Fu Yuanling walked back from the western suburbs with a heavy heart, and sat in the carriage and looked through the bamboo curtain at the still lively Shangjing City.

The cars and horses are noisy, the pedestrians are like dragons, and the mourning brought by the death of the queen mother is not only the closest relatives, but no one will be sad for her or miss her.

Looking at the people and pedestrians on the street, with all kinds of expressions on his face, Fu Yuanling leaned on the soft pillow and slowly closed his eyes.

She looked at the things that her mother left for her, and after reading them, she didn't sleep well for several days.

She didn't know why Niangniang gave her such a thing instead of Xiao Jiuqi, so she hurriedly hid the brocade box in the safest and most secret place at that time.

Now that I think about it, my heart is still "thumping".

What made her even more shocked was that His Majesty would actually give such a thing to the Queen Mother, and the Mother didn't use it when she was dying, and Her Majesty was afraid that she already knew who this thing was.

It's not Xiao Jiuqi, it must be her.

But His Majesty seems to have forgotten about this matter, and he has never asked a word, every time Fu Yuanling goes to see His Majesty, His Majesty looks at her as before, and it doesn't seem to be any different because of this matter.

This made her even more uneasy.

Holding such a big killing weapon, Fu Yuanling was terrified, and he couldn't wait to lose his memory immediately and forget about it completely.

Xiao Jiuqi has not come back since he returned to the palace, since he established the prince, the prince has often sent errands to Xiao Jiuqi, I don't know if it is easy to use, anyway, there is more than half a month in January.

As soon as Fu Yuanling entered the door, Mama Shen greeted him and said with a smile: "Princess, you are back." ”

Fu Yuanling nodded, "What's going on in the mansion today?" ”

"There is nothing else, only the crown princess sent you an invitation." Mama Shen bowed down and said.

Fu Yuanling was a little surprised, raised his feet and entered the door, and asked Mama Shen to take a look at the invitation, only to know that it was the East Palace that was going to hold a banquet.

Fu Yuanling knew that Xu Xiuning was not a person who liked to set up banquets, and now he suddenly wanted to hold a banquet on a non-New Year's Day, no matter how he looked at it, it made people feel wrong.

"Who is the messenger? What did you leave behind? Fu Yuanling looked at Mama Shen and asked.

"It was Qinghe who came to deliver the letter to the crown princess, and left a message to let you pass that day earlier, and didn't say anything else." Mama Shen said softly.

Fu Yuanling looked at Mama Shen and nodded, and then asked, "What about the little county lord?" ”

"Mrs. Fan is going to paint today, and the little county lord was called by Mrs. Fan." Mama Shen said with a smile.

Fu Yuanling got up and walked out, "I'll take a look, Mama doesn't have to follow, you and Mother Dou just went to the treasury to pick a gift for the crown princess, and I'll take a look when I look back." ”

Mama Shen agreed, and said with a smile: "Mother Dou is still talking about Xiao Shizi today, the mid-day break is coming, and Xiao Shizi should go home." ”

Fu Yuanling also misses his son, the emperor is not particular, he dominates other people's sons and does not let go, but they will not come back, sighing.

Thinking of his son Fu Yuanling, who was about to come back, he was also happy, and Xiao Yi, so he said to Mama Shen: "Just take advantage of them to come back and measure the summer clothes and make them, and let the people from the embroidery workshop come and wait in advance that day." ”

Not only do you have to make clothes, but you also need to make shoes, and children of this age cost more clothes than shoes.

Mama Shen wrote them down one by one, sent the princess away, and went to find Mother Dou.

Fu Yuanling took Pear Blossom and Osmanthus to Mrs. Fan's side, passed by Jiaxue and took a look, a room of children was learning seriously, she looked at it for a while and quietly retreated.

Bypassing from the home school, I went to Mrs. Fan.

When I entered the door, I saw that my daughter's face was full of red, green, and green colorful paints, and there were pieces of drawing paper on the big table in the yard.

Looking at Fu Yuanling's expression, Mrs. Fan smiled and said, "What do you dislike?" When children are young, they don't learn the ability to paint, they have to learn color matching first, I see that Xiyue is very talented, you see how good this color matching. ”

It's very good, with all the bells and whistles, I don't know if I thought the dye jar was down.

"Mother!" Xiyue saw her mother happily fluttering on her little body and pounced, and before Fu Yuanling could open her mouth, she was hugged by the little girl.

Now it's okay, I'm also crooked in the dye vat, and the clothes in front of me are all the colors of her little slap.

Xiyue didn't know what trouble she had caused, so she happily took her mother's hand to show her her results, staring at Fu Yuanling with big eyes.

Fu Yuanling looked at his daughter's expression, he really couldn't say anything else, and praised against his heart: "Awesome!" ”

Xiyue was so happy that she couldn't see her eyes anymore, grabbing the brush that was already grinding bald by her, and continued to scold Fang Yu on her drawing paper, which was quite imposing.

Fu Yuanling estimated that his daughter had grown up, but he was afraid that this style of painting was a bold school.

Mrs. Fan was very patient, and she gave her guidance with Xiyue's pen on the side, occasionally holding a paintbrush to add a few strokes to her gestures, and the delicate flowers, or birds of different shapes, came out one by one.

Fu Yuanling looked interesting, and watched the old and the young draw with relish for a long time.

When Xiyue was tired of painting and was taken by the nurse and grandma to wash her hands and change clothes, Fu Yuanling looked at Mrs. Fan and said, "Thanks to your patience, I can't do it." ”

This child is so skinny, going up the mountain and going into the water to make the back garden Huo Huo not light, and he is so well-behaved when he falls into the hands of Mrs. Fan.

Mrs. Fan was happy, her silver-white hair shone in the sun, "When you are older, you don't have any other skills, patience is the ability to boil out in a lifetime, can you still lack it?" You'll find out when you're my age. ”

Fu Yuanling accompanied Mrs. Fan to talk, and the old and the young sat in the sun.

Mrs. Fan looked sideways at Fu Yuanling, "Speaking of which, when the old man is going to come back with the two children, he will not go to Heyuan again when he comes back this time, he is too old to withstand the toss." ”

Fu Yuanling bowed his head, "Don't worry, the prince has already told His Majesty about this matter, and His Majesty has not stopped him, and this time Mr. will not leave when he comes back." ”

Mrs. Fan let out a long sigh, "You have to be strong when you are old, where can you compare to your body." ”

"You can't blame Mr. for this, it's Your Majesty that there are good books and paintings, all of which are unique, and Mr. can't help it."

Mrs. Fan: ......

After Xiyue packed up, Fu Yuanling took her to say goodbye to Mrs. Fan and went all the way back to the main courtyard.

Xiyue dragged her mother's hand and jumped all the way and was not idle for a moment, either picking a flower or pulling a grass, the two little ones trembled and trembled, and the head flower made of pearls the size of a small fingernail was worn in the hair, like a star in the sky.

"Daddy!" Xiyue shouted happily when she passed through the Ruyi Gate, and the whole person rushed out like a gun.