"Great, great!" Mo Mo clapped his hands happily, completely ignoring someone with a dark face and black lines on one side...
Nangong Feiran looked at Yuchi Pingting happily, with a hint of cunning in his eyes. He didn't care about Yuchi Pingting's eyes that were about to burst into flames. He undressed and took off his clothes, hugged Mo Mo and went to bed and lay down on his own.
Because Mo Mo was there, Yuchi Pingting couldn't say anything, and Mo Mo was still urging Yuchi Pingting. Obviously, in Mo Mo's young mind, sleeping with his parents was a rare thing.
Yuchi Pingting looked at Nangong Feiran's half-smiling face. She had no choice but to take off her outer skirt and lie on the other side of Mo Mo. She looked at Mo Mo's ### face with great excitement. She fluttered her big eyes and felt in her heart.
He no longer blames Nangong Feiran so much. No matter what his reasons are, he can always make Mo Mo overjoyed.
Yuchi Pingting was lying next to Mo Mo, patting Mo Mo's chest with one hand. Soon, Mo Mo's slight snoring sounded in her ears. Suddenly, a strong big hand held his jade hand, and Yuchi Pingting instinctively
It shrank but didn't come out.
In the darkness, there was Mo Mo between her and Nangong Feiran. She could not see his expression, but through the thick palms, she could feel the warmth in her palms. She thought, he must be smiling, yes, he
There was nothing to worry about, and I had just learned the good news that I was going to be a father, so I was definitely in a particularly good mood.
Thinking of this, she felt a little confused for no reason!
This sadness comes in a strange way, just like the mist that suddenly rises at night. It curls up in my heart and cannot be shaken away no matter how hard I try.
She shouldn't be depressed.
It's normal for him to have an heir. What does it have to do with her?
Even if he has a thousand or ten thousand women and gives him countless children, it is none of her business. As long as he is not afraid of killing them all, it is all his own housework to be romantic about whatever he likes.
, what does it have to do with herself? It’s enough for her to have a Mo Mo baby.
She just needs to live peacefully in the palace and find the legendary ice and fire jade toad as soon as possible! After that, she will return to Fengyu Villa and have nothing to do with him anymore.
You must not feel attached! Attachment? Do you already feel attached to this man? Just kidding, how could it be possible? I, Yuchi Pingting, am such a strong and independent person. How often will I be attached to others? But why, in my heart
It would be so uncomfortable...
Yuchi Pingting still couldn't help but remind herself, and tried very hard to shake off the disappointment in her heart, reminding herself again and again: they were just a contract couple, and she saved him many times because he was good to Mo Mo, and he had also secretly
She had helped her own business, she just didn't want to owe him these inexplicable favors, nothing else, so she shouldn't have any more whimsical thoughts about this man.
Yuchi Pingting's guess was right. Nangong Feiran was indeed smiling in the dark. He also felt strange that he always felt very comfortable when he was with this woman. Seeing that she was unwilling to sleep with him but was hindered by Mo
When Mo begged her to sleep in the same bed with him, he thought she was so cute. Indeed, he had never experienced some of the little tempers unique to women. The women he had come into contact with were all dedicated.
To please him, lest he feel a little dissatisfied, he never dared to show his true thoughts and reveal his true nature, but Yuchi Pingting always gave him a refreshing feeling, making him unable to help teasing her and unable to stop.
Smelling the fragrant fragrance, Nangong Feiran couldn't help but hold her hands tighter, and placed both hands on Mo Mo's body. She didn't dare to struggle too hard, only occasionally ###, but Nangong Feiran refused to let go, like
Yuchi Pingting's jade hand was held tightly in his hand like a pair of pliers, but he gradually felt that Yuchi Pingting's hand was a little cold and seemed to be trembling slightly.
Nangong Feiran couldn't help but wonder, maybe he had hurt her, so he quickly let go of his hand, and the slender, jade-like hand quickly withdrew. Nangong Feiran didn't know that it wasn't that he really hurt her.
Yuchi Pingting just felt confused, for some reasons that she was afraid she didn’t even know...
The moonlight outside the window is not very obvious, but through the thin window paper, it still shines leisurely in the house, casting a light white layer on everything, hazy and enchanting. I don’t know when the wind started, and the strong wind blew through the treetops.
There is a rustling sound. This rustling sound is like an annoying sound that makes people feel annoyed.
Yuchi Pingting stared at the dark roof in a daze, without feeling sleepy. The man's heavy snoring in her ears made her thoughts drift away and away...
In this silent night, Hua Ningmou, who was also in the palace of Prince Hui, could not fall asleep for a long time.
Today's events happened so quickly that she was not prepared at all. Hua Ningmou leaned on the bedrail in a daze, watching her mother busy preparing something, saying that she was going to open a lot of orders for servants to go to.
Buy it, probably a tonic or something like that.
Hua's mother was talking to herself, and her voice sounded increasingly distant to Hua Ning's eyes.
She had indeed always wanted to give birth to a child for Nangong Feiran, but at this juncture, she didn't even know if the child in her belly was Nangong Feiran's. In fact, in her heart, she still vaguely felt that the child was probably Song Jingyun's. If
If Nangong Feiran knew about this kind of thing, it would inevitably involve the cause of Prince Hui's death. Once Nangong Feiran knew about it...
Hua Ningmu didn't dare to think further, and she was so frightened that she couldn't help but sob softly.
Seeing her daughter's abnormal behavior, Hua's mother couldn't help but become confused. She didn't know what was wrong with this girl. She had been looking forward to giving birth to a child for the prince, but when she learned the news that she was pregnant today, she felt a little depressed, like
He looks like he's worried.
Hua Mu hurriedly put down what she was doing, walked to Hua Ningmou, and asked doubtfully: "Girl, what's wrong with you? You don't dare to get angry now. We have our future in your belly. With him, your
Only in this way can the status be consolidated." The more Hua Mu talked, the more proud she became: "I don't believe that the prince would get close to that little bastard now that he has flesh and blood. Humph, my daughter, once you give birth to the child, you will become the daughter of this palace.
Master."
Hua Ningmou didn't speak, she couldn't express the worries in her heart.
Hua Mu was endless: "The eldest son and the second son will separate their families sooner or later. When the second son has his own house, so what if the woman was given a marriage by the emperor? The eldest son will still put all his experiences into consideration."
His own flesh and blood. When the time comes, it will be a matter of time for the prince to divorce her..."
"Mom, please stop talking..." Hua Ningmou was a little upset. She had no time to worry about whether she could become the concubine. She knew that whether it was the affair with Song Jingyun or the death of Prince Hui, any one of them was enough to make her sad.
Nangong Feiran had killed her, and she no longer dared to ask for too much. As long as these things could be concealed smoothly and not discovered by Nangong Feiran, she was willing and willing to just be an aunt, which was enough for a woman of ordinary origin like her.
, but now these two things linger in her mind all day long, making her worry day and night, fearing that one day she will wake up from her sleep and see Nangong Feiran's angry face.
Hua's mother didn't know why Hua Ningmu was worried. She just said it was because the prince didn't come tonight, so she comforted her and said: "I know that the prince is the only one in your heart, but you are pregnant now. I'm afraid the prince can't bear to be with you at this time.
We were in the same room, so we went to that bitch’s bedroom.” Mother Hua paused and then said: “Men, they are all like this, how can they be devoted to only one person? Naturally, rain and dew will be affected equally, but don’t worry, as long as you
As soon as your child is born, your status in the palace will be unshakable. This status is long-lasting, and the joy gained from youth and beauty is only temporary, so, my daughter, you have to be patient."
Hua Ningmou didn't listen carefully to what her mother said, she just said casually.
"No, I think I have to go find Mrs. Zhang tomorrow and ask her how to give birth to a son. She is very good at this. You must give birth to a son. Once you have a son, that bitch and her little
Bastards are like beggars in this palace, huh..."
Hua Ningmu simply lay down and covered her head with the quilt, refusing to listen to her mother's nagging.
In such a peaceful night, there are always people who are not peaceful.
When the eleventh prince faced Changsun Wuque's question, he was so annoyed that he didn't want to say a word.
"Tell me, did you let Hua Shaorong go? Do you know that if others find out about this, your position as the prince, let alone the prince, will not be guaranteed." Changsun Wuque rarely used this tone with the eleventh prince.
Speaking of which, although they are good friends, Nangong Quanhe is a prince after all, and he still knows the difference between superiority and inferiority.
"How many times have I told you that Hua Shaorong's capture and kidnapping had nothing to do with me." The eleventh prince only felt a headache. This matter deviated too far from his plan. The original plan
Let Nangong Feiran die, and the military power in the court will be in Sheng'an's hands. Yuchi Changxun can assist Hua Shaorong in breaking Yong'an Pass, and he himself can request orders to conquer and return with a great victory.
But now it is Nangong Feiran who has returned with a great victory. Not only did he not die, he also stole the limelight, held a heavy army, and even lost face in the court. Who didn't know that Sheng An was his confidant.
"That's fine if it's not you. Things are not too bad after all. My father asked me to tell you that these days, you can just concentrate on your official duties and calm down for a while, so as not to leave any bad impression in front of the emperor."
The eleventh prince was a little unconvinced, but said nothing.
Changsun Wuque paused and then said: "The emperor must have received many accusations against you and Sheng An. You must not act rashly. Father will help you weigh these things." Changsun Wuque settled.
"I know. I will keep a low profile." The Eleventh Prince said unhappily like a defeated rooster: "I really don't know who is causing the obstruction. If I find out, I will not look good to him...
…”
"Don't think about this anymore. You always do things without consulting us. Things have been messed up these few times. My father is very angry. Even though he is the uncle of the state, he cannot always favor you. Please forgive me.
Think carefully before taking this action, and at least discuss it with us." Changsun Wuque said displeasedly. He remembered what his father had told him. It seemed that his father was unwilling to continue to support the eleventh prince. If his father did this, then he would
He must have heard some rumors, and the emperor must have a prejudice against the eleventh prince, but as a friend, he could only say that he would try his best to help him.
The next day, when Yuchi Pingting woke up, there was no one around her. When she asked the girl who came to help her change, she said that Nangong Feiran had already taken Mo Mo to have breakfast.
Yuchi Pingting got up and heard some noise outside, so she stood at the window and looked outside.
Outside the flower window, a soft spring breeze is blowing pleasantly in front of you. The rising sun is shining in all directions, and a layer of dizzying golden light is spread on the flower bed. The spring flowers are in full bloom, thousands of charming, spreading their branches and leaves, nodding and dancing.
Yuchi Pingting saw people coming and going outside the courtyard at the moment. The internal and external managers of the palace were all busy there, shouting vigorously and instructing dozens of slaves to do things. The melodious and festive music seemed to be coming from the flowers.
came from the courtyard.
Yuchi Pingting frowned and asked what was being done over there.
Xiao Tao said first: "Old Mrs. Hua asked the housekeeper to invite a dozen more girls and old mothers to serve Aunt Hua. Aunt Hua is now being worshiped like an ancestor and does nothing." Xiao Tao's tone was filled with emotion.
Disdainful.
"Then why are there still people playing music?" Yuchi Pingting asked.
"I heard from Qiu Huan over there that Hua's mother heard this trick from somewhere. She said that playing music every day would keep my aunt in a good mood and help her give birth to a son. I heard that she found a lot of ways to give birth to a son.
." Xiu Xiu said.
Yuchi Pingting almost choked on her own saliva. What kind of logic is this? For her who traveled from modern times, she naturally knew that the gender of the child in Hua Ningmou's belly was destined from the beginning. I really don't know.
This mother of flowers really wanted Hua Ningmou to have a son.
Yuchi Pingting ignored her and sat in front of the dressing table to let Xiao Tao comb her hair.
Not long after, she heard Mo Mo's voice, shouting "drive, drive" heading this way.
When Mo Mo appeared in front of her, Yuchi Pingting saw clearly that Mo Mo was riding on Nangong Feiran's neck, waving his little hands as if to spur a horse.
Will he still be so kind to Mo Mo after his child is born? Yuchi Pingting couldn't help but think to herself.
"Mom, daddy is here to bring you food." Mo Mo said and pointed to the basket in Nan Gong Feiran's hand.
Since the death of Prince Hui, each courtyard basically eats in its own courtyard. Usually servants come to deliver food. Unexpectedly, Nangong Feiran went to get it himself today.
Yuchi Pingting stood up, walked up to Nangong Feiran, bowed slightly, and said hello to Nangong Feiran.
Xiaotao and Xiuxiu also greeted Nangong Feiran respectively, then took the bamboo basket from Nangong Feiran's hand and placed it on the table in the outer hall.
Nangong Feiran took Mo Mo down and then looked at the beauty in front of him.
Yuchi Pingting stood as graceful as a hibiscus. She wore a crimson pleated long skirt that swept the floor. She had a tall servant girl, beaded hair on her temples, and a thin layer of rouge. She was dressed particularly delicately. Nangong Feiran's heart was filled with excitement as she looked at her.
"I'm so grateful, I've troubled you personally to deliver breakfast." Yuchi Pingting said very politely. She wanted to maintain a relationship with this man and let the incident with him at Yong'an Pass be a memory.
Nangong Feiran didn't speak, just stared at Yuchi Pingting without looking away for a moment, then walked forward a few steps, naturally took Yuchi Pingting's hand, and said lightly: "No trouble, I'll feed you myself.
Your Majesty, I don’t mind it too much trouble.” After saying that, he pulled Yuchi Pingting towards the outer hall.
Yuchi Pingting didn't expect that he would be flirting so early in the morning, in front of the two girls and Mo Mo, and a blush spread on her face.
"Hehe, mother, daddy is feeding me too." Mo Mo clapped her hands and said. She seemed to want to see Yuchi Pingting being fed by Nangong Feiran.
Nangong Feiran led Yuchi Pingting to the table and sat down. He picked up a bowl of porridge and said, "Madam, you can enjoy this prince's special service." Then he scooped a spoonful of porridge into Yuchi Pingting's mouth.
Feed on the side.
Mo Mo was chuckling on the side.
Yuchi Pingting didn't know what this man wanted to do, but what he did made her really embarrassed.
Immediately he took the spoon from Nangong Feiran's hand and said in a panic: "It's better to take advantage of it." Then he took the bowl from Nangong Feiran's other hand and said, "I can do it myself."
Nangong Feiran folded his arms lazily, looked at Yuchi Pingting with a smile, then suddenly stood up and said, "Since Madam is so embarrassed, I'll come over later. Haha." He walked out with a smile.
Mo Mo ran over in a few steps and said, "Dad, take me to play."
When Yuchi Pingting saw Nangong Feiran picking up Mo Mo and walking out of the yard, she breathed a sigh of relief. She felt that she was really facing a formidable enemy when facing this man. No, even if she felt like facing a formidable enemy, she
He won't be so nervous. And Mo Mo seems to be clinging to Nangong Feiran more and more. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing...
Nangong Feiran played with Mo Mo for a while and then ordered the boy next to him to continue playing hide and seek with Mo Mo while he walked towards the study.
After Nangong Feiran walked into the study, a man stood motionless with his back to him.
Nangong Feiran didn't seem surprised at all, as if he had known for a long time, which was indeed the case. He had indeed known that someone was waiting for him in the study.
When the man saw Nangong Feiran coming in, he saluted Nangong Feiran. Nangong Feiran waved his hand and motioned for him to sit down, then he went around the table and sat down in the Taishi chair.
Nangong Feiran never allowed others to come in to his study. Only his loyal uncle from the official family had the key to the study door, and this person could come in because Nangong Feiran also gave him a key.
This person's name is Jingdong. This person is Nangong Feiran's bodyguard. He is said to be a bodyguard, but he is not often around Nangong Feiran. He is very skilled. Nangong Feiran treats him like a brother and often sends him to inquire about various military matters for him.
He was very efficient in handling matters and had deep trust in Nangong Feiran. However, even in Prince Hui's Mansion, few people knew about the existence of Jingdong, because he worked for Nangong Feiran, but always in the dark.
"How is the investigation going?" Nangong Feiran asked in a low voice. He knew that since he was here, he would not go back empty-handed.
"The matter of the Liao Army letter has been investigated clearly. This matter was done by my aunt's cousin Song Jingyun. This person has contacts with the eleventh prince." Jingdong said, speaking crisply.
Nangong Feiran frowned slightly. He had long thought that the person who could put the letter in his study must be someone from the palace. He also suspected Song Jingyun, but he didn't want it to be him. But when he heard what Jing Dong said
, then it is definitely not wrong, and I feel a little disgusted with this Song Jingyun in my heart.
Jingdong continued: "This person seems to have something in the hands of the Eleventh Prince. I haven't found out exactly what this person is, but it seems to be related to Prince Hui's Mansion." Jingdong looked at Nangong Feiran.
Nangong Feiran motioned for him to continue.
"It was the Crown Princess who replaced the letter and saved the Crown Prince." Jingdong said with certainty.
Nangong Feiran seemed to have known for a long time, and he really couldn't imagine that he would do this and had the ability to do so to save his second person. He remained calm at the moment, but his lips were slightly raised, and there was an extra tenderness in his eyes.
This woman is always very cold to me in person, as if she wants to cut off the relationship with me, but she secretly protects herself many times. She broke into the desert alone to save herself, and Yong'an Guan's great help led to this incident.
, but even though she did it, she pretended not to know. This woman is really different.
"There is one more thing." Jingdong continued: "I carefully asked some of the jail guards who were on duty that day. Hua Shaorong was rescued by a man. This man disappeared after rescuing Hua Shaorong like air.
I don't have a clue..." Jingdong said with a look of remorse in his eyes. Every time he investigated things, he always came back with great results, but he couldn't find any clues about the person who rescued Hua Shaorong.
Nangong Feiran smiled and said: "It's not that there is no gain at all. From this point of view, this person should not be from the eleventh prince, and he should not be from the Liao army."
"How can the prince see you?" Jingdong asked doubtfully.
"Given the character of the Eleventh Prince, if he has such a strong man under his command, it is absolutely impossible for him not to reveal himself. And no matter how stupid the Eleventh Prince is, he will not save Hua Shaorong at this juncture." Nangong Feiran continued.
Analysis: "This person is not a member of the Liao army. If he was a member of the Liao army, he would not just rescue Hua Shaorong. Since he can freely enter and exit the prison and no one can find out his identity, then if this person is
People from the Liao army will definitely cause trouble in Luoyang City, and there is absolutely no problem in disrupting the palace." Nangong Feiran did not continue, but Jingdong already understood what he meant. Indeed, if such a master wants to take the emperor's head,
, I’m afraid it’s not that difficult.
"By the way, Prince, there is one more thing. Sheng An is dead." Jingdong said seriously: "The eleventh prince was poisoned to death."
Nangong Feiran nodded. As for Sheng An, he had expected that he would die. When the emperor put him in prison and he shouted "Eleventh Prince, save me" in the court, Nangong Feiran seemed to have seen that he would be killed by Eleventh Prince.
The prince silenced him. He delayed the military situation, presumably because he was instructed by the eleventh prince. The eleventh prince would definitely not keep him in order to protect himself.
"As for the mysterious man who rescued Hua Shaorong, continue to investigate him." Nangong Feiran ordered.
"Yes." Jingdong accepted the order, and then said: "Your Majesty, there are so many talented people around the Imperial Concubine." Jingdong sighed with admiration. If he could find out that Song Jingyun was doing something in Nangong Feiran's study, he would be able to find out.
Whoever helps, he will naturally not ignore the person who works for Yuchi Pingting. And when he realized that the person working for Yuchi Pingting was Guiyinger Yan Xiaosan, he was very surprised. He had already heard about Yuchi Pingting's
One of her right-hand assistants is Yi Jian Xiaoyao Yi Xiaoyao. With these people working for her, the Crown Princess must be someone with a good background. She is not just a noble princess.
Nangong Feiran had a complicated expression and said to Jingdong: "Be careful when you do things and try not to meet her people. I don't want her to mistakenly think that I am checking her." Nangong Feiran knew that Yuchi Pingting was not simple, although he was curious
, but he didn't want to send someone to investigate carefully. It wasn't that he didn't want to, he just knew that she also had many capable people. It would be bad if she knew that he was actually investigating her. She always thought about herself, without any malice. In this case,
Why should he turn on her?
Jingdong accepted the order and exited. Nangong Feiran leaned on the chair, closed his eyes and thought quietly.