[You've been in the palace for three years, no, it's been more than four years, and it's your first birthday. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info] 0039 teased Jiang Yan, [Duanmu Chen can't do it. 】

Jiang Yan ignored it, but her heart warmed because of the children's actions.

Feng'er rubbed the dragon egg with her elbow, and the hand behind the dragon egg was brought to the front, with a roll of drawing paper in her hand, and said a little shyly: "Mother, this is the gift we have prepared for you together." ”

Jiang Yan couldn't help the smile on the corner of her mouth, and she couldn't hold back the tears in the corners of her eyes, and took the painting: "Thank you, Juan'er, Feng'er, Huang'er......"

"And the Father!" Feng'er draught|Don't forget|Well digger, "It was the father who told us about the birth of the mother concubine!" ”

Jiang Yan raised her eyebrows and looked back at Duanmu Chen.

Duanmu Chen said gently: "You have been in the palace for many years, and I have not celebrated your birthday. A few years ago, when I checked the information of the show girl, the birthday column in your information turned out to be empty. I really can't help it, so I asked people to go to your hometown to ask, who knows that your whole family has moved away, and after a lot of twists and turns, I only found your father recently. ”

Jiang Yan was very moved, but she also said angrily: "The emperor wants to know, it's good to ask the concubine himself." ”

"No, I'll find it myself." Duanmuchen pointed to the drawing paper, "Why don't you open it and take a look?" ”

Jiang Yan opened the drawing paper, it was just a simple landscape painting, with a line of words inscribed on it, which was read by the three children just now.

"Mother, the painting was painted by my brother, and the poem was written by Feng'er." Feng'er came over, looking at Jiang Yan and other compliments.

Jiang Yan touched her head: "Feng'er's handwriting is so good, and Jiu'er's painting is also very good." ”

Huang'er walked over slowly, stretched out her hand and pointed to a place on the paper.

Jiang Yan looked at the small black dots one by one, and she couldn't see the shape, so she looked at the dragon egg with some puzzlement.

Long Danqing coughed, and the corners of his mouth twitched a little: "That's the lotus flower in the water painted by the little sister......"

"Oh, that's very expressive!" Jiang Yan smiled and grabbed Huang'er's little fat hand and kissed it, "Huang'er is so good!" ”

"To the mother, happy." Huang'er said with a small face.

Jiang Yan smiled, hugged her and kissed her: "The mother concubine is very happy." ”

After putting away the children's paintings and kissing them one by one, Duanmuchen grabbed Jiang Yan: "I also have a gift for you." ”

"Wow, Feng'er wants to see it, Feng'er wants to see it!" Feng'er slapped her little face, very happy.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but think of Duanmu Chen's previous gift-giving style, one-person-tall red coral, a large piece of "Yao Shi", this time he wouldn't give her any jewelry, right?

It's still a long wooden box, indeed.

Jiang Yan suppressed the "wow" she wanted to say in her heart, and said "wow" on her lips.

Duanmu Chen glanced at her funny, took the wooden box with his own hands, took out a painting scroll, and slowly unfolded it.

Jiang Yan genuinely wowed.

A few years ago, when Duanmuchen was about to do something to the Liu family, he invited her to watch a play together, and later gave her a painting, which was a family photo.

At this time, this painting is an expanded version of the family photo.

At the top, there are portraits of two people, looking at their faces and dresses, there is no doubt that Duanmu Chen is still a beauty;

Further down, it was Duanmu Chen and Jiang Yan with a big belly, looking at the costumes, they should be concubines, and the background was her Fengyang Palace.

Jiang Yan looked up at Duanmu Chen and smiled slightly, and Long Dan also pointed here curiously: "The mother concubine is pregnant." He and Feng'er had seen Jiang Yan's appearance with Huang'er, so they knew.

Duanmu Chen smiled and said, "Yes, and it is you and Feng'er who are pregnant." ”

"Wow!" Feng'er and Long Dan all gathered around curiously and looked at Jiang Yan carefully.

Jiang Yan and Duanmu Chen looked at each other and smiled.

Further down, there were Duanmu Chen and Jiang Yan in normal shape, but there were two more children standing beside them.

"Is this me and my brother?" Feng'er asked curiously, pointing to this painting.

Jiang Yan nodded: "Yes." ”

"It's so small, back then." Feng'er curiously touched herself in the painting, "Like a phoenix." ”

Duanmuchen laughed out loud and led everyone to look down.

Below, Duanmuchen hasn't changed much, the two children have grown taller, which is very similar to now, but Jiang Yan has a big belly. And the costumes are already made of concubines.

"The mother concubine is pregnant with a phoenix again!" Feng'er said happily.

At this time, even Huang'er touched Jiang Yan's big belly curiously, with a questioning expression.

Jiang Yan smiled and continued to look down, it was now.

They are a family of five, each smiling.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but reach out and touch this painting like a few children.

It's really, too beautiful a picture.

"There's another one down there, Yan'er." Duanmuchen patted Jiang Yan on the shoulder and asked them to continue looking down.

There was a large empty piece in the middle of the scroll, but there was one painting at the back.

Duanmuchen and Jiang Yan are both drooping and old, with gray hair and many wrinkles on their faces, but they can still see their youthful appearance.

There were several children around them, some big and some small, and the two largest ones were obviously Dragon Egg and Feng'er, both of whom were already young people, heroic and tight. The phoenix standing behind her is already the appearance of a big girl, but she is also the same as now, not smiling.

The other children, big and small, did not have very detailed faces, only a few strokes, but they could see that there were some shadows of Duanmu Chen and Jiang Yan on their bodies and faces.

"Is this ......" Jiang Yan asked strangely, pointing at the children.

Duanmu Chen hugged her and smiled: "This is our future child." ”

"So much?" Jiang Yan was surprised, she was not a sow.

Duanmuchen still regretted: "I only feel that the drawing paper is too small when I draw here, and I should draw a few more children." ”

Jiang Yan rolled her eyes amusedly, how much more do you want to draw.

However, if you look closely at the painting, you can see that Duanmu Chen really put his mind into it. Whether it is the appearance of the two of them when they are old, or the appearance of the three children when they grow up, they are very realistic, and it feels like they are really painted on these people.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Jiang Yan couldn't put it down, touched and touched the scroll, and sincerely thanked her.

Duanmu Chen smiled and kissed her side cheek: "It's good if you like it." ”

Jiang Yan might as well be taken aback by his kiss, and quickly looked back at a few children, but fortunately no one paid attention, so she glanced at Duanmu Chen coquettishly.

At this glance, Duanmu Chen's heart itched.

With a clear cough, Duanmu Chen pretended to look at the children coldly: "Okay, don't surround your mother and concubine." Look at the paintings you made, and then look at what I did, don't practice hard! ”

Jiang Yan looked at him dumbfounded, bullying children!

Unexpectedly, Long Dan and Feng'er were all in high spirits, waving their small fists to say that they would overtake their father sooner or later, and then ran back to their rooms.

Only Huang'er glanced at Duanmu Chen lightly and said, "Father, it's bad." He was taken away by Mama Zhou.

Duanmuchen rubbed his hands, so excited, he hadn't been alone with Jiang Yan like this for a long time, should he just take her back to the dormitory?

Duanmu Chen, who was dangling the tail of the big bad wolf and making an abacus, hadn't thought about what to do, but was interrupted by a communication outside: "Your Majesty, the eldest princess asks to see you!" ”

(To be continued.) )