Chapter 285 Finger Flow

For two years, Liuye has been reblaming himself. If it hadn't been for the cold qi in Ling Yue's body, the child born by Ling Yue would not have lived to be ten years old, and as he grew up, he would suffer from ice every day. When the child was just born, Ling Yue wanted to drown with medicine several times, but she still couldn't do it. For this reason, whenever Ling Yue sighs for the child, Liu Ye's heart will be very painful.

"It's okay. I know you didn't blame me." Liu Ye smiled faintly.

"Well, life and death are determined by fate." Ling Yue said, "I'd better live in Suyuan when I have time. The tulips there are beautiful."

"The palace is also good." Liu Ye said, "There, feng shui is not good."

Ling Yue smiled and said, "I think you want the mung bean cake made in the imperial dining room in the palace."

"Ah, I can't hide anything from you."

In a blink of an eye, the sky is as blue as transparent as washing, and big white clouds are floating in the air. The sound of cicadas in summer is endless, but it also has a unique taste.

The sun shines through the light cyan bead curtain, and the broken gold-like sunlight sprinkles on the water-grained mat, with a little halo. Qingyi looked at Ling Yue holding the baby in her arms, and somehow a nameless anger rose in her heart. But after all, Qingyi has lived in the palace for several years. Although there is anger in her heart, her face is still as gentle as water: "Sister, are you going to raise this child for me?"

"Hmm." Ling Yue took a look at Xia Yichen, who was sleeping peacefully in her arms, and her face was full of happiness. "Yes, this child has been weak and sick since childhood, and I'm afraid that I will die. Moreover, even if I can't raise a dog, how can I raise this big baby, so I can only bother the Queen. If you don't dislike it, it's better to remember the dust. I will give it to you."

"Follow-up?" Qingyi was a little surprised.

Raising and adoption are two completely different concepts, and parenting can still be returned, but once the royal succession is completed, it is impossible for Murong Lingyue to want to bring the child back to her side.

"Yes, I'm not going to go to the palace in my life. This child doesn't have a name with me, so..."

"I promised you that."

"There are more empresses."

As soon as the words fell, the Mama beside her took the child from Ling Yue's hand and held it in front of Qingyi. Qingyi looked at the sleeping baby and suddenly became a little softer in her eyebrows: "This child is really beautiful."

Ling Yue smiled and said, "In the future, I hope you will see the memory as yourself."

"That's natural, but there is a problem with me."

"Empress, what's your problem?"

"Why don't you go to the palace? With the emperor's affection for you, even if you are a foreign princess, you will be awarded the title of imperial concubine.

"Precious concubine?" Ling Yue smiled and said, "I don't want to be a noble concubine at all."

"Oh? So do you think the position of the noble concubine is too low?

"I just want to make you an imperial concubine." A clean and clear, but slightly deep voice suddenly sounded.

Ling Yue turned around and saw Xia Wuchen coming in with an angry face. Qingyi immediately got up and saluted, while Ling Yue just looked at Xia Wuchen and didn't know what to say.

"I even gave birth to a child for me, and I still don't want to go to the palace?" Xia Wuchen walked to Ling Yue. Although his tone was low, he still had an unconcealed gentleness. "If you think the palace is not good, I allow you to live outside the palace, but this name is necessary and you must not resist the decree."

Ling Yue sighed and said, "Oh, I thank you, but my concubine is really not suitable for raising children, so Yichen should give it to the Empress."

Huh? How did you raise Yichen before that? Xia Wuchen asked.

"I'm raising it at night. I can't even raise a dog. How can I raise a child?"

Xia Wuchen was a little angry and didn't know what to say. In the end, he had to let Qingyi raise Yichen.

Xia, Su Yuan, June 10th. Murong Lingyue was crowned as the Noble Concubine of the Soft Emperor, and Xia Yichen, the son of Empress Mo Xue, as King Shang. Celebrate all over the world and pardon the world. Since then, the situation in Xia's court has entered a brand-new chapter.

In King Kang's Mansion, Xia Kang stood on a pool of lotus lace with his hands behind his back.

"It's vicious."

Jing Wuying looked at the lotus in the pool and said quietly, "Your Majesty, why are you angry?"

"I'm not angry, but I didn't expect her to become an imperial concubine after all."

"Yes." Jing Wuying said, "But, prince, why did you say something evil?"

"Shang Wang's successor to Qingyi, you should know that Qingyi and Yi Chuguan, hehe, the two of them..."

Jing Wuying frowned and said, "Yes, who would have thought that the Empress Dowager and the Empress are also on the same front. It seems that the details of the State of Chu are really terrible."

"It's not the terrible details of the State of Chu, but... Well, a woman's heart can't be guessed after all." Xia Kang said slowly, "I'm afraid they will start to deal with the king."

"Your Majesty, there is a saying that you don't know whether to say it or not."

"Ha ha, you also do this with me. If you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"Actually, why don't you join hands with Chu?"

"State of Chu?" Xia Kang thought for a moment and muttered, "Actually, I haven't thought about this matter, but Chu Mu is not an easy role to deal with. He insisted that I find a box called Baoqing Pavilion for him, which was inexplicable. Speaking of which, isn't Baoqing Pavilion the Chamber of Commerce? Alas, it's really messy.

Jing Wuying wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it.

"Your Majesty."

"Your eyes are not good, why don't you ask your maid to help you?"

"It's okay. Even if I can't see, I won't fall down." Yan'er smiled and said, "Does the prince have something on his mind?"

"Well, it's all about the court."

"I don't think so, my lord, you are worried about the woman named Ling Yue." Yan'er said, "When fate comes, it can't be stopped."

"hehe." Xia Kang sneered, and the meaning was obvious.

Yan'er took two steps closer and said, "The lotus blooms, the truth. I heard that there is a kind of acacia water in the world. As long as the woman drinks it, she will fall in love with you for the rest of her life.

"It's not true, what's the point?"

"If you can't get a heart, it's good to get people." Yan'er said slowly, "Fate is rare, and the word love is difficult to understand. Why insist on it? It's good to be able to get people.

Mirror Wuying looked at Yaner and sighed in her heart. Although this woman could not see what Xia Kang was thinking, which was really rare. At the beginning, when Xia Kang brought Yan'er back to the palace, Jing Wuying strongly opposed it, because Yan'er's appearance was very similar to Murong Lingyue, and Jing Wuying was worried that Xia Kang would sink into it since then. However, the fact is not as worried by Jing Wuying. Since Yaner entered the house, Xia Kang has made more decisions and made some imperial spirit, which surprised Jing Wuying.

Maybe what Xia Kang wants will always be Murong Lingyue who can't get it.

Pyongyang Street, Hong Fu Hall.

Nowadays, the owner of the Hong Fuguan has already been replaced, and the original owner has been killed by a master according to rumors, but it has not been determined who killed him. However, for those who have retired from the world, even if they die, I'm afraid they won't attract much attention.

A woman held a pipa in her hand, and her slender fingers flowed and made a moving tune.