The Pretty Wife of General Jinxiu Huanian

Chapter 72 Yunxi's Concern

Every morning when Yunxi woke up, she would involuntarily go to the gate of the mansion, her eyes staring in the direction where the prince left.

The stone pavement in front of the mansion seemed to still bear the marks of the prince's horse's hooves when he went to war.

On this day, Yunxi got up at dawn as usual, wearing a light blue dress.

She didn't make up much, but she still looked pretty. She walked lightly into the yard.

The flowers and plants in the yard were in full bloom, but she had no intention of appreciating them at all.

"Madam, it's still very cold in the morning. You need to put on more clothes." Chuntao came over jogging with a cloak in her hand and carefully put it on Yunxi's shoulders.

Yunxi turned her head slightly, her eyes still fixed on the distance, and muttered, "Chuntao, guess what the prince is doing right now?"

Chun Tao straightened Yun Xi's cloak while saying, "Madam, please stop worrying. The prince is fighting on the battlefield, protecting our country. He's definitely fine. Just put your mind at ease."

Yunxi sighed, frowning tightly. "I'm always feeling anxious. I don't know if the prince is eating well or sleeping soundly."

Chun Tao took Yun Xi's hand and comforted her, "Madam, the prince is a capable man, no difficulty can stop him.

If the prince came back and saw you looking so sad every day, he would be so distressed."

Yunxi shook her head, her eyes filled with worry: "How can I control myself from thinking about it? If I don't hear from the prince for a day, my heart feels like it's being scratched by a cat."

Chun Tao patted Yun Xi's back gently and said, "Madam, you must take good care of yourself. Otherwise, when the prince comes back, if you become thinner or sick, he will blame me for not taking good care of you."

Yunxi smiled bitterly: "I know you are doing this for my own good, but my heart has already flown away with the prince."

Chun Tao pursed her lips and said, "Madam, the prince must be fighting bravely to protect his country. Don't worry too much."

Yunxi sighed softly and turned back.

Her slender figure seemed a little lonely, and her steps were not as brisk as before. As she passed the kitchen, she smelled the aroma of food.

"What are you doing?" Yunxi frowned and asked casually.

The cook quickly put down the spoon in his hand and bowed and replied: "Madam, this is breakfast prepared for you."

Yunxi looked listless and waved her hand, "I don't have much appetite, let's go." After that, she left without looking back.

Yunxi hurried into the study, which was quiet and filled with books that the prince loved to read.

She stretched out her slender hand, picked up a book, and flipped through a few pages casually, but her eyes were empty and lifeless, and she couldn't read a single word.

"Madam, the young master is here." Xia He's clear voice sounded outside the door.

Before she finished speaking, Jinxuan came in like a happy little rabbit. "Mom, I miss Dad."

The little guy tilted his head back, his eyes full of anticipation.

When Yunxi heard her son's words, she quickly squatted down and touched Jinxuan's head tenderly, "Xuan'er, be good. Daddy will be back soon."

Jinxuan blinked his big eyes and clenched his fists, "Mother, I want to practice martial arts well and become as brave as my father in the future."

Yunxi smiled slightly, the corners of her mouth raised, her eyes full of satisfaction, "Good, Xuan'er has ambition."

At noon, sunlight streamed into the house through the window. Yunxi sat by the window, embroidering a handkerchief with orchids, the prince's favorite.

She worked with concentration, stitch by stitch, as if embroidering all her longing into the handkerchief. Her fingers were slender and her movements were skillful yet revealing a hint of eagerness.

At this time, Chun Tao ran in hurriedly and said breathlessly: "Madam, the eldest and second young ladies are here."

Yunxi paused, raised her head and said, "Please invite them in."

After a while, the eldest and second daughters came into the house. The eldest daughter was wearing a pink dress, while the second daughter was wearing a green dress. They walked into the house together.

"Sister Yunxi, don't worry too much about the prince. He is a lucky man." The eldest lady looked concerned, frowned slightly, and said to Yunxi.

The second young lady also echoed: "Yes, sister, you must take care of yourself." The second young lady's round face was full of anxiety, and her eyes were staring at Yunxi.

Yunxi put down the needle and thread in her hand and forced a smile: "Thank you, I'm fine." But that smile clearly revealed deep worry.

At this moment, the housekeeper came running in, panting so hard that even his hat tilted. "Madam, there's news from the court that the fighting on the front is getting intense."

When Yunxi heard this, she stood up suddenly, tightly grasped the butler's arm, and her voice changed: "What are the details?"

The butler wiped the sweat from his forehead and said hurriedly, "They only say that the battle is fierce, but there is no detailed news about the prince yet."

Yunxi's face turned pale in an instant, her body swayed, and she almost fell.

Chun Tao and Xia He quickly supported her. Chun Tao looked anxious and kept muttering, "Madam, don't worry, don't worry."

Xia He was also panicked and increased the strength in her hands.

Yunxi took a deep breath, calmed herself down, and said through gritted teeth, "I'm fine, go down."

At night, Yunxi lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. The bed curtains swayed from time to time as she tossed and turned.

The moonlight shines through the window lattice onto the ground, cold and desolate.

"Prince, you must return safely." Yunxi whispered softly, with tears in her voice and eyes.

In the days that followed, Yunxi lost her appetite and became significantly thinner. Her clothes, which once fitted her well, now seemed too loose.

Her eyes also became dull, and she often sat alone in front of the window in a daze, holding the things left by the prince in her hands, and would sit there for half a day.

That day, Yunxi took Jinxuan to the market. The market was bustling with activity, and the sounds of hawkers and vendors could be heard one after another.

The bun seller shouted, "Hot buns fresh out of the pan, they smell delicious!" The cloth seller shouted, "Fine fabrics, come and take a look!"

"Mom, I want to eat candied haws." Jinxuan pulled Yunxi's clothes, raised his little face, and looked at her eagerly.

Yunxi came back to her senses, touched Jinxuan's head, and said gently: "Okay, Mom will buy it for you." Then she walked towards the stall selling candied haws, took out money, bought a string of candied haws and handed it to Jinxuan.

Jinxuan took the candied haws and ate them with such joy that the corners of his mouth were covered with sugar crumbs. Yunxi looked at her son and a smile appeared on her face.

But her attention was attracted by a stall selling weapons.

She stepped forward and picked up a short sword, the blade gleaming coldly in the sunlight. Her hand trembled slightly as she gripped the hilt tightly, her eyes fixed on it, as if she could see the prince wielding a long sword on the battlefield to slay his enemies.

The prince was agile and roared as he slashed left and right, blood splattered everywhere, and the enemies fell one after another.

"Madam, this sword is very sharp," the stall owner said with narrowed eyes and a grin. Yunxi didn't say anything, but just picked up the dagger again and examined it for a while before slowly putting it down.

She looked lonely, took Jinxuan's little hand, and walked back without saying a word.

After returning to the Marquis' Mansion, Yunxi sat in the yard with empty eyes, staring blankly at the birds flying in the sky, her lips moving slightly, and no one knew what she was muttering.

"Madam, there is a high monk traveling here, saying he can pray for the prince." Chuntao came trotting over with an anxious look on her face.

Yunxi stood up suddenly, her clothes fluttering, and said anxiously, "Please come in."

The monk was quickly invited into the palace, where he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes before the Buddha statue, chanting sutras and praying for blessings. Yunxi knelt devoutly beside him, his hands clasped together and raised above his head, his brow furrowed, and he muttered something.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her body was trembling slightly, and her heart and mind were filled with the safety of the prince.

As the days passed, Yunxi's worries grew, but she still received no news from the prince.