Sikong Zhaoya looked at Qing Yan's back as she turned away, and saw Murong Jingxuan saying helplessly, "Your Majesty, why is Yan'er behaving like this? Is Yan'er really too tired?"
Murong Jingxuan shook his head helplessly after listening to Sikong Zhaoya's words, "If this is really the case, I don't know how to comfort Yan'er, but Yan'er has never been a person who gives up easily. Maybe Yan'er You must be really tired."
"What does the prince mean by this?" Sikong Zhaoya said with a confused look, "The prince means that because of this matter, Yan'er is already very tired?"
Murong Jingxuan looked at Sikong Zhaoya and shook his head, "It's not because of this incident, but because of all the things. Yan'er originally didn't like such a life of intrigue, but he has always forced himself to live in calculations and make every move... "
Murong Jingxuan paused and then looked up at them, "You will never understand that feeling."
Sikong Zhaoyu listened to Murong Jingxuan's words and said with a smile on his face, "If this is really the case, then we are willing to merge Xiyue into Nanchen's territory, so that we will be a vassal state of Nanchen. Maybe this will It’s also the best for us.”
After listening to Sikong Zhaoyu's words, Murong Jingxuan smiled and said, "What you want to do depends entirely on your own will. We really can't control this. Submission or surrender cannot actually change the fact that you have already lost. I think Beilin should pay the price for his actions, so there is no need to worry about Beilin's affairs for the time being."
Sikong Zhaoyu nodded after listening to Murong Jingxuan's words, "My lord, I don't know if I can follow you to Nanchen's capital by then. It's okay to get a job in the capital. In this way, I don't need to go back to Nanchen." Go and face Father."
Sikong Zhaoya looked at him in surprise after listening to Sikong Zhaoyu's words, "Brother, do you want to follow us to meet Nanchen? Are you sure you want to get a job in Nanchen?"
Sikong Zhaoyu nodded after listening to Sikong Zhaoya's words, "Yes, I really want to find a job in Nanchen so that I can take care of you."
Sikong Zhaoya shook his head after listening to Sikong Zhaoyu's words, "Brother, I don't really care about these things. Since my mother and concubine will die soon, I want to accompany my mother in the last period of time, so that for her It’s definitely the best arrangement.”
"I will accompany you, Yaya. Now we are the only two brothers and sisters left in Xiyue, so we must depend on each other. As for the entire imperial city, maybe it will be an abandoned city by then."
Listening to Sikong Zhaoyu's words, Sikong Zhaoya's eyes turned red, "Brother, thank you, but what will happen to those officials if we leave Xiyue? Even if we become a vassal state of Nanchen, we will definitely need someone to take care of us."
"Recommend someone you trust to take care of this place." Murong Jingxuan turned around and looked at them with a smile on his face and said, "As long as you have good intentions, you can definitely recommend him to become the steward here."
Sikong Zhaoyu nodded after listening to Murong Jingxuan's words, "Such a candidate really needs to be carefully considered, otherwise we really won't know who is the suitable candidate when the time comes."
Sikong Zhaoya nodded in agreement.
When Sikong Zhaoya returned to Chengqian Palace, she saw Wei Sheng Ruiqin lying there lazily. She walked to Wei Sheng Ruiqin and held her hand, "Concubine, what's wrong with you?" , are you uncomfortable?"
Weisheng Ruiqin looked at Sikong Zhaoya and said with a smile, "Yaya, do you know? I dreamed about you. She has been unwilling to forgive me for so many years. I never thought that she could be in such a situation." I dreamed about her, mother-in-law, and thought she was about to die."
Sikong Zhaoya was about to speak after listening to Wei Sheng Ruiqin's words, when he heard her voice continue to come, "Yaya, after my mother's death, she should be buried here. I originally wanted to go back." I came to Nanchen to take a look, but your father is still sorry for this, so I have to pamper you for a while."
Listening to Wei Sheng Ruiqin's words, Sikong Zhaoya shook his head and said, "Queen Mother, you must not say such words. You must know what kind of blow such words will bring to us. You clearly know that this is not good. "
Looking at the expression on her face, Weisheng Ruiqin put her finger to her lips, signaling her to stop talking.
"Yaya, over the years, I have known that Emperor Xiaojing has always hated me very much. After all, I was the one who killed her grandmother. I know this matter well. I originally thought he would hate you, but I didn't expect him. I actually gave you the title of noble concubine, and even gave you an heir."
After Wei Sheng Ruiqin paused, she continued, "Yaya, Emperor Xiaojing is a good boy, just like his mother. I have always been sorry for my sister and them. If Yaya can, please help me." Take care of Emperor Xiaojing."
Sikong Zhaoya nodded after listening to Wei Sheng Ruiqin's words, "Concubine, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of Your Majesty. This is my duty."
"Also! No matter what problems the two people encounter, you have to discuss it with him, you know? I know that Emperor Xiaojing definitely doesn't like you in his heart, but after all, it is the mother who is more valuable than the son. I believe he will You will like this child in your belly very much, so you must give birth to this child!"
Sikong Zhaoya held my little baby Ruiqin's hand tightly and nodded, "Concubine, I will do it, you don't need to worry."
"Yaya, I really didn't expect that my Yaya has grown up and can reassure my mother and concubine." Weisheng Ruiqin looked at Sikong Zhaoya with a smile on her face.
After a pause, she said, "This child of Emperor Xiaojing should be as gentle as her mother, but I know very well that she is not your lover, because his gentleness will definitely only be directed at the people he likes. But you must not be too harsh on him."
Sikong Zhaoya shook his head after listening to her words, "Concubine, don't worry, no matter how His Majesty treats me, I will never hate him, just think of it as my atonement for you!"
Weisheng Ruiqin nodded after listening to Sikong Zhaoya's words, "You child, my mother and concubine never need you to forgive me. You have to know that no matter what happens, you are the only ex-con that my mother and concubine can't let go of. All in all, my mother-in-law hopes that you will live a safe life."
"Mother concubine, I will do it, I will definitely do it. You still have to watch the birth of this child. If you die, who will take care of me in the future!" Sikong Zhaoya looked at the micro-sheng Ruiqin and said willfully, " I don’t want you to die, Queen Mother, you will definitely not die. If you die, I will no longer be your daughter!”
Listening to Sikong Zhaoya's words, Weisheng Ruiqin smiled and shook her head, "Yaya, you are no longer a child. You have to know that everything is destined by fate. You can't be so willful."
"Concubine, you can't die! What will I do after you die! If Your Majesty bullies me, you won't be able to protect me!" Sikong Zhaoya held Wei Sheng Ruiqin's hand and cried, "Mother Concubine, please don’t die! I don’t want you to die, I hope we all have a good outcome.”
"Silly boy! The mother-in-law's body is very clear to the mother-in-law. It is no longer possible. It's a pity that she could not return to Nanchen to take a look until she died." Weisheng Ruiqin said and closed her eyes, "Yaya, Would you like to help my concubine dress up? My concubine wants to take a look at the sky over Huashan Mountain again."
Sikong Zhaoya nodded after listening to Weisheng Ruiqin's words, then helped Weisheng Ruiqin sit up and began to dress her up very seriously.
Weisheng Ruiqin said as if she didn't know what she was thinking of, "Yaya, my concubine seems to have never combed your hair before. How about you comb your hair this time?"
"Okay!" Sikong Zhaoya looked at Weisheng Ruiqin and nodded with a smile.
Looking at Sikong Zhaoya who was sitting in front of the mirror, Ruiqin, a micro-student, smiled and said, "One comb to the end, two combs to white hair to eyebrow level, three combs to fill the house with children."
But Sikong Zhaoya was already in tears at this time.
From now on, no one would help her comb her hair, or whisper this to her. Her mother-in-law was finally leaving at the most important time in her life.
(End of chapter)