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The nurse quickly brought her little highness to her. The child grew fast, but she hadn't seen her for a month. She not only gained weight, but also turned white. She climbed very fast, and occasionally she could stand up and walk two steps.
Zheng Guifei asked the nurse to put him on the Luohan bed. The little guy turned over on the bed, lay down on the bed, turned his head, looked around, found the position of beauty Zheng, and climbed towards her. Princess Zheng raised her eyebrows and reached for him.
”Look at this cute little face.”
Empress Zheng stretched out her hand and pinched the little Royal Highness's face. The pinch was not a caressing one, but with a few efforts. The little princess felt pain and cried out.
Hearing her son's cry, Zheng Meili's heart trembled, but she didn't dare to rush up and snatch the child back. She knew clearly that Zheng Guifei was warning her to recognize her identity. Don't think about those things that don't belong to her. Otherwise, she would not be merciful.
Aunt Zheng didn't believe her. After a long time, she squeezed out a proper fake smile: ”he's a good breadwinner. He's never picky about food. He eats what he gives.”
She raised her veil, covered her mouth and laughed. Then she reached out to smooth the wrinkles on her son's clothes. She took the opportunity to get close to Princess Zheng and said in a low voice, ”we are family members. I won't do anything to hurt the Zheng family.”
This is a token of loyalty. Princess Zheng's shrewd eyes glanced at her eyes and grinned. She gave her child back to her. She pretended, ”what do you say? My aunt believes you, but you have to be careful. If anything happens to aunt, we can't get rid of the whole Zheng family. Don't try to be alone.”
Zheng Meili hugged her son, just like the Phoenix eyes of Zheng Guifei, flashed a cold light, and hypocritically said: ”what my aunt said is that qian'er will obey her instructions.”
Aunt and nephew to deal with the hypocrisy, each plot.
The imperial concubine Zheng sat for a long time in the yinshuangzhai. She talked about the snow in front of her from the emperor's recent whereabouts. Until the snow was small, she led the servants to leave.
Zheng Meili stood at the door watching her leave, until she could not see her figure, she called her aunt.
”Auntie Fang, find a chance to speak up and send a letter to my second brother.”
Zheng Meili clenched her hands and looked back at her son who was playing on the Luohan bed. Zheng Guifei said that she did not understand, but for her son, no matter how difficult it was, she had to work hard.
”The maid must hand over the letter to the third young master.”
Aunt Fang promised that Zheng Meili nodded. Aunt Fang was the man whose father had placed her in the palace. All these years, she communicated with her family through her.
”Before you speak, come to my room and I'll give you the letter.” Although aunt Fang is one of her own, she is still afraid to rest assured.
The news about the injury of the second Highness has not yet come back. Another bomb exploded in the imperial court. Someone secretly played on it, saying that his highness was forging weapons in the south.
After hearing the news, the emperor sent his royal highness to take over the news, and he was annoyed by the emperor's orders.
The emperor Longyan was furious. Although the officials of the third prince school wanted to speak for the third prince, they were afraid that the more they said it, the more angry the emperor would be, and on the contrary, he would hurt his highness. They were like silent quails, carefully watching the change.
After retiring, the emperor asked King Jing to go with him to the imperial study.
When he entered the imperial study, the emperor threw the memorial on the carpet with great momentum, ”say, what's going on?”
Yan Chengli bent down to pick up the memorial, put it on the table respectfully and knelt down, ”father, the son minister really doesn't know about this matter.”
He did know that his brother-in-law made weapons without permission, but he didn't tell the story. His father didn't like to watch their brothers fighting. Even if he really wanted to pull the younger brother down, he would not use such an unsafe method.
”You didn't let people play it?” The emperor turned around and went to Yan Chengli's eyes and looked down at him. His son, ah, is capable, but not decisive enough.
”No Yan Chengli shook his head.
The emperor tightened his eyebrows and looked at him for a while. Seeing that his face was as usual, he did not have any strange small movements, and then he called him up.
”How do you look after this matter?” as soon as the second son was injured by an avalanche, someone immediately impeached him. It was obvious that someone took the opportunity to kill the stone.
The emperor looked up at Yan Chengli's eyes again. If he said that the second son had the most fierce fight with anyone in the capital, there was no better fight than this eldest son. However, if you want to impeach the third son, you will never use a dummy's hand But it's hard to say who can keep his original intention when he is in the royal family.
”I feel that someone is scheming for the younger brother of the three emperors.” I'm afraid it's not only the emperor's Mausoleum but also the impeachment of the emperor's younger brother.
Yan Chengli clenched his fist and the snake was finally about to come out of the hole.
The emperor looked around Yan Chengli's eyes with deep meaning, smiling but not speaking. The eyes seemed to penetrate everything. Yan Chengli stood upright and looked at the front.”OK, you go back, tomorrow to the imperial mausoleum to bring the second one back.”
Yan Chengli saluted and left, and Li Dehai brought in the freshly brewed tea, ”emperor, please have tea.”
He poured tea into the emperor's teacup and placed it on the emperor's right hand side.
The emperor rubbed his temple and said modestly, ”Li Dehai, do you think what Jinggong said is credible?”
Li Dehai put down the teapot and put his hands in his wide sleeves. ”Isn't there a conclusion in your Majesty's mind? Why bother the old slave