Is it safe to hear the news now
Qi Yan twitched the corners of her mouth and said softly, "She won't go back with us. It's been hard for you to get better after being ill all these years. Don't think too much. Remember... You have hysteria, and what your brother said in the future is the only thing. It's true, the others are all fake, don't be afraid. And you have two children in total. Boy, I have ordered someone to secretly send them back to the grassland to give them to my parents. I believe they will be very happy. The small mourning hall in the yard is fake, don't be sad."
A ray of light flashed in Xiaodie's eyes: "Is Mom and Dad okay? Has Mom given birth? Is it a younger brother or a younger sister?"
Qi Yan suddenly turned her head: "I'll tell you later, remember what I said today, remember our new identity, you have a good rest, I'll go first."
Qi Yan left the room crying, she did not leave, but took the opportunity to stand in front of the small mourning hall and weep silently.
What Qi Yan didn't know was that as soon as Nangong Jingnv's order came out, a large number of bodyguards had already changed into civilian clothes and divided the way, carrying out the word "check".
Both sides are racing against time, and this is also the first confrontation between Qi Yan and Nangong Jingnu...
Although neither of them deliberately aimed at each other, one was only to protect his sister, and the other was only to explore "hidden feelings".
But there seems to be an arrangement in the dark, and the two people stumbled into a life-threatening duel. Is Qi Yan's strategy better? Or is the means of the imperial guards higher
Qian Yuan personally drove the carriage and found a wet nurse to carry the child out of the capital, all the way north.
He was a shrewd man, he negotiated the price with the nurse in advance, and the two disguised themselves as a couple who had defected to relatives, so that they could answer any questioning on the way.
The nurse shivered when she saw the child's amber eyes, but the price that Qian Yuan gave was too high, even enough for her family of five to chew their heads for the rest of their lives, so she had to bite the bullet and agree.
In order to dispel the nurse's doubts and let her cooperate with all her heart, Qian Yuan told the nurse Qi Yan's prepared remarks. Women are always soft-hearted when they encounter this kind of thing, and the nurse looks at the child with a bit more motherhood and sympathy. , it really looks like a mother and son.
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Qi Yan hired a wet nurse for the child to live next door to the small courtyard, and she temporarily moved to Xiaodie's house, which was somewhat unreasonable, but she had to live here before Qian Yuan came back to prevent Someone excavated the burial mound under the tree.
As for the mother Wen who delivered the delivery, Qi Yan used Xiaodie's poor health and needed to be recuperated, so Xu kept her in the house with a hundred taels of silver, and also lived in the wing of Xiaodie's yard.
Three days later, Qian Yuan has not returned. Qi Yan came to the study to write a memorial and ordered it to be sent to Princess Zhen Zhen's residence.
It was only in the afternoon that the memorial was handed over to Nangong Jingnu.
His Highness's remarks: On June 16, the eleventh year of Jingjia, a pair of twins, a dragon and a phoenix, were born in the private residence of my ministers. Sadly, the eldest son died unfortunately because of his lack of virtue. Today, there is only one daughter left, and she is so weak that she has the appearance of being in a state of uncertainty.
After reading the memorial written by Qi Yan, Nangong Jingnu laughed out loud, and the more she laughed, the louder it became.
Forty-nine: "Little Highness?"
Nangong Jingnu patted her chest, raised her hand and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes: "It's okay, you go down first."
Forty-nine: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu: "Father Four Nine..."
Forty-nine: "The old slave is here."
Nangong Jingnu: "Excuse me to send someone to go and ask the supervisor of the Internal Court to call."
Forty-nine: "Yes."
Nangong Jingnu threw the memorial on the case, looked at the familiar handwriting on it and laughed again, and said self-deprecatingly: "What a Qi Yan, Qi Yuanjun... I didn't expect you to be so infatuated with her. In order to give that woman a chance Name, even thought of asking this palace to name your children, you..." Where did you put me
Qi Yan received the court stick of the Inner Court Division for raising Ji's concubine. Although Xiaodie kept it, the document that recognized Xiaodie from the Inner Court Division has not been delivered. Xiaodie may be in danger at any time without a name. .
Only when the imperial court or Nangong Jingnu recognized Xiaodie's identity would she not easily let go of her.
Both Nangong Jingnv and Qi Yan understood this truth, and both of them also knew the intention of Qi Yan's move. According to common sense: Qi Yan's actions are understandable, but in Nangong Jingnv's view, Qi Yan ruined her heart again without hesitation.
What is he in Qi Yan's heart? Are you so worried? Do you not hesitate to use your child to force yourself to give him the concubine status
Could it be that her Nangong Jingnu is so unbearable in the heart of the other party? Is it a reckless, capricious femme fatale? Although she had hated, resented, and felt heartache... But after she decided to find a way to keep Qi Yan and that woman and even their child, she never thought about breaking them up again!
Nangong Jingnv took Qi Yan's memorial and threw it to the ground angrily, but she was not relieved, she even lifted her foot and stepped on it.
Until the anger has passed, the memorial has been broken into pieces. Nangong Jingnu looked at the debris on the ground, feeling like her own heart.
Not only was it torn to shreds, but it was also ruthlessly trampled on the ground, dirty.
After half an hour, Nangong Jingnv was notified by Si Jiu that the supervisor of the Internal Court Division had arrived.
Nangong Jingnu agreed, leaned over and picked up the pieces on the ground one by one, and threw them into the stove specially used by the emperor to burn secret letters. She went out of the study, walked through the secret passage to the side hall, and then entered the main hall from the side hall.
The supervisor of the Inner Court raised his official uniform and knelt in front of Nangong Jingnu: "See Your Highness Zhen Zhen."
Nangong Jingnv: "Get up, give a seat."
Supervisor of the Inner Court Division: "His Royal Highness Xie Zhenzhen."
Nangong Jingnv said straight to the point: "With the permission of this palace, the concubine has raised a concubine in a private house, and the father also knows about this." Si Jiu, who was on the side, nodded in cooperation.
"The concubine just got on the book and said that the woman gave birth to a daughter. The emperor asked me to call you here because I hope that the inner court will propose a few names to report."
The supervisor of the Inner Court Division pondered: "This... Dare to ask Your Highness, whose lap is this child remembered?"
There was a sneer on Nangong Jingnu's lips: "Naturally, it is recorded under Ben Gong's knees. From now on, she will be the princess of Ben Gong."
The inner court supervisor's expression loosened: "So this minister understands."
Nangong Jingnu: "Go down."
Supervisor of the Inner Court Division: "Yes."
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Nangong Jingnu was a little dazed, and she didn't recover until the person had completely disappeared: What did she do
Originally, she wanted the inner court to give Qi Yan's concubine an identity. After all, she already had children.
But at the last moment, a trace of complex emotions rose in her heart, including hatred, resentment, and jealousy...
So he changed his tune directly and adopted the child that belonged to the two of them directly to his knees...
For that woman, this child was the best bargaining chip for her identity, but she was directly smothered by herself.
Will Qi Yan blame her? He must not have imagined that he would do things like this, right? Thinking of this, Nangong Jingnu felt a sense of pleasure in her heart, the pleasure of revenge.
The efficiency of the Nei Tingsi was very fast, and he proposed three names and sent them over that night. Nangong Jingnu glanced at them and felt that they were not good.
So I personally picked up a pen and wrote two words: Yuxiao.
Taken from: Asking if it is safe now, Mo Yiyuxiao is shocked. But the picture scroll is vaguely drawn.
She still remembered that the baby girl was frail, and there was the word "peace" in this poem. She hoped that it would be reflected in one or two, and it could be regarded as a wish of Qi Yan.
Thinking of this, Nangong Jingnu's smile was a little cold, and she immediately wrote the imperial edict and dropped the jade seal, and ordered Chen Chuansi to take the golden book and jade ultimatum, and immediately went to the private house to pass the edict.
Usually, the matter of drafting the imperial edict is done by the forty-nine father-in-law.
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Fengtian carried the emperor, and the edict said: The consort Qiyan and the eldest daughter of Princess Zhenzhen gave the name: Yuxiao. Chin this.
Qi Yan knelt on the ground and buried her head low...
Chen Chuansi: "Master Consort, this is the golden certificate of the little county lord. Your Majesty has said that when the little county lord is full, the court division will send someone to bring the little county lord to the palace for training, and give the order to thank you."
Qi Yan: "My minister, thank you Your Majesty."
Chen Chuansi left, leaving behind the imperial decree.
Qi Yan returned to the study and shook the imperial decree, and when she saw the writing on it, she fell onto a chair. Where is this His Majesty's handwriting? It is clearly the word of Nangong Jingnu!
Her calligraphy was copied from the sticker of Lay Shepherd. Although Qi Yan was not used to the style, Qi Yan could recognize it at a glance, but under the imperial decree, there was the seal of the Imperial Jade Seal...
Qi Yan laughed self-deprecatingly. Nangong Jingnu clearly wanted to let herself know that she made the name and that she also wrote the imperial decree, right
Qi Yan's eyes swept across the word "Jade Xiao", and her mouth was a little bitter, and she recited in a low voice:
Live up to the East Wind Covenant. Recalling the generals, Huainan grass and trees, the end of the pen won over. On a bright moonlit night in the Houtu Temple, suddenly there was a Yao Ji straddling the crane. In contrast, narcissus is weak. There is only one book in the world, and it takes a thousand minutes to drink before Qionglu flowers. Chasing the past, how to forget? Transplanting roots should cost Xianjia medicine. Man turned back, Guan Shan Xin broke, and the castle was made. When asked if he is safe now, Mo Yiyuxiao was shocked. But the picture scroll is vaguely drawn. The white hair is ashamed of crossing the river, and I am rewarded with my family and Zijing. The old and the new hate, the two are intertwined.
If she expected it right, the word "yuxiao" should be taken from this poem.
And the name of the poem is: "Congratulations to the Bridegroom, Living Up to the East Wind Covenant"
"What a congratulations to the bridegroom... and what a disappointment to the Dongfeng Covenant. Your Highness... you, after all, you still hate me."
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After Qi Yan finished washing, she returned to Xiaodie's room. Xiaodie called out happily, "Yuanjun." Then she moved in, patted the seat beside her, and asked, "Where are you going so late? "
Qi Yan pretended to smile easily, lay down beside Xiaodie, and pulled the thin quilt over the two of them: "The child has a name."
Xiaodie half-supported and asked in surprise, "What is it?"
"Qiyan Yuxiao, does it sound good?"
Xiaodie tilted her head and thought for a while, and then read it in her native language in a low voice: "It sounds good, but what is Yuxiao?"
Qi Yan smiled and replied: "The jade flute is a musical instrument of the Wei people, I will play it for you someday. But don't forget what I told you before, this child can't be called Qiyan Yuxiao for the time being, he can only be called Qiyan Yuxiao. Qi Yuxiao. And you forgot? We can't speak the Prairie dialect."
Xiaodie said "Oh": "I remember."
Qi Yan slowly closed her eyes: "It's getting late, go to sleep."
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The housekeeper Qian Yuan left for ten days. On the tenth day, before dawn, he came to the courtyard to find Qi Yan. Qi Yan turned to look at Xiaodie who was sleeping, put on his coat, pushed the door and walked out.
On Qian Yuan's arm was a bamboo basket covered with a blue cloth. Qi Yan recognized at a glance that it was the bag the baby was carrying before sending it away.
Qian Yuan: "Master, the things you ordered have been placed properly."
Qi Yan nodded: "Thank you, you are the only one who knows about this matter. If I didn't ask you the exact address, you don't need to tell me."
Qian Yuan: "Don't worry, Master, I understand."
Qi Yan glanced at the bamboo basket and asked, "What is this?"
Qian Yuan: "The villain traveled a few villages, and finally found a baby boy who died. The baby died of fever three days after birth. It also happened that the baby was buried in the ground in the first afternoon and was asked by the baby, and he promised twenty The father of the two-dollar boy dug him out of the ground first, but the weather was hot recently, and the little boy came back after three days of delay, and the smell was a little…”
Qi Yan: "It's okay, you can just put the basket under the tree over there, and I'll come by myself."
Qian Yuan: "This... is."
Qi Yan: "You have done a good job of this matter. You go back and have a good rest first. There is another matter for you to do in a few days."