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Yun Mo knew his father's thoughts in his heart. However, he does not plan to fulfill it for the time being, as Wan'er said, his father was prosperous in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the loss of his body in the early years was also adjusted by Song Wan'er, and it is not a problem to sit on the throne for more than ten years.

Song Wan'er said: "It turns out that the eldest brother's vacation is also in your plan. "After thinking about Yunmo and Emperor Wu's plans, it is also a good thing that Song Yun temporarily leaves the power center of the imperial court.

Yunmo looked at Song Wan'er approvingly, and her brain reacted quickly.

When Song Yun came back, the two people in the bamboo pavilion had already changed positions, Song Wan'er was sitting on the soft collapse, and Yunmo was sitting in front of the drawing board, holding the pen in his hand, sometimes looking up, sometimes lowering his head to add a few strokes.

"Not bad." Song Yun stood behind Yunmo and waited until he made the last stroke before he opened his mouth and exclaimed: "It is said that His Royal Highness the Prince's landscape painting is excellent, but they haven't seen the woman painted by His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

Yunmo's lips were slightly hooked, and a smile appeared in his eyes, not just anyone can draw under his brush.

Dinner was served in the Zhenguo Mansion, and the three of them talked happily and happily.

On the second day, the court, the ministers found that there was one person missing in the hall.

"Zhen Guogong is not feeling well, and I have asked for a leave of absence, and I have already allowed it to play." His Majesty the Martial Emperor spoke.

The ministers of the cabinet glanced at each other, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and they understood the strength of Zhen Guogong, and they were very glad that they did not have to confront Zhen Guogong immediately.

"Your Majesty, Miao Jiang sent envoys......" One of the ministers came out of the ranks, slowly spoke, and the dynasty kicked off.

The atmosphere of the early dynasty was not bad.

After the dispersal of the court, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not stop for a moment and left directly.

"It's going fast." Thinking of expressing the intention of being close to each other, the courtiers were stunned and did not find an opportunity.

"Let's go, it's hard to go back to the palace, let's go have a good time." Liuzhou Road.

Zuo Ming glared at Liuzhou, but was grabbed by Liuzhou's arm, and several people pushed and shouted, and left with a smile.

Unorthodox.

Seeing this, the old-fashioned minister who respected the rules frowned, opened his mouth to speak, and was pulled away by the people around him, "They are all military generals, and it is normal for them to have a free and easy temper, why should you bother with them." ”

As the days passed, into September, the weather finally lost a little bit of the scorching heat.

"Wan'er, a few black chrysanthemums in the flower room are blooming, which is very beautiful." Empress Wu walked in with a smile, followed by several palace maids, holding several pots of blooming chrysanthemums in her arms.

Song Wan'er held her stomach, her movements were much slower, and she hadn't gotten up yet, she had been helped by Empress Wu to sit down again, her eyes swept over her belly, and a trace of worry flashed in her eyebrows.

"The Queen Mother." Song Wan'er said with a smile, and the palace people on the side quickly cleaned up the table in front of them and placed a few pots of blooming ink chrysanthemums.

Chrysanthemum is a variant of chrysanthemum, and there are not a few in the flower room in the palace, and the flowers are double-petaled, and they are as black as ink.

admired a few black chrysanthemums and said some relaxing words, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were in a good mood.

Empress Wu said: "Wan'er, this year's Chongjiu ascending, you don't want to go." ”

Song Wan'er's due date is September, and she is afraid that it will be dangerous to go out.

"Well, thank you, Queen Mother." Song Wan'er nodded, naturally knowing that Empress Wu's words were kind.

The ninth day of September.

Emperor Wu took Empress Wu, followed by hundreds of civil and military officials, and a group of people went out of the city and headed towards Danyang Mountain outside Kyoto.

Danyang Mountain, located in Kyoto, every year on the ninth day of the ninth month of September, the royal family has a grand sacrifice, held on Danyang Mountain, to worship the gods of the field, praying for a good harvest in the coming year, and the wind and rain are smooth.

The emperor carried the crown prince and personally ascended to the high platform of the sacrifice.

Empress Wu stood beside Emperor Wu, overlooking the huge Kyoto together, and at this moment, the whole world was in sight.

The grand sacrificial ceremony slowly kicked off.

"Kneel!"

"Bye!"

"Up!"

At the foot of Danyang Mountain, a group of people ran quickly on the mountain road and ran directly to the top of the mountain.

"Your Highness, the crown princess is about to give birth." Liuzhou rushed forward, panting and shouting.

Yunmo's mind was instantly stunned, he was calm and composed, even in the face of life and death, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince did not change his face, his lips trembled, and he didn't know what to react to.

It was as if he had been pushed, and then he was running rapidly, and someone behind him seemed to be saying something, but he couldn't understand it, and he couldn't hear it.

In the palace, the Praetorian Guards guarding the door only had time to look up when they heard the movement, and it seemed that a wind was blowing in front of them, shaking them so that they couldn't open their eyes.

"Someone went in just now." One of the Praetorian Guards spoke.

"That's right, it's in." The other nodded.

"Your Highness, that's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." The martial arts are relatively high, and the eyesight is better, and the leader of the guards said, let the people around you do their own things, and don't talk nonsense.

The bright yellow figure flew towards the East Palace, and the palace people he met along the way didn't have time to see who it was, and a figure had already flashed in front of him.

"Bang!" With a bang, the door of the house was pushed open, and a panting voice sounded, "How is the crown princess?" ”

Everyone in the room looked over.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince had sweat on his forehead, the crown on his head was a little messy, and his eyes were deep.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" The palace people reacted and bowed in unison.

"What about the crown princess?" Yunmo's eyes quickly looked into the room, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Brother Mo." Song Wan'er's voice sounded outside the house.

Yunmo suddenly turned around and looked over.

Song Wan'er was supported by others, looked at Yunmo in surprise, and when she saw his embarrassed appearance, distress flashed in her eyes.

"It's not like you're going to give birth, why are you still moving, go to bed and lie down." Yunmo looked at Song Wan'er with deep eyes.

The palace people only felt that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was very scary like this, and they didn't dare to come out one by one, for fear that they would not be able to put their minds and anger His Royal Highness the Prince.

Song Wan'er reached out and grabbed Yunmo's arm, took a few steps with her strength, and came to Yunmo's side distressedly, "It's okay, exercise before giving birth, it's good for your body." ”

She frightened her husband.

"Oh." Yunmo nodded, let Song Wan'er grab her arm, and wanted to exert herself, but she didn't dare, and let Song Wan'er move by herself, but she was afraid that she would fall.

The palace people saw that His Royal Highness the Prince's face became more and more ugly, and his eyes became more and more dark.

"Go down and get ready." Song Wan'er said.

The palace people were like being amnestied, scattered in all directions, and disappeared in an instant, and the speed was as fast as if they had practiced martial arts.

Yunmo helped Song Wan'er and walked slowly step by step, listening to her breathing getting heavier and heavier, holding her arm harder and harder, and walking slower and slower.

"Wan'er." Yunmo turned his head to look, his eyes full of worry.

Song Wan'er smiled and said, "Husband, I may really be giving birth." ”