In Qiongzhi Academy, An Jiuyue had two little babies in her arms who were brought back from Dinnuo Academy.
"You don't even know, we miss you so much. We think about you day and night, so much that we can hardly eat." Qian Yirong stretched out his arms and hugged his mother's neck, acting coquettishly.
"Yeah?"
An Jiuyue looked at the two people in her arms with a smile on her face.
"Then why do I feel that Rong'er has gained a lot of weight? Could it be that if he can't eat, he will gain weight?"
"Well."
Qian Yirong choked at his mother's words, and his face suddenly turned red.
"That...that thing, it should have gained its weight on its own, it has nothing to do with me."
"Pfft, haha!"
Qian Yizheng, who was sitting opposite him, laughed rudely, almost teasing his younger brother.
He also gained weight on his own, and he never noticed when his younger brother talked so playfully.
"Brother, don't laugh, don't laugh."
Qian Yirong felt even more embarrassed when he smiled like this. His face turned bright red and he almost waved his hand and slapped Qian Yizheng.
Just slap your brother dumb and that's it.
"Okay, okay, don't laugh, don't laugh."
Qian Yizheng obediently covered his mouth with his little hand to show that he was not laughing.
…
In the yard, the voices of An Jiuyue and the two children talking could still be heard in the house.
At this moment, Qian Jiyun was standing in the courtyard, completely deserted, with an even more indifferent expression on her face as she listened to Yan Shen report the news from the palace to him.
"It really raised his heart."
He raised his hand, gently brushed away the snowflakes that had fallen on his clothes, and chuckled.
Before, the old emperor had thought of arresting Jiu Yue to threaten him, but when King Sui was poisoned, he didn't mention it again.
Now, they have just come back, how many hours has it been?
He could still be so upright and discuss with the courtiers how to deal with him. This old emperor is really getting better and better as he gets older.
"Master, in the past few months when you and your mistress were away, many secret guards appeared on the young lady's side, trying to take her away, but in the end they were all silenced and no one was left."
Yan Shen looked at his master and said.
I guess I saw that the lady's side was not working out, so I decided to turn to the mistress.
As everyone knows, the people around the young lady are all arranged by the mistress. They can't even get close to the young lady, so how can they hurt the mistress?
"snort."
After Qian Jiyun heard this, he just sneered.
What is expected is that as long as he controls the southern border, the old emperor will not trust him. If he does not die, how can the old emperor feel at ease?
"Yanshen, do you think it's time to take back all the people on the southern border?"
"ah?"
Yan Shen was completely stunned.
Take back all the people on the southern border? That’s a large army. Take them all back?
"Master, do you want to give up the southern border?" he asked cautiously.
"Um."
Qian Jiyun raised his head and looked at the falling snowflakes. The dim sky made his mind clearer.
"Doesn't he hope to conquer the eighteen villages on the border and let the people from the eighteen villages guard the southern border? Since that is what he wants, then let's do it."
"But over there on the southern border..."
Yan Shen felt that his master's brain was trapped by the door. How could he have such terrible thoughts?