Chapter 359 Mother and Daughter Heart Meat

Chapter 359 [Mother and Daughter Hearts]

Naturally, Mo Yan also knew this. His body was slightly stunned, and he looked at Tianyi with a complicated look. The hope that had risen from the bottom of his heart soon disappeared. He got up and walked to the door of the palace. Tianyi immediately got up, followed him and felt his heavy face. Sex, he persuaded him uneasily, "Little Lord, the emperor really said this yesterday. Today's imperial edict is coming. It must be a good thing."

Mo Yan didn't say anything and nodded with a faint smile. Although his face was smiling, anyone could see the uneasiness in his eyes. Tianyi knew that it was useless to say anything at this time, so she had to stop talking. The two people came to the gate of the palace and stood there, calmly looking at the two people approaching and looking at the crowd. Under the leadership of Mo Yan, they all knelt down to receive the order. Then she opened the imperial edict and read it: "With the blessing of heaven, the emperor said that the medical concubine's little doctor is virtuous and kind-hearted, loves me, and has saved my life many times. I have been blessed by this husband. The special medical concubine is a first-class imperial concubine, ranked in the East Palace. From now on, it will be seven days as a class. I'm around with the queen's companions!"

The exquisite and crisp voice echoed in the courtyard, and everyone listened quietly. In the end, the slaves and maidservants in the courtyard almost didn't get up and cheer. The first-class imperial concubine is a little worse than the queen. It can be said that it is the second-in-command of the harem. His master has always been introverted and does not know how to please the emperor. These slaves and maidservants I don't care much about following him.

After all, in the palace, choosing a good master is equivalent to choosing a good tomorrow. Although the medical concubine is very good to each of them, there is no day to get ahead? Therefore, everyone usually waits on him very much, but today's imperial edict shocked the slaves. This is really a master who does not show his appearance. They grinned happily and lowered their heads to hide their pride.

"My husband thanked the emperor for his grace. Long live my emperor!" Mo Yan leaned over and kowtowed, and then raised his hands to receive the imperial edict. When he received the edict, he came forward and helped him with a smile and said, "Doctor's concubine, I'm bitter and sweet. I'm here to congratulate the medical concubine."

It's really not something Mo Yan is very good at being congratulated like this. His face turned red and he said with some embarrassment, "Thank you! Emperor...is she all right?

"The emperor is very good. She came back this morning to see that she looked good. The emperor went up last night... Oh, isn't this Mr. Tianyi?" Linglong said half of it. When she looked back, she suddenly saw Tianyi standing not far behind Mo Yan. She couldn't help but call out. Tianyi saw that she called herself, so she had to go forward and salute, "Miss Linglong."

"The prince in Tianyi turned out to be here, and the emperor also gave you an imperial edict to make you a servant. He has ordered someone to preach the edict. Go back quickly, so as not to miss it." Linglong said with a smile. Tianyi was stunned and looked at Mo Yan with an embarrassed face. Then he left in a hurry. As soon as he left, Linglong's face turned cold and said, "Little Lord, you don't have to go too close to him. The emperor spoiled him last night."

Mo Yan's face was slightly stunned, but he also heard Tianyi say this just now. There were not too many surprises, but his heart was quite sour. He smiled faintly and said, "There is no defense. A knife and Tianyi will eventually accompany the emperor."

"Little Lord, why do you think so?" Linglong is puzzled.

Mo Yan smiled again and said, "Some things are clear to the bystander. Tianyi and Yidao are in love with the emperor. They have been born and died for the emperor many times. Such people around, no matter who is around, will be moved. It's just a matter of the length of time."

"Alas!" Linglong sighed and knew that Mo Yan was right. In this palace or the whole world, which man is not the emperor's man? In contrast, there are still much fewer concubines in this palace. Looking back at Mo Yan, who was still melancholy, she had to persuade her softly, "Little master, don't think too much. This is the first time that the emperor has made you a noble concubine, and the status is second only to the queen, and you and the queen have been accompanied by the emperor for seven days. In fact, there are other reasons!"

"Oh? What's the reason?" Although Mo Yan knew that he should not ask more questions, he couldn't help opening his mouth. Fortunately, Linglong did not intend to hide him. He whispered, "The emperor wants a little princess or a little prince again. You and the queen are her favorite father and concubine candidates. Little master, you have to cheer up."

Mo Yan was stunned at first, as if he didn't understand Linglong's words, but for a moment, he seemed to understand again. His little face turned red in an instant. Linglong saw his expression and giggled. Mo Yan was even more embarrassed, but he didn't say anything. Linglong whispered again, "Little Lord, you know that I have How much do you think you can be good and be favored by the emperor?"

Listening to her extremely serious voice, Mo Yan's body was stunned. He raised his eyes and looked into Linglong's eyes. Linglong sighed and said, "In fact, since ancient times, it has been a maidservant who can't get too close to the master, so there is a rule in the palace that the stone girl's body. The little master must also know the feelings of the slave, so everything will always be Hide from me first. In fact, I don't need it in the future. I found someone who can accompany me for a lifetime, and the emperor also agreed.

"Oh?" How can Mo Yan not understand Linglong's feelings? But in order to keep everyone from being hurt, he could just dodge and dodge. Now when she heard that she took the initiative to take the matter, Mo Yan knew that her heart was let go.

Linglong smiled and said, "His name is Yin Ping. When the maidservant goes to the queen to announce the decree, he will bring the emperor's oracle to the queen and let the queen take the decision to point him to the maidservant. Little master, thank you."

Mo Yan smiled indifferently again and nodded slightly. He understood the reason why Linglong thanked him. The two looked at each other. Linglong looked at his still beautiful face and was silent for a long time. Then he raised the corners of his mouth and turned away.

After saying that, he was also relieved. Mo Yan stood there for a long time before he remembered to turn around and saw the slaves and maidservants kneeling in a yard. He said indifferently, "Get up!"

"Congratulations, little master, congratulations." The slaves and maidservants said with one voice. Mo Yan looked at their happy face and couldn't help laughing and said, "It's just a change of name. What's so happy about? In the future, I will still be your master and the emperor's husband.

"The little master, in essence, has not changed, but the meaning is completely different. The little master is awarded the title of imperial concubine, and the emperor personally ordered you to accompany you for seven days, and one companion is seven days. He also said that he wanted to give birth to a child for the medical concubine. If you have his own children in this palace, the status is beyond any. If you waver, you will rely on the master for the rest of your life.

"Yes, yes, if the master gives birth to a queen, he will be the princess of Dajing. At that time, the father and daughter will always enjoy the respect of the world! If you give birth to a prince, you can make peace with other countries in the future, and you can also fight for the supreme honor of the little lord.

"Princess, prince..." Mo Yan whispered a sentence, with a little confusion in his expression, but as long as he thought that he had a child, half of the child was half like the emperor, his heart was filled with sweetness and longing, and his face gradually smiled, but he still said, " The emperor's bones are not good recently, so it's not appropriate to conceive. I'd better go and give the emperor some tonic.

"Hee hee..." Those slaves and maidservants were all aware of it and laughed bad. Mo Yan's face turned redder by their smile, and he couldn't help saying angrily, "Is it all right? Go and take out all the herbs and dry them again.

"...Yes!" Everyone answered with a long voice, but no one was afraid of him. At this time, the slaves left and reminded him to look back and say, "Master, you can't call me from me in the future, but call it this palace."

"You..." Mo Yan was not used to laughing with people like this. His hot face made him a little at a loss. The slaves and maidservants laughed again and retreated one after another. The whole palace was completely different from the past, and the whole was full of laughter.

"Child!" Mo Yan muttered, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. At this moment... he actually had an endless sense of belonging, yes! It's a feeling that the soul has found its destination. This feeling... is really good.

After Jing Li came out of the hot bath, he saw Zhou Zhichao waiting in the courtyard with Qing'er. Generally, Zhou Zhichao would not come to look for himself when he had nothing to do, so Jing Li went over, reached out and picked up Qing'er. He smiled at Zhou Zhichao indifferently and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you meet Linglong?"

"Linglong? No, Qing'er was clamoring for something to send you, but her husband came with her first. Zhou Zhichao smiled gently. At this time, Qinger, who was in Jing Li's arms, moved her body, took out a silk towel from her arms, and handed it to Jing Li like a treasure and said, "Mother emperor, look, this is what my son gave to my mother."

"Oh? Is that so? What is so precious? It's still wrapped in a silk towel!" Jing Li laughed, sat on the soft chair not far away, and then fixed Qinger in her arms. Qinger was speechless and stared at Jing Li's action of removing the silk towel. When Jing Li opened the silk towel, she was stunned. A lifelike embroidery made her eyes red in an instant. She saw Qinger embroidered on the embroidery, and With himself and Zhou Zhichao, he smiled very happily, and the whole piece of rust was full of strong family happiness.

Jing Li blinked several times before suppressing the emotion in her heart. She knew... It must have captured her happiest smile if she could embroider her expression so well. It was impossible to do it without intention, but she was not stupid, so she knew that the painting could not be completed by Qinger, so she raised her eyes. He smiled at Zhou Zhichao, but Zhou Zhichao understood what she meant and shook his head and said, "The emperor must think this painting was done by my husband, right?"

"Otherwise, will it be sunny?" Jing Li kissed Qinger's forehead and said with a smile. Before Zhou Zhichao answered, Qinger in his arms protested unconvincedly, "Mother, this painting is indeed painted by my ministers. Only the rusty work was made by the slaves in the palace."

"Oh? Did you draw the bottom picture? Jing Li obviously didn't believe it. After holding her arm tightly, she said, "The mother knows that Qinger is very good, but honesty is also very important. It is the foundation of human beings. If you are an emperor in the future, you may not be able to draw, but you must be down-to-earth."

"Mother, don't you believe in Qing'er?" She raised her big watery eyes, and her eyes blinked faintly. Jing Li's expression was stunned. She seemed to realize that she had hurt the child's heart, but how could the child lie? So she looked at Qinger, but there was no compromise at all. After a long time, Qinger seemed to understand the meaning in her eyes, struggled to jump out of her arms, and roared at the door with a crying voice, "Come on, paper and ink wait."

"Qing'er!" Zhou Zhichao scolded in a low voice. He took her for so long that he naturally wanted to know what she was doing, but Qinger just stubbornly raised her head and choked, "Father, mother, she doesn't believe in Qing'er. Qing'er wants to prove to her that Qing'er did not lie. Everything Qing'er said is true."

The child's waywardness made Jing Li frown. She had never seen Qinger like this, but children always have such times. Qinger has always been too strong, so she always ignored that she was just a child. Jing Li came to her and stroked her soft hair. He persuaded him, "The mother emperor just told you the truth of life, and he didn't blame you. Good boy, I'm not sad."

"Qing'er should also tell her mother the truth of life." The tender voice has a kind of domineeringness that can't be ignored. At this time, the little servant outside the door brought paper and ink. He was still a little afraid of the atmosphere in the hall. He looked up at Jing Li and asked her if she wanted to hand over the paper and ink. At this time, Qinger, who couldn't wait, stepped forward and reached out to take the paper and ink. After practicing, Zhou Zhichao also stepped forward, opened the inkstone, and polished the ink for her.

Jing Li looked at the two figures of big and one small helplessly. She didn't agree with Zhou Zhichao's spoiling of the child, but she didn't say anything. It turned out that she really didn't say anything. Qinger's little finger was stained with ink and had never used a pen. She painted another one with her fingers alone. One by himself.

That's the way she leaned against the edge of the tree. There was a faint look of sadness between her eyebrows. Qinger's small fingers drew the self hidden by the shadow of the tree. Jing Li's heart trembled. She looked up at Qinger. Qing'er also looked at her, and her eyes were plain, but such eyes shocked Jing Li's heart. She didn't know what it was. Shi then found his own voice and said in a trembling voice, "You...how can you..."

"The mother emperor was unhappy that day. Qing'er saw it in her eyes. In fact, Qinger also drew this picture, but the father said that if she wanted to make her mother emperor happy, she had to be happy. Qinger drew that, but who knew... Who knew that the mother did not believe in Qinger."

Bean-sized tears flowed down from her delicate and handsome little face. Jing Li's heart ached. She walked over and hugged Qing'er tightly, ignoring her ink, and didn't care that the ink colored her clothes, but kept saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. It's the mother emperor's fault. It's the mother emperor who muttered my Qinger, but... This is amazing. How can you be young at a young age..."

"Since Qinger didn't know how to use a pen, she has begun to paint with her hands. However, she can draw anything she cares about, which is generally very similar." Zhou Zhichao opened his mouth and said something for Qing'er. Jing Li couldn't say anything more. He just hugged Qing'er tightly and hugged her tightly.

"Your Majesty..." Zhou Zhichao called lightly, and there was a faint pain in his heart.

Jing Li smiled, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered, "I'm fine, but I'm so surprised!"

"Mother, can Qinger come to see the mother every day in the future?" Qing'er's low voice sounded, and she was a little timid. Jing Li's pity suddenly stood up and nodded heavily and said, "Okay, as long as Qing'er is willing, she can come at any time."

"Really?" Qinger opened her big eyes and looked at Jing Li. There was a surprise on her face, but there was no surprise at all. Jing Li's heart trembled. This look... should not have appeared on her at a young age, but she saw it. She answered softly in a low voice, picked her up, and then let the maidservants pass the meal.

When Linglong came back, what she saw was a family joy. The three of them sat at the same table and were very happy to eat together. When Jing Li saw that Linglong came back, he waved her back to one side. Then he said, "Zhichao, I have issued a sacred edict for you and Mo Yan. Take it when you go back."

"Uh-huh!" Responding lightly, Zhou Zhichao did not ask what was written on the imperial edict. His whole mind seemed to be on Qinger and Jing Li. Jing Li sighed gently in his heart, put aside the irritation in his heart, and focused on accompanying Qinger. The child could not be around him for a long time, right?

A meal didn't last long, but Qing'er stayed for a long time. Two hours later, she was finally tired and fell asleep. Zhou Zhichao picked her up and said goodbye. Jing Li sent the two of them outside the palace gate. Linglong also came forward and handed the imperial edict to Zhou Zhichao. The two of them saw them leave, and Linglong turned over. Queen Yu said softly, "The little prince was very good by the queen's thousand years old."

Jing Li's body was shocked and he didn't look back, but he also answered faintly, "Do you think that all of Qinger's performances are like performances, and I feel that they are all rehearsed in advance?"

"I dare not assert, but the little prince is still young and should not be like this. It's just... It's just that why there is such an illusion, and I can't explain it clearly." Linglong answered in a low voice. Jing Li was silent. She didn't continue. She just stood at the gate of the palace in a daze, and there was no movement after a long time.

"Your Majesty..." Linglong called timidly and said, "The little prince really knows a lot of things. She is very smart and wise, but I feel that such a prince is too hard and tired. He lost his childhood too early. Is His Royal Highness really happy?"

Is she really happy? Jing Li found that she couldn't help thinking about this problem seriously. She had to say that the words of the people around her were powerful. Jing Li had a faint pain in her heart. She looked back at Linglong and said, "Linglong, do you think I should call Qinger for a while?"

"Your Majesty, do you want to raise the little prince in person?" Linglong was shocked, and then shook her head desperately and said, "This matter is never good. The emperor is busy with national affairs. He works hard for the country and the people. The little prince is still young and active. I'm afraid the emperor will not have the energy to educate her."

Jing Li was silent again. She knew that this was inappropriate, and Linglong was right, but she didn't know why her heart hurt when she saw that the child was so precocious. She sighed faintly and said, "Otherwise, you will take Qinger over tonight, and I'll take her all night."