A Mistaken Marriage Match: A Generation of Military Counselor - Chapter 322

“I dare not. I will leave.” They saluted respectfully and hurried out.

Ruyi secretly rejoices. The old mother, relying on her being the empress dowager, just shouted at her. Fortunately, her master is more and more dignified. Ruyi’s heart is still proud, but the little prince in her arms is not happy. I don’t know if Ruyi is too young to hold, or if the child is hungry. The little guy who used to sleep with his eyes closed and comfort wriggles his neck, groaning and weeping. Ruyi panics and doesn’t know what to do. Qingfeng puts the porridge bowl in his hand on the short table beside him and says, “hold me.”

Put the little prince gently in Qingfeng’s arms, Ruyi takes a deep breath of relief, squats in front of the bed, and smiles pleasantly: “the little prince is so lovely and looks like the emperor.”

The soft touch in the bosom makes the heart of green maple soft, and the corners of the mouth hook up unconsciously. Coax the child while listening to Ruyi. Like him? Qingfeng carefully looks at the little guy in his arms, small face, a pair of unopened look, lovely still can be said, like who can see where?

When I woke up, I didn’t see Yan Hongtian. Qingfeng didn’t say it on his mouth, but he was still disappointed. At this moment, Ruyi mentioned it. Qingfeng pretended to ask casually, “how about the emperor?”

“At noon, the Empress Dowager and queen come to see you as if They had some quarrels with the emperor. After they left, the emperor went out. They haven’t come back yet. ”

“The Empress Dowager and the empress have come to see me?” said Qingfeng

“Well.”

Qingfeng also wanted to ask the Empress Dowager and Yan Hongtian what dispute they had, only to hear the door ring, a familiar figure strided in.

Ruyi quickly knelt down to salute: “emperor Wanfu.”

The child in his arms finally stopped crying. Qingfeng sighed and looked up to see Yan Hongtian. He was standing in front of the screen and taking off his outer robe. His clothes were wet. Qingfeng looked out of the window and found that he didn’t know when it was raining.

Ruyi quickly gets up to serve, takes over the robe, and finds a clean coat to change for the emperor.

See Ruyi is tidying up for him, and Qingfeng doesn’t say anything more. He coaxes the child gently and asks in a low voice, “have you eaten yet?”

Yan Hongtian was stunned by a common question that any ordinary wife would ask. There was a sense of freshness in his heart. No one dared to talk to him like this since he became king.

Yan Hongtian looked inside. The light orange candle light shone on her through the curtain. The whole person seemed to be in the hazy halo. The hair was unconnected, hanging behind her, showing the languid style. Her face is much better than that in the daytime. She holds the baby in her arms and shakes it gently. Her face is a happy and spoiled smile. Yan Hongtian is forgotten to respond by such a warm and beautiful scene in front of her.

No one answered for a long time. Qingfeng raised his head and stared at the last pair of eyes. Qingfeng said with a smile, “haven’t you eaten yet?”

Back to God, Yan Hongtian coughs, a light back to a “used.”. When he got to bed, he put a bowl of bird’s nest porridge which was still steaming but apparently didn’t eat a few mouthfuls on the dwarf table. Yan Hongtian frowned, “how can I eat this?”

After he said that, Qingfeng felt hungry. He waved to him gently, “come here.”

Yan Hongtian just came to her and sat down. Qingfeng put the baby in his arms and said, “hold it for a while, and I’ll have porridge.”

Green maple just ate two mouthfuls, hear Yan Hongtian low voice to shout: “Ruyi.”

“Yes.”

“Take the baby away.”

“Wait.” Qingfeng is in a hurry. “Why do you want to take the baby away?”

“It’s not early. You should have a rest. The baby will be taken care of by the nurse.” Yan Hongtian’s face is strange, and her eyebrows are tightly twisted together. She knew that there was such a rule in the palace that princesses and princesses generally didn’t live with their mothers. They were born to be taken care of by nursing mothers and old mothers. Mothers could see their children only when they asked for good-bye in the morning and evening. This may be the rule they are used to, but she doesn’t want it. She can’t take care of her children. What kind of mother and son are she? She was born in an ordinary family. Her mother was kind to her father and her sisters were harmonious. She wanted her children to be like her.

Yan Hongtian’s face was always bad. Qingfeng didn’t want to argue with him at this time. He said in a soft voice, “I just saw the child, and I’m reluctant to part with him. Let him accompany me tonight, OK?”

Yanhongtian has always been stubborn. Qingfeng thought that he would have to spend a lot of effort to persuade him. However, he didn’t say any more rules to her. Instead, he hurriedly raised the child in his hand a little, and said in a cold voice, “then hold yourself.”

The child is obedient, don’t cry, don’t make trouble, he how a pair of disrespectful appearance, this is his son! “What’s the matter with you?” asked Qingfeng strangely

Yan Hongtian is silent, his face is darker, and the little doll in his hand moves his neck again. Yan Hongtian’s whole body is stiff at once. His steady voice is a little flustered, “he It’s too soft. Get him out of here. ” There are not many children in his family, and he has never held a baby. Naturally, it is impossible to know that the baby is so soft, as if it has no bones!

I dare to say that he always has a black face and wants to take the baby away because he can’t hold the baby? Qingfeng was angry and funny. Knowing the reason, her hand stretched out and drew back. She snorted: “you think Dad is so good! Hold it well. ” Finish saying happily continue to pick up the porridge bowl, eat it by yourself.

Ruyi raises her head quietly, and sees the emperor holding the little prince in his hands, neither releasing nor holding. He can’t help chuckling. Yan Hongtian shoots a cold eye, which makes her shrink her neck. The emperor is reluctant to be angry with his mother and the little prince, but he is absolutely willing to take her out.

“The maidservant is gone.” After a quick ceremony, Ruyi ran out.

It rained outside, and for the first time, the king of the six kingdoms, the leader of the dome, felt at a loss, or was this the so-called feeling of being a father?

When Chen, Yan Hongtian woke up as usual, but his black eyes were not as clear as usual. Even when the celebration was most busy, he was not so tired. Yan Hongtian, with her head propped up on her side, looked at the little thing lying in the middle of the bed. After a few days of cultivation, her skin color was much ruddy. Her closed eyes narrowed into a small slit like a crescent moon, and her mouth was slightly tooted all the time. When he was quiet, he was very attractive, but it was disturbing enough to cry. It’s only during the day. He cried and tossed twice or three times a night. He never knew that children are such troublesome things. It’s only three days. He’s been tossed like this, let alone Qingfeng, who has no experience but has to be his mother.

Yan Hongtian was just about to get up. The little guy who was sleeping in the middle suddenly moved. His closed eyes didn’t open, but his mouth grew wider and wider. He was about to cry when he saw it. Yan Hongtian’s face stiffened and shouted, “come!”

Ruyi opens the door gently, enters the inner room, and hears the emperor’s deliberately lowered voice with a kind of urgency: “take the baby to the nurse.”

“Yes.” Ruyi chuckles, walks quickly to the bedside, and just picks up the prince. Although the green maple is tired and can’t open his eyes, he sits up half propped up and mumbles, “what’s wrong with him…”

“You haven’t had a good sleep these days, just pick up the baby when you wake up.” Yan Hongtian waves to Ruyi and asks her to take the baby away. It’s true that Qingfeng, who has been tossed to death, didn’t say anything more. He sat on the edge of the bed yawning and looked at her haggard face. Yan Hongtian groaned, “I’m looking for hardship.”

Qingfeng stretched out his waist lazily, and secretly complained that the child was making trouble every night. He didn’t come here to rest every day, so she didn’t believe that there were no other rooms in such a large individual hospital? He is not so good as to say that she asked for hardship. But these words only dare to say in the stomach, save someone from being angry.

After sitting for a while, Qingfeng’s spirit improved. Yan Hongtian was not in a bad mood. Qingfeng moved towards his side and said with a smile, “I want to discuss something with you.”

“Say it.” It’s hard to see her trying to please. Yan Hongtian guesses what she’s going to say.

“After returning to the palace, I think Take the child with you Can we let him and I live in the breeze hall before we are three years old? ” Qingfeng said it carefully, especially the word “three”, which had been struggling for a long time.

“Every prince will have his own palace after he is born. He doesn’t live with his mother. Do you want to break this rule?” Yan Hongtian’s sword eyebrows are slightly raised. Fortunately, he has not been angry, but the cold tone has shown that Qingfeng’s proposal is wishful thinking.

Qingfeng had long guessed that it was the ending, but she was still disappointed. Now she finally understands Zhen Zhen’s mood. She can’t get along with her children day and night, which is the biggest torture for a mother. With a heavy sigh, Qingfeng replied, “well, I don’t break your rules.”

So easy to talk about? “And what do you want to do?”

Green maple shrugs, “what can I do?”

According to his understanding, although she was not a person who did everything to achieve her goal, she could not give up easily. Yan Hongtian sat down beside the bed, held up the chin of Qingfeng and let her look into his eyes. She said with a smile, “let me hear it, so as to save you from doing anything shocking and vulgar. The Empress Dowager came to ask for trouble again. I have a bottom in my heart to deal with it.”

Xiao Yu calculated the right time, guessed that Yan Hongtian should get up, came to the door and found that the door was not closed. As soon as he entered the outer room, he heard the emperor’s voice coming from the inside with some teasing. He looked across the screen. In the morning light, the two people sat on the bed and talked. Naturally, they could not see their expressions clearly in the hazy room, but they could not hear the indulgence and indulgence in the emperor’s voice. With a little smile, Xiao Yu quietly retreated out, still keeping the door open.