Chapter 92 Their family has a throne that needs to be inherited
Who could have imagined that he would die so miserably.
A separation means eternity, even separation between life and death. If she had known, Yu Lan would definitely have left all the money she had with Osmanthus as a dowry instead of waiting to take advantage of others after she died.
I don’t know if Guihua redeemed herself in her previous life or how she lived.
He is destined to be short-lived.
It's rare that God has mercy on me and allowed me to be reborn back to the age of seventeen.
This year, he is not dead yet. He has escaped from the Zhang Mansion and has started a new life. Yu Lan is using all the methods he can think of to change his destiny and try his best to survive.
Now, he has deviated from the life path of his previous life. Even Yu Lan himself doesn't know what will happen in the future, and he has no bottom line. He can only go one way to the end.
Ultimately, whether you can change your destiny depends on God's will.
Thinking of this, Yu Lan lowered his head and couldn't help but sigh.
Osmanthus had a hard life just like herself, and I just hoped that everything would be fine for her. All in all, Osmanthus had sold herself to the Chen Mansion more than half a year earlier.
Now there are still three or four months before she sells herself out. Yu Lan wants to help her, but she can't protect herself now, so how can she help others.
However, there is still time.
It would be great if you had money.
Yu Lan knew where Guihua's family lived. If he had money and could have sent some money when something happened to Guihua's family, everything would have been different.
money……
Thinking of this, Yu Lan instantly became energetic. Yes.
It’s okay not to want to.
When I think about it, I feel that money is really tight. Now she doesn't have even half a penny on her body.
I don't even have half a penny.
Let alone helping others, I am struggling to survive.
Think about it, it's really difficult.
Yu Lan was a little downcast.
Emperor Qingyuan turned his head slightly, just in time to see Yu Lan's dejected look, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
This girl.
What is this expression?
Feeling the man's gaze, Yu Lan raised her head and glanced at him. She stood there obediently and had even forgotten to eat the melon seeds.
Emperor Qingyuan glanced at Yu Lan, then at Mrs. Lin who was standing next to her, and then frowned slightly.
Although Lin's dress is simple, the hairpins and hairpins on her head are very good. She even wears a gold bracelet on her wrist. On the contrary, Yu Lan, not to mention the hairpin on her head, is just ordinary beads.
There was not a single flower, only two strings pulled from nowhere to tie her hair.
"..."
Emperor Qingyuan was silent.
I feel slapped in the face.
Emperor Qingyuan was very willing to treat his own people. Even if he was just serving the palace maids, he would not treat them harshly in terms of food and clothing. However, he never asked about these things, and someone was responsible.
After taking a look at Yu Lan, Emperor Qingyuan instantly had an idea.
Buy, must buy.
His people cannot be inferior to others in terms of food and clothing!
Yu Lan always felt that he had something to say.
But there is no evidence.
When it was almost time for dinner, the sparring between the men was over, and Yu Lan watched the whole process lively.
…
It was afternoon in a blink of an eye.
After having afternoon tea, Emperor Qingyuan had someone move a soft couch and place it under the big tree in the yard, and then lay down directly.
Even Ji Wen feels that he seems to be very lack of energy recently and seems to be very unhappy.
If he were not sure that his father was in good health, he would have to wonder whether their father was sick.
Ji Wen naturally would not have thought that Emperor Qingyuan had already begun to live a life of early retirement, so he was naturally unhappy.
There were gentle footsteps at the door in the distance.
Yu Lan looked up and saw Lu Chen and Lin Qingshan walking towards them. When they came not far from Emperor Qingyuan, they stopped and bent down to salute.
"I've met you."
"My subordinate has met you."
After hearing the two voices, Emperor Qingyuan continued to close his eyes and rest his mind, but then he opened his mouth and asked a simple question.
"how?"
Lu Chen said respectfully: "Sir, there is a very nice villa in Dongxiang. The villa belongs to a wealthy businessman in Jiangling. I haven't lived in it since it was built. My subordinate has already bought it and will have it cleaned later."
I can live in it.”
Lin Qingshan nodded when he heard this, "That courtyard is really good. It has pavilions, waterside pavilions, small bridges and flowing water. The most important thing is that it is on the east alley, and the location is very quiet."
It meets my requirements very well.
Lin Qingshan has a bold personality, so he naturally hopes that Emperor Qingyuan can continue to live in his home.
However, it is okay for my own family to live here, but with children, parents, and a few servants, it seems a bit small. So it is really inappropriate for me to live with them.
Anyway, East Alley is not too far away from here, so you can just follow him there for personal protection.
Although he is protected by secret guards, as well as Lao Ji and the others, he is not in the palace after all. Now that he is here, the emperor cannot have any accidents happen under his nose.
After hearing this, Emperor Qingyuan responded, "Well, let someone clean it and then move in."
Lu Chen nodded, "Yes, I will ask someone to clean it right now, and Lin Wai will ask someone to prepare some needed things."
Emperor Qingyuan: "Yeah."
After Lu Chen and the others left, the yard became quiet again.
"Gugu..."
At this moment, a gray homing pigeon flew from the courtyard. The pigeon flapped its wings a few times and flew towards Emperor Qingyuan.
Hearing the sound, Emperor Qingyuan opened his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and let the pigeon fall on his hand.
Reaching out to take off the letter paper tied to the pigeon's leg, Emperor Qingyuan casually handed the pigeon to Ji Wen.
"Get him something to eat."
Ji Wen stepped forward and nodded respectfully, "Yes, I will prepare some rice for Xiao Hui."
This is a pigeon raised by the Queen Mother, and the treatment is naturally incomparable to that of ordinary homing pigeons.
Ji Wen said, holding the homing pigeon in his hand and went to get food for it himself.
Emperor Qingyuan sat up from the soft couch, looked at the rolled-up letter in his hand, and frowned slightly.
For two lifetimes, Emperor Qingyuan was helpless towards his mother.
The content of the letter is as follows.
"Ji'er, it's been some time since you left the palace. Did you feel acclimatized along the way? Did you eat well and wear warm clothes? Did you lose weight?"
"The Ai family met Wang Shangshu's daughter in the imperial garden a few days ago. She looks like a flower. You said you are not young anymore, and you should have someone around you to talk to. Besides, although you are still
You are young, but as an emperor, you should also think about your children..."
Having said so much, let me summarize in one sentence.
Their family has a throne to inherit, and the mother wants to have a grandson.
In the previous life, my mother gave a white-haired person to a black-haired person. I was really unfilial. My mother always wanted to hold her grandson, but she could not be held until her death.
In fact, Emperor Qingyuan didn't have high requirements. Let alone a prince, even if he had a princess at his knees, he wouldn't die of depression.
In his past life and this life, he was destined to have no chance of having an heir, so he didn't force it. In this life, the only thing he could do was to live longer and not let his mother continue the pain of mourning.