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Xie Lian arrived in front of Song Qingning and eagerly handed her the invitation.

"Fourth Sister-in-law, I heard that there is a crabapple grove in the western suburbs. Yu Shu mentioned it to me before. He said that there is also a river next to the crabapple grove. Last time he went there, he wanted to catch fish, but Madam Meng Qi wouldn't let him go into the water, and he was very disappointed."

He said he was too young then, and when he grew up, he would go again and catch the fish himself to grill them.

He also said that the grassy area by the river is the best place to fly kites, and that he would take me there to fly kites when I recovered.

As Xie Lian spoke these words, he was filled with the image of Meng Yushu speaking to him.

At that time, he found it difficult to stand for long periods of time, so he could only sit and listen to him talk about the world outside the palace.

He was envious, but kept his expectations hidden deep inside.

But now, he is in excellent health.

In the future, he can see a lot of the outside world with Yushu and his fourth sister-in-law.

Xie Lian's eyes shone. "Fourth Sister-in-law, I asked the Imperial Observatory, and the weather will be fine the day after tomorrow. Fourth Sister-in-law, shall we go to the western suburbs?"

Then he saw Song Qingning wearing the official robes of the Capital City Commandant, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

Fourth Sister-in-law has returned to the Capital City Office and is also serving as a Vice Minister of the Ministry of War; she must be very busy.

If she doesn't have time...

"I have a day off the day after tomorrow, so let's go to the western suburbs to enjoy the flowers, catch fish, and fly kites," Song Qingning's voice rang out at the right moment.

Xie Lian's eyes regained their sparkle. "Alright, see you at the crabapple grove in the western suburbs the day after tomorrow."

After making the agreement, Xie Lian asked Song Qingning to pass on another invitation to Meng Yushu before bidding farewell to Song Qingning and returning to his palace.

He has finished making the kite, and it can be flown very high.

He took a box, put the three kites inside, and prepared to take them to the western suburbs early the day after tomorrow.

He was filled with anticipation, perhaps too excited, and lay in bed. When Consort Hui quietly entered the room, Xie Lian was still awake.

"Mother?" Xie Lian sat up in the darkness.

His mother was in the Cold Palace, and every few days, she would secretly come out at night to see him.

In the past, Xie Lian would always be asleep.

But I'm awake tonight.

"Why aren't you asleep yet? What's making you so happy?" Consort Hui knew he was in a good mood just from hearing him call her "Mother Consort" earlier.

"Mother, it's my birthday the day after tomorrow," Xie Lian said excitedly.

In the darkness, a strange glint flashed in Consort Hui's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure. "Yes, it's your birthday."

Ever since the prophecy of Physician Ling, Consort Hui has been wary of his birthday and has never celebrated it again.

She was running away, afraid that if she kept counting, she would reach the hurdle of twenty-two, as if by not passing this birthday she could deceive God and her sixth son could continue to live.

This year, she was supposed to celebrate his birthday properly, to celebrate his new life, but Xie Yuzhen died.

The medicine made from that blood gu wasn't ready in time; I wonder if that will have any effect.

She was worried, so she planned to avoid celebrating her son's birthday this year. Perhaps if Heaven didn't see him celebrate, it would forgive him.

But Xie Lian's light and hopeful voice rang out:

"Mother, the day after tomorrow, my fourth sister-in-law, Yushu, and I have arranged to go kite flying as a celebration..."

Before he could finish saying "celebrating his birthday," Consort Hui interrupted him sharply.

"No!"

Consort Hui looked excited.

A moment of silence fell over the air.

Consort Hui realized that her tone was too harsh and softened her voice, "Sixth son, you rarely go outside the palace. Your mother is currently in the Cold Palace. I can sneak out at night, but going out of the palace is too conspicuous. Your mother cannot go with you."

"It's just a trip, nothing will go wrong," Xie Lian argued.

He was about to say something more when Consort Hui interrupted him again.

"Sixth son, listen to your mother. Stay in the palace the day after tomorrow. I know it's rare for you to make friends. You like Meng Yushu and Song Qingning. You want to travel with them. Wait a while."

Having said that, she didn't give Xie Lian a chance to speak again, and turned to leave the room.

The door closed.

Xie Lian's initial high expectations were dashed, leaving him feeling as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Outside the door, Consort Hui instructed the palace maids, "Keep a close eye on the Sixth Prince these two days and do not let him go out."

"Yes," the palace maid replied.

Consort Hui looked at the tightly closed door, and a sudden unease arose in her heart that she could not shake off.

The next day, Consort Hui was in the Cold Palace.

When the palace maid brought her food, she told her that the sixth prince was in his bedchamber and there was nothing unusual about him.

Consort Hui felt somewhat relieved.

outside the palace.

On the sixth prince's birthday, Song Qingning took a day off.

Early in the morning, she went to the City God Temple to get a peace charm for the Sixth Prince.

"You seem to care about him quite a bit." Xie Xuanjin was going to the Shence Camp today and would be traveling out of the city with her on the way.

He accompanied her to the City God Temple.

When Song Qingning asked for the peace charm, her devout appearance made Xie Xuanjin a little jealous.

"Your Highness wants it? Then I'll go and ask for one for Your Highness another day." Song Qingning didn't detect the hint of sourness in his tone.

She looked at the amulet in her hand.

She hoped that this amulet would protect the sixth prince.

The two left the city.

The crabapple grove that the Sixth Prince mentioned was not far from the capital. Xie Xuanjin escorted Song Qingning there before continuing his journey to the Shence Camp.

The crabapple blossoms are in full bloom recently.

Many ladies and young women also came to enjoy the flowers and the spring scenery. As Song Qingning walked along, she saw some familiar faces and greeted them in a friendly manner.

But when she saw Xiao Ling, Song Qingning frowned.

"Long time no see, General Song," Xiao Ling said with a smile.

He rode his horse toward Song Qingning. When he got close to Song Qingning, he did not dismount, but instead held the reins and circled around Song Qingning.

Looking down from above, his eyes held amusement.

Song Qingning disliked his gaze.

They hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"It's been so long, why hasn't Crown Prince Xiao returned to Nanlin yet? What's wrong? Does he think Dajing is better and wants to stay in Dajing as a hostage?" Song Qingning's tone was unfriendly.

The envoy from Nanlin returned to Nanlin early.

But Xiao Ling found an excuse, saying he wanted to experience the charm of Da Jing, and he and Xiao Yue stayed behind.

They lived in the Sifangguan residence and seemed quite content.

Song Qingning was unfriendly, but Xiao Ling was not annoyed.

He suddenly dismounted and stood in front of Song Qingning. "Da Jing is good, but not as good as the women of Da Jing. The longer I stay in Da Jing, the more I like the women of Da Jing. I always want to snatch one and take her back to Nanlin."

"General Song, what do you say? How about I, the Crown Prince, seize one and take it back?"

Xiao Ling's gaze was pointed, fixed on Song Qingning with an air of aggression.

His eyes seemed to say that what he wanted to take away was Song Qingning.

Song Qingning smiled.

"It seems that Crown Prince Xiao has forgotten something."

Her lips curled slightly, and even though her smile carried a hint of disdain, it was so bright that it made Xiao Ling momentarily lose his composure.

After a slight pause, Song Qingning's voice slowly came again:

"If Crown Prince Xiao has forgotten, this Princess Consort can remind you."

Hearing her refer to herself as "Princess Consort," Xiao Ling seemed to anticipate what she was about to remind him of. "Are you reminding this Crown Prince that you are the Princess Consort of Huai?"

His tone betrayed his disdain.

However, Song Qingning denied his guess.

"no!"

"no?"

Xiao Ling frowned. "What could this Crown Prince possibly have forgotten?"