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

"Your Highness, please don't make fun of me. My embroidery has never been good."

Murong Yi smiled fondly and said: "How could it be? There is no perfect person in this world, and it is impossible for anyone to be perfect in everything."

"Besides, there are so many embroiderers in the palace, and there is no shortage of you."

Lu Wanxi always felt warm in her heart when she heard what he said. "Um!"

Murong Yi put down his bellyband, touched her belly, and said to her: "You have worked hard these past few days, so don't do this. Be careful not to get tired."

Lu Wanxi snuggled into his arms naturally, then played with the jade ring in his hand and threw aside the needle and thread in his hand. "Is there something your Highness is hiding from me?"

"Yeah! But I really have to hide this from you. You don't have to pay attention to the affairs of the court. A Yu and I are here to take care of everything. Now you just need to worry about raising the baby."

"Can you tell me, is there any danger? Are you absolutely sure?"

"Of course there will be danger, and I am not completely sure, but I am [-]% sure. They have been waiting for so many years and will never give up easily, so you can rest assured."

Lu Wanxi can guess how well King Xiang is not in danger at all. Da Qi's military strength is strong. If he really wants to take action, how can King Xiang win? But she knew better that the purpose of his move was King Qi, not King Xiang.

"Ayi, the nightmare I had that day still appears in my mind from time to time. I'm really scared."

"With me by your side, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

"How is Father?"

Murong Yi let out a long sigh and said, "The imperial doctor said it's only been these two months."

"what?"

"I'm ready, and now is not the time to be sad. Wanxi, we have more important things to do."

Only at this moment did Lu Wanxi truly feel how much he had endured. When his father was seriously ill, he couldn't be sad or sad, because Daqi needed him and needed him to stabilize the situation.

Once the Holy Emperor dies, the country will not be without a king for a day. He will immediately ascend the throne and proclaim himself the emperor, and she will also become the queen.

"I see."

Lu Wanxi could feel how painful his heart was and said, "I will always be with Your Highness and will never leave Your Highness at any time."

"it is good!"

Qi Wangfu

Xie Jingyu and Qi King Murong Bing were discussing in the study. Xie Jingyu said: "The prince summoned a group of military officers a few days ago, and I don't know why."

"His Majesty is seriously ill. He must be afraid of causing turmoil, so he summoned him just now. It's not a big deal."

Xie Jingyu was very cautious and vigilant. Based on his understanding of Murong Yi and Murong Yu brothers, this matter was by no means that simple. "The Crown Prince thinks too simply. Our Crown Prince may seem to be kind, but with his methods and scheming, I am afraid that all of us put together may not be his match."

"You mean, he has heard something."

"That's not necessarily the case, but it doesn't matter to us. But he should already know about King Xiang's wolfish ambition. The mantis flutters at the cicada, and the oriole is behind. We will wait for King Xiang to see if he can break into the imperial city. If No, we will just stand still. If we really break into the imperial city, I don’t need to say anything more."

The King of Qi thought so too, otherwise with his little military strength, he would simply be hitting an egg against a stone.

"What Jing Yu said is right, let's do it."

After Xie Jingyu left, King Qi asked: "There is no news from Jingyang?"

"Several letters I sent out were returned intact."

"This dead girl, I raised her in vain."

After Princess Jingyang and Sheng Huaizhou went to Yangzhou, they lived their lives peacefully and no longer asked about the affairs of Yujing City. The couple now just want to live the simplest life and stay away from these right and wrongs.

"Let her go! Anyway, the Sheng family has no use value now."

The Sheng family provided them with a large amount of silver, forged weapons, and secretly transported them to Lingnan. Murong Ye has now ordered people to lead the refugees to start training.

"Success or failure depends on this, I hope God bless us."

princess mansion

Princess Anle has been waiting in the palace for many years. She left the palace and returned home this day.

Wang Yuebin knew that she was very tired, so he took the initiative to squeeze her shoulders and let her relax. "You must be exhausted these days!"

Princess Anle was indeed tired, but more importantly, she was sad. "My father is seriously ill and Prince Xiang is ready to take action. I don't even dare to think about the future..."

"Don't think too much, the emperor has arranged everything."

Princess Anle naturally believed in her two royal brothers. They were the smartest people in the world. But in her heart, she was still worried.

"If my father left us, I can't imagine how sad my mother and grandmother would be? That's my father!"

Princess Anle shed tears as she spoke. These days, when she was in the palace, she would secretly shed tears late at night.

Wang Yuebin held her in his arms and comforted her: "Even if my father really leaves us, he will still watch us silently in the sky. As long as we don't forget him, he will always be there."

"really?"

"Of course, everyone will have such a day. The end of life is death and leaving the world. We are no exception. All we can do is accept it."

Princess Anle has never experienced the grief of the death of a relative. He was born after the Holy Emperor ascended the throne, and she had no knowledge of the death of the late Emperor.

"I understand."

East Palace

That day Lu Hengsong came to the East Palace alone and wanted to see Lu Yanhua and his little nephew.

Lu Yanhua was so happy when she knew he was coming.

Lu Hengsong lay on the cradle and looked at Murong Jun in the cradle. His skin was as white as snow and he was so cute. "Second sister, she is so cute."

"This little guy is so noisy. Now that I see you, he is no longer noisy."

Murong Jun lay down very obediently, looking at Lu Hengsong with his little eyes motionless.

"Jun'er, remember, I am your uncle."

"They all say that my nephew is like my uncle. When I look at the little princess, I look a bit like the little marquis." Fuling said at the side.

Lu Yanhua took a closer look at the two of them and found that they looked a bit alike. "It's true, especially the nose, it's exactly the same."

Lu Hengsong was very excited and said excitedly: "Really?"

"Ok!"

Lu Hengsong gently touched her little face and said, "Jun'er, Xiao Jun'er, when you grow up, will your uncle teach you archery?"

Lu Yanhua chatted with him about home life, "Everything is fine at home!"

"Okay, don't worry, just sit back and relax."

"Where is Hengdong? How is he?"

"He has been asked by his grandmother to copy Buddhist scriptures recently, and he has no time to do anything."

"Copying Buddhist scriptures?"

"Yes! I don't know why, but I copied it for a while. My grandmother said that his mind was unstable, so she asked him to copy Buddhist scriptures to sharpen his mind."

Lu Yanhua felt that something was wrong. This would probably lead to the opposite.