Yu Wenxian was silent for a while before leaving the house. He stood in the courtyard www.biquge.info looked up at the sky, and the pale yellow moonlight sprinkled his face, like a thin veil, hazy and unreal. He sighed and turned to go to the Bright Moon Pavilion.

The pigeon never slept, sitting on the bed and fiddling with the doll in his hand, and when he saw Yu Wenxian coming in, he smiled and asked him to hug him.

Yu Wenxian's face had a smile on his face, just like Wanyao saw him for the first time, his peach blossom eyes were shining and shining like dust.

He asked dotingly, "Is a person scared?" Still not sleeping so late? ”

The pigeon put his arms around his neck, leaned his head on his shoulder, and only after a half-ring, did he speak: "Uncle, the pigeon likes you and likes to stay with you, but the pigeon thinks that I should go to the palace and accompany my father, he has no mother, he is already very pitiful, and the pigeon does not want to make my father more pitiful." He tightened his arms as he spoke, "The pigeon promises that he will come to see his uncle from time to time, and that he will have a good time." ”

Yu Wenxian was stunned, how could Fusheng send the pigeon into the palace? Isn't it revenge, not caring about the life and death of the pigeon?

Maybe Madame Feng will get the retribution she deserves, but what about the pigeons? The emperor will not let the pigeons leave, he has every opportunity, how can he have spare time to accompany the pigeons? It is undoubtedly pushing her into the abyss, the palace is as deep as the sea, and it is unchangeable, no, he will not allow it, and no one will do it.

Yu Wenxian smiled, his expression was extremely serious, and he said categorically: "If you appear now, your father will be even more sad, because he will have to bear the pain of losing your mother again." After putting the pigeon on the bed safely, Yu Wenxian squatted on his body and joined her, his voice was smooth and slow, full of patience, "Uncle knows that you want to avenge your mother, but the place with red tiles and yellow walls is not suitable for your mother, and it is also not suitable for you, your mother's big revenge, uncle promises, will definitely avenge her, so, you just need to be yourself, the eternal princess, other things, can I leave it to my uncle?" ”

The corners of the pigeon's mouth were raised, a pair of crescent eyes smiled crookedly, and nodded, "Okay, the pigeon knows, uncle should go to bed early, the pigeon is also sleepy." He didn't forget to yawn as he spoke.

Yu Wenxian smiled bitterly, helplessly saw her lying down, covered the corner of the quilt for her, and added a fire, then went to the outer hall and slept on a small bed.

Afraid of the pigeon's fear, Yu Wenxian has been sleeping in the outer hall, and he can always pay attention to the pigeon's every move.

Early the next morning, the sky was about to be bright, Yu Wenxian got up, tiptoed into the inner room, saw that the pigeon was sleeping peacefully, showed a smiling face, he sat on the edge of the bed for a while before going out to wash, and went to the palace with the morning dew and frost.

At noon, the sun was extraordinarily big, shining on the body of the warm, Yu Wenxian was dressed in a dark court dress, facing the sun, the breeze caressed, blowing the corners of his clothes, looking at the steaming roasted sweet potatoes in his hands, with a smile on his face, he walked quickly towards the Qi Palace, but the general entered the courtyard, and the housekeeper came to report, the Taoist Miss was picked up by the floating girl, as if to say that she wanted to enter the palace, afraid that the prince would be in a hurry, and told him in advance.

Yu Wenxian was angry, where is this advance notice, this is obviously the last notice, threw down the roasted sweet potato, turned around and ran to the stable, called Zhan Hong, quickly whipped the horse, galloped on the streets of Chang'an, provoked passers-by to avoid it, cursed endlessly, and rushed to the palace.

No wonder the pigeon agreed yesterday, it turned out that he had already made up his mind.

is a small ghost, and he is really a child born by Wan Yao.

When Yu Wenxian arrived, the pigeon had already been picked up and sat on Yu Wenyong's lap.

That face that is very similar to Wanyao, needless to say anything, Yuwen Yong also believes unconditionally, that is their daughter, Wanyao and his child.

Yu Wenyong hugged the pigeon tightly, couldn't put it down, the black and white eyes were shining, I don't know whether it was for the pigeon's father and son to be happy, or I heard that Wan Yao was sad that she had a pigeon and died of hemorrhage, but fortunately, God favored and sent the pigeon to him.

Yu Wenxian stood aside, surprised, for some reason the pigeon did not say what Mrs. Feng did, this child's thinking is different from ordinary people, he can't guess the pigeon's mind at all, but it is very similar to the emperor when he was a child.

Hey, blood, it's an amazing thing.

Because of a princess, Wanyao's child celebrated for three days and three nights, and Yuwen Yong was even more happy to amnesty the world, giving the name of the pigeon the title Yongle, wishing her eternal happiness. It is also necessary to build a new palace for pigeons, Yongle Palace, ten people in the palace maids, eat the princes and princes, reward the emperor's field of 100 acres, silk and satin, treasure jade and so on are countless.

The pigeon turned a deaf ear, knelt on the ground and buckled her head, only begging for Wanyao's palace before her death, Jinmoju, and the rest of the rewards should not be wanted, her tone was steady, the corners of her lips were crooked, but the smile could not reach the bottom of her eyes, and she replied respectfully: "Father, these are things outside the body, life does not bring death, and it is more important than anything to live well." ”

When Yu Wenyong heard this, he was stunned for a while, even the Queen Mother was stunned, it may not be a good thing to be too mature in her mind, where can a four-year-old girl doll say it?

Yuwen Yong pulled up the pigeon, brushed the broken hair on her forehead for her, looked at her dotingly, and said gently: "Yongle, you are a girl, my father only wants you to be happy and happy, don't think about the rest, do what you want to do, you can be coquettish, you can be angry, you can be unreasonable, what you want, your father will satisfy you, you are only four years old, then do what you should do when you are four years old." ”

The pigeon raised his eyes and looked at Yu Wenyong, fearless, those eyes were exactly the same as Wan Yao, even if he looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

Fusheng slowly lowered his head, what should a four-year-old do? Hmph, some people are afraid that they have already deprived her of her rights. She has to grow up quickly, so let's wait and see!

The pigeon suddenly laughed, "The pigeon has thanked his father for his favor." ”

Yuwen Yong's eyes moved slightly, this kid called himself "Pigeon!" Instead of "Yongle!" "It's the same as Wanyao's temperament, very stubborn.

After the palace people cleaned up the Jinmo House, Yu Wenyong personally sent the pigeons over, and only left reluctantly after having dinner together.

The pigeon was dressed in a gorgeous and splendid princess costume, slowly walking through every inch of the palace, his fingers gently caressing, tears like peach blossoms raining.

"Mother, this is where you used to live, right? Then I'll live here and avenge you in a way you haven't done before...... Mother, the pigeon misses you so much......"

At some point, Fusheng quietly walked to the pigeon, squatted on the ground and hugged her tightly in his arms, his bright eyes always sparkling.

The corners of Fusheng's lips curled slightly, and he smiled faintly: "Pigeon, my aunt is leaving, and it is your own choice to enter the palace." The road ahead may be very difficult and painful, you can't live without heart and lungs like before, you need to be awake at all times, vigilant, calculating, maybe there will be life danger, you have to bear these by yourself, okay? (To be continued.) )