The old emperor was drinking tea.

Seeing Ma Yuandao appear, he almost squirted out a mouthful of tea excitedly.

Ma Yuandao is here, which means that the people in the tent are Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi!

He was instantly ecstatic, covered the teacup, and even said in a kind tone: "Aiqing is exempt from courtesy, give a seat." Aiqing appeared wonderfully, it is simply my lucky star in South Vietnam! ”

Ma Yuandao couldn't help muttering.

What's wrong with the emperor, when he saw him, he had an expression like seeing his parents.

He arched his hand and said respectfully: "The emperor has a reputation, Weichen has done nothing, and he doesn't dare to call it 'Fuxing'." ”

"Hahaha, it's because you didn't do anything that you're a lucky star! If you do anything, I'm going to take you for it!" ”

Ma Yuandao: "......"

Listening to the emperor often gets crazy.

Today, the rumors are true.

He took his robe and sat down.

Ma couldn't help but get up, pushed him hard, and said in a low voice: "Yuandao, why are you here?!" ”

Ma Yuandao's face was full of innocence: "Mother, didn't you call me here?" ”

Princess Jing looked at the mother and son who began to rip their skins, and couldn't help but tremble.

She struggled to close her eyes.

Ma Yuandao is here, so the man in the tent, is it ......

She didn't dare to think about it.

Yi'er's identity problem has not been solved yet, if everyone sees that he is with Nan Baoyi's slut, he will have to bear the infamy of violating human ethics for the rest of his life!

She couldn't let that happen!

She opened her eyes, their eyes sharp.

"Your Majesty," she suddenly said, "It's been so long, and you're tired, why don't we move to the garden pavilion to watch the play?" Listening to the troupe that came to Nanfu to perform today, it is the prestigious Yulou Chun——"

"Princess Jing," Nan Yan interrupted her gently, "you just kissed it, and the people in the tent are Ma Yuandao and my sister. Now that it has been confirmed that Ma Yuandao is not in the tent, why did you suddenly change your tone and not allow anyone to lift the tent curtain? ”

Princess Jing gritted her teeth.

She stared at Nan Yan with hatred.

The girls of the Nan family are all sluts!

Nan Yan turned to the old emperor seriously, "Your Majesty, in order to prove my sister's innocence, please lift the curtain in public." Let everyone see clearly, the woman in the tent is not my sister. ”

The old emperor smiled.

He raised his hand and motioned for the chamberlain to lift the curtain.

As long as the matter of Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi is confirmed, he can give marriage in public.

With the power of the royal family, it is not difficult to remove Xiao Yi from the Nan family, give him a new identity, and let him marry Nan Baoyi in a beautiful manner.

At that time, Xiao Yi will be grateful to him.

As soon as the chamberlain took two steps, Princess Jing finally couldn't bear it anymore.

She fell to her knees and choked up: "Your Majesty, the courtiers have something to say!" ”

"Oh?"

The old emperor was curious.

Princess Jing gritted her teeth.

Her children are gone.

Xiao Yi is her lost child.

She must protect him, protect his reputation, protect his glory.

Let him return to Shengjing in style.

Let that slut of the Jiang family see with his own eyes how good her son is, her son is a hundred, a thousand times better than her two stupid sons!

She paused word by word: "Does the emperor remember that the courtiers once lost a son?" ”

The old emperor's eyes showed a touch of sympathy.

King Jing is the younger brother of his mother's compatriots, and Princess Jing is his brother-in-law.

In the past, Princess Jing was pregnant with a son, and when she went to live in Beizhuang, she didn't expect to give birth suddenly.

But when she was born, she was stillborn.

Princess Jing was injured and had no children over the years.

Although he didn't know why Princess Jing suddenly mentioned this matter, he still nodded heavily, "I remember." ”

"Your Majesty, the son born to a courtier is not stillborn. Xiao Yi is the son of a courtier! ”

Princess Jing burst into tears and made a loud noise.

The room is full of surprise!

Princess Jing grabbed her skirt, her eyes full of madness.

She originally planned to arrange everything at the end of the year, and then tell everyone that Xiao Yi was the son of King Jing.

But today's situation is urgent, and she really can't take too much care of it.

As long as it is proved that Xiao Yi is the son of King Jing, then everyone will automatically draw a clear brother and sister relationship between Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi in their hearts with preconceived notions.

In this way, even if the people in the tent are Xiao Yi and Nan Baoyi, they are not afraid of them gossiping again!

The old emperor was stunned.

His voice trembled: "Xiao Yi, is it your son?!" ”

King Jing and his wife are far away in Shengjing City, and Xiao Yi is far away in Jinguan City, how could he be their son?!

At first, the courtiers refused to believe it. Last month, the gods suddenly fell into a dream and asked the courtiers to come to Jinguancheng, and the courtiers came with the purpose of distracting their hearts, but they didn't expect to meet Yi'er on the street. ”

Princess Jing had tears on her face, but her smile was very gratifying, "When I first saw Yi'er, I felt very kind, but after asking, I learned that he was the adopted son of Nanfu."

After several inquiries, the courtiers found out that the day when Yi'er came to Nanfu was shortly after the courtiers gave birth. The courtiers thought that there were often stable women in the people who stole babies and sold them to rich and noble families in the name of midwifery.

So the courtiers suspected that the stillborn was not the son of the courtier, but Yi'er, the son of the courtier! Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be so! No wonder the gods fell into a dream and asked the courtiers to go to Jinguan City, originally to find my child! ”

She covered the embroidered handkerchief and cried with joy in sorrow, sorrow in joy, joy and joy in sorrow, with a rich sense of hierarchy and emotional impact.

The old emperor was almost stupid.

He sneered: "It's about the bloodline of King Jing's descendants, Princess Jing, it's not a ......."

"The courtiers have a certificate!"

Two days ago, Princess Jing had already arranged the witnesses.

From the maid to the mother-in-law, from the peasant woman in the village to the stable woman who delivered the baby, almost all of them were found.

Money talks.

For the sake of the future of the whole family, the Wen Po even disregarded her life and confessed according to what Princess Jing had taught before.

The old emperor turned to the Nan family again.

He coughed dryly and said, "Old lady Nan, your family ......"

The old lady Nan was supported by the Jiang family, and her old face was full of confusion.

Yi'er was obviously brought back from the frontier battlefield by the boss, and he has a relationship with Princess Jing for half a copper plate?!

But if you deny it......

She looked at the curtain with a puzzled look.

If Xiao Yi and Jiao Jiao'er were really framed and did such things in the account, then the identity of King Jing's son is indeed the most suitable identity for Xiao Yi at present.

At least, she won't let her Jiaojiao be poked in the back, insulted and shameless, and spit on and disregard for others.

Although it is a big crime to pretend to be a child of the royal family, it is ready to be sent and has to be sent.

She is willing to sacrifice her whole family's life to help Xiao Yiyuan lie and help Jiaojiaoer maintain her dignity and decency!

She was heartbroken, and said respectfully: "Back to the emperor, it's ridiculous, Yi'er, it is indeed the eldest couple who bought it from outside......"

Everything is right.

The old emperor raised his eyebrows, and his heart was happy.

If Xiao Yi is really his own nephew, then his country is simply not too stable!

And this marriage is more natural.

He smiled: "Princess Jing, you gave birth to a good son to King Jing!" ”

He waved his hand and said gently, "Lift the curtain." ”

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If nothing else, it should be possible to write about marriage