The Favoured Medical Princess: 840 children (two updates in one)

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Another brat!

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth twitched, and his expression was so tangled that it was almost twisted.

No need to think about it, he also knew that this must be another brat, and a very naughty brat. If he were a little girl, he would definitely not torment her mother like this!

In Dongci's room, quietly, the young couple looked at each other quietly for a long time.

Looking at Xiao Yi's "shocked" look, Nangong Yue suppressed the smile at the corner of her mouth and couldn't help laughing in her heart. Just when she was about to speak again, she heard Xiao Yu's familiar little voice coming from the window:

"Huihui! Huihui!"

The little guy's clear voice is getting closer and closer, high-pitched and excited.

The young couple followed the sound and looked out the window together. At a glance, they saw a gray shadow spread its wings in the blue sky and landed lightly on the branches outside the window, proudly "giving alms" to the room. Nangong Yue and Xiao Yi looked at each other and immediately bowed their heads to peck their feathers.

Immediately afterwards, a plump red dumpling "rolled" over, and a pair of **** eyes could no longer see anything except the gray eagle on the branch.

"Huihui!"

The little guy wearing a red fox-eared hat and bright red clothes raised his head and enthusiastically opened his arms to the gray eagle on the tree, expecting that Xiao Hui would fall into his arms.

Under the golden sunshine, the little guy's fair cheeks looked so cute against the bright red clothes, with a rouge-like blush on his face. He looked extremely cute.

This little red fox outfit was made by the little guy’s aunt.

In the past two months, Nangong Yue has been unwell. Xiao Fei not only helped with the palace's middle income, but also took over the little guy's four-season clothes.

When Xiao Fei makes clothes for her little nephew, she always follows his taste. From materials to patterns, she always asks for his opinion.

Not only does little Xiao Yu look like his father, his temperament is like his father, and even his preferences are like his father. Nangong Yue was afraid that he would look like a girl, so she tried her best to dress him in more boyish colors, but he He likes bright colors. Children who are less than two years old are already very independent about clothes and will choose to wear clothes that they think look good.

"簌簌猌..."

On another big tree nearby, a chubby orange cat suddenly jumped out from among the dense branches and leaves, climbed down a few steps along the rough trunk, and then jumped forward nimbly. It fell to the ground and ran away with a "swish"...

"Little Orange...Huihui..."

Xiao Yu looked at the direction in which Xiao Ju was running away, and then looked up at Xiao Hui on the branch. He was a little tangled, but in the end he chose to stay. His limbs were on the trunk below Xiao Hui, as if he wanted to climb Tree...

Xiao Yi's brows twitched speechlessly. This brat wanted to climb a tree before he could walk steadily! The ambition is really "lofty"!

Of course Haitang, who was following Xiao Yu, would not let his little master climb the tree. Just as he was about to step forward and hug him, he caught a glimpse of a familiar purple figure from the corner of his eye, so he simply took half a step back.

Xiao Yi jumped out of the window neatly, picked up the brat with his arms wrapped around the tree trunk, and then returned to the house. The whole process only took two or three breaths, and Xiao Yu hadn't even finished it yet. When he reacted, he found that he was already in the house, next to his mother.

Little Xiao Yu looked up at Xiao Yi stupidly, tilted his head, and blurted out: "Daddy!" He suddenly realized that it was the dad in the painting who ran out of the drawing paper again! Great, he has someone to play with at home again!

Xiao Yi casually picked up the orange cat stuffed doll lying aside and stuffed it into the little guy's arms, meaning, be good, go and play by yourself!

The little guy hugged the doll and hid behind his mother. From time to time, he poked out his big eyes and curiously looked at the father who appeared in the painting and ran out again.

Xiao Yi turned a blind eye, looked at Nangong Yue with a smile and said: "A Yue, are you hungry? Let's have a meal together."

Looking at the similar father and son, Nangong Yue couldn't help but lighten up. She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, smiled in her eyes, and nodded.

"Ah Yue, let me feed you." Xiao Yi turned into "Little Yizi" and held up the porridge bowl diligently, carefully feeding Nangong Yue to eat the porridge, one bite for you, one bite for me...

Xiao Yi was obviously a good appetizer. It was rare for Nangong Yue to work up her appetite, and the two of them soon finished half a bowl of porridge together.

Little Xiao Yu was originally hiding behind his mother and looking at his father. Seeing that his father and mother were eating happily, he couldn't help but quietly approached his father, step after step... When the adult looked at him, he stopped again He didn't move, looking around as if nothing had happened... and then slowly came to Xiao Yi's side.

The little guy stretched out **** and pulled the rhinoceros horn belt around his father's waist, looking at him expectantly, his eyes sparkling.

Xiao Yi glanced at Xiaotuanzi, ignored him, and continued to feed Nangong Yue a spoonful of porridge, and then gave himself another spoonful.

The little guy got anxious, pulled the rhinoceros horn belt again, and said clearly: "Daddy, porridge." He also wanted to eat porridge together!

Xiao Yi looked down at the little guy again and fed him half a spoonful of porridge as he wished.

The little guy was satisfied and ran happily around his parents and the table. In fact, he had just had lunch and was not hungry at all, but seeing his parents eating, he wanted to come over and join in the fun.

The porridge bowl was quickly empty due to the efforts of the family of three. Xiao Yi put down the empty bowl and took another bowl of warm medicated pig's trotter soup.

Seeing Xiao Yi enthusiastically continue to feed her soup, Nangong Yue hurriedly grabbed the opportunity and asked: "Ayi, did your trip go well this time?"

The soup bowl Xiao Yicai held up was put down again, and he said: "The coffins of the generals and the others have been sent to the Great Buddha Temple for burial. They will be officially buried after the rituals and seven days of burial."

The atmosphere in Dongji's room was slightly condensed, and the air was a little depressing.

At this time, Xiao Yu happened to stop next to Xiao Yi and tugged on his father's cuffs. Xiao Yi fed him a sip of pig's trotter soup in an obedient manner, and then said abruptly: "Ah Yue , the emperor passed away."

The speaker's tone was normal, but the listener was shocked.

Nangong Yue looked at Xiao Yi with slightly stunned eyes. The news came unexpectedly, the emperor passed away!

Although she vaguely guessed that the emperor's dragon body was not as good as before after his death last year, since the emperor could still handle government affairs, it meant that the emperor's dragon body was not so bad that his life was in danger. How could he suddenly die suddenly? !

This life is obviously very different from the previous life, and has obviously deviated from the original direction, but fate seems to have a magical power, and occasionally it overlaps with the previous life unexpectedly...

She clearly remembered that the previous emperor also died in this year!

Facing Nangong Yue’s surprised and suspicious gaze, Xiao Yi leisurely told him everything he knew...

Nangong Yue’s mood changed several times, and she didn’t expect Yongyang’s grandmother to be accidentally involved.

Recalling the emperor's kindness to her in the past, Nangong Yue still felt a little sad in her heart. After a moment of silence, she asked: "Ayi, who do you think is the regicide?"

Xiao Yi brought a spoonful of pig's trotter soup to Nangong Yue's mouth. After she swallowed it, she said casually: "It is said that on the morning of the emperor's funeral, the people who came in and out of the Yangxin Hall were the Queen Mother and the Empress. , Imperial Physician Wang, Chief Assistant Cheng Dongyang, Prince, Prince Gong and Grandma Yongyang..."

Xiao Yi narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes, seemingly thoughtful, and then said: "The emperor has been ill on the bed since he was officially appointed as the crown prince. I heard that during that time, rumors spread in the royal capital and the court. There are rumors in the hall that the emperor was not willing to appoint Han Lingfan as the crown prince, but was forced by the pressure of our Zhennan Palace. If the emperor dies and the rumors that the crown prince's position is improper are realized, then the final winner will be It’s Han Lingfu, Prince Gong! It’s just..."

As he said that, Xiao Yi frowned slightly and added with a trace of doubt: "I think this Prince Gong is just trying to gain fame, bullying the weak and fearing the strong... With his temperament, he should not dare to kill the king."

Those rumors spread in the capital were obviously based on Prince Gong’s acting style, and he should be pushing it behind the scenes, but regicide... He really didn’t think Prince Gong could be so cruel and decisive!

Nangong Yue was also the first to suspect Han Lingfu. After all, it was well known to everyone that Han Lingfu was determined to win the throne. He would definitely not watch Han Lingfan secure his position as crown prince, but like Xiao Yi said that she didn't think Han Lingfu would fight to the death by killing the king? With Han Lingfu's character of being afraid of wolves before and tigers later, he should choose Xu Xu Tuzhi...

Or, was there something that forced Han Lingfu to attack the emperor? !

Nangong Yue rubbed her eyebrows. This was Dayu's business and had nothing to do with Southern Xinjiang and their Zhennan Palace. However, there were still people she cared about in the capital, her brother, Yongyang's grandmother... His Royal Highness.

I don’t know what kind of storm the emperor’s death will cause in the capital...

Nangong Yue couldn't help but raise her eyes and look out the window, feeling a little solemn. Under Xiao Yi's coaxing, she absentmindedly drank a few more mouthfuls of soup, but lost her appetite.

In the past two months, she has been suffering from loss of appetite and poor energy. After hearing the news from the royal capital, she looked even more lethargic.

Xiao Yi was heartbroken, but he remained calm and calmly coaxed her, talked to her, and coaxed her to take a nap in the inner room.

The golden autumn weather in southern Xinjiang was still hot. It was easy to feel sleepy in the afternoon, so Nangong Yue fell asleep quickly. This was originally the time for Xiao Yu to take a nap, but today because of the return of his father and Xiao Hui, he was in a particularly high mood and refused to sleep. He tossed and turned in his little bed, rolling around restlessly...

Xiao Yi was afraid that this brat would disturb Nangong Yue's sleep, so he simply helped him put on his clothes again, and then carried the little guy away like a rice bag.

The yard fell into silence as Nangong Yue slept peacefully. The father and son went to Xiao Yi's outer study, while Zhuzi hurried out of the house.

Half an hour later, two young generals followed Zhuzi, one tall and one short, the taller one had fair skin and the short one had dark skin. When they stood together, they had a sense of black and white.

Before entering the door, the two heard the clear laughter of the milk doll, and immediately guessed that Shisun was also inside.

After entering the study room, they suddenly froze, not knowing where to stop.

The study was in a mess, with pieces of rice paper spread everywhere. Xiao Yu was sitting on a bamboo mat on the ground painting, holding a charcoal pen in his hand and painting "seriously". The rice paper was covered with a line Twisted black lines and black circles.

As soon as the little guy heard the footsteps, he looked up curiously at the two young generals. There were several black marks on his fair face, and he had long since turned into a "cat face" .

The two young generals tried their best to hold back their laughter, looked away, and barely found a place to put their feet. They cupped their fists and saluted Xiao Yi who was behind the desk: "I will finally meet your son and grandson."

Little Xiao Yu knows that he has many names, such as brother Yu, Xiao Yu, brat, grandson, grandson, etc.

As soon as he heard the two strangers calling him, he responded loudly, and then looked at them with a puzzled face, as if to say, what's the matter with you calling me?

The two young generals were stunned and looked at each other at a loss. They were born in poverty and didn't know a lot of Chinese characters. Over the years, they followed the prince on the battlefield and made great achievements step by step, bringing glory to their ancestors. But at heart, they are all rough men. Several younger brothers in the family were also raised rough and had no idea what to do. How to deal with such a young and precious grandson? It feels as if their rough hands will scratch the grandson's skin if they touch him.

Looking at the two young generals who were at a loss, Xiao Yi touched his chin thoughtfully. If he wanted to have **** with A Yue as soon as possible, he would have to let this brat get familiar with military affairs as soon as possible. It seemed that he should often Take this brat to the military camp to cultivate relationships with everyone... and save this brat from having to pester his mother at home!

Thinking about it, Xiao Yi said to the two young generals as if nothing had happened: "General Li, Captain Hu, listen to the order!"

"The end is here!"

The two young generals looked at Xiao Yi as if they were being forgiven, and responded with clasped fists.

"General Li, please go to the royal capital, Captain Hu, please go to Western Xinjiang," Xiao Yi leaned lazily on the back of his chair, speaking slowly but sharply, with profound meaning, "Emperor Dayu's funeral But the country cannot live without a king for a day, so the prince should ascend the throne as soon as possible!"

As long as Yongyang was fine, Xiao Yi originally didn't want to meddle in Dayu's business, but if he didn't understand the affairs of the capital, his eldest concubine would feel uneasy. In order for his Crown Princess to be able to raise her baby with peace of mind, these messy things must come to an end as soon as possible!

Li and Hu have been following Xiao Yi for some time, and they immediately understood the prince's intention. Wasn't it to threaten Dayu? !

"Yes, Your Majesty." After the two young generals accepted the order, they hurried away in high spirits.

Xiao Yi was left frowning at Xiao Yu's "cat face". After hesitating for a moment, he asked Zhuzi to prepare warm water.

After washing and brushing the little guy, the gray dumpling finally turned back into a white dumpling and fell asleep sweetly.

When Nangong Yue woke up, she saw both father and son sleeping beside her. A feeling of satisfaction filled her heart. She closed her eyes again and felt the man's strong arms on her slender waist. He drew it back slightly, seeming to be comforting silently, "Go to sleep, he is here...

He is here with her...

After Xiao Yi returned to Luoyue City, he stayed in Bixiaotang for several days without going out. He followed Nangong Yue wherever he went. Even the playful Xiao Yu did not go outside the courtyard or garden. He ran away, and except for sleeping, he followed his parents around like a little tail.

In just a few days, Xiao Yi has seen how difficult it is for Nangong Yue to be pregnant. The first child obviously ate well and slept well when she was pregnant with Xiao Yu, but this time she couldn't eat well or sleep well. Not good... no wonder I lost weight like this in two months.

Xiao Yi felt heartbroken when he saw it, and wished he could bear it for her.

This day’s lunch was unsettling again. Nangong Yue had only eaten half of the porridge when she suddenly frowned, put down the spoon, and vomited into the copper basin aside...

Xiao Yi stood up in a hurry and came to her side even faster than Baihui. He stroked her back and comforted her softly. He then took a cup of warm tea and brought it to her lips, asking her to rinse her mouth. Then gently wipe the corners of her mouth with the handkerchief.

Xiao Yi has done the same thing many times in the past two days. Now Xiao Yi is like a frightened bird and reacts very quickly.

After Nangong Yue recovered, he simply held her in his arms and sat there, coaxing her very patiently, kissing the corners of her mouth, saying sweet words, and kissing the top of her hair. He said angrily: "Ah Yue, this brat is even worse than the older one. When he comes out, I'll take care of him and let you vent your anger, okay?!"

Xiao Yi said seriously, and the maids serving on the side couldn't help showing expressions that couldn't be explained. Other people would not be happy to die after getting a son, so they would not be willing to take care of it. However, the son of their family is a wonderful flower, with a unique painting style. I'm afraid It really can be done.

"Prince, please don't talk nonsense!" At this time, An Niang, who happened to come in from outside, heard it, frowned slightly, and said seriously, "If this lets the girl in the belly of the Crown Prince know that you dislike her, But it’s not good!”

Xiao Yiru was struck by lightning, her whole body stiffened, she blinked in disbelief, and murmured, "Is Ayue a girl?"

An Niang nodded solemnly and said, "Old people say that if a person of this size vomits badly, she might be a girl."

The corners of Xiao Yi's mouth turned up uncontrollably, and he felt like he didn't even know where to put his hands and feet.

Nanny! Sweet and soft girl! Xiao Yi blinked slowly again, almost pinching himself to see if he was dreaming. A cute female doll had already appeared in his mind. She looked just like A Yue. She rubbed herself against him with a milky voice and called "Daddy" coquettishly.

Just thinking about it, Xiao Yi felt like his heart melted.

Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue with almost fear, carefully took one of Nangong Yue's bare hands, and said with a flattering smile: "Ah Yue, the girl's family is like a flower, you can't hit it, you can't scold it."

Of course their daughter is the most precious and precious flower in the world, and she should be held in the palm of your hand and cherished.

"Or, why don't you hit me to vent your anger?"

Xiao Yi looked at Nangong Yue with a consulting expression, looking directly into her eyes, his expression became more serious, making her dumbfounded.

Nangong Yue patted the back of his hand gently, making him laugh out loud with a smile as bright as a flower.

Seeing his Crown Princess happy, Xiao Yi couldn't help but smile too. With a radiant face, he kissed the back of her jade-like hand, and then again.

In ancient times, Lao Laizi entertained his wife with colorful clothes. Before his daughter was born, he, the father, entertained his wife with colorful clothes!

Xiao Yi suddenly felt that he had a heavy responsibility and must take good care of his crown prince and daughter, so he became even more clingy, making Nangong Yue dumbfounded.

Xiao Yilai stayed at Bixiao Hall and didn’t go out, but that didn’t mean that other people wouldn’t come looking for him. So for several days, there was an endless stream of visitors to Bixiao Hall, with all kinds of people coming to see him all day long. They come here to inquire about news, military affairs, political affairs, and various affairs of Nanliang, Baiyue and Xiye counties, either in a roundabout way or directly.

Nanliang and other places have just been returned to the territory of Southern Xinjiang, which also means that there are a lot of vacancies in Southern Xinjiang today. Thinking of this, all the governments in Southern Xinjiang are eager to try and can no longer hold back. Everyone is afraid of falling behind others and losing the opportunity!

Bixiao Hall is crowded with guests every day and it is very lively. But this time, King Zhennan remained motionless. He just pretended that he knew nothing and did not call Xiao Yi to reprimand him in a rage like in the past. Every day, he still fished for him "unpredictably" on a small boat in the palace just like when Xiao Yi was away.

A few veterans originally wanted to test King Zhennan again, but they returned without success again.

This time they finally understood that the prince's fishing was clearly "Yan Ziling's fishing at Qilitan", which meant living in seclusion and not wanting to go out of the mountains!

Hey! The prince is afraid of the prince! Several veterans left in despair, and after that, there were even more guests in Bixiaotang!

Xiao Yi stayed shamelessly in Bixiaotang for three days, and was finally kicked out by Nangong Yue.

He lingered for a while, and after being comforted by the Crown Princess, he finally made his way to the Luo Yuecheng camp, not forgetting to pack his son and go out together.

On the fifth day of October, Xiao Yi issued a series of military orders vigorously and resolutely, one after another, all of which were to reward the meritorious personnel in the Battle of Xiye. The twenty or thirty thousand soldiers who had returned from Xiye were all rewarded. The ordinary soldiers received grain, rice and cloth, while the generals who led the troops received generous rewards such as fertile land and cloth in addition to being promoted to one rank. For example, Hua Chuyu was granted the title of Fourth-Rank Zhonglang General and received thousands of fertile fields. acres, hundreds of pieces of cloth; another example is that Yu Xiufan, Chang Huaixi, Tian Detao and other young generals each got hundreds of acres of fertile land, and hundreds of pieces of cloth...

This series of awards made Luoyue City a bustle and bustle, the morale of the army was greatly boosted, and all the mansions were beaming with joy, with the exception of Yan Mansion.

Compared to Yu Xiufan and Chang Huaixi, Yan Xijun got an extra house. After getting the house, he moved out of Yan Mansion the next day. This move immediately caused a lot of discussion in the city, and there were also some rumors among the army.

Since ancient times, even according to Dayu regulations, children must be "with their parents present and not separated from each other." Although there are inevitably people who violate the law in private, the government will not punish them as long as their fathers and ancestors do not report them.

Yan Xijun has a father and a mother, and both parents are present, but he lives in a separate house from his parents without authorization. That is unfilial!

But before the rumors could spread, Bixiaotang sent congratulatory gifts to Yan Xijun on the afternoon of the day he moved into his new home.

Bixiaotang's care for Yan Xijun was unabashed. To Mrs. Yan, this was like a slap directly on her face in full view of everyone.

In the final analysis, the Dayu Rules no longer work in southern Xinjiang. Whatever the prince says will be whatever he says. Many smart people immediately understood the meaning behind why the prince rewarded Yan Xijun with a house.

Gradually, the rumors about Yan Mansion changed direction again, from Yan Xijun to Mrs. Yan.

No, in the Tian Mansion, Mrs. Tian also talked about this matter with Mrs. Tian sadly: "...Mother, now, people in Luo Yue City are saying that Mrs. Yan offended the Crown Princess, so the Crown Prince deliberately Let her lose face!"

Recalling the several times that Mrs. Yan made inappropriate words and deeds in front of the Crown Princess, Mrs. Tian shook her head in disapproval. This Mrs. Yan believed herself to be a noble daughter of an aristocratic family, but she was really confused.

Mrs. Tian took a sip of hot tea, put down the teacup and said, "From now on, the Yan family will probably rely on Young Master Yan."

Mrs. Tian responded and said: "It is not easy for Mr. Yan to earn the future he has now. I heard that his aunt went to beg him to refuse the reward from the prince the day before yesterday, so as not to rob his brother. The limelight..."

A **** should have the responsibilities of a **** and should not expect things that do not belong to him. However, everything Yan Xijun gained was earned through military merit. If a family cannot tolerate this, then It's rotten to the roots.

If Yan Xijun had not come out of Yan Mansion, he would probably be a commoner in the next generation.

After a pause, Mrs. Tian thought of something and asked uncertainly: "Mother, the Crown Prince just rewarded our Tao, should we go to Bixiaotang to express our gratitude?"

There was a hint of hesitation in Mrs. Tian's tone. In the past few days, many mansions that had received awards had submitted posts to Bixiaotang, but the Crown Princess had not seen them. Could there be something wrong with them?

Mrs. Tian smiled slightly and said, "Send me a post first and give it a try, then you'll know?"

The invitations from the Tian family were sent to Bixiao Hall on the same day. The next day, each government found that the Crown Princess had finally seen guests again, and the Tian family's carriage smoothly drove into the East Street gate of Bixiao Hall.

When Mrs. Tian and her mother-in-law saw that Nangong Yue had lost a lot of weight, they felt a little unsure. I wanted to use Xiao Shisun to open up the topic and test it out, but unfortunately, Xiao Shisun was not there, saying that he went to the military camp with the prince.

The Tian family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law finally got the answer to their doubts when they saw a small plate of sour plums placed on the table next to Nangong Yue.

That’s it!

No wonder the prince’s concubine has not seen visitors since August, and no wonder the prince’s grandson was taken to the military camp by the prince.

Thinking about the last time the Crown Prince left southern Xinjiang, Mrs. Tian estimated that the Crown Princess’s pregnancy should be about three months old, so she implicitly mentioned that she still had several jars of secretly made pickled green plums at home. He ordered someone to bring it to the imperial concubine as an appetizer.

Nangong Yue naturally understood the hint in Mrs. Tian’s words and thanked her with a smile, which was equivalent to answering Mrs. Tian’s doubts from the side.

She was more than three months pregnant, so it was time to make it public.

The three women in the hall smiled at each other tacitly.

Mrs. Tian’s mother-in-law and daughter-in-law saw that Nangong Yue was not in good spirits and knew that her pregnancy was not good, so they did not dare to disturb her anymore. After a few pleasantries, they left.

After the Tian family’s mother-in-law and daughter-in-law returned home, people they knew from the mansion immediately came to talk to them. They spread the word from ten to ten... Within a few days, everyone in Luo Yue City knew the good news that the imperial concubine was pregnant again. The city was boiling with excitement again, and everyone from the top officials to the common people were beaming with joy and pride.

As the saying goes: Many children bring blessings, and indeed, the prince and his concubine are blessed!

Zhennan Palace and their southern border will become more and more prosperous!

In this bustling and lively atmosphere, Lin Jingchen returned from the southwest on the eighth day of October, and successfully brought back a poisonous insect called "Snow Dragon".

This snow dragon is all white, like an ice sculpture made of snow. It is about the size of a longan and looks like a toad. The venom secreted from its mouthparts is the most powerful poison in the world. Yin corpse poisons are mutually reinforcing and mutually reinforcing, so they can be used as medicine to treat Guan Yubai's right hand.

However, the poison of the snow dragonfly is too strong, so the medicine must be used with extreme caution and slowly... In other words, I am afraid that the therapeutic effect may not be seen for a while.

Guanyin Baiyun is calm and calm, and he originally felt that it didn't matter whether he used his right hand or not. Since Dr. Lin said it can be cured, just treat it slowly. Anyway, he has a lot of patience...

After that, Lin Jingchen was solemnly invited by Xiao Yi to Bixiaotang to diagnose Nangong Yue’s pulse and prescribe a prescription.

Listening to her grandson-in-law’s sad expression about how bad her granddaughter’s pregnancy was, Lin Jingchen couldn’t help but laugh a little, and he wrote down a few prescriptions in a good-natured manner. They were not prescriptions, but some medicated meals to stop vomiting and stimulate the appetite. .

Within two days, Nangong Yue's appetite improved a lot. Xiao Yi finally relaxed a little. Every day he took Xiao Yu to Lin Zhai to ask Lin Jingchen for a recipe for herbal meals, and also used his brat to tease her. The old man smiled...

After the hustle and bustle, the people of Southern Xinjiang also calmed down, and Southern Xinjiang gradually returned to calm.

After entering October, the autumn mood is getting stronger and stronger, and the weather in the morning and evening begins to become slightly cooler. The maple leaves are dyed red, like the burning flames, dotted with the golden autumn.

The bright maple leaves attracted Xiao Yu's attention from the flowers. He began to pick maple leaves everywhere in the palace and Bixiaotang. Fortunately, he followed Xiao Yi out most of the day. Some maple trees were lucky enough to escape the disaster.

The autumn wind blows slowly, and pieces of red maple fall from the branches, hovering, rolling, and flying in the air...

"簌簌猌..."

Amidst the sound of swaying branches and leaves, a woman's helpless voice floated faintly from a room in Bixiaotang: "Yue'er, my mother just sent someone from the royal capital to rush to deliver a letter to me..."

Yuan Yuyi came to find Nangong Yue early in the morning, full of bitterness and wanting to talk about it.

She had long known about the emperor's uncle's funeral from Nangong Yue, and she had already recovered from her grief. However, this was not the reason why Yuncheng sent a letter to Yuan Yuyi this time.

"My mother said that the royal capital is in chaos now, and the prince has not yet ascended the throne... My mother asked my second brother and I to stay in southern Xinjiang temporarily and not return to the royal capital..."

As for the situation in the royal capital, Yuncheng was vague, but Yuan Yuyi could imagine that the situation must be bad, otherwise how could Yuncheng make this decision!

Nangong Yue frowned, a little surprised. Princess Yuncheng is really bold and big-hearted. She knows that Southern Xinjiang has become independent, but she still dares to let her two children stay here to avoid the limelight...

Seemingly seeing the surprise in Nangong Yue's eyes, Yuan Yuyi gave a bitter smile and said: "Yue'er, although my Yuan family does not participate in government affairs, they have always been on good terms with the Queen and Aunt Yongyang's family. Moreover, my mother has a flamboyant personality. When the emperor's uncle was here, my mother was the emperor's sister. Everyone should respect my mother more, and everything would be easy... Now that the emperor's uncle is no longer here, if the prince becomes the crown prince in the end Without ascending the throne, life for our family might not be so easy!"

Even if several other princes still call their mother Yuncheng aunt, in the Tian family, it is just "aunt". Without the combination of interests, there will be no dignity that comes with it.

Yuan Yuyi sighed, her eyes became darker and darker, and continued: "My family is not involved in political affairs, and I can't help the prince. I can only go everywhere to pray to gods and Buddhas in southern Xinjiang..."

Ever since she learned that the emperor was buried in heaven, she went out to worship the Bodhisattva every day, from Buddhist temples to Mazu temples to Taoist temples. Firstly, she prayed for Emperor Daxing, hoping that he could rest in peace under the nine springs; secondly, she also hoped that he would rest in peace under the nine springs. If the prince ascends the throne as soon as possible, the situation in the capital can be stabilized, and she can go home to see her parents and brothers.

Unexpectedly, a letter from her mother Yuncheng today completely broke her fantasy. Although Nanjiang has solved Dayu's crisis in the West Night, it does not mean that Dayu will be at peace!

After talking nonchalantly for a while, Yuan Yuyi felt relieved and relaxed a lot.

After she boldly drank half a cup of warm tea to moisten her throat, she thought of something, took off the plum red purse from her waist, and said: "Yue'er, I'm going to the temple to worship Buddha in the past few days, and I'll give it to you by the way. I also asked for some amulets with your second son."

Yuan Yuyi took out several amulets from her purse, one after another... Suddenly, she took out a cyan handkerchief from her purse, her hand froze, and she stuffed it back hastily.

Yuan Yuyi glanced at Nangong Yue nervously, and when she met her thoughtful eyes, she knew that she must have seen it.

Nangong Yue looked at Yuan Yuyi with a smile, a hint of understanding in her dark eyes.

She was certain that the green handkerchief did not belong to Yuan Yuyi.

Yuan Yuyi has always liked exquisite and beautiful clothes and jewelry. She has never used this kind of cyan handkerchief, and the square handkerchief is embroidered with several bamboo leaves, which looks more like a man's handkerchief. .

Yuan Yuyi's little face was stained with crimson. She hesitated and said, "Yue'er, this is the fifth son's..."

Yuan Yuyi's voice became softer and softer, as light as a mosquito's moan.

Nangong Yue was stunned. Could it be that the Fifth Young Master was not Yu Xiufan? She suddenly remembered the peach banquet two months ago. Yuan Yuyi and Yu Xiufan seemed to be getting along well.

Could it be that...

Thinking about it, Nangong Yue's eyes lit up and her mouth smiled.

For Yuan Yuyi, now that she has started, it will be easier to talk about it later. She eloquently told Nangong Yue that she went to the Great Buddha Temple to offer incense the day before yesterday, and happened to see a few children picking up chestnuts in the temple. The chestnuts growing on the branches looked like hair balls, so she curiously asked them. Yu Xiufan, who was passing by, heard this sentence. Then he climbed up the tree and picked some chestnut **** for her, wrapped them in a handkerchief and gave them to her...

"I wanted to wash the veil before giving it back to him..."

Yuan Yuyi couldn't help but add this last sentence, but saw the smile on Nangong Yue's lips getting deeper.

Nangong Yue secretly felt that Yu Xiufan's handkerchief was a wonderful gift. The handkerchief was sent back and forth, and the two of them had another chance to meet.

I didn’t expect Sister Yi to be with Yu Xiufan...

This is truly a marriage of thousands of miles, and it couldn’t be better!

"Sister Yi," Nangong Yue looked at Yuan Yuyi sincerely, took her hands, and said implicitly, "It would be great if you could stay in Southern Xinjiang forever!" As long as the eldest princess of Yuncheng is willing to agree to this Family affairs...

Yuan Yuyi also understood the implication of Nangong Yue’s words, and her pretty face became red again. She couldn’t help but think about it, and her face was so red that she was about to bleed...

She did not dare to think deeply anymore, she cleared her throat with a few dry coughs, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Yue'er, are you optimistic about sister Fei's marriage?" Of course Yuan Yuyi knew the original intention of the peach feast on the eighth day of August. It was held to see Xiao Fei.

As soon as Xiao Fei's marriage was mentioned, Nangong Yue couldn't help but frown and sighed with some trouble.

After the peach banquet, Nangong Yue went to Yuebiju to have a long talk with Xiao Fei. Xiao Fei was a little confused at first, but later said that she thought the Chang family was good, which meant she chose Chang Huaixi.

Of course Nangong Yue could see that Xiao Fei was still in love. In fact, Xiao Fei still felt that it didn't matter which of the four families she married, but she didn't want to worry anymore, so she picked one at random.

The Chang family is indeed good, Chang Huaixi, Mrs. Chang and Chang Huanwei are all good, and Xiao Fei’s expression does not look like she dislikes Chang Huaixi when she mentions the Chang family.

Not hating each other is actually a good start between the two of them.

Maybe...

Nangong Yue glanced at Yuan Yuyi, who had bright eyes, thinking of her and Yu Xiufan, and raised her lips thoughtfully.

Maybe Xiao Fei and Chang Huaixi can be alone together, talk to each other, and see if they are compatible. Maybe just like Sister Yi, there will be unexpected surprises!

If everything goes well, maybe Zhennan Palace will be able to hold another wedding early next year!