"The style of the National Day princess is somewhat similar to our emperor's father!" Zhao Conghua hasn't chatted with his sister for a long time, and although it is-for-tat today, it feels real and kind.

Zhao Anyun was not angry, and looked at Zhao Conghua carefully. Today's Zhao Conghua is covered in wounds, these slender fingers and wide palms are all scabs from wounds, and now some have turned white, and some have turned scarlet. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently stroked the scar on her younger brother's hand with her chive-like nails.

"Brother Prince, I heard that your back is all rotten, and now this magic poison has only been solved by seventy or eighty percent, don't you blame Zhao Congye?" Zhao Anyun's hand still didn't stop, stroking the scar on his brother's hand, and on the other hand, there was some irony between these words.

"Is the National Day Princess here to sow discord? As long as I fight with my fourth brother, then the princess of National Day will be able to reap the benefits of the fisherman! Zhao Conghua knew what she meant, although she now has a doll, but her ambition is no less than that of any man in the government and the opposition. After all, when their father and emperor were still on the throne, this National Day princess almost forced the palace. Later, her mother helped her bear the bitter fruit, and she was not painless, and still raised soldiers and horses wantonly.

Later, the emperor was seriously ill and paralyzed in bed, the prince was treasonous, and the four princes controlled the dynasty. In order to check and balance Zhao Congye's power, the emperor just turned a blind eye and let her go.

Zhao Anyun listened to the words of his younger brother, the prince, and couldn't help but raise his head and laugh: "Can you and the fourth brother really fight?" The old department of the Conghua Army is all weak beggars, Xue Changfeng who is following you, our teacher is old again, how many chances do you have? ”

"Didn't the National Day princess just say that you, the National Day Army, are you willing to help me?" Zhao Conghua seems to have been dormant in this palace all these years, but every time he thinks that his country woman Su Mi is with Zhao Congye, he makes up his mind to take back the emperor's throne.

"Then the prince's brother agreed to my conditions? But I didn't think about it, thinking about it carefully, the identity of the eldest princess of Kuang Languo is not as happy as being the emperor herself! "Zhao Anyun is different from other women, although she is now in her thirties, she still has charm, Rao is well maintained, and she has not yet given birth, this cheek is beautiful and has a trace of luxury, her eyes are not soft at all, but like a man, full of heroism and ambition.

"I knew that the princess of the National Day wanted more than just the identity of the eldest princess of Kuang Lan!" Zhao Conghua is not shy about it, in his eyes, he has always known his sister, her ambition has never been hidden, not as ruthless as Zhao Congye.

Zhao Anyun smiled, suddenly twisted his eyebrows, covered his mouth and retched. After retching, he wiped his mouth with a velvet handkerchief, and smiled again, and his cheeks were a little more pale.

"For the sake of the best plan, the princess of the National Day should not drink, after all, she is the one who wants to be a mother!"

"When did the prince's brother care about your sister, my National Day princess's children are naturally different from other daughters, what is this little wine!" After Zhao Anyun finished speaking, he picked up the croissant again, and when he arrived at a full glass of wine, he picked it up with both hands and leaned back.

After this glass of wine, the cheeks of Princess Zhao Anyun of the National Day began to be rosy again.

Looking at Zhao Anyun's bulging belly, Zhao Conghua remembered that after he returned to the capital, he told him that the woman in the village had already solved the doll in her belly. At that time, he was still in meditation on the outskirts of the city, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at the situation in front of him. This is the second time that he has looked at the person in front of him like this after eight years of separation. This person is no longer as innocent and lively as before, Rao is the precipitation of the years, Rao is the suffering of carrying the doll all these years, she is much calmer, and she is also a lot haggard.

"Does she know?" This is the first sentence that Zhao Conghua said to the situation after returning to Beijing. Some of the thin lips were chapped and thin, and because the poison in the body had just been detoxified, they were so thin that they were out of shape.

"She's already dizzy, I guess I don't know! If she survives, she'll know when she wakes up! Guo Yun stretched out his hand to hold Zhao Conghua's hands, and there were some tears flashing in his eyes. The woman in the countryside outside, she doesn't mind at all, as long as this Zhao Conghua can return to the capital safely, she is satisfied.

Later, this Su Mi is now An Linglong escaped death, and after returning to the capital, she would never have thought that this person was the village woman she asked the mother-in-law beside her to take out the doll in her belly.

After Zhao Conghua and Guan Yunyi said this sentence, Zhao Conghua was careful again and ignored Guan Yun. He remembered the delicate and weak little lady in the past, who was half dead in pain for the next month, snuggled in his arms, and wanted to hold the little lady who slept with him.

There is also his doll, this is the second doll of the two, this heart is soft, and I think of the charm and poison in my body, she teamed up with Qin Lou in Qin Lou, which made him even worse, and Xue Langzhong died and his stepfather leaked his whereabouts, and he hated it so much.

Zhao Anyun saw that there was a trace of sadness in his eyes, and turned his head to see his doll Zhao Siyun coming with a smile. Although she is rarely close to Zhao Siyun, she is also his aunt, and she reached out to take him into her arms: "Yun'er, come to my aunt!" ”

This Zhao Siyun is extremely sensible, who is the person he can get close to in this palace, and who is the person he can't get close to, he is naturally clear in his heart. He knew his aunt's temperament, and stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her shoulder: "Auntie is so interested, when Yun'er can drink, Yun'er will definitely accompany her aunt to drink enough!" ”

Rao is now going to be a mother, looking at this doll, his heart is extremely happy: "Yun'er is so sensible, how about playing with her younger brother in the future?" ”

Although Zhao Siyun is only eleven years old, he can still understand that his aunt is pregnant, and his eyes are bright: "That aunt has to hurry up, I will definitely take him to play in the future!" ”

Zhao Conghua saw that her doll was a little like her own crown princess, and she was very smart, so she stretched out her hand to beckon him over and hugged him into her arms: "Yun'er, my aunt is pregnant, and I will have to go to my aunt's mansion often in the future!" ”

Zhao Siyun nodded, and sat obediently beside Zhao Conghua, this water-white brocade spring shirt set off him proudly and vigorously.

"Daddy, as long as my aunt is willing, Yun'er can live in my aunt's mansion!"

Zhao Siyun is much more sensible than ordinary people, with both the intelligence and general knowledge of his mother and the courage of his father. This time, he only sat with Zhao Conghua, obediently eating the fruits and some desserts that were served.

The bride of this Anfu finally received the palace, and the ladies of each family sat in this banquet with their mothers. Although it is said that the four princes are married, these women and children are just here to eat and drink, but they are all very delicate in gold and silver, gouache and rouge. These women and children all know that whoever can come today is the son and son of the head of the dignitary's family, in case this banquet is decided.

This wedding ceremony was specially presided over by the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, Zhao Cong wore a red wedding dress, and ate wine in front of the banquet table early.

When it was his turn to begin the ceremony, he staggered and sat down on the throne. An Linglong held a finch fan in her hand, covering her powder. On this red carpet, he took light lotus steps, and approached Zhao Congye step by step. Everyone at this banquet secretly sighed that this woman was light and petite, but she was exquisite. It's just that I don't know what happened to the cheeks covered by this finch fanning its head.

"Yun'er, what kind of person do you say your fourth aunt is?" Zhao Anyun took the fruit, stuffed it into his mouth, and teased Zhao Siyun.

Zhao Siyun sat cross-legged, and when she saw this doll, she was extraordinary: "These four aunts seem to be thinner, and the rest of Yun'er don't know!" ”

Hearing this, Zhao Anru also laughed: "Although she is the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, she must have suffered a lot if she lives among the people, and this figure looks like a doll!" ”

Zhao Conghua had been drinking, but when he heard this, his narrow eyes looked at the bride not far away.

At this glance, he thought of Su Milai in his heart, remembered her petite size, clinging to his back, a pair of white little hands, rubbing his ears, and carrying it, even if he walked more than ten miles, it was like hugging a soft cloud.

Looking at it again, although I could only see the red shadow, I could still see her firmness and coldness, and her thin lips couldn't help but open: "Zhao Conghua, she is the person who betrayed you and hurt you the most, what do you think of her for?" ”

Zhao Siyun didn't know what his father was talking about, and tilted his head: "Daddy, who is the person who betrayed you and hurt you the most?" ”

Zhao Conghua held the wine cup, threw the spirits in the cup up, grinned thinly, and couldn't help laughing at himself, although he knew that Su Mi had deceived him all these years, he still couldn't help but miss her, and he would miss the sweet and glutinous husband.

Zhao Siyun had never seen his father like this, stared at him stupidly, and asked again after a while: "Daddy, are you uncomfortable?" ”

Zhao Conghua laughed softly, his banquet table was not far from Zhao Congye, An Linglong sat next to him, and heard it, the hands holding the finch fan, pinching the handle of the fan, the fingers were white, as if he could hear the sound of bones creaking.

Her eyes were sour, her eyebrows were twisted, and she suppressed the pain and hatred in her heart again. She didn't know if he would be stunned after she took down the finch fan and let Zhao Conghua see her true face? There was a cramping pain in her lower abdomen, and she tightened her hands and sat back upright.