The legitimate daughter is reborn and the fake Bai Lian is completely panicked

In the swaying carriage, Murong Che gently stroked Shen Mi's eyebrows, and his slender fingers gently fell on her cheek.

"Mi'er."

He called softly, and Shen Mi woke up from her drowsiness.

She opened her eyes and saw a familiar figure appear in front of her blurry vision.

"Murong Che."

Shen Mi rubbed her eyes and got up from his arms.

"How did you come?"

Murong Che raised his eyebrows and asked: "What do you think?"

He reached out and grabbed Shen Mi's wrist, looking at her with deep eyes.

"Do you know how big a risk you are taking today?"

Shen Mi curled her lips: "Am I not safe now?"

"You're angry?"

Murong Che said: "That was how you were at the Qionghua Banquet in Yanjing."

"In order to calculate, he completely disregarded his own safety."

“It’s the same today.”

"The medicine you took before entering the palace had some effect on your body after all."

Shen Mi had a smile on her lips. Seeing Murong Che's serious look, she approached him gently.

"What effect does the drug have?"

Murong Che reached out and held her waist, allowing her to sit steadily on his knees.

"You and I will have more than just Yu'er as a child in the future."

"I thought, it would be great if we had a daughter."

"You can't take medicine casually now."

"You went through so many hardships to give birth to Yu'er over the years, so your body must have been damaged."

"Now, how can you take medicine casually?"

Shen Mi coughed twice, then reached out and held a strand of Murong Che's silver thread in her hand.

"How can the Fourth Master be sure that the next child will be a daughter?"

"I am not pregnant yet."

"What if they are all sons?"

Murong Che leaned back slightly and pulled Shen Mi to lie on top of him.

The faint fragrance of the girl's hair lingered in the air.

Murong Che curled his lips slightly and said: "In the future, it must be a daughter."

The wobbly carriage finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When Murong Che sent Shen Mi into Yajunxuan, Yu'er had already fallen asleep.

He sat in front of the bed, looking at Yu'er quietly and stroking his little face gently.

Yu'er woke up at some point, reached out to grab Murong Che's wrist, and rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Daddy, don't leave."

Murong Che tucked the quilt in for him and whispered, "A real man should sleep alone."

"You are almost three years old now."

"Starting tomorrow, you are not allowed to stay in your mother's bed."

Yu'er pouted: "Why? I want my mother."

"Daddy doesn't spend the whole day with me, and he won't let me sleep with mom."

Murong Che's face was calm and he placed his little hand under the quilt.

"I'll come and keep you company another day. Daddy has some things to take care of tonight."

"Starting tomorrow, go to sleep in another room."

Yu'er remained silent, turned over and turned his head towards the wall.

It's kind of funny when that puffy little face gets angry.

After Shen Mi fell asleep, Murong Che got up and went to the study in the Prime Minister's Mansion to discuss the matter of Prince Changling's visit to the capital.

At midnight, Murong Che came out of the prime minister's study, left the prime minister's residence and went straight to the envoy's post station.

The next day, the news that the Queen was banished to the cold palace by Emperor Li quickly reached Shen Mi's ears.

At the same time, the news that Prince Changling was still alive gradually spread throughout the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

Emperor Li was resting in his bedroom when he heard Wang Decai's voice outside.

"His Majesty!"

Li Di opened his eyes and said solemnly: "What happened again?"

Wang Decai: "Your Majesty, something big has happened!"

Li Di was impatient: "Come in and tell me."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Decai pushed open the door of the bedroom and saw Emperor Li lying on the couch with a bad look on his face, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"What's the matter?" asked Emperor Li.

"explain."

Wang Decai said: "Your Majesty, it is now widely rumored in Kyoto that His Royal Highness Prince Changling may still be alive."

"What?" Li Di's face changed and he immediately got up from the couch.

"He's been dead for so long, how could he still be alive?"

"I just don't believe that he can come back to life?"

Wang Decai said: "The people in Kyoto have spread the news, saying... that Prince Changling has returned."

"Speak..." Wang Decai hesitated.

Emperor Li said: "Why are you stuttering? What are you afraid of? Just speak when I tell you to!"

Wang Decai said with some difficulty: "The people of Kyoto all say that His Royal Highness Prince Changling is the orthodox ruler of the Li Kingdom."

"There are also rumors that your majesty... is not the bloodline of the previous emperor."

"If Prince Changling were still alive, I'm afraid the people would definitely lean towards him."

As soon as Wang Decai finished speaking, Li Di's face twisted with anger and he threw the tea set on the table to the ground.

"Who started this? You are so bold as to question my identity!"

"Who in Kyoto is spreading rumors? Whoever spreads my order must die!"

Wang Decai wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves.

He trembled and said, "Your Majesty, it is still unclear who spread these things, and we can't catch the specific person."

"However, this seems to be related to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Prime Minister?" Emperor Li frowned.

"Okay, Prime Minister Ji, I've been too tolerant of him!"

He looked at Wang Decai and said, "Go and check it out."

"If this really came from his mouth, I don't need to keep him."

"It's time to discipline the civil and military officials in the court."

"Three days later, I will kill a chicken to scare the monkeys in the court."

"Let those people know the consequences of disobeying me."

Wang Decai bowed his head: "Yes, Your Majesty."

Ji family.

In Yajun Pavilion, when Shen Mi packed up Yu'er and sent him to Mr. Gu to learn calligraphy, Ziying came in from the outer courtyard.

"Miss, Madam asked you and the young master to pack up today. We will go to Jingguan Temple to pray for blessings later."

"Pray for blessings?" Shen Mi frowned.

"Just going to pray, is there anything else?"

Ziying shook his head: "Nothing happened."

"Madam said that Miss has been back to the Prime Minister's Mansion for such a long time, but has not been to Jingguan Temple once, so she wants to take Miss and the young master to Jingguan Temple."

"In previous years, when we went to Jingguan Temple to pray, Madam would only bring the women in the mansion with her."

"This year, I heard that both the Master and the Prime Minister are going."

Shen Mi frowned, as if she felt that this prayer might not be that simple.

Could it be that there is something else?

His expression was calm as he looked up at Ziying.

"I understand. Go tell Mr. Tong that Yu'er needs to take a day off today."

"Tomorrow, I will study and practice calligraphy with you again."

Ziying nodded: "Yes, Miss."

"Slave girl, go and fetch the young master right away."

After Ziying left, Shen Mi picked out clothes from the cabinet in the side room, put on a purple veil, and then went out.

Yu'er had already been given a new set of clothes by Ziying and Siqin.

As soon as the little guy saw Shen Mi, he rushed into Shen Mi's arms.

"Mom, I'm so tired."

"Daddy said yesterday that I'm not allowed to sleep next to you anymore."

Shen Mi said: "Your father is right. You are grown up now and it's time for you to sleep by yourself."

She picked up Yu'er from the ground and walked towards the front hall.

"Today, let's go up the mountain to pray for blessings, okay?"

"Please pray that your great-grandfather's illness will heal quickly."

Yu'er asked: "Who is the great-grandfather?"

Shen Mi said: "Your father's grandfather."

When Shen Mi arrived at the front hall of the Ji family, Ji Rou gave her a signaling look and got on the carriage with a group of female relatives.

Prime Minister Ji and Yu Zi'an got on another carriage and headed for Jingguan Temple on the outskirts of Kyoto.

In the carriage, Shen Mi reached out and drew aside the curtain, and saw that at the end of the group, there was a very inconspicuous carriage following behind them.

Shen Mi asked: "Aunt, who is in that carriage?"