Shattered Glass (Shang Li) - Chapter 41

After the snow in the yard melted, the soil became moist and full of vitality because of the dampness. The moon rose embroidered flowers by the window, sighing that the Spring Festival has only been over for a while? Even the wind is warm.

Mei Li walked around the room holding Yunke, making him happy. When spring is here, she can go outside to play with Yunke in her arms. Born in winter, he has never seen the vast blue sky and white clouds.

Yuemo and Yuemei smiled and led Aunt Yu’an into the house. Although she moved back from the palace to the palace, Aunt Yu’an still came to visit every now and then, bringing the rewards and instructions of her ancestors.

Aunt Yu’an took a few steps to catch up and hugged Yunke, laughing and teasing him, “Xiao Yunke will take a hundred days, and he will look better and better. How good, Gege, look, he still rushes at me. Laughing.” Because she had watched the birth with her own eyes and had been taking care of her concerns, she was very close to Yunke.

The maid who followed her held a few large trays covered with red cloth, which were filled with baby things given by the ancestors. Mei Li picked up the little red jacket and looked at it with a smile. The exquisitely crafted style is exactly the same as the adult’s. The size is so small that it is too cute to put it down.

Yu’an handed the child to the mother and opened the red cloth one by one to explain to Mei Li. The little red gown was asked by the ancestors to pray for blessings. She opened the lining of the little gown, and there was a seam on the side. A small bag stitched with muslin cloth. “This is sewn by the ancestor himself, and it is filled with a safe talisman handwritten by the eminent monk. Let our Xiao Yunke put it on in a hundred days, so that we will live a long life for a hundred days!”

Mei Li stroked the thin and slippery fabric of her gown, her eyes were sore. The ancestor cared about Yunke so much that she was more grateful than anything, more grateful than what the ancestor did for her.

Aunt Yu’an also had a sore nose, and Suying was about to give birth in these two days, and the Qing Palace was so busy, who could take care of Xiao Yunke’s hundred days? She is also in her early forties, and she has a deep understanding of the world. Rumors about Yunke’s life experience have long spread among relatives and nobles. Although Prince Jingxuan didn’t say anything, his carelessness with this son was obvious.

The ancestors also secretly distressed for this, and they deliberately explained to the grid that the rumors will not disappear because of the ancestors’ restraints. Don’t tell them face to face, don’t tell them behind the scenes? It will only become darker and darker. If you have a clear conscience, why do you need to explain it? Instead, sit down and guess. Secondly, anyone who knows Jing Xuan’s temperament well knows that once he recognizes it in his heart, he will not listen to persuasion.

“The old ancestors said that the child is small and too expensive to be afraid of losing the fortune. This longevity lock was made by the most skillful goldsmith of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was sent here from the capital.”

Mei Li picked up the small box with the golden lock, the small lock piece was very delicate…

Jing Xuan went back to the room after dark, and saw the rewards lined up on the note, his eyes flickered slightly. Recently Suying, the emperor’s messenger was too messy, and Mei Li didn’t mention it, he even forgot. It’s all done.

She was sitting in the chair by the lamp, with a faint pity when she looked at him, “The day after tomorrow is Yunke’s hundred days…” She said softly, “Just prepared a table of wine and food in the room, you …Must come.”

She asked for Yunke!

As soon as the war broke out, her official duties were heavy, and Suying was about to give birth again. He didn’t care about Yunke, and she didn’t complain. Even if he wants to set a big banquet for Yunke, there are still only a few people who truly bless Yunke, she understands this. But… no matter how simple it is, he should come as an Ama!

The candlelight reflected the tears in Qiaomei’s eyes that were stubborn and unwilling to shed. His heart throbbed, and he walked over to hold her, and whispered, “I will be back sooner the day after tomorrow. Meili, waiting to return to the capital, Yunke is one year old. , I will definitely celebrate for him, set a big banquet, and invite all friends and family.” He said and chuckled softly, like a kid.

As long as she can be happy, these are nothing.

In his arms, Mei Li was silent, and she suddenly wanted to tell him aloud that Yunke was his child!

“Yunke…” She really said.

“Tired, go to bed early, and I will get up early tomorrow.” He interrupted her and asked the next person to come in and wait for her to freshen up. He didn’t look at her expression again, no need to look at it, except for disappointment and complaining. He wanted to treat Yunke kindly for her happiness, but everything she said to him was the child, and everything she did was for the child, he couldn’t restrain himself from being irritable.

In fact, he understood her thoughts. She never asked him clearly what she did. She hoped that he would take the initiative to treat Yunge well and take the initiative to fulfill her father’s responsibilities.

The look in her eyes when she looked at Yunke, the smile when she held Yunke…makes him deeply jealous. It sounds ridiculous, but he is really jealous! Don’t say that it is Yong Hyuk’s child, he can’t stand it even if it is his own! Her heart, even if it is given to him a small corner! Whenever he could not help but complain secretly like this, he was extremely annoyed, and in front of her, he had always been so sad!

Sometimes he really wished that Yunke was his son, so that he could justly throw the baby to the nurse, and justifiably let Yunke stay away from Miri’s life a little bit! But he can’t.

He just lives so contradictory! If you want to make her happy, be good to Yungek. He was really good to Yunke, but he was jealous and annoyed.

It is estimated that the prince is about to return from the palace, and the food and wine are on the table.

Yunke was wearing a red coat, and his white and tender fat face made him want to take a bite. Mei Li smiled and watched the people in her room flaunt, kissing and kissing the child in her arms.

Her son is a hundred days old. He is worth celebrating a memorable day. One hundred days, one year old, able to talk and walk, no matter how big or small it is, it is her big day.

A few tables were also placed in the outbuilding to reward the servant maid in the house. Everyone was smiling. It has been a long time since there was such a joyous celebration. Miri kept smiling, savoring the long-lost cheerful mood.

Waiting and waiting… Jing Xuan still didn’t come.

Sitting at the table looking at the good food that had cooled down, the people secretly showed regretful expressions, and the laughter and laughter gradually became silent, and finally became silent waiting.

The smile on Mei Li’s lips hung stiffly, stubbornly.

She knew that he had returned to the house, and all the servants had come to report. The young maids cheered and laughed for a while because they heard that the prince returned to the house and could have a banquet.

She just wants to wait for him!

In the hundred days of Yunke, he who is Ama should come anyway!

A little maid greeted Yue Qiang at the gate of the yard, because everyone was quiet, and everyone heard the news from her very clearly. “Fu Jin is about to give birth. The prince can’t come by staying with her, you can celebrate by yourself.”

Celebrate by yourself?

Mei Li stood up holding Yunke, chuckled, tears welled up in her eyes, she desperately held back, “Then let’s start.” She freed up a hand to carry a large glass of wine and drank neatly.

During the dinner, Meili held Yunke all the time. Mother and Yuemo both came to hold her for a while, but she refused with a smile.

Just as the banquet was about to end, the royal mansion rang out with the sound of firecrackers, the voices of people boiled, and the sound of annunciation went up and down.

It was very late, and many people immediately came to congratulate and give gifts. The door of the palace was opened wide, the lanterns were replaced with crude wax, and the night was illuminated like daylight.

Even the emperor sent people to say joy overnight to congratulate Prince Qing on his son.

Yunke was frightened by the prolonged sound of firecrackers and wept, her small body trembling even when she was in her mother’s arms.

Mei Li drank some wine, her lullaby sang a bit lingering, she hugged the child tightly, pressed her face against his little cheek, “I’m not afraid…Yunke is not afraid…It’s okay…It’s okay.” , It doesn’t matter if no one celebrates for him, it doesn’t matter without Ama’s affection… it doesn’t matter. “There’s a mother here.” She lied to the baby in her arms and smiled slightly. She can’t give him a glorious life experience, can’t give him a luxurious life, but she can give him a lot of love, and can give him hers. All!

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