Cannon fodder is an improper stepping stone for cubs [Quick Transmigration]

Because she was seriously ill since she was a child, the mother and concubine knelt in front of the Buddha for 49 days and prayed for the living beings to keep him by her side, so Shen Yijing really believed in these illusory things.

Since the dream said that this little chubby bird was sent to him because he had no chance of having an heir in this life, then it should be his child in this life.

Jiujiu froze as he wanted to lean over to kiss his father, and stared at his father suspiciously.

Something is not quite right, how could the emperor's father in this world be willing to believe that he is his cub so easily?

Don't try to fool him first, and then quietly throw him away after fooling him.

Thinking of this, Jiujiu stood there pretending to be an ordinary bird who didn't know anything.

Shen Yijing didn't dislike him, she gently rubbed his head with her fingertips.

"What should I call you?"

Afraid that her father would name her indiscriminately again, Jiujiu couldn't care less about reminding herself to cover it up, so she hurriedly said:

"Jiu Jiu ~ Shen Jiu!"

When he was just out of his shell, my father wanted to play tricks, saying that on the day he was born, a hundred birds came to the Heavenly Palace with flowers in their mouths to congratulate him on his birth, so he was called "Birthday".

At that time, Jiujiu didn't know how to speak, so she could only chirp vigorously, so she changed her name to the current Shen Jiu.

"Huh? You can still talk?"

Rao Shen Yijing had already made preparations before, but now she was still stunned when she heard Jiujiu speak.

Afterwards, he realized that this should be his heir in this life, which is not too unbelievable.

"It's Jiujiu."

"Okay, Jiujiu."

It was still a little cold in the early morning, only two windows were left in the house for ventilation, and the wind brought in made Shen Yijing cough twice.

Jiujiu heard her father coughing, and hastily patted the back of his hand with her little wings.

It was strange to say that it was obviously a small bird about the size of my finger, but it seemed that there was a hot current that soothed the itching in my throat through the contact place.

As soon as the sun came out, the people in the Cunchao Palace where Shen Yijing lived began to get busy, and the eunuch suddenly heard the sound of communication while cleaning.

"Concubine Jing is here."

In the hall, Shen Yijing was sitting on a slum, with a bowl of medicine in front of her, steaming from it, and she could feel the bitterness in it from such a long distance.

Although she has been drinking for so many years, Shen Yijing still doesn't like it, frowning and teasing the little bird.

Most people in the royal family matured early, and Shen Yijing knew early on that with his dilapidated body, he would never have a chance to marry a wife and have children in this life.

Under such a premise, the appearance of Jiujiu is completely a surprise.

Although it looks like a small bird with no hairs yet, Shen Yijing finds it cute no matter how he looks at it. When he is a little anxious to be provoked by himself, he is lying on the ground waving his paws to play tricks, seeing it I feel happy.

Until he suddenly heard the announcement from his concubine mother, he subconsciously picked up the medicine placed there and drank it all in one gulp.

The medicine is drunk, but the bitterness seems to be still attached to the throat, and it can go all the way to the tip of the heart.

The people in the palace pushed the door open, and when Concubine Jing came in, she could tell at a glance that the child was probably not taking medicine properly when she was away.

But today she was not in the mood to reprimand Shen Yijing, she quickly walked to the soft bed opposite Shen Yijing and sat down, her attention fell on the little bird next to him.

Shen Yijing hurriedly got down from the soft bed to greet her mother and concubine, vaguely aware that her mother and concubine did not look right today.

Although life in the palace is not good, the concubine mother has always wanted to maintain her pride, even if she just went for a stroll in the imperial garden, she had to take care of herself first.

But today, the hair seems to be combed in a hurry, and even the hairpin is inserted crookedly.

When the concubine mother came in, he heard the crisp sound of tassels colliding, everything was completely different from the concubine mother in his memory.

"Yijing, I had a dream yesterday."

When she said this, Concubine Jing turned her head and glanced at the nanny who was serving beside her, and the nanny took all the people who were serving in the room with her knowingly.

"God opened my eyes, and I recited scriptures and bowed to the Buddha every day, saying that I would like to give you something to keep you alive for a long time, and I am willing to understand that you are destined to have no children, so that he can always be by your side."

When Shen Yijing heard this, she subconsciously looked at the little chubby bird who was sitting there secretly drinking her own tea, and her expression gradually became serious.

"Mother and concubine, to be honest, I... had such a dream last night."

Both mother and son had roughly the same dreams, it was really hard for Shen Yijing not to believe it.

When the two of them were puzzled, Jiujiu also felt that his head was full of question marks, subconsciously thinking that this matter might have something to do with Xingjun.

Except Xing Jun, no one is willing to bother so much, just to help him gain a firm foothold in this world as soon as possible.

Jiujiu took another sip of his father's tea secretly, thinking that when he goes back later, he will definitely not deliberately bully Xingjun like before.

Pulling Xingjun's beard while Xingjun was asleep, that was what the childish little Jiujiu did in the past, now he is a mature Shen Jiu, and will talk to Xingjun first before stealing the jelly beans refined by Xingjun to eat say hi.

"If that's the case, then it would be great."

"Mother, I felt much more comfortable when I slept last night, and this little bird crawled to my chest in the middle of the night."

Concubine Jing heard this morning that the palace servants came to report that she didn't hear His Highness the Eighth Highness coughing much last night.

"Okay, okay."

After that dream, Concubine Jing couldn't sit still, and didn't go to greet the queen, and even kept urging her when the maid combed her hair.

Now that I came here, I saw that Shen Yijing's face was indeed a little more bloody than before, so he took a sip of tea.

"What's his name? Come and let me see."

Jiujiu subconsciously felt that Concubine Jing was talking about herself, so she shook her body and tidied her hair, walked up to Concubine Jing and sat down in as obedient a posture as possible.

"Chirp~"

"Mother, his name is Jiujiu."

"Shen Jiu, that sounds good."

Jiujiu nodded perfunctorily, that must be good, and he thought so too, after all, it was the name he chose at the beginning.

"You look cute, but you like gold? A few days ago, your uncle ordered someone to bring over something. He said that it was a bell that he bought by chance when he went to the Western Regions to find a famous doctor. It was only the size of a thumb."

"I originally thought that maybe after you got married in the future, I could give it to your concubine as a reward. Looking at it now, it's just right to give it to Jiujiu."

No matter how many imperial physicians concluded that her child would not live to be 20 years old, Concubine Jing herself still did not want to believe it. As long as there was a glimmer of hope, she wanted to keep her child by her side.

Not only her, but also her mother's elder brother and nephew.

Although she is destined to have no children now, she can live longer, which is already the best result for her.

In the final analysis, what Concubine Jing cares most about is her children, Shen Yijing's safe growth is more important to her than anything else.

As soon as Jiujiu heard that there was a gift for herself, she hurriedly stretched out her little wings, and found that the grandma had been staring at his father, and was shaking her clothes with her claws.

Attracted by the movement, Concubine Jing lowered her head to look at it. The small wings handed to her were fluffy, and the fluff on them was still shaking when the wind blew.

"Hey, is this what you want? You're so smart, go, go back to the palace with grandma, you can choose what is in the warehouse."

When Shen Yijing heard this sentence, she subconsciously wanted to refuse for his family, but before he could speak, Jiujiu fluttered her little wings and flew to grandma's shoulder to sit down.

Clinging her head to grandma, the clear chirping sound made Concubine Jing feel better involuntarily.

"Let's go, Yijing, you also come with me. A few days ago, your uncle and grandpa sent a lot of things, and you also asked me to make clothes for you. Let's go and see what you like."

Originally, she had planned to send it over a long time ago, but because Shen Yijing had another illness some time ago, she was all focused on the child's illness.

Shen Yijing hurriedly stood up and bowed slightly to salute, and said that she was following behind the concubine mother.

Under normal circumstances, Shen Yijing would not leave the palace, a gust of wind could make him ill again.

It was a rare good day today, and the sun shone warmly on him.

The imperial garden is very quiet now, all the concubines have to go to pay their respects to the queen at this point, Concubine Jing will go there if she is interested, but most of the time she is too lazy to go.

No matter how presumptuous she is in the harem, the emperor dare not touch her.

In the beginning, when she was a [-]-year-old girl in Huaichun, there were days when she obediently went to pay her respects every day because she was afraid that the emperor would be angry.

How could she fail to see that the emperor's handwriting was behind everything that happened during her pregnancy.

After my heart is cold, I feel a lot more comfortable doing many things.

Now she just wants to let herself and Yijing live well in the palace, and pray for relatives outside the palace to do the same. As for other things, she doesn't dare to think about it now, and she can't think about it.

Jiujiu sat on grandma's shoulder, poking her head to have a look. This is the most beautiful grandma he has ever seen. She is dressed in a light blue palace dress, and most of the hairpin tassels are of this color.

The face is not absolutely beautiful, but it has a quiet and gentle scent of books, which makes Jiujiu wish to fly over to hang out with grandma.

After arriving at Concubine Jing's palace, Jiujiu first stared at the high point held by the palace man. The workmanship was so exquisite that he could smell the fragrance from far away.

"Jiujiujiu, Daddy will get one for Jiujiu."

Shen Yijing, who was following behind her concubine, heard these words, and subconsciously glanced at the pastries in the direction Jiujiu's wings were pointing.

Concubine Jing also noticed Jiujiu's small movements, and the maid beside her asked the palace man who was carrying the pastry to come over, and she personally took a small piece of pastry and fed it to Jiujiu's mouth.

"But do you want to eat this?"

"Chirp~"