It took several days for Yaoniang to know why King Qing and King Lu had such a fight that day.
It was also a coincidence that Yao Niang happened to be there when Fu Cheng came to report the matter. At times like this, Emperor Jin'an generally wouldn't avoid it, so he naturally let her listen.
After listening to the follow-up of the fight in the downtown area, there was another incident of drinking in a restaurant. Yaoniang didn't think anything was wrong at first, but when she looked up and saw the expression on Emperor Jin'an's face, she couldn't help but feel a sudden shock.
Emperor Jin'an's complexion is the same as before, but Yaoniang and Emperor Jin'an have been together for a long time, and she can sense his emotions very sensitively.
Fucheng went down, and the hall was very quiet.
Yaoniang pretended to touch the teacup, and then she couldn't help but defend Xiao Jirou: "Women are small-minded, sometimes it's just a trivial matter to outsiders, but it's a knot to them."
Emperor Jin'an didn't speak, he always did this every time he had a disagreement with Yaoniang. If Yaoniang doesn't mention it anymore, the matter will be over like this, but usually Yaoniang won't mention it again.
But this time was different, Yaoniang couldn't help but wanted to explain something to Xiao Jirou.
"At the time when Zhuzhu fell into the water, the seventh brother whitewashed the peace and wanted to cover it up. That incident hurt Jirou very much. In addition, you also know that the secret work of Korea before disturbed their husband and wife. It will take time to get out."
Emperor Jin'an still didn't speak, but just glanced at her.
Yaoniang was a little dissatisfied, and looked at him: "Why don't you talk? Is it because your heart is for the seventh brother?"
Emperor Jin'an stretched out his hand to pull her over, and patted her hand: "Okay, you are pregnant, don't worry about other people's affairs."
"Then tell me, do you have a heart for the seventh brother? Do you think Jirou is too ignorant to make so many troubles?"
Do you even need to ask? It's obvious. But Yaoniang didn't know if she was easily agitated because of her body, or what, she just stared at Emperor Jin'an and insisted on saying one, two, three.
Emperor Jin'an put down the folder in his hand, looked at Yaoniang, and sighed helplessly: "I didn't turn to Lao Qi, what am I doing to him?"
"Then why did you let Anyi and the others keep an eye on the seventh brother? Fucheng also specially reported it to you."
This kind of discovery shows that Yaoniang is not stupid, and Emperor Jin'an really ordered people to pay attention to this matter in private.
"The Xiao family found a man for Xiao Jirou. Since the seventh child has admitted his mistake, there is still two children between the two of them. There is no need to cause trouble to the point where everyone knows about it."
Yaoniang didn't listen to the other words of Emperor Jin'an, she just heard that the Xiao family found a man for Xiao Jirou.
"The Xiao family found a man for Jirou. Is this going to make her remarry?" Soon, Yaoniang understood why Emperor Jin'an was so obviously displeased, and subconsciously explained: "Maybe it's not about Jirou herself. What I think, should be the masters of her family."
"Whether it's her family's decision-making or her own, it should be enough. The old seven was wrong in that matter, didn't she? As a princess, she can't even manage the backyard well. How did she do her best to be a princess? , the responsibility of being a wife and a mother? Because I was in charge of this matter at the beginning, and the seventh child has indeed passed, I will take care of it to the end. If she wants to reconcile, she will reconcile. When Qi came back, there was another quarrel like this. It’s fine for the husband and wife to quarrel at home, but several incidents happened in succession.”
The more Yaoniang heard it, the more she felt that something was wrong, and she couldn't help but retort: "Then according to what you said, the seventh brother fights with others and drinks too much, so it has something to do with Jirou?"
It doesn't matter! In the final analysis, it was because of Xiao Jirou's relationship that King Qing became like this.
Emperor Jin'an's idea was correct, but his standpoint was to think from the standpoint of an emperor and an elder brother.
As far as the status of the emperor is concerned, the civil strife in the courtier's family is rooted in the main wife, and it is the main wife's fault. In terms of Brother Yu's status, King Jin was originally King Qing's brother, so it was only natural for him to be towards him.
Emperor Jin'an didn't speak, obviously acquiescing to Yaoniang's rhetoric.
Yaoniang couldn't accept it for a while, and said: "Then your thinking is too domineering. If you agree, this matter is all the woman's fault, and you men are not wrong at all. You said that Jirou can't manage the backyard well, Wangfei If I was incompetent, then I couldn’t manage the backyard well, and I ignored them. Should I be glad that they didn’t make trouble? Do you always think of me that way in your heart, do you think that I am a princess? Incompetent, not competent to be a queen?"
Emperor Jin'an laughed a little: "Where do you want to go? What does this matter have to do with you?"
"How come it doesn't matter, because I am also like this. It's not that I can't manage it, but I don't want to. Why is it so unfair? You men can have three wives and four concubines. If a woman is jealous, she is jealous; you can make mistakes at will, women If people don't forgive, they are ignorant and ignorant; you can go to whomever you want, and you have to greet them with a smile when you are a wife; So what shall we do..."
As Yaoniang spoke, she began to shed tears.
It was really teardrops, not fake, the tears came out with a splash. He was still talking and crying, feeling very wronged, which directly confused Emperor Jin'an.
"Well, we women are born to suffer, so what do we do with our lives, we leave you men alone..."
"What's the matter with you? Why are you crying as you speak?"
"I just want to cry, don't I even have the right to cry, you men are too domineering..."
She was crying so hard that Emperor Jin'an was a little at a loss. It's not that he had never seen Yaoniang cry, but it was the first time she cried like this, and he felt that her tears were about to drown him.
Originally, Hongsi and the others were guarding outside. When they heard the movement inside, they couldn't help looking in, but they didn't dare to come in, so they could only stand outside anxiously.
"Okay, don't cry. I didn't say anything about you. I just like it when you don't do anything and let me worry about everything."
Yaoniang cried miserably: "But you actually think so in your heart, and you won't think so in the future. Didn't the relationship between the seventh brother and Jirou be very good at the beginning, when there is a newcomer, forget the old one, lust Fading means falling in love. You treat me well now, but you are greedy for my freshness and tenderness. When my color is not fresh and tender, you will abandon me like chaff. By that time, what you think is good about me now has become a fault , when the time comes, you will also think that I am making trouble for no reason... "
The veins on Emperor Jin'an's forehead hopped up and down, his face darkened, and he reprimanded: "Why do you think about these messy things, do you read too many scriptures?" Before the words fell, he raised his voice Calling people, soon Yuchan and Hongsi came in.
"Tell me, what scripts have you been reading lately?"
Seeing His Majesty arguing with the Empress, and seeing Emperor Jin'an's face, Yuchan and Hongsi were also very frightened, and they poured out their brains without daring to hide it.
When Emperor Jin'an heard the names of the few scripts they reported, his expression became even worse. When he was young, he also read a few books out of curiosity, and what was written in them were all dramas of idiots complaining about women!
Seeing that Emperor Jin'an was so grandiose, Yaoniang was also frightened, and she didn't dare to cry immediately. Emperor Jin'an waved his hand to let people go down, and he didn't speak, just looking at her, she felt even more uneasy and twitched in a low voice.
"Do you know your mistake?"
"I, I..." She curled her little red mouth, wanting to cry but not daring to cry, "I was wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"I shouldn't read those messy books, and I shouldn't be suspicious of you, and I shouldn't be messing around."
"anything else?"
"Your Majesty treats me so well, I shouldn't miss you so heartlessly."
Emperor Jin'an smiled slightly, pulled her into his arms, and softened his tone: "It's a bit too much to say that you have no conscience, but now that you are pregnant, you shouldn't think so wildly. Didn't Doctor Liu Liang tell you that you are pregnant? Women shouldn’t think too much, it’s not good for children, how come they forget about it?”
"I won't be like this in the future, but I just can't control it..."
She was pitiful, and he couldn't bear it, so he wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Don't think about it too much, Doctor Liu Liang said that pregnant women have big emotional ups and downs, so it's not your fault .”
It was the first time Yaoniang heard this kind of statement, she couldn't help blinking: "So it's not my fault, it's her fault?" She looked down at her unconceived belly.
Emperor Jin'an sighed in his heart, and nodded helplessly.
"Then will His Majesty still take care of the Seventh Brother's family?"
Emperor Jin'an didn't want another wave of tears. He spent so much effort just to let her stop crying, so he naturally said that he didn't care.
"Your Highness, let's just watch, you don't care about me, just give Jirou a chance?"
"it is good."
Yaoniang's pregnancy reaction this time was extremely severe, not only her temper became moody, but she was also lethargic.
After seeing her asleep, Emperor Jin'an came out of Kunning Palace.
"Go and find out who passed on to the Queen's ears the fact that the former court wrote to let me put it in the harem."
Fucheng took the lead.
When Emperor Jin'an went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he only had to approve a few papers, and the matter was found out.
It was none other than Fucheng's godson Xiao Shunzi.
Xiao Shunzi is clever and capable, and he is quite liked by Fucheng, and now he is also a big celebrity beside Emperor Jin'an. But he was too clever, he knew that His Majesty treated his concubine very unusually, so he wanted to please him, and revealed his tone to the people in Kunning Palace.
The people in Kunning Palace knew it, so Yaoniang knew it.
Emperor Jin'an didn't say this to the public, but those who served him knew his rules, Xiao Shunzi committed the crime knowingly, especially the empress was pregnant now, it wasn't an obvious courting of death.
Emperor Jin'an hadn't delivered the goods yet, so Fu Chengcheng asked the outside to put the board on.
"Your Majesty, it's because the old slave didn't teach him well. I hope His Majesty can spare his life."
There was a crackling sound coming from outside, this Xiao Shunzi was also a ruthless person, so he just kept silent. In fact, he couldn't make a sound, his mouth was blocked, so as not to disturb Sheng Ting.
Emperor Jin'an didn't speak, and after listening to Yue Mo playing more than a dozen boards, he said: "The empress is simple-minded, but she never tells me about this matter, and if she doesn't tell, I can only let her go. You have served by my side for a long time, so you should know my temperament, just let it go this time, and if you commit a crime again next time, you will be punished by yourself."
"Yes, thank you Your Majesty for sparing his life."
Fucheng went down, and when he went out, he saw Xiao Shunzi's face was pale, lying there sweating profusely from the pain. He waved his hand, and the eunuch in charge of execution went down.
Xiao Shunzi got up from the torture bench, grinning, but he was still able to stand, which showed that the board was damp. In fact, this is indeed the case. If Fu Cheng asked him to beat up his son, who would dare to do it for real.
Fucheng scolded him in a low voice: "Let you keep your mouth shut, let you play tricks, and next time you find a hole and bury yourself!"
Xiao Shunzi had a bitter face: "Godfather, I'm really not playing tricks, I just think that the empress treats us well, and I should let the empress know a little bit, so that she won't be unprepared when things happen."
"Shut up! Don't change your mind! You need to worry about it, you son of a bitch, and your Majesty needs you to talk about things!" After a pause, he added: "Those who like to worry about things like you All the ministers are useless, and our Majesty is not an ordinary person!"
"What the godfather taught me is that my son will never dare again in the future."
"Go down and apply the medicine." Fucheng waved his hand impatiently, and when Xiao Shunzi limped down, he cursed again: "You son of a bitch likes to find trouble for me!"
The morning light is twilight, and the sky is still only bright, and the chirping of birds can be vaguely heard.
Before Xiao Jirou opened his eyes, he smelled the fragrance of flowers.
Opening his eyes, he saw a bouquet of flowers on the small table by the bed. It's not a rare thing, it's just a bunch of gardenias, the fresh green leaves line the fresh and tender petals, and there is still dew on it, which makes people happy for no reason.
There is something more in Xiao Jirou's heart, which is complexity, but besides the complexity, there is a trace of joy emerging from the bottom of his heart.
"Giving this kind of wild flowers is rare." She spat in a low voice.
Qiong'er outside seemed to hear something inside, lifted the curtain and walked in. When I saw this flower, I was also full of surprises. She secretly glanced at Xiao Jirou, and said: "My lord really has flowers. This kind of talk is rare in the capital. I remember that only on the back hill of the Huguo Temple in the suburbs. The lord picked it before it was bright." Give it to the girl, and she must go out at night."
"The dew hasn't dried yet!" Qiong'er walked closer to look at the flower, and praised it again.
Xiao Jirou couldn't pretend that nothing had happened, and King Qing really didn't know how to restrain himself. Since he left that day, he has come every day, but he doesn't show up. He always likes to secretly put something next to her pillow in the middle of the night or early in the morning.
At first they were jewelry that women liked, but after a few days they suddenly changed styles, sometimes it was a small wooden figure, sometimes it was a porcelain doll, and in the past two days it was replaced with various flowers. They were all not uncommon, even inconspicuous roadside wildflowers, but it could be seen that he was paying more and more attention.
Even when she was newly married to him, he had never been so attentive.
After serving her girl to wash and make up, Qiong'er saw that she seemed to be in a good mood, so she couldn't help hesitating and said: "Girl, are you still angry with the prince?"
She glanced at Qiong'er in the mirror, but didn't speak.
"The servant is talking too much, and the servant is also..."
"Okay, I know what you want to say, I don't mean to blame you."
Afterwards, the master and the servant never said anything about it, but when Qiong'er went to find a vase and put the bouquet of flowers in it, Xiao Jirou didn't say anything either.
It was night, when the dew was getting darker, the window was suddenly opened from the outside.
A black figure came in familiarly, and came to the bed with ease. The room was very quiet, and there was a faint fragrance of flowers in the air. He turned his head to look, and under the dim yellow light, a bouquet of gardenias was quietly blooming on the table.
Unknowingly, he showed a smile, opened the curtain, and there was a person lying on the couch. Yun Ru's hair is like a waterfall, her face is fair and clean, and she is sleeping soundly. He watched with almost greedy eyes, took out something from his arms, and quietly placed it beside her pillow. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand and leave, someone grabbed his sleeve.
"Uh, you didn't sleep?"
Xiao Jirou sat up: "I fell asleep, but I was woken up by you."
"Then you go on sleeping, I'm leaving first." Even though he said so, King Qing didn't move.
"If I never go back with you, when are you going to do it?"
Hearing this, King Qing showed a bit of bitterness on his face, he smiled, and said again: "Until you are always willing to go back with me."
Just after the hour passed, the carriage from Prince Qing's mansion came to Xiao's house, not only King Qing came, but also brother Yan and Zhuzhu.
In front of the two children, naturally no one deliberately mentioned those unhappy things. And recently, King Qing sent things to Liu Qixuan every day, and the masters of the Xiao family knew more or less. When King Qing came to the door at this time, it was not obvious that the couple had reconciled, but everyone was laughing.
Brother Yan and Zhuzhu were also very happy, and Brother Yan couldn't help but smile on his quiet and introverted little face. Not to mention Zhuzhu, who has been following up behind her mother, although she didn't say anything, it hurts just because she didn't say anything. Xiao Jirou felt even more reckless, always felt that he was holding his breath, but neglected the child.
After eating at Xiao's house, the family of four returned home together.
On the way, Xiao Jirou couldn't help feeling married again.
She remembered the conversation she had with her mother before—
"If you can figure it out, mother is happy. But you also have to remember that you are not afraid of being wronged. There are also your father, mother and your brothers."
"Mother, don't worry, my daughter will not be stupid again. I will live my life well and not let my parents and brothers worry."
…
"What are you thinking?"
"A story I told me before I missed my mother, said that my father had a cousin before..."
After hearing the story, King Qing looked embarrassed: "There won't be any cousins!"
Xiao Jirou had a half-smile but not a smile: "Then who knows, anyway, I'll say hello to you in advance, if some cousin really comes, I'll have someone lift her up and throw her out, don't regret it."
"It won't happen! I won't regret it either."