After falling in love with the emperor at first sight, I became the queen

An Liulin hugged him and walked a little farther, came to the side of the tree, looked at him: "Madam, why are you crying? If you really don't want to go back, I'll ask someone to turn around, and we can go back to An Mansion."

An Jingyun shook his head and did not agree.

An Liulin was really helpless, An Jingyun kept crying like this, and he didn't say why, what should he do?After thinking for a while, he put him down, leaned over and looked at him slightly: "Madam, you have to tell me, why are you crying? Huh?"

An Jingyun cried until the tip of his nose turned red, An Liulin was close to him, and when he said such a sentence in front of him, he saw his ears move slightly, it was very cute.

What are you crying for?

An Jingyun thought about it for a while, and he didn't know what he thought of. He choked up and answered him: "I miss my mother, I miss my brother..."

It turned out to be because of this.

An Liulin sighed, and led him to walk slowly: "My wife, don't forget that there is also a mother in the Hou's mansion. If you only think about your own mother, then the mother will be sad when she finds out."

He was talking about Mrs. Hou. Mrs. Hou was also very kind to An Jingyun. When she left, Mrs. Hou also looked reluctant. When he went back to the Hou Mansion this time, he didn't know if Mrs. Hou would still give birth to him. gas.

Thinking about it this way, An Jingyun felt a little guilty and anxious. Mrs. Hou looked kind and easy to get along with, but I heard that if he got angry, even Lord Hou couldn't control him.

"What's wrong?" An Liulin felt that An Jingyun was holding his hand and shook it nervously, and his eyes fell on him, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

An Jingyun shook his head, buried his head lowly, and after a while he choked out a few voices: "Tell me, will your mother be angry with me..."

"An Jingyun." An Liulin called him by his full name, and his tone was even a little serious. An Jingyun, who had been coaxed by him for the past few months, didn't realize it for a while, and looked up at him blankly, and let out an ah.Mountain.And three ta.

"That's my mother, and also your mother, why do you still separate us like this?" An Liulin stopped and looked at him, "If you do this again, I will..." He stopped talking.

It's not that he didn't know what to say, but that An Jingyun approached him, stretched out his hand and pulled his skirt, buried his head on his shoulder consciously, and said, "I see, don't be angry, don't be angry with me..."

It took quite a while for An Liulin to realize that this was the first time An Jingyun acted like a baby to him in the past few months. I have to say, it was very helpful, and the depression just disappeared immediately.

An Liulin stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his shoulders a little stiffly, comforted him a few times with complicated expressions, and began to coax him again: "Okay, okay, I'm not hurting you, I'm just talking about something, I can hear you by this title." It’s fine, but don’t let mother hear it, he will be sad, okay?”

An Jingyun couldn't be more obedient, nodded his head, hummed, then looked up at him again, and said, "I'm hungry."

An Liulin smiled, took him to the car again, asked people to prepare the food, and then hurried on.

The carriage traveled on the road for more than half a month, and finally arrived at the Southern Region. The people of the Hou Mansion had been waiting for a long time, and the servant who delivered the message had already run three times from the gate of the Hou Mansion to the inner hall.

"Oh, why haven't they come back—" Mrs. Hou was walking up and down the hall, watching anxiously.

Master Hou sat on the chair and seemed to be taking a sip of tea leisurely, but he was actually a little anxious, but he didn't show it like Madam Hou.

"Mother, don't turn around, my daughter is getting dizzy." Jing Jingxian said, rubbing her forehead as if this happened.

Mrs. Hou walked up to An Jingxian and said, "Your brother managed to get his wife back, can I not be in a hurry?" After that, thinking about their difficult journey, "Jing Yun still has a baby in his stomach. Slower is better, slower is better..."

Just as he was talking, the servant came again, and his voice passed through the courtyard door and reached Mrs. Hou's ears: "I'm back, I'm back—the third young master and the third lady are back—"

An Liulin helped An Jingyun get off the carriage, looking at the huge plaque above his head, An Jingyun was a little flustered - he came to this place five years ago with great joy, and he came back five years later...

"Let's go, let's go in, ma'am." An Liulin put his arms around his waist and called him softly.

An Jingyun turned to look at him and nodded.

He mustered up the courage to believe this person again, and this time the result was good or bad.

An Qi likes to eat spicy food when she is pregnant this time, all the maids in the palace said that he is going to have a daughter, An Qi is so stupid, he believes everything others say, and at night when he is in bed with Emperor Xuan'an, he gets out of the quilt A pair of eyes, below the nose was covered by the quilt, Emperor Xuan'an could not see.

He couldn't see it, but he thought it was funny, his attention dropped slightly from the book he was holding, and he turned to look at An Qi, stretching out his hand to pinch his little face: "What are you doing, like a little fox."

An Qi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and leaned closer to him, his slightly protruding belly touched Emperor Xuan'an's waist, and he spoke in a soft and cute voice: "Husband, they all said that I am pregnant with a baby girl." Where's the daughter—"

Emperor Xuan'an hummed, dropped the book in his hand, looked at him, and asked, "Why do you say it's a daughter?"

"Sour girl—" An Qi's voice couldn't contain the excitement, "It must be a beautiful girl."

Emperor Xuan'an stretched out his hand to his stomach, touched it lightly twice, and then smiled: "Does baby like your daughter?"

An Qi said quietly, "Didn't you say you want a daughter?"

"I said if you want a baby girl, you can give birth to me? So good..." He pressed An Qi's head in front of him, and kissed him gently, "Then do I still want a son? Another son , two daughters, baby, will you give birth to me?"

An Qi became upset, and gently pushed him away, muttering: "How can there be so many... I don't want it."

"Little idiot, go to sleep." Emperor Xuan'an rubbed his ears and coaxed him to sleep, "An'an said that he would endorse you tomorrow morning."

An Qi closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

The next morning, he was woken up by the sound of An An's endorsement. When he woke up, he found that Emperor Xuan'an had already gone to court. He rubbed his eyes and got ready to get up.

Di Zhao was on the soft couch outside, shaking his calf, reading a book, with tea beside him, reading very loudly.

After washing up, An Qi walked out of the room. He felt a little embarrassed to see God Zhao, so he coughed and asked him: "An An came to endorse so early, are you tired? Would you like to have something to eat with Daddy?" ?”

Di Zhao's expression didn't change for a moment. At such a young age, his stern face was exactly the same as his father's. He only heard him say, "No need, Daddy, it's almost noon, it's getting late."

"Ah? Ah..." An Qi was stunned for a moment, looking out of the window, the sun was shining brightly, "It's already so late... An An, when did you come?"

Di Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "It's not too early, maybe half an hour ago."

half an hour?half an hour?

An Qi turned to look at Su Baiying: "Why don't you come and wake me up?"

Su Baiying couldn't hold back her smile, and said, "I called you, I called you twice, and you don't move."

An Qi touched his face in embarrassment, and looked at Di Zhao: "Daddy didn't sleep in before, but this time, did you know it by accident?"

Di Zhao snorted, but didn't know if he listened or not.

"What would An An want for lunch? Let's recite the books in the afternoon, okay?" An Qi whispered to him, "When your father comes back later, tell him that we have already recited the books, and wait for him to go to the imperial court in the afternoon. Let's talk about other things in the study."

Emperor Xuan'an asked Di Zhao to come to Anqi to endorse. It was not a whim, mainly because Anqi hadn't used his brain for a long time. He wanted to ask Di Zhao to recite a little every day when he endorsed, but Anqi was not very good at it. satisfy.

Di Zhao looked up at An Qi, looked at him, and frowned: "Dad is asking me to lie to my father? Tell my father that we have already memorized the book, but we haven't memorized it..."

An Qi covered his mouth: "How could your father know this if you didn't tell me? Be good, let's just do it this time and not tell him."

Di Zhao blinked and signaled An Qi to let him go, and when his mouth was free, he suddenly grinned and shouted behind An Qi: "Father."

An Qi was so startled that he turned his head abruptly, and as expected, he saw the cold face of Emperor Xuan'an behind him, and shouted in a trembling voice: "Husband."

"You're so courageous." Emperor Xuan'an put his arms around his waist, being careful not to touch his stomach, and then rebuked him in a low voice.

An Qi looked at him obediently, and shook his head: "I'm talking nonsense, I'll recite it now, don't you get angry, okay?" Saying that, he reached for Di Zhao's book.

"Okay, I'm not angry, so if you don't recite it, then don't recite it. Be more obedient." After Emperor Xuan'an finished speaking, he pulled An Qi outside, and Di Zhao followed behind them with short legs.

At the dinner table, both Emperor Xuan'an and Di Zhao brought food for him, as if they wanted to fill his bowl.

"Eat more of this, it's good for your health, look at your thin arms and legs."

"Daddy eat this, this is for the brain."

An Qi sat between them, not even having time to pick up the vegetables himself, watching them put all the vegetables into his bowls and pile them up.

"You guys..." An Qi couldn't bear it anymore, he put down his chopsticks, "I have my own hands, I hold them myself, don't hold them for me."

"Didn't daddy like me to serve you food the most before? Didn't daddy like it?" Di Zhao retracted his chopsticks and asked tentatively.

How could An Qi not like it, so he hurried to coax Di Zhao: "Why do I like the food made by An An so much, An An is awesome!"

An An blushed, raised her eyes but met her father's indifferent eyes, so she sat upright, hummed reservedly, and stopped serving An Qi's vegetables.

"Hey, ma'am, eat more of this." Emperor Xuan'an showed a satisfied smile.

At the end of the spring of the second year, An Qi gave birth to a daughter, named Dishu, and named Qianyue. In the same month of the same year, An Jingyun, the third wife of Zhennan Houfu, gave birth to a son, named An Yan.

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