Glory to the ancestors

Osmanthus osmanthus tiptoed back to Li Yun's tent, and saw the little eunuch accompanying Li Yun curled up beside the bed, already asleep.

He looked around, found a small blanket to drape over him, and sat beside him.

The servants around the emperor are not doing well at all, Mu Xi thought, raising her head to look at Li Yun who was sleeping soundly.

Li Yun's head was tied with a white cloth that was slightly oozing with blood. He actually looked a bit like Li Huan, but he was not as good-looking as Li Huan.

Compared with Rongzhen, it is also worse.

Why did you think of Rong Zhen again?

The sweet-scented osmanthus hugged her knees and looked at the upper of her shoe, which was embroidered with a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus, which Jiang Yuhan embroidered for him.

When Rong Zhen first picked him up, he was not in a hurry to name him, and kept calling him "Waer", "Waer".

Later, Yang Jin couldn't stand it anymore, she couldn't name her, and the child would never grow up.

Only then did Rong Zhen start to think of a name for the sweet-scented osmanthus.

At that time, he, Li Huan, and Yang Jin were sitting together. Li Huan held Yang Jin's back with his hand, fearing that he would fall off after sitting cross-legged on the round stool.

Rong really thought about it, "This is my baby, and his surname is Rong."

"He didn't say he wanted to be part of your family." Li Huan yawned and glanced at Yang Jin, "It's troublesome, what does this child have to do with you?"

Yang Jin tapped the little nose of the child on the table, "My name is Yang Jin, which means Hibiscus flower, do you want to be called Sophora flower?"

"Huadu is the name of a little girl," Rong Zhen shook his head, "It's a boy anyway."

Ok?

Yang Jin turned her head sideways, no matter how she thought about it, she felt that these words were strange.

Li Huan snorted through his nose, "What's wrong with being called a flower, Ya."

Yang Jin nodded repeatedly.

"The name of the flower," Rong Zhen muttered.

Seeing Rong Zhen's serious look, Yang Jin was a little bored, and pressed her face next to the baby, making funny faces to make the baby happy.

Wa'er grinned and clapped her hands together.

Seeing the two of them like this, Li Huan finally regained some energy, "How about asking His Highness to give you a name?"

"Your Highness, save yourself." Rong Zhen hurriedly stopped him, "He is not a high-ranking official, so he doesn't need this blessing."

Li Huan snorted, thinking, do you think I really want to use this brain?

Rong Gan was already a half-grown boy at this time, standing far away, squinting at these dwarfs, looking serious, shaking his head, "I am just a child, and I am still acting very serious."

The result was as he expected, the wet nurse had fed the baby twice, and none of the three people could think of a name.

Rong Zhen sent the other two away, hugged the baby himself, and looked at his face.

Wa'er smiled, put her face on Rong Zhen's chest, narrowed her eyes and fell asleep.

He was much fatter than when he was just picked up. Rong Zhen struggled to hold him, so he raised his hand and supported him.

The heat and the smell of milk from the baby reassured him. It was just autumn, and the sweet-scented osmanthus was in full bloom. When a gust of wind blew, the sky was full of petals, and the two of them fell on each other.

Rong Zhen said while picking the petals on the baby's body, "Osmanthus fragrans, sweet-scented osmanthus, okay?"

Not knowing if Osmanthus really heard it, the corners of her mouth curled up in her sleep.

"You haven't slept yet?" Li Yun opened his eyes, "I'm in pain."

Osmanthus osmanthus stood up quickly, moved to Li Yun's side, lifted his head, looked at his wound, and shook his head, meaning the wound was fine.

"Then why does it hurt so much?" Li Yun blinked hard, feeling that not only the wound, but the entire scalp was swollen.

The sweet-scented osmanthus shook her head, then pointed to the door, wanting to find the imperial physician.

"Don't go out, stay here with me." Li Yun said again.

"Do you want to enter the palace with me?" He asked Osmanthus fragrans.

One needs to cleanse oneself when serving in the palace. Osmanthus osmanthus shakes her head subconsciously when she thinks that Yang Jin told her this.

"It's not like I want to eat you." Li Yun smiled at the exaggerated reaction of the sweet-scented osmanthus, "I just think you're very funny."

fun?

Li Yun closed his eyes, "You know, I have always envied you."

"The four of you are always together, and you share everything..." Li Yun's tone was a little naive, "Even if you give me one, a friend is fine."

Osmanthus osmanthus knew what happened to Li Yun, but it's no one's fault. Li Huan sometimes wanted to take his younger brother with him, but the current queen mother, the imperial concubine at the time, couldn't even get Li Huan close to Li Yun, let alone together.

He pursed his lips and looked at Li Yun, not knowing how to comfort him.

"The queen mother said that the emperor should be alone, and any preference will only become a weakness." Li Yun rested his forearm on his eyes, "But I am also a human being."

After a while, Li Yun finally said, "I will let you go back to Rong Zhen."

In fact, he called the sweet-scented osmanthus here just to remind Rong Zhen, and he didn't want to really annoy him, "But can you come to see me twice a month, like the time to enjoy the flowers, like now, listen Shall I talk?"

Osmanthus exhaled and nodded.

Li Yun said softly, "That's all right."

Osmanthus osmanthus didn't understand at this time, the things he took for granted were extravagant for many people.