Destiny in this life: Sisterly love is deep and dreams are sweet

"There are very few women who will not feel heartache in this life. No matter how painful it is, you will grow up and understand everything."

"Does it have to be like this? The eldest emperor brother and the four emperor brothers have all found happiness, why is it so difficult for me?"

Not to mention how much Princess Anle envied Wanxi Yanhua. She envied them for getting all the love from their husbands and only having her in their eyes and hearts.

Anle wants to have such a love, she really wants it.

"Mother, don't you know how much I envy Wanxi Yanhua?"

The queen hugged her and comforted her: "My mother will definitely make your wish come true."

Not only Princess Anle was envious, but the Queen herself was even more envious. And Cui Jingwan also envied them, envied them for getting the love of their husbands and living a sweet and happy life.

In the royal family, it is indeed enviable to have such a love.

East Palace

Lu Wanxi has been embroidering bellybands for her children recently. She has already embroidered several, but she is not very satisfied with them.

When Murong Yi came back, he saw that she was still embroidering a bellyband. He walked over and picked one up. There was a little tiger embroidered on it. Although it didn't look like it, he could still recognize it.

Lu Wanxi knew that she was not good at embroidery, so when she came here, she practiced hard and finally achieved this result.

"My embroidery is not good, please don't laugh at me, Your Highness."

"pretty good."

"I know how good my embroidery skills are, please don't lie to me, Your Highness."

Murong Yi sat next to her and said with a smile: "How can anyone be perfect? ​​You are so good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you are just a little bit bad at embroidery!"

"Yes! But I didn't find anything your Highness can't do. Your Highness is perfect in my heart."

Murong Yi touched her belly from behind and said, "Of course I have shortcomings. My archery, riding, and martial arts are not as good as A Yu's."

"But His Highness is not inferior to other princes. His Highness is the best among all the sons of the father. Who in the government and the public is not convinced?"

"Your Highness must have put in a lot of hard work, otherwise he wouldn't be here today."

Murong Yi has been busy every day since he can remember, busy learning various things, and has been working hard to become an excellent prince, and even more so, to become an excellent emperor.

In the past 20 years, everything he did every day was for the sake of the king, and he sacrificed everything in order to become the prince in everyone's eyes.

"Your Highness must be very tired!"

Murong Yi had a wry smile on his face. He was naturally tired, but he couldn't say he was tired.

"Except for Queen Mother and A Yu, no one has asked me if I am tired? You are the first one."

"How could your Highness not be tired?" Lu Wanxi felt tired even during the college entrance examination. She studied so many things and did so many questions every day.

But Murong Yi has more things to learn, the Six Arts of a Gentleman, so many things to learn, and each one must be learned well.

How could this not be tiring?

Now he is even more involved in government affairs and has to watch memorials for the saint every day.

"I'm tired! But I don't want to live up to their expectations. I carry the expectations of many people, and everyone places their treasure on me. They all firmly believe that I will become a wise king and sit on the supreme position."

"Your Highness has me now, and I don't want His Highness to be so tired. You can't finish reading the memorial, so Your Highness also needs to have a good rest."

"With you, no matter how tired I am, it's all worth it."

Lu Wanxi snuggled into his arms, put down her needle and thread, and said, "I will feel bad."

"As long as you feel sorry for me, I won't be so tired."

"Then I will feel very sorry for Your Highness."

"Yeah! You want to feel more sorry for me."

Lu Wanxi raised her head and kissed him on the face.

Murong Yi hugged her tighter and said, "With you by my side, I don't feel tired at all."

"Am I so good?"

"Awesome, the most awesome."

"By the way, what about An Le's marriage? What if my father doesn't agree to the marriage?"

Murong Yi didn't want her to worry about this, so he comforted her: "You! Don't think about anything now, don't care about anything, just raise the baby honestly and give birth to the baby safely. As for other things, just leave it to me. "

"Ok!"

"Okay, let's eat!"

"it is good!"

At night, Princess Anle sat on the swing of Weiyang Palace for a ride. It was already midsummer, and the night wind was very cool.

She used to love swinging the most, but tonight, there was no trace of joy on her face.

Recalling the dinner, her father did not agree to her marrying Wang Yuebin. She is really afraid that she will marry someone else. She is afraid that if she marries someone else, she will go crazy.

"I will never marry anyone else, no way."

Before the queen fell asleep, she heard from the palace people that Princess Anle was playing on the swing here.

The queen came out wearing a windbreaker and walked closer to see her baby daughter crying.

Her heart ached immediately. When Princess Anle saw her mother, she was about to get up and said, "No need."

Princess Anle moved to the left side of the swing, leaving a vacant seat, and the queen then sat down.

Princess Anle leaned on the queen's shoulders like she did when she was a child.

"Queen Mother, can I really not marry Wang Yuebin?"

The Queen comforted him: "If your father believed that Wang Yuebin would not be interested in King Qi, everything might still be possible."