"Really?" Ms. Chen raised her eyebrows and chuckled. Just when Ms. Meng thought everything was fine, her expression suddenly became serious, "Meng Yunxian, how long do you want to fool me?"
This fierce shouting frightened Meng, who had just stood up, her legs softened, and she knelt down again, looking uneasy and said: "What do you mean, mother-in-law? My daughter-in-law has never fooled you, and I don't even dare to think about it."
Mrs. Chen snorted coldly: "You and Fu Ying were pregnant at the same time. If her boy had not died in infancy, with your unsatisfactory belly, you would not be as proud as you are today." After a pause, he continued: "Fu Ying is certainly her own.
She fell, but if you knew in advance where she would go, you could have tampered with the cobblestones."
Mrs. Meng waved her hands in a panic and said: "My daughter-in-law doesn't have her. She really doesn't have her. Eniang must not listen to the nonsense of my direct descendant Fujin. She said that just to take away my daughter-in-law's child."
"Whether Fu Ying is talking nonsense or not, you know it in your heart. In short, from this moment on, please give me some peace of mind. I don't care whether Fu Ying lives or dies, but grandson... I care a lot. Listen clearly, I do care a lot.
"Ms. Chen stretched out her hand and slapped Meng's face hard several times, and then said: "If I find out that you hurt my grandson again, you don't have to be a cheater."
Meng never dreamed that things would turn out like this. She cried and said, "Mother, you have really wronged your daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law..." Before she could finish speaking, Mrs. Chen slapped her on the face and said sternly: "
I am not an old fool, if I hear another lie, I will tell Yunli that I will depose you as a princess!"
As soon as she heard this, Mrs. Meng immediately fell silent and didn't dare to say another word. However, the matter was not over yet. Mrs. Chen stared at her and said: "When you get back, send the child to Fuying. From now on,
She is Fu Ying's child, the prince's direct child, and soon the emperor will issue a decree to make her the princess."
Meng said in a panic: "No, that is my daughter-in-law's child. Mother, you said that no one can take it away. Why are you going back on your word now?"
"It's not your turn to question my decision. In short, just follow my words and send the child away. Being able to be in Fuying's lap is also a blessing for the child. He won't have to bear the name of a concubine for the rest of his life."
Meng sobbed and cried: "But what should I do with my daughter-in-law? It took a lot of effort for my daughter-in-law to give birth to such a child during her ten-month pregnancy. My daughter-in-law is reluctant to part with it."
"There is nothing to be reluctant to part with. She will still be in the palace in the future, and it's not like she won't be able to see her. You are her mother-in-law, so you should think more about her and let her take a better path." After saying this, Mrs. Chen slowly
He took a breath and said: "Besides, you are still young, and you will have plenty of opportunities to have children in the future."
"But..." Mrs. Meng wanted to beg again, but when she saw Ms. Chen's cold eyes, she had to swallow her words and said aggrievedly: "Yes, my daughter-in-law will do what E Niang said."
The reason why she was able to please Mrs. Chen was because she was used to assessing the situation and figuring out other people's thoughts. Judging from Mrs. Chen's attitude, it was a certainty that the child would be at Fuying's knees. No matter how much she begged, it was useless.
It will make Mr. Chen hate herself even more.
Under Ling Ruo's intervention, the child was finally brought up by Fuying. Soon after, Yinzhen issued an order to name her and make her the princess.
The saddest thing was Meng, who watched her child become someone else's child. However, this sadness did not make her reflect on the wrong things she had done. Instead, she believed that everything was Fuying's fault, and she became even more angry with her.
She hated her and secretly vowed to get her child back one day.
On the day when she held her child and accepted the canonization, Fuying didn't feel much joy in her heart. Instead, there was a trace of lingering sadness. In the entire palace, she was the only one who knew that Yunli would probably never be able to return again.
After giving birth, this child will be Yunli's only child.
Lowering her head and stroking the child's young cheek, Fuying secretly swore that she would raise the child well and not let her get hurt at all.
As for Yunli's matter, she didn't know how long she could hide it. If possible, she hoped to hide it for the rest of her life to prevent Yunli from being hit again.
The affairs of Prince Guo's palace have temporarily come to an end with the canonization decree. As for the palace, it seems to be calm recently.
When Hongli was free, he would go to the palace and teach Hongzhan how to practice archery and martial arts. Although Hongzhan was young, he learned it well and worked very hard. He never slacked off. Even if it was midsummer, he would practice every day.
, this attitude made Hongli quite satisfied, as if he had seen his former self.
As his arm strength increased, Hongzhan gradually gained some strength when practicing calligraphy and was no longer as soft as before. This made him more motivated to practice archery.
On this day, Hongli came to Chengqian Palace. When he saw Hongzhan, he did not rush to teach him how to practice archery. Instead, he raised the brocade box in his hand and said, "Do you want to see something new?"
Hongzhan didn't want to pay attention to it, but he couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked: "What is it?"
When Hongli opened the brocade box and revealed a silver-white short gun inside, Hongzhan's breathing suddenly became rapid, "I know, this is a musket. I heard Huang Ama say it, but muskets are not all long."
Really? Why is the handle so short?"
Hongli explained: "This is a Buddhist emblem that they collected from Tsarist Russia. It is suitable for shooting with one hand. It is much more convenient than ordinary muskets, but its power has not changed at all."
"It's so powerful." Hongzhan marveled and stroked the cold gun body. Just as he reluctantly took back his hand, Hongli said: "I already have a short gun in my house. If you like it, how about giving this one to you?"
"Send it to me?" Hongzhan raised his head in surprise and said in disbelief: "Can you really give it to me?"
Hongli smiled and said: "Of course it's true. There's nothing wrong with lying to you, but I don't have ammunition for you. It's too dangerous. When you grow up, I will take you to the barracks to practice shooting muskets."
Hongzhan nodded vigorously, and then carefully picked up the musket. Although it was a bit heavy, it did not affect his liking at all. He held it in his hand and was reluctant to put it down.
"Hey, what is this?" A young voice sounded in Hongzhan's ears. Before he could recover, the short gun in his hand had been taken away by a pair of small hands.
Hongzhan was startled and said quickly: "Give me the gun quickly, we can't play with this."
Seeing that Hongzhan was coming to snatch it away, Jiarou quickly ran away for a distance and said crisply: "Why? I think it's quite fun?"
Seeing Jia Rou holding the gun, Hong Zhan turned pale and said nervously: "This is very dangerous, I really can't play with it. Be good, will you be obedient and give the gun back to Brother Six?"
Jiarou made a face at him and said, "I don't want it. If you want it, come and grab it!" After that, she ran in the palace courtyard. Because of their time together, Jiarou and Hongzhan had become very good friends.
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"Give it back to me!" Hongzhan shouted as he chased after him, fearing that Jiarou would accidentally pull the trigger and be injured. In his desperation, he forgot that Hongli had just said that the gun had no ammunition.