Song Song rarely cares about outside affairs in the palace, but in his current capacity, it is not difficult to inquire about anything.
No wonder Li Yang didn't come to attend the little prince's full moon ceremony this time. It turned out that he was ill. He hadn't been out since he left Gongjian Mansion. Lingering sickbed.
What Song Song didn't know was that Li Yang in his previous life actually sent a letter of repentance to Li Xiao. He died of illness and lived in shame and self-blame before his death. He couldn't accept that his mother killed his relatives. Brother's mother, it is precisely because of this letter that Li Xiao is uncertain about his choice this time.
He was still unwilling to answer Li Yang in his heart, just like Song Song was angry with him, but in his heart, there might not be so much blame anymore.
In other words, it's one thing for Li Xiao to ignore Li Yang all his life, but he wouldn't want to see him die.
Song Song doesn't need to ask for an order to leave the palace, but he has always been a well-behaved person, so every time he goes out, he will report to Li Xiao, so that he can easily grasp his whereabouts.
But this time, he didn't pass Li Xiao, and went to Li Yang's mansion by car to visit him in person.
I thought it was an exaggeration for the person who spread the news to say that he was lingering on the sick bed, but Song Song found that he had indeed lost a lot of weight when he got there. The weather transitioned from summer to autumn, and an autumn wind caused him to fall again.
Song Song sat at a distance from him, sat down on the chair, and said softly, "What's the disease, can the imperial doctor have a solution?"
Li Yang said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, I'm worried about Lao Huang's sister-in-law."
"Your Majesty misses you very much."
Li Yang's smile restrained a bit, his lips trembled, and he said, "Brother Huang..."
"He's been busy these days, so let me come and see you, and about going to Pingzhou, he still has something to tell you."
"He… would like to talk to me?"
"Where can my brothers have overnight feuds?" Song Song said with relief: "You take good care of yourself, don't worry too much."
He now lives in the palace, where is his identity, even if he leaves the palace, it is not convenient to stay for a long time, so he exchanged a few words and walked out, but he happened to meet Li Qing in front of the door, and after saluting, Song Song asked him: "Do you know he What kind of disease is this?"
"The imperial doctor said that it is a heart disease, and it is not easy to treat."
"I said before, don't let him take it to heart."
"Your Majesty is not someone who can speak softly. My brother went to beg him and wanted him to talk to the third brother, but he didn't agree..." Li Qing paused and said, "I'm worried now that the third brother's The body is not as good as the day, I'm afraid..."
According to Li Xiao, Li Yang estimates that he will live for two more years at most.
Song Song said, "Actually, His Majesty didn't blame him."
"But his indifference is no different from blaming the third brother." Li Qing said, and then smiled again: "The third brother is indeed guilty. The crime should not be born in the royal family, but in the womb of the Qin queen."
Song Song didn't know what to do. Intellectually, he knew that Li Yang was innocent, but emotionally, he felt that Li Xiao did the right thing, and it was reasonable that he didn't want to get close to Li Yang.
When he returned, Li Xiao really followed up on his whereabouts.
In fact, Li Xiao knew exactly where he was going, but when he wanted to ask, Song Song honestly said, "I'm going to see Ayang."
"You are a sister-in-law, what's the point of going to see the uncle alone?"
"..." Song Song's mouth twitched: "What are you losing your temper?"
Li Xiao looked at him for a moment and said, "Come here."
Song Song had no choice but to walk towards him, and he took advantage of the situation to be held in his arms. The man said, "Next time I go out, I want to say hello to me."
Song Songbai glanced at him, and Li Xiao had so many eyeliners under his hand. From the time he walked out, he knew where he was going and what he was going to do, otherwise he wouldn't even be able to get out of the palace gate.
But on the surface, he still said: "I remember."
Another obedient and soft gesture.
After that resistance, he realized that Song Song's soft temper was really commendable, and he was very endearing: "How is he?"
"I told him that His Majesty would go to see him in person after two days of work."
Li Xiao's face sank as expected: "Who told you to say that?"
"Didn't I look at him pitifully? You didn't see him, he was all thin and out of shape. How long has the father been gone? If I knew it, I'm afraid I'd blame you for not taking good care of my brother. I'm also thinking of your majesty."
He had a look of 'it's all for your own good', and plausible, Li Xiao pinched his face, smiled, didn't want to blame, said: "Dare to make decisions for me without authorization, it's really daring."
What audacity, he just followed Li Xiao's will. Although he is not a bad person, he is not a nosy person either. If Li Xiao hadn't shown that he didn't want Li Yang to die, he wouldn't have gone into this muddy water.
Knowing to know, he did not point out: "Then I have said everything, if you don't go to see him, my face as a queen is probably lost."
"Do you still want face?"
"Isn't my face related to His Majesty's face?"
Li Xiao couldn't say anything about him, and Song Song said again: "I see that the fifth brother and the third brother have a very good relationship. If he goes to Pingzhou, I am afraid that the fifth brother will also go with him."
"He did go in the dream."
"Even if it's not for Ayang, the fifth brother is also a talented person. Wouldn't it be a pity if he was left in Pingzhou like this?"
Li Xiao sighed, hugged him gently, and said after a while, "Zhen and him will never go back to the past."
Song Song hugged him back.
He can actually understand Li Xiao's feelings. He doesn't want to talk to Li Yang. It has nothing to do with blame or blame, just because he can't get over the hurdle in his heart, but he also doesn't want to see Li Yang die.
"For my sake, go see him when you have time, okay?"
Li Xiao said, "Then look at Song'er's face."
Song Song didn't know whether Li Xiao really went to see Li Yang, but he could vaguely think that even if Li Xiao went, he must be cold and indifferent and wouldn't say anything heartfelt.
But as long as Li Xiao showed a little concern, it would be a life-saving straw for Li Yang.
He especially instructed the Taiyuan Hospital to pay more attention to his situation, and as for himself, he took care of the little prince wholeheartedly.
He went to court with Li Xiao in the morning, and came back together in the next day.
The little baby of this age is the same every day, with bright eyes like stars, completely different from adults, and stretches his tendons and raises his claws at every turn. According to Mammy, he keeps stretching because he wants to grow his body.
Song Song witnessed his growth with his own eyes, and could not wait to draw his appearance every day so as to remember him in the future.
"This child eats, sleeps, sleeps, eats, and doesn't play with people every day."
"I think his eyes are more and more like His Majesty."
"I got some goat milk to feed him yesterday, but he was very happy to drink it. It's a good thing that the child is not picky eaters."
"Your Majesty, do you think Xin'er is very good? It's very good to support her."
…
Most of the conversations between Song Song and Li Xiao turned into children.
Another day, Song Song walked towards the apse with easy steps, but Li Xiao changed his style of criticizing books in the apse, and followed him all the way to the inner room of the apse.
The two changed their robes, Song Song personally helped him take off the crown, and said, "Aren't you busy today?"
Li Xiao ignored him, turned his face and picked up the baby himself. Song Song blinked, watching him carry the child to the bed and sat down to tease, and said, "Just leave it to me to take care of the child."
Li Xiao still ignored him, not only ignoring him, but also sleeping with the child in his arms that night.
Song Song was a little stunned. He didn't understand why he was so interested in the baby all of a sudden. Looking at his serious appearance, he wondered if the madness had been committed again, so the paranoid energy also came up.
"Press him carefully." While sleeping, Song Song looked worried and said, "Why don't you put him between us, okay?"
Li Xiao glanced at him and slept with the child in his arms.
Song Song: "..."
So what am I doing wrong again
Li Xiao looked sideways at the little guy lying in the swaddle. His eyes were round and bright, his mouth and gums were pink and tender, and his cheeks were as soft as tofu. Li Xiao raised his hand, and he immediately stretched it out. Little claws to grab.
His fingers were thin and small. They were hidden in his long sleeves. He thought he was afraid of freezing. He grabbed one of Li Xiao's fingers and felt that his eyes were very similar to Song Song's.
Suddenly there was another movement behind him, Song Song propped himself up to look at it quietly, and said softly, "Your Majesty?"
"I don't want to see you."
"… what happened to me?"
"It's enough for me to have a little prince. Tomorrow, the queen will move out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
Song Song was stunned: "Ke Xiner was born to me..."
"Your role ends here."
"… "
The next second, his waist was kicked hard by Song Song: "Try another word!"
Li Xiao calmly said: "Your role ends here."
Song Song jumped over him to hug his son, Li Xiao held it tight, and the two stood at a stalemate for a moment, then Song Song opened his mouth: "The child is mine."
"its mine."
"I was born."
Li Xiao looked at his delicate face and said, "I raised you."
"You..." Song Song saw the baby's face full of innocence and confusion, and suddenly became discouraged, and said, "Why are you crazy?"
"What do you think?" Li Xiao said, "Have you forgotten your queen's responsibilities during this time?"
"I don't have it." Song Song recalled that a queen in his district lingered in the court and the harem every day, almost half of the emperor. If this can still be called forgetting responsibility, then what is responsibility
"You should be my queen first, and the little prince's mother second, but look at yourself, what have you done? I have been waiting since you were pregnant with him, but I didn't see him until he was born. You have fulfilled half of your responsibilities, and you should ask yourself, although I sleep with you every day, how is it different from staying alone in an empty room?"
"..." Song Song never thought he was referring to this. He was stunned for a while and said, "I, I don't know if I can..."
"I asked Ji Ying, and he said it would be 40 days after giving birth, but you don't take me seriously at all."
"I… "
"I won't listen to your explanation."
"..." Song Song lay down silently behind him, staring at the back of his head. He could see a bit of stubbornness, a bit of displeasure, and a bit of resentment. He suddenly couldn't help laughing, blushing slightly. Face said: "But I'm worried..."
Li Xiao didn't move, Song Song said loudly, "I don't want to have any more children."
Having one child is enough. If he hadn't seen that scene with his own eyes in his previous life, he wouldn't have such an obsession with the child.
Thinking of this, Song Song's eyes narrowed slightly again. But this idea coincided with Li Xiao, he said: "I have some ideas for this matter."
He pulled out a thin booklet from his chest and said, "Look at it."
Song Song took it over suspiciously, and his face suddenly flushed as soon as his eyes fell on it.
"Because of your secret technique of giving birth, I feel that there must be secret techniques for avoiding children in this world. After researching it, I found that most secret techniques of giving birth are performed by a pillow under your waist. If it's the other way around, Song'er will sit on her own..."
He looked at Song Song sideways and said, "Is there some truth?"
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Cowardly: ... with your head.