When Qin Jie woke up, the emperor and the crown prince were by her side. On the side of the pillow is her newborn son.
Xiao Yu took her hand, rubbed her fingertips, and whispered, "Awake?"
Qin Wei nodded, looked up at the wrinkled in the swaddle, and at a glance, her heart softened into a pool of water.
In her last life, she died of dystocia, and she couldn't hold back just by looking at Yun'er a few times. At that time, she just thought that she might have had many regrets in her entire life.
She didn't dare to ask extravagantly that she could hold her own child again.
Qin Jie reached out and touched Erbao's face.
"The imperial doctor has seen it. My brother is very strong and crying loudly. Ah Ling, thank you for your hard work." Xiao Yu smiled lightly, "As you said, he is a prince."
Qin Wei's eyes were slightly red, and her attention was now on the newly born little prince.
The child's fist was pink, and the skin was tender and thin, making people not afraid to exert any force.
This scene was too warm, Xiao Yu couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
Prince Dudu stood aside and didn't speak for a long time. For a while, he couldn't describe what it was like, but he didn't dare to go forward.
After a long while, he whispered: "Mother."
Only then did Qin Jie look at her eldest son, "Huh?"
Xiao Yun said in a low voice, "Empress mother, my son will take good care of the second brother in the future."
This sentence broke Qin Yue's heart.
She just remembered that she had just ignored her eldest son who was only four years old.
There are many people in the palace who have broken their mouths. It is a fact that the prince was born in the Yuan Dynasty, and it is impossible to hide it. Even if Xiao Yun never pays attention to those things and grows up, it is inevitable that he will not think too much in his heart.
Qin Jie reached out to him and said softly, "Yun'er, come here..."
The prince walked over and said, "Is the mother tired?"
Qin Jie kissed him on the face, and after a while, kissed again.
The little prince shook his fist, glanced at his father, and said embarrassedly, "Auntie..."
Qin Xie touched his cheek, "A-niang promises you that I will add a sister to you in the future."
As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding carved beams and painted buildings faded in an instant. The prince seemed to be in the Lantern Festival of the Shangyuan Festival, and the three thousand bright lanterns were slowly rising.
There are four big characters written on the lamp - I love my sister.
His eyes lit up, "Auntie! Really!"
Qin Jie nodded, "Well, really."
This resolute tone...
Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at her in surprise, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
There was a wind under His Royal Highness's feet, and the whole thing floated away. It was probably just like this.
In the evening, Xiao Yun returned to the warm pavilion, walked up to the second prince, and said, "Second brother, A-niang said, we will have a younger sister."
Xiao didn't even open his eyes, he just shook Xiao Yun's hand.
The prince raised his fist and touched him.
Following the birth of a son, there were many more intriguing sighs from the court and the opposition.
They seem to be waiting for the scene where the two sons-in-law will fight in the same room in the future, and the empress will be spoiled and interfere in the affairs of the state.
Unexpectedly, this successor has no intention to govern at all, and he knows that he seduces the emperor with coquettish means. The three palaces and six courtyards are useless.
The queen is useless, that's all.
But the old foxes facing upwards were expected to turn against the prince and the king of Yu, but they did not do what they wanted. Brothers did not wait for the wall, but climbed the wall.
The prince studied hard since he was a child, and was strict with himself. He was like a copy of the emperor. He was an almost perfect next-generation monarch in the heart of the old lady. However, the ignorant and ignorant King Yu, who was born every day, hooked his brother out of the palace.
As soon as the old lady left, King Yu leaned against the door and said, "Brother, let's go."
The crown prince held the pen without saying a word, only to hear King Yu say again: "Go! The show is about to start, Su Lingyi and Su Youlin are both going, you really don't want to go..."
The prince held the pen, the prince was not easy, the prince sighed.
King Yu said again: "If you don't leave, then I'll go hold Anle."
"Clap" sounded.
The prince put down the wolf-haired scroll in his hand and ran off with King Yu.
The old lady was blowing her beard and staring, she just wanted to drive King Yu to the fief early in the future and never return to the capital again.
Unexpectedly, when King Yu's chair leaned back, his legs were upturned, his fan opened and closed, he said with the corners of his lips hooked, "I'm in the capital, and I'm not going anywhere. Taifu died as soon as possible."
The prince also turned a deaf ear to any messy advice.
Until a long time later, cholera broke out on the borders of Dazhou, and King Yu, the devil in the capital, was the first to go out on his own.
He said that he did not seek fame and fortune in his life, nor did he leave a name for the history.
But if it is his brother.
Go through fire and water, and do whatever you want.
In fact, it is not very accurate to compare King Yu to the devil of the capital. After all, there is a Princess Anle riding on his head.
That was the only person Yu King could not afford to offend.
Princess Anle, born with Yanxi for seven years, has three older brothers and one older sister.
From the inner court of the harem to the palace of the long princess, from the palace of the long princess to the mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo, from the mansion of the Duke of Zhenguo to the Marquis of Cheng'en's mansion, from the Forbidden City to the Yunli Long Street where honorable people gather, she can get through and walk sideways.
The day when Princess Anle chose her concubine, it was comparable to a certain emperor choosing a concubine in a certain year.
Of course, that's all for later.
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Sunset courtyard, sycamore leaves fall.
When autumn comes, Xiao Yu's old disease will be aching.
The loss of Yuanshou due to reincarnation is only one of them. The most important thing is the old wounds left by the previous expeditions.
Thinking back to the year when Qin Jie re-entered the palace, hearing him cough was like hearing a tingling outside, and there was no disturbance in his heart, but after reconciliation, his appearance changed completely. The housekeeper couldn't help but stare at the emperor every day. Add clothes to drink medicine, and even as soon as Xiao Yu enters the house, she will go over to check if her hands are cold.
Love and not love, so simple and straightforward.
It has to be said that the man who seeks the world is always far above others.
The sturdy and good-natured attitude of being with Eunuch Sheng on weekdays, once entered the Kunning Palace, it can be said to be gone.
Like this moment.
Xiao Yu came back down, the first step was to call A Ling, the second step, he punched his lips and coughed twice.
Qin Wei walked over and brought the medicine that was neither cold nor hot. When Xiao Yu finished drinking, she would stuff him with candied fruit like she was coaxing her son.
In the evening, the two of them went to bed together after washing up.
Qin Jie leaned on him, touched the scar on his chest, and said softly, "Sanlang."
Xiao Yu gave her a look, "What else do you want to do?"
Qin Yan said: "In the future... Your Majesty will go to court every day, so why don't you fight a set of fists."
Xiao Yu frowned slightly and said, "A Ling, many of those post-war veterans lived to their old age."
Qin Xue's soft fingers wandered on his chest: "But they don't work day and night..."
Xiao Yu lowered his head and kissed her, "Don't toss me, thank you for my husband."
It's not soft, is it
Qin Jie raised her hand, rubbed her fingers against the corner of her eyes, hot tears rolled down her cheeks, and said in a low voice, "But I'm only nineteen."
Xiao Yu looked at her with bated breath, noncommittal.
Qin Xue added: "Although His Majesty's appearance is still there, but in autumn, it is obvious that he is old, and the government affairs are piled up like a mountain. It is better to ensure the dragon body as soon as possible."
The man behind him couldn't hear it at all.
When Qin Xun's lips opened and closed, and when he spit out the words showing his old age, his eyes couldn't help but fall under him.
Qin Xue pushed him and took out a boxing technique, "Try it."
The emperor put down the fold in his hand and threw her boxing technique.
He smiled suddenly, turned over, and pressed the person under him.
He shackled her two little hands with one hand, untied the girdle, Qin Wei shook her calf, "What are you doing?"
The emperor bit her neck and whispered, "Koukouyou."
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There are fallen leaves on the seats, the window is covered with fog, and it is the Mid-Autumn Festival night on August 15th.
In the deep courtyard, Xiao Yuping retired from the palace, sitting in front of the red sandalwood inlaid white marble table, hugging his wife, drinking and enjoying the moon with his two sons.
Excited and happy.
It's just that the queen's temper is getting more and more powerful, and she doesn't even let him drink wine.
As soon as Xiao Yu mentioned Jin Zun, Qin Ei kissed him, "Sanlang, let's change the tea."
The man smiled beautifully, his thin lips pressed against her ear, and he begged her in a low voice, "Just have a drink."
Just one cup.
I wish, respect the green and sweet people, and see each other often on the moonlit night.
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