emperor of a dynasty

Uncle Cheng was still upset when he opened the door and walked into the new house he had only visited once, and he was even more upset when he looked up and saw his wife's indifferent expression.

"Clean up, and go back to visit relatives later." After saying this, he turned around and left, as if the room was filled with some plague god, not his wife, and he didn't want to stay for a moment longer.

"Hi." Xue Xiaojie bowed to her husband's back and saluted. Although she was also very upset, she still had to save face.

Just like that, a couple who were pregnant with each other got into the carriage and went back home to visit their relatives.

Lord Shangshu's mansion is on the north side of the capital, while Uncle General's mansion is on the south side, one south and one north, which happen to be the farthest sides of the capital.I brought a lot of things back home to visit relatives, and I took a horse-drawn carriage, there were many people in the city, and I walked slowly. In addition, Uncle Cheng deliberately delayed the time, so I walked for a long time to the Shangshu Mansion. When I set off at noon, it was actually Not until sunset.

After arriving at the Shangshu Mansion, Xue Xiaojie met her parents and elder brother in front of the hall according to the ritual, then saluted and went back to the boudoir where she lived before leaving the pavilion, and did not come out until dinner.

After dinner, Uncle Cheng had an important discussion with Father Xue, so he went to the study, and before he called his son-in-law, Xue Xiaojie had nothing to do, so he went back to his room, and did not stay for a while. Then came.

"Little..." The mother took Xue Xiaojie's hand and blushed as soon as she came, "Where have you been, have you ever been bullied? Why have you lost so much weight?"

"Mother, Mrs... Mrs. treats me very well. The winter has just passed, and my daughter can't stand the cold. That's why I lost some weight. It's okay."

"That's good, that's good. I've been worrying about you, knowing that you're doing well... that's good."

Mrs. Lou has always known the reputation of her son-in-law Uncle Cheng, and he gained the reputation of being an "elegant son" when he was still a teenager. One can imagine how chaotic her private life must be. She has always been unwilling to marry her daughter and Uncle Cheng, but she She's just a woman, unable to speak, she can only watch helplessly as the master betroths his daughter to Uncle Cheng, and now that she heard her daughter say it's good, Lou's heart is relieved.

The mother and daughter talked again, Lou hesitated for a while, and said, "Xiao Xiao, is your stomach still not moving?"

Xue Xiaojie was stunned for a moment, and when she realized what her mother said, she looked a little unnatural, "Not yet."

"Oh." Lou sighed, "Xiao Xiao, you are stubborn, but after you marry, you will be a member of the uncle's family. You have to fight for your breath and give birth to a boy and a half girl for the uncle. Men spend a little time outside. It doesn't matter, and it's unreliable, the child born in your own belly is the real skill..."

Hearing this, Xue Xiaojie's face turned cold, but she couldn't get angry because of her feelings, so she said, "Daughter knows."

Seeing this, Lou also said with satisfaction, "Then you should rest early, I will leave first."

After sending Lou away, Xue Xiaojie sat in a daze for a while, and she came back to her senses when the servants came to ask her to wash up. After washing, she closed the door and prepared to go to sleep, but unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the inner room, she saw standing on the screen. one person.

"You... why are you here?!" Xue Xiaojie looked at the tall woman in front of her in surprise, and lowered her voice.

"Why can't I come?" The woman's voice was a little low, and it was easy to distinguish. If Mu Congcong was present, she would have recognized that the woman in front of her was the heroine who saved her in the East Palace that day.

Xue Xiaojie looked around nervously, stepped forward and said cautiously, "This is Shangshufu, are you afraid of being arrested?"

The woman tilted her head with her hands behind her back and smiled, "I dare to go to the uncle's mansion, but how dare not the Shangshu mansion?"

Xue Xiaojie knew that this woman was very capable, so she didn't ask too many questions, but said, "Yes, yes, you are amazing."

"Where is it, I can stand here well now, thanks to Ms. Xue."

That day after I rescued Mu Congcong and sent him to Xiangguo, in order to hide the eyes of others, the woman came out of Xiangguo's mansion again. She was hit by an arrow and finally fell into the courtyard where Xue Xiaojie lived. If Xue Xiaojie hadn't saved her, she might really have died.

"It's nothing more than a little effort." Xue Xiaojie said, "It's you, are you in good health?"

"For those who practice martial arts, good ones are natural."

"You ran around again after being so quick?" Xue Xiaojie glanced at the woman, "Do you know where this is?"

"Shangshu Mansion, your home."

"Then you still..."

"Come and see you." The woman blinked at her, and said with a smile, "Last time I left in a hurry, I haven't thanked you yet."

"Need not…"

"My name is Yunyang." The woman said relaxedly, "If you want to leave Gongshucheng, I can help you."

Xue Xiaojie was startled, "You, what nonsense are you talking about? He and I are husband and wife, we..."

"But you don't like him." Yun Yang pointed out the window and said, "Someone is here, I have to go."

Xue Xiaojie nodded, just when there was another knock on the door, Yun Yang smiled at her, Xue Xiaojie had an idea in mind, then turned around to open the door, outside the door was Lou Shi who went back and forth, "Xiao Xiao ..."

"Mother, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, but tomorrow your father asked me to take you to a Buddhist temple outside the city to offer incense and pray for a son, I just forgot."

Xue Xiaojie nodded hesitantly, "I see."

Qin State Prime Minister's Mansion

This time, Murong Xun was free from work, and finally remembered that her niece was still injured, there was nothing to do in the palace in the afternoon, so she took the eldest palace lady Tangtang out of the palace alone, and went to the Xiangguo Mansion.

These days, Mu Congcong's health is much better. Yan Wuwei will come back to teach her if he has nothing to do in the daytime. Her little niece is reporting her studies to her eldest daughter-in-law.

"Sir, sir." Murong Tong's voice sounded a little cheerful, and Murong Tun touched his chin at the door and thought to himself, is this injury healed?Would it be possible to hand over government affairs to Qi'er?As a child, you need to practice more and cultivate more, so that you can become a talent in the future.

Yan Wuwei was still the same as before, talking to everyone in a soft voice, except for her, he always turned a corner and said to her, "Huh?"

"I, I think there is a poem that is very good."

Murong Xun raised his eyebrows and pricked up his ears to listen to the door.

"what?"

"The mountains are cloudy and the river is vast," Mu Congcong secretly glanced at Yan Wuwei who was sitting at the side, and paused, "Mr.

Yan Wuwei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, "Your Highness is serious."

"No, no..." Mu Congcong muffled, thought for a while, and then said, "I..."

"Qi'er—" Murong Xun, who was dressed in cool clothes, pushed the door open at this moment, "Come on, let Auntie have a look, is it better?"

Seeing Murong Xun, Mu Congcong's eyes lit up a bit, "Aunt..." He was about to get up and go up to meet him, but Yan Wuwei said coldly from the side:

"Your Highness, you need to rest."

"Oh..." Mu Congcong sat back obediently, but still looked at her aunt with bright eyes.

Murong Xun thought it was funny, walked over and tilted his head and said something next to Yan Wuwei's ear, the next moment, Murong Rong saw her teacher who always abided by etiquette stared at the king of Daqin half ashamed and half offended, But the king was still smiling, not at all conscious of being a king.

"Qi'er is reciting homework?" Murong Yan looked at the books on the desk seriously, and nodded, "Well, learn from Yan Xianghao, and ask if you don't understand."

"Qi'er knows."

The niece was well-behaved, which made Murong Xun happy, and looked sideways at her family, Xiangguo, before he could make a sound, he heard her Xiangguo ask her, "Did your majesty leave the palace alone?"

"No." Murong Yan seemed to have known that Yan Wuwei wanted to ask, and pointed out the door, "I brought someone with me."

"Oh—" Yan Wuwei looked at her coldly, "Is it hot?"

"Not hot..." Murong Yan suddenly thought of something, and suddenly said in embarrassment, "Xiangguo...alone, and...well, neither cold nor cold."

Yan Wuwei looked at her expressionlessly, the latter shrank his neck and said nothing, Mu Congcong looked at the two elders staring blankly, wondering what secret words they were exchanging, just wondering, Then he saw Yan Wuwei took the windbreaker that was put on the chair beside him, put it on Murong Yu completely in disregard of the etiquette of the emperor and ministers, and blamed him, "It's just spring now, don't you get cold again."

"Oh--"

Mu Congcong raised his head, looked at her aunt, and then at her teacher... They seem to have a really good relationship, and compared to himself, even his biological mother wished her to die... For a moment, Murong The device lowered his eyebrows.

She thought that no one would notice, but Yan Wuwei, who was always sensitive, saw it, and said softly, "Is Your Highness tired?"

Mu Congcong paused and shook his head.

Murong Xun also saw that her niece's interest had suddenly dropped, and she glanced at Yan Wuwei, who gave her a look, and she knew it.

"It's time for dinner, isn't it?" Murong Xun asked.

Yan Wuwei looked at the time, "It will take some time."

"Hmm——" Murong Xun thought for a while, clapped his hands and laughed, "It's just fine, why don't we cook dinner by ourselves?"

"Do it yourself?" Mu Congcong's eyes widened and he stammered, "I...I won't..."

Although she was not liked by her mother, she was still the only child of the first prince. With her status, even if few people in the East Palace really cared about her, they would not let her cook.

"It doesn't matter." Murong Yan said with a smile, "Jin'er and I can do it, you just watch it obediently."

Yan Wuwei gave her a sideways look, but he didn't see through her.

So the two of them brought a child, and they really went to the kitchen to make dinner. Mu Congrong listened to her aunt and stood aside obediently. Yan Wuwei rolled up his sleeves and was busy, but just now he said that he "" A certain king who can do it" was watching with his chin on the sidelines, Yan Wuwei didn't say anything about her, but Mu Congcong ran over and pulled her aunt's sleeve, and asked, "Auntie, don't you know how to do it?"

Murong Xun: "..."

Silly boy, don't you think you talk too much?

"Of course." Murong Yan touched his niece's head, then walked towards the stove calmly, stood with arms folded for a long time, finally threw some salt into the pot silently, clapped his hands, and turned his head Then he saw Yan Wuwei looking at her expressionlessly.

"...I, that..." Murong Yan said without changing his expression, "I'm cooking."

Yan Wuwei tilted his head, glanced at the pot, then at Murong Xun, and said, "I've let go of the salt."

Murong Xun felt that the scene was a bit awkward for a while: "..."

"And," Yan Wuwei said again, "that's cooking soup."

Murong Xun felt that the scene was very embarrassing for a while: "..."

In the end, Yan Wuwei gave the overly salty soup to Murong Xun, and said, "When the king first succeeded to the throne, he said that Qin should be frugal."

"...I said so."

"Then don't waste it, Your Majesty."

Murong Xun: "..."

So Murong Xun bite the bullet and finished the bowl of soup that was so salty that her tongue became bitter. It was too salty, and Murong Xun woke up thirsty several times at night. The person next to her foot pillow, and then the person got out of bed with her eyes slightly closed, and poured her water to drink.

After several times, the two of them didn't sleep well that night. In the early morning of the second day, both of them fell asleep while others were not paying attention, until the waiter of the Ministry of War said, "What do you think, Your Majesty? —— Your Majesty? superior?!"

Murong Yan opened his eyes unhurriedly, seeing that the crowd of courtiers below were all looking at her, he didn't panic at all, he just cleared his throat, and said, "Yeah—what does Prime Minister Yan think?" ?”

Yan Wuwei, who can take the blame everywhere, still closed his eyes.

Murong Xun raised his voice again, "Mr. Yan——"

Only then did Yan Wuwei open his eyes, and looked blankly at Murong Xun who was sitting on the throne, and the latter said with a straight face, "What did Minister Yan say?"

Yan Wuwei: "..."

You don't even know what you ask me?

So the two stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and the silence in the hall was a bit too much for a while.

Fortunately, the waiter of the Ministry of War is a person who can read the atmosphere, he laughed and said, "Didn't Prime Minister Yan sleep well last night? Was it that clingy little wild cat again?"

The colleague joked, and Yan Wuwei also laughed, "That's not it - the little wild cat didn't know how much it ate last night, and it was thirsty, and it made me ask for water all night. I really feel sorry for everyone today."

Everyone roared with laughter, but Murong Yan who was sitting on top turned pale.

What did you eat?Nothing to eat!Just drank a pot of salty soup!I have been out of the house several times, can you not be thirsty? !

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