The Mansion of the Duke of Wei, the bedroom of the Duke of Wei and his wife.

"Didn't you see it, how happy Ago was when he found out today, we are relieved." After putting away the coat of Duke Wei, Duchess Wei walked over with a warm expression.

Holding his wife in his arms, Wei Guogong looked rare and warm: "That's fine, we also have juniors, as for Xiao Rong, let him be free again, and when he gets married, pick one he likes." ”

"That is, in the recent past, Princess Tang has been in contact with me, I think, I'm afraid it's for the Chengyue County Lord."

Hearing this, Wei Guogong frowned: "Chengyue County Lord? What did Xiao Rong say? ”

"He doesn't know yet, and I didn't tell him that the county lord of Chengyue is a good girl, but she is the county lord of the Tang Palace." Duchess Wei immediately shook her head, and there was a little hesitation between her words.

Wei Guogong nodded, his expression was a little indifferent: "King Tang's details will be liquidated, and when the time comes, it will depend on how Princess Tang will choose?" We can't mix it up until everything has been decided. ”

"I know that Rong'er is highly used in the palace, and he still pays attention to who he will fight with compared to who his wife will be, such Rong'er is not suitable for marriage and taking on the responsibilities of a family."

Sure enough, Zhizi Mo Ruomu, Wei Guogong nodded approvingly: "Wait until he has this thought, and if he has nothing to do recently, we will often go to Ah Ge's side to have a look." ”

"That's natural, the two of them, I'm really not at ease." Snuggled in the arms of Duke Wei, Duchess Wei is down-to-earth, and she has been married for decades, just like what she promised her father back then, and she never had to worry about it.

Touching his wife's soft hair, Wei Guogong's heart was full of calm: "Okay, there is nothing else in the house, we just have a distraction." ”

Rong Ma snorted, let his wife worry, and after many years, Wei Guogong only hoped that he could be by his wife's side, not to let her worry, let her worry.

In the imperial palace, the saint was indulging in the sea of twists and turns, Liu Yuan and Ning Qing were sifting through the twists and turns, and there was a burst of peace in the imperial study.

"Your Majesty, the guards of the palace have arrived." Gonggong Wei's voice sounded outside the imperial study, and the saint was a little puzzled, and put down the recital in his hand: "Xuan." ”

"The ink merchant has seen Your Majesty."

"Guard Mo, Brother Zhan didn't leave until the morning, did something important happen?" According to Brother Zhan's habits, important things should be notified by himself, and now that he is letting Mo Shang come, something must have happened, and he can't leave.

Mo Shang got up and smiled a little: "Your Majesty, Madame has just been diagnosed with a pregnancy, and the general is afraid that he will not be able to come to the palace in the past few days." ”

"Pregnant?" The saint asked in surprise, and Liu Yuan and Ning Qing next to him were all happy: "Your Majesty, this is a good thing." ”

"Exactly, it's been more than two months, but because of my wife's health, I need to recuperate for a while." Mo Shang and the others are looking forward to this news, and they are all beaming with joy when they come to deliver the letter, which makes the cold atmosphere around them a little lighter.

The saint seemed to have just reacted, and suddenly threw away the fold in his hand and rushed outside, or Ning Qing rebelled and pulled the saint back: "Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" ”

"Ning Qing, Sister Wushuang is also your cousin, let's go and see together, no wonder Sister Wushuang hasn't had time to come to see me during this time, I thought Sister Wushuang was fascinated by Brother Zhan, it turned out to be because of this."

The eyes of the saint were eager to try, and instantly ruined the stability just now, but fortunately, Ning Qing and Liu Yuan were familiar with the saint, so they hurriedly persuaded him.

"Your Majesty, this ...... The general of war only knew the news, presumably thinking that he could accompany the lord of Cheng'an well, it is not appropriate to disturb today, we should go again at an unknown date? ”

Mo Shang looked at Ning Qing in surprise, is that how he persuaded him?

Feeling the sight behind him, Ning Qing turned his head and replied, he could persuade him to talk about it tomorrow, and he would talk about it tomorrow.

Relying on no one to watch, the ink merchant quietly rolled his eyes, very helpless.

"Tomorrow? That's what I said, Guard Mo, you go back and tell Brother Zhan and Sister Wushuang, I'll go over to see her tomorrow, just tomorrow to rest, it's very convenient. In this way, even the father-in-law ......"

Father-in-law Lian, who was waiting behind, hurriedly stepped forward: "What does Your Majesty command?" ”

"You go to my private vault and pick out some good things, mainly for those who are pregnant, and send them over...... No, keep some and send them once a month, you look at it. ”

As soon as the saint's voice fell, even his father-in-law carefully reminded: "Your Majesty, it is not yet three months, and you have not sat firmly in the fetal position, and at this time, it is not appropriate to make a noise." ”

"Is that so?" The saint looked at a few people, and Ning Qing, Liu Yuan, and the others nodded in agreement, this is almost an unconventional rule, and it is normal for the saint not to know.

"Forget it." Sitting on the steps of the imperial front with a regretful face, the saint glanced at the ink merchant: "Then you go back first, bring the words, as for the things, after Sister Wushuang sits in the fetal position, I will order someone to send it over." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, the general will not enter the palace in those days." Zhan Ge hadn't thought of it yet, but Mo Shang naturally understood, so he would take leave first.

"It should be, it should be." After the ink merchant retired, the saint began to look through the classics with great interest.

Ning Qing and Liu Yuan glanced at each other, and picked out the particularly urgent twists, let the saint deal with it today, and talk about the rest tomorrow, anyway, the saint has no thoughts.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing here?" In the end, after getting along for a long time, getting along with each other is much more harmonious, Ning Qing relaxed, sat on the side casually, looked at Shengshang and Liu Yuan, who were busy in front of the bookshelf, and asked with some doubts.

"Naturally, I want to name my younger brother and sister who are about to be born, I don't understand."

Glancing at Ning Qing, the Holy Lord put a stack of books on the table, and the original recitals were pushed aside, if they were seen by other ministers, I am afraid they would have to talk about it.

The corners of Ning Qing's mouth twitched, quite ruined, Liu Yuan saw his appearance, and shook his head helplessly, to be able to make Ning Zhuangyuan like this, I am afraid that there are few people in the world.

Jiang Nanning's family has strict teachings and has always been a gentleman's style, so part of Ning Zhuangyuan's reputation is also because of this, but he didn't expect to be ruined by the saint so easily.

However, the saint is also very interesting.

"Your Majesty, this county lord is only two months old now, and he is pregnant in October, so I'm afraid there will be more than half a year." Liu Yuan said it euphemistically, for fear that His Majesty would worry about it too early.

After a pause in the movement of flipping through the books in his hand, he also noticed that he seemed to be a little too excited, so he sat down calmly and patted his sleeve.

"What's that, I know I'm going to be a brother, I'm a little excited, forgive me."

Ning Qing shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty, forgive the ministers for taking the liberty of being presumptuous, if the county lord's child is named, it should not be your turn." ”

"How?" In the past, when he looked at his father, he would often give him a name, could it be that he couldn't do it?

"There is also Lord Wei Guogong here, as a master of the war general, it is naturally the elders first." Liu Yuan understood in seconds and gave a slight explanation to the saint.

Reluctantly put down the book in his hand, and the saint's expression was a little clear, but he had no regrets: "That's right, let's continue to watch the folds, and we'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Handing the urgent fold to the saint, Ning Qing pondered in his heart, he was also going to hand over a letter to his father, and it should be time for him to marry Tu'er.

Before, because the body of the king of the side did not heal, he could not eliminate the contradiction with the lord of Cheng'an, so it was delayed until now, and this time, it can be solved together.

Dayi's official school is for people under the age of 20 who have not participated in the imperial examination, and the children here are basically the children of official families, and their status is precious.

Since the beginning of the official school, Princess Tarta and Prince Murky have also come here.

In the official school, there is no distinction between men and women, so according to the level of class, it stands to reason that Mu Qi and Tart should follow the new school to listen to the school, but in the end it is not in accordance with the rules, so it was changed to follow the people of the same age.

It's been a few months since they came here, and because of their identities, others rarely get close, but the relationship with each other is still okay, so the two are also well integrated.

went to the restaurant to eat, and the two happened to meet.

"How are you doing during this time?" Tart Da looked at Mu Qi, who was dressed in Dayi and decorated with silver around the blue brocade robe, and felt more and more that there was no difference between him and Dayi's son.

Mu Qi bowed his hand with Dayi's etiquette: "Princess Tart, it's good, what about you?" ”

"Me too, although this is not my hometown, but I feel closer than my hometown, I don't know why, I am more and more advocating the culture and customs of Dayi, which makes me nostalgic."

Standing at the window of the restaurant, looking at the vendors on the street who were shouting and buying and selling, the smile on his face was not decoration, but real, if they could do this, it would not be like this.

Standing next to the tart, Murky looked down, a smile on his lips.

"The development of Dayi has also gone through a hundred years or even longer, and it is impossible to catch up in a short period of time, and the origin of culture is different in the end."

When his gaze touched a familiar figure, Mu Qi's eyes were a little surprised: "You wait first, I'll go down." ”

When Princess Tang was about to enter Yuxiu Pavilion, she was stopped by Mu Qi who came over in a hurry, her eyes flashed dark, and she looked up and returned to normal: "Prince Mu Qi, I don't know why you are here?" ”

"Princess, I met a friend here, and I accidentally saw the princess, so I came over to say hello." There seemed to be stars shining in Mu Qi's eyes, which made Princess Tang unable to stop the softness in her heart.

"I see, this princess is here to pick up clothes, if Prince Muqi has time, he can go to Tang Wangfu." The sleeve was quietly pulled by Qiu Xiang, and Princess Tang reacted instantly, as usual, elegant and generous.

"Yes, in that case, Muki won't bother, princess, please." Get out of the way, and Muki salutes and leaves.

Princess Tang smiled slightly, and was helped in by the maid.

After a while, Mu Qi returned to the restaurant.

Tart looked at Mu Qi's appearance, and was a little puzzled: "Do you know that lady?" ”

"That's Princess Tang, the current holy imperial aunt, I met last time by accident." Murky came back to his senses and nodded slightly.

"I see...... Tart had doubts, but he didn't say anything, always feeling that Mu Qi had something to hide from him.