Emperor's Women

Looking at his small back, Fang Yan smiled gently and patted him on the back. The child, who just answered, chose her without hesitation. She really didn't hurt the son in vain.

After a while, Han Jin said in Fang Yan's arms, "empress mother, do you want to ask such a question because you don't want your children?" the voice was not only stuffy, but also had a thick nasal sound.

Children's mind is always delicate and sensitive. They will always be disturbed by various external reasons.

Because she was afraid that these external factors would affect her growth, Fang Yan always carefully told him what she would encounter in her growth and what she had encountered when she was a child, so as to avoid repeating the mistakes in the future.

I didn't expect that hate Jin would ask.

Fang Yan's heart was severely touched. There was an embarrassing smile on his face, but he quickly covered up the past, put on a peaceful smile, stroked hate Jin's head and said, "how can the queen mother not want you? The queen mother loves you most."

The little man in his arms raised his head, looked at Fang Yan with tearful eyes, and said in a stuffy voice: "really?"

"Of course. No one wants you, and the empress will not. You are the lifeblood of the empress." Fang Yan pinched hate Jin's small nose, but rubbed his snot.

"You're disgusting, hate Jin." Fang Yan helplessly looked at the snot in his hand. Hate Jin blushed and smiled shyly.

In fact, silly child, what my mother said just now is from the bottom of her heart. No matter when, my mother won't give you up.

He took a handkerchief to wipe his hands and wiped his nose for hate Jin. Hate Jin said, "empress mother, go out and play with your son's ministers?"

"You go out first, and the mother will stay alone for a while." Fang Yan said gently.

Although hate Jin's child is small, his mind is exquisite. It can be seen that Fang Yan is not in a good mood now. He nods and salutes away.

The temple door opened and closed, and Fang Yan's smiling face, which had been raised, immediately collapsed.

Rao had guessed the child's idea in her heart, but she couldn't help it

Suddenly, his cheeks were slightly wet, Fang Yan was stunned, and his fingers gently touched his cheeks, but there were tears.

Why? Didn't she look forward to seeing Rong Chengjin again one day, and then began to revenge wantonly? Why are you so afraid to meet him at this time?

Thinking of hate Jin lying in his arms just now and asking the empress mother if she didn't want him, Fang Yan's heart was so painful that she couldn't help herself. If there is no hate Jin, she's afraid she doesn't even have the courage to live

Sure enough, people have concerns. Rao is once strong, it will be useless.

I remember that no matter how badly she was hurt, she never shed a tear, but this time, she could no longer control it.

Lying on the table beside him, he began to cry.

Since these days, she has suffered too much. She has always felt that crying is the most useless performance, which is the unique performance of the weak, so she will never use tears to show her cowardice.

But now, except crying, she can't find any way to vent.

I don't know how long she cried. Fang Yan fell asleep on the table until Zixi came in, which woke Fang Yan up.

"Empress, why did you sleep here? You'll catch a cold!" shook Fang Yan gently. Fang Yan looked up vaguely and looked at Zixi with sleepy eyes.

It didn't matter that she looked up, but Zixi was startled: "madam, why are your eyes swollen!"

Fang Yan was stunned. He went to the bronze mirror and took a look. No, his eyes were swollen like honey peaches. It was very frightening.

Zixi even touched the towel with hot water, wrung it dry, let Fang Yan lean on the back of the chair, raised her head, put the towel on her eyes, and said, "how can this eye be swollen like this? If Khan sees it, how can he get it..."

Since she found her eyes swollen, Zixi's mouth was not idle. Fang Yan's ears were about to cocoon. She couldn't help threatening: "if you dare say another word, there won't be enough hot towels in this palace."

"Good empress, if you don't say it, you can't do it." Zixi quickly shut up, put the towel up, and asked, "empress, you can't move. Go and prepare dinner for you."

Fang Yan nodded, leaned back and closed his eyes.

After looking at it carefully for a while, Zixi left at ease.

Feeling the temperature from the hot towel, Fang Yan sighed deeply. She had a dream just now. This dream makes people uncomfortable.

Let her already depressed heart, more uneasy at this time.

She dreamed that Rong Chengjin held hate Jin in her arms and said to her that this was his child and he would take him away.

He also said that hate Jin left the blood of Yunzhao state. How could he be the prince of canglan state. He must take him back to Yunzhao and let him be his prince.

At this time, LAN Haotian came out and sneered at the hate Jin in Rong Chengjin's arms. He sneered and said that the child was born on the land of his canglan country and raised by him. Why should he take it away?

The two men had a big fight. The sound of sword and ping-pong frightened hate Jin and ran to her side.

While the two were fighting each other, LAN Haotian suddenly said, "if you insist, I have to let the queen decide."

Then he waved his sword to stab him.

At this critical moment, hate Jin jumped in front of her, and her small body protected Fang Yan, which made her face pale.

Before Fang Yan screamed, she was awakened by Zixi. She knew that it was just a dream. But why is this dream so true?

Even the feeling of despair is so real. It scared her.

After that, Fang Yan knew later. It turned out that God had given her a hint, but she didn't know

In the imperial garden, Han Jinzheng and LAN Zhengqi, the son of Princess Yi, are hiding in the. Little Zhengqi lies on the rockery and recites the ancient prose loudly, but he stops when he reads a sentence. After thinking for a while, he continues to recite it loudly again.

And hate Jin is not far away, covering her mouth and laughing. He is about to finish reciting it. Then he has to hide it quickly.

However, things don't seem so easy. As soon as hen Jin turned around, she bumped into a figure.

"Ouch", hen Jin fell to the ground.

The person who was hit repeatedly said, "are you all right? Is it important?" then he bent down and stretched out his hand to him, trying to help hate Jin up.

This is the best voice Han Jin has ever heard. Although the voice is a little low, it has a special feeling. His fingers are also very slender, but the first section of his ring finger is somewhat convex, which seems thicker than other fingers. I think it's because he often writes with a brush.

"Why, are you in pain? Do you want to take you to Taiji hospital?" the man asked again when he saw that hate Jin had never responded.

Hate Jin just returned to her senses. She even stood up holding the man's hand, raised her head slightly and looked at his face.

With such a look up, both of them were stunned.

How could there be such a face! It's carved in a mold! A big and a small two people saw surprise in each other's eyes, especially the man standing opposite hate Jin.

Rong Chengjin couldn't slow down for a long time. He looked at hate Jin blankly, and his mouth never closed.

Why is this child as like as two peas? Although his face is still a little immature, he can already see his appearance on his face. Apart from their childish faces, they look at each other like a mirror!

Before they could return to their senses, Zheng Qi's voice came from behind: "Hey, hey! Have I caught you, prince?"

When Zhengqi said this, Rong Chengjin reacted and pointed to hate Jin and asked Zhengqi, "what are you talking about? Who is he?"

"Prince, this is our prince of canglan country. Why, uncle, don't you know?" Zhengqi looked up and asked.

Rong Chengjin nodded blankly and squatted down for a while. Touching hate Jin's head, he said with a loving smile: "so you are prince canglan. I've been listening to your father Khan mention you, but I didn't think I could meet you here."

"Who are you, uncle?" hen Jin asked suspiciously. He has never seen this man, but which minister should he be? Although he is the prince's highness, he can easily not be called because there is a difference between dignity and inferiority, his mother told him that children should be polite and can't always feel superior, which will be looked down upon.

This combination of ancient and modern education once puzzled Zixi. She thought that the prince was the prince. Only others kowtowed to him. There was no reason why he wanted to give others a honorific title.

At that time, Fang Yan shook his head and said, the palace rules are the palace rules, but the elders are still the elders. She doesn't need to say more about the principles of giving priority to the elderly and respecting the old and loving the young.

Later, Zixi felt reasonable and stopped talking.

As soon as Rong Chengjin was about to speak, Dongfang Hao's voice came behind her: "emperor, how did you come here?"

The emperor?

The two children looked at each other and said, "so you are the Yunzhao emperor who visited canglan?"

Then they bowed and saluted together: "I've seen the emperor Yunzhao."

"Unexpectedly, your father Khan's education is really strict." Rong Chengjin's smiling eyes are almost bent.

Dongfang Hao saw Rong Chengjin smile like this for the first time. He shook his head and looked at the two kids with his hands around his chest. It didn't matter at all. He was so scared that he was soft all over

This face... This face of Prince canglan

By the time he recovered, he was already in the study of rongchengjin palace.

"How? Haven't you sobered up from the shock?" Rong Chengjin looked at him funny.

Angry Dongfang Hao clenched his hands into fists and tried to calm his emotions: "can't you see? That child, that child..."

"Yes, that child looks like me, but what does that mean?" Rong Chengjin sat behind the bookcase, spread out a piece of paper, took a brush in her hand, stained with some ink, paused slightly, and then began to draw.

But for a moment, the look of hate Jin with a smile on her back was drawn. Lifelike, really like hate Jin smiling at them in front of them.

"How's the painting?" Rong Chengjin put down the brush, took away the printing pad, picked up the paper, put it in front of her eyes and watched it carefully. "It's really the same as painting herself. Look." he asked Dongfang Hao to come and have a look.