanted to kill us! Big bro, why didnât you come find us?!â
Everyone in the vicinity: .... The amount of information in this statement was too shocking, they had to seriously think through it.
Erya continued sobbing, âSis-in-law gave birth to your son. Xiaoqiu is your son!!!â
Ning Xiaoyao scratched her head. Now she doesnât have to pretend to be a widow anymore. (Author: Hello!?! That isnât the point ah!)
Xiaoqiu peeked out from the back of Ning Xiaoyao. Looking at Xiang Tiange, he innocently asked Ning Xiaoyao, âMummy, is that daddy?â
You shouldnât add to the mess ah! Ning Xiaoyao pushed Xiaoqiuâs head behind her.
âYoung Lord, you...!â a few generals from the rebel forces stared at Xiang Tiange, âYou already have a wife ah?â Wouldnât Eldest Miss cry to death then?
Xiang Tiange looked at Ning Xiaoyao and thought, what should I do?!
Ning Xiaoyao looked at Xiang Tiange and thought, if a fight breaks out, which direction should I run?
âBig bro,â Erya looked pleadingly at her big brother.
âIf itâs Young Lordâs wife, why is Mrs. Pei surnamed Pei?â a general from the rebel forces raised another question.
âMy...my familyâs surname is Pei!â Ning Xiaoyao blurted out.
âEven if you thought Young Lord was dead, you shouldnât use your own familyâs surname ah!â the general added.
âI..â Ning Xiaoyao thought, or should I say I remarried once?
âDo you hate me?â Xiang Tiange carried Erya and walked over to Ning Xiaoyao.
What? Ning Xiaoyao widened her eyes and looked at Xiang Tiange.
âI sent people to look for you guys, you and Erya,â Xiang Tiange saw that Ning Xiaoyaoâs expression wasnât very natural but his story was pretty smooth, âI couldnât find you guys. I didnât know you went to Anyuan and didnât know that you...you had Xiaoqiu.â
Ning Xiaoyao blinked her eyes. How should she act out a loving couple reunion? She really didnât know how.
âDayao,â Xiang Tiange lightly called out to Ning Xiaoyao. Ning Xiaoyao was still deeply contemplating.
âNow is the time for you to cry ah,â Xiang Tiange murmured, hinting to Ning Xiaoyao.
Oh right, cry. Ning Xiaoyao started to cry. There were no tears, but her crying sounds were very loud.
Xiang Tiange put down Erya and briefly hesitated before extending his arms and pulling Ning Xiaoyao into his embrace.
Ning Xiaoyao pinched her nose and continued to cry. She didnât know what to say so she could only cry.
At this moment, Shadowgale and the rest were standing in the crowd. Initially they thought that His Majestyâs disguise was blown and were about to risk their lives to protect His Majesty. But whatâs going on now? Shadowgale and the others really didnât understand what was happening.
The soldiers of the rebel forces finally processed what was happening and hurriedly began to congratulate their Young Lord and his wife for reuniting. She was a single woman who raised her son, daughter and a bunch of clansmen to travel around the Jianghu. Their Young Lordâs wife was just a little too gutsy. But when it came to fighting the war, it was good that their Young Lord had such a gutsy wife ah.
Xiang Tiange thanked a few generals and took Ning Xiaoyao away.
âThereâs also your sworn brothers,â Ning Xiaoyao added, âI have also brought them over.â
This lady even brought some helpers along. Xiang Tiange became even more gloomy. Ning Xiaoyao innocently blinked at Xiang Tiange.
âBring all the people that followed madam into my tent,â Xiang Tiange turned his head and commanded a new soldier. The soldier accepted the order and ran off.
âLetâs go,â Xiang Tiange carried Xiaoqiu. Xiaoqiu was immersed in character and immediately called out to Xiang Tiange, âDaddy!â
Ning Xiaoyao turned and looked away. Xiang Tiange could only raise his arm to rub his little brotherâs head. If their father were still alive, he would have become a grandfather now.
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The tong that Second Young Master Pei used to roast the sweet potatoes fell on the ground. His Majesty has found a husband? Didnât that asshole just go to eat meat? Where did this husband even pop out from?!
âQuick, come with me,â the soldiers were very happy for their Young Lord, âI only heard that the Young Lordâs entire family was dead. Who would have thought that madam had already given birth to a little young master for him?â
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