"I remember my mother said that when I was three years old, my father secretly saved a pregnant woman when he left Bingya comprador's life. She was injured by the Leng family's poison. I remember my mother said she hurt people. The woman was very close to her before. Because her identity as Leng's family was publicly sieged and was besieged by everyone, she no longer contacted her. It is not surprising that she would have hidden some Leng's poison in her hands. Now it seems that my mother said that It is very likely that He Wanrong is He." Leng Zixiao thought for a while and said. "My mother also said that even if the pregnant woman was rescued, her child would not live long. The Leng family's poisoning technique is really harmful to people. .If you can do it, it’s best not to use it.”
It seems that the doctor Chuntao mentioned is Leng Zixiao's father. Su Ran knew it.
"The person has been killed. Are you really helpless?" Ximen Zhe stroked Ximen Yichen's head leaning beside him and asked leisurely.
Although Ximen Yichen is young and looks very calm, everyone knows how sad this child is in his heart.
Leng Zixiao reached out and pressed Ximen Yichen's tender shoulders. She shook her head. "Little Prince. I can do my best. Doctors can try to treat various diseases. But the inevitable result of preventing aging. Your mother ...It can be considered a death-long death. It is the blessing that everyone hopes to get."[
Ximen Yichen opened his big eyes and looked up at Leng Zixiao. It was expectation and disappointment.
"Get out. Get out." Ximen Zhe hugged Ximen Yichen and looked ahead. The sound was as cold as the number nine.
All the people waiting in the yard retreated one after another. Su Ranhua and Leng Zixiao also left. Only a family of three were left in the yard. They stayed together inside and outside the house.
"It's really a sin. How can I eliminate it if my karma is so heavy?"
When the Empress Dowager in Chumin Palace heard the news of Princess Xi’s death, she closed her eyes and fiddled with the Buddhist beads on her hand.
At this time, she was already seventy-five years old. She had experienced the vicissitudes of three generations. She should be the one who should die, not the young Princess of the West.
It has been a month since I sent Chuntao away. Ximen Zhe took Ximen Yichen to burn incense and paper every day. He can't say love to this woman, but he has no hatred. After a year of getting along, he feels that she should be in his life. Part of it shouldn't have left in such a hurry.
"Men's daughter meets the prince. The prince of the West is really a person with deep affection and friendship. Let's see the princess of the West again."
On the way, I met this woman again. She was about twenty years old. She came to Guandi Temple here every day to deliver food to the wanderers living here. She was very beautiful. She always had a gentle smile on her face. She should be a kind-hearted person. The person.
The guards who followed Ximen Zhe once told him that she was the daughter of Prime Minister Li Chengyi. She was named Li Xueyun. Li Chengyi had a middle-aged daughter. She was also his only child. She regarded her as a pearl in her hand and loved her. She let the gate of the prime minister's house be almost covered by Even if I did not choose the Ruyi Man for my daughter.
Ximen Zhe knew that Li Chengyi had a high eye. His precious daughter must marry Zhonglong. Unfortunately, the emperor's harem only has Su Ranhua. Prince Ximen Yiqi was only eight years old. So although he is the King of the West He is twenty-nine years old, but he is still a candidate.
Ximen Zhe knew this trick of the Li family envoy. Seeing Li Xueyun greeting him, he just nodded slightly and took Chen'er away.
"This is a portrait submitted by all the ministers to the emperor. They all think that the girl is worthy of you. The emperor asked Wei Mother to show you. It will be up to you to decide."
After Chuntao died and worshipped Qiqi, Ximen Zhe took Ximen Yichen into the palace to Chunlin Garden.
Ximen Yichen went to play with Meng'er Qi'er. Concubine Yao put a stack of portraits in front of Ximen Zhe.
Ximen Zhe glanced lightly and did not look through it.
"Zhe'er. Even if you have a heart, Chen'er cannot be without a mother. You should find a woman with both moral character and let her take care of Chen'er." Concubine Yao sighed. Ximen Zhe had just gotten rid of the shadow of Su Ran's painting. Not long after, Chuntao left. Her son's life was really bitter. Chen'er's life was also bitter.
"Mother, who do you like?" Ximen Zhe asked. He was too lazy to check the details of so many women. Since Concubine Yao raised this matter with him, she must have a clear mind. She wouldn't be a mother, either. To harm your children and grandchildren.
He really wanted to find a mother who loved him for Chen'er. I remember that before Chuntao died, he told him specifically that Chen'er would have a happy home and that Chen'er would have both father and mother.
She accompanied Chen'er. I believe there will be a good woman to replace her. She is not afraid that Chen'er will forget her. As long as Chen'er can be happy...
"Li Xueyun, the daughter of Prime Minister Li." Concubine Yao said as she took out the picture of Li Xueyun from the portrait. "He is a gentle and lovely woman with a very good heart. She often helps the poor and takes care of the poor children who are homeless. I believe she will definitely regard Chen'er as her own son and love Chen'er."
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"She." Ximen Zhe remembered the woman who stayed halfway every day. Starting from Li Chengyi's motivation, he did not think her appearance was a coincidence.
It is not easy to be the Princess of the West. Ximen Zhe curled his lips and looked at the portrait. If you want to try it, I can give you a chance.
After all, in terms of talent and learning, Li Xueyun is the best among all girls. She is well-known. While taking care of Chen'er, she also needs her talent to influence Chen'er.
"Grandma. Do you want to choose a new mother for Chen'er?" Ximen Yichen, who returned to Chunlinyuan, understood very smartly when he saw the stack of portraits.
"Chen'er. Grandma is looking for someone who loves Chen'er and can accompany your father." Concubine Yao explained.
"I know." Chen'er said. "Grandma and father don't have to worry about Chen'er. There can't be a mistress in the Western Prince's Mansion. Whoever the father chooses will be the Western Prince's Concubine. But Chen'er's mother only has a mother."
"Chen'er. Don't worry. The father will find a woman who loves Chen'er the most. If you can't find it, the father would rather have a mistress in the Xiwang Mansion." Ximen Zhe hugged Ximen Yichen on his lap and said.
"No." Ximen Yichen jumped off Ximen Zhe. "Chen'er doesn't want his father to be alone. His mother was very lonely when she had a father before. Aunt Wan'er also lives alone in Cuizhu Pavilion. She is very lonely. Both the concubine and the queen said that the road ahead is long. Chen'er didn't want her aunt to live alone in Cuizhu Pavilion. She didn't want her father to live alone in the Western Palace. She should be like the emperor and the queen. good."
"My baby grandson is really sensible." Concubine Yao hugged Ximen Yichen in her arms. She had tasted such loneliness. She didn't want her son to follow her footsteps again. She had a chance. But her son besides.
"Hey. This is not the big sister we often meet." Ximen Yichen stared at the portrait at the top and asked in surprise.