Born and raised. ”

Mama Hui said.

Concubine Xu Xian and Yan Huaijing's complexions both changed slightly.

Concubine Xu Xian's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Are you sure you read it right?" ”

Mama Hui said firmly: "The old slave dares to guarantee with his life. Generally, after a woman gives birth, her posture will be different, and only a very few women can recover like a girl, but this can hide it from others, but she can't deceive the old slave, the eyes of the old slave have never made a mistake in judging women's affairs! ”

In other words, Concubine Xu Xian probably didn't believe it, but it was Mama Hui, this is a person who made a big taboo in the hands of the queen but was still able to leave the palace alive, even the queen was reluctant to kill her, her ability can be seen.

"Emperor's ......" Concubine Xu Xian looked at Yan Huaijing beside her.

Yan Huaijing's brows twisted into Sichuan characters: "How can this be?" I obviously heard Yan Xie say that she couldn't give birth to children. ”

Concubine Xu Xian said: "The little marquis of the Yan family has not been named, and it may not be Yan Ruyu." ”

"Is that?" Yan Huaijing was thoughtful.

Concubine Xu Xian looked at the woman in the flowers, and sighed lowly: "I thought I could get a handle to pinch this girl, but in the end it was empty joy." ”

Concubine Xu Xian has always done things without leakage.

This flower-viewing banquet, most of the nobles in the capital are here, Yan Ruyu's father is the hero of the defeat of the Huns, Yan Ruyu will be invited to the ranks is reasonable, therefore, no one doubts that Concubine Xu Xian has an extra purpose for her, as for the appearance of Yan Huaijing, it will be more natural, the queen mother's three-year filial piety period has expired, and he should also find a suitable princess for himself.

In the meantime, Concubine Xu Xian took her son to the Imperial Garden, greeted the nobles, rewarded a lot of gifts, and then left with her son under the sound of the nobles.

The nobles have speculated who has entered the eyes of Concubine Xu Xian and the second prince, from the reward point of view, the prime minister's daughter is the most generous, followed by the imperial envoy and the Taiwei's family, it seems that among the three daughters, at least one of them will marry into the second prince's mansion.

Yan Ruyu was not interested in the family affairs of the second prince at all, and after Concubine Xu Xian and the second prince left, she also went home.

Yan's mansion, Yan Xie let Mrs. Yan get it out of the quilt early, and Yan Ruyu caught him sneaking out of the house, Yan Ruyu asked Mrs. Yan to watch him closely, don't let him go out again and cause trouble.

Yan Xie was blocked in the study by Mrs. Yan, listlessly looking at the articles left by Mr. Jiaoxi.

"Mother, I've been watching it for a long time, can I rest for a while?" Yan Xie asked resentfully.

Mrs. Yan glared at him and said, "It's not too late!" Why are you not as good as your aunt's concubine! ”

Yan Congming's three sons, the eldest son and the second son all crawled out of Mrs. Yan's belly, but the third child was born to a humble aunt, and the child was not very promising, but in the end he was better than the two elder brothers.

"Can I be the same as him?" Yan Congming put down the article in his hand, leaned to Mrs. Yan, hugged her arm and said, "I am my mother's own child, and my mother loves me!" ”

"You!" Mrs. Yan was overjoyed by her son's rainbow fart, "Okay, maybe you can rest for a while, right?" ”

Yan Xie snorted: "I know that my mother is the best!" It's so much better than that damn girl! ”

"What do you say about your sister?" Mrs. Yan's face sank.

Yan Xie choked, almost forgetting that he was no longer the most painful child in his mother's mind, and he felt a pang of food in his heart, and became more and more jealous of that sister.

Suddenly, he rolled his eyes and whispered: "Mother, do you remember that there was a Taoist priest in our family back then, saying that my sister had no children in this life?" ”

It was not long after Yan Ruyu was born, at that time there were only Mrs. Yan and Yan Congming in the house, and Yan Xie was only five years old, and he didn't know anything yet, so Mrs. Yan didn't avoid him, but he didn't expect his son to remember these words without saying a word, why can't he remember Confucius's book!

Mrs. Yan glared at her son angrily: "What nonsense? Can the warlock's words be true? It's just a trick! Doesn't your sister have a child now? ”

There are three more!

Such a cute little thing, Mrs. Yan felt her heart melt when she thought about it.

Yan Xie pouted: "The ghost knows if she gave birth to ...... herself"

"You!" Mrs. Yan raised her fist and wanted to beat him!

At this time, the maid entered with a fruit basket: "Madam, the fruit you want has been picked." ”

Yan Xie hugged his head and looked at Mrs. Yan defensively.

Mrs. Yan sighed helplessly, took the basket, handed it to Yan Xie and said: "You, don't keep getting along with your sister, she is also for your good, so you are not allowed to go out to cause trouble, she is about to come back when she enters the palace, you send these fruits to her, so as to coax her, give her a gift, apologize, you are a brother, what's wrong with spoiling her?" ”

"So many people spoil her, do you need me?" Yan Xie said he didn't want to go.

Mrs. Yan forcibly stuffed the basket into his hand: "No matter how much you rub it off, I don't think you will want to leave the house in your life!" ”

He is a dignified young master, and he is not a tough girl yet, don't think that he doesn't know, everyone laughs at him.

Yan Xie reluctantly took the basket and sent it to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu didn't come back, he went to her study to wait for her.

Yan Ruyu is well-read, and the books are all turned over, unlike Yan Xie and the Fuzhong brothers, the bookshelves are all used for decoration.

Yan Xie waited impatiently, flipped through the shelves at random, and accidentally touched the vase on the shelf, thinking that the vase would fall, which startled him, but the vase only turned to the right, and the bookshelf suddenly moved, moving to the side, revealing a bare wall, and in the wall, there was an inconspicuous landscape painting.

Yan Xie casually opened the landscape painting, and after the painting turned out to be a small boxy hole, there were two porcelain altars, one large and one small, both white, the small fist was big, and the big one was no bigger than a medicine jar.

"What?" Yan Xie curiously picked up one of the small jars, opened it and saw that it was gray, white gray.

He sniffed, a smell of rotten wood.

He dipped his finger in it again, trying to put it in his mouth and taste it.

"What are you doing?!"

Yan Ruyu's voice suddenly appeared behind him, so frightened that he stumbled and almost fell while holding the jar!

Yan Ruyu's whole face changed, and he stepped forward in three steps and two steps, snatched the jar from his hand, and then slapped him with a slap!

After doing this, it was not enough, after Yan Ruyu put the jar, she pulled out the sword that was set up in the study and pointed it at Yan Xie's heart.

Yan Xie fell to the ground: "Mother! Help me—"

Mrs. Yan was not worried about her son, worried that he would provoke her sister again, she had been wandering around, heard his cry for help, hurried into the yard, walked to the study, and saw that her daughter was stabbing her son with a sword, and was so frightened that she almost fainted!

"Yu'er! No! ”

Mrs. Yan rushed over and grabbed Yan Ruyu's wrist holding the sword.

Yan Ruyu was so angry that she trembled, and the red blood under her eyes rose, as if she wanted to swallow the life in front of her alive.

Yan Xie had never seen her so terrifying, and she stammered when she spoke: "Mother...... Mother save me ......"

"Yu'er! He's your brother! Mrs. Yan said anxiously.

Yan Ruyu clenched the hilt of the sword, and her eyes were like torches: "...... Get out, get out of here! ”

Yan Xie rolled on the ground.

"Jade ......"

"Mother, you also go out, I want to be alone and quiet."

She looked really terrible, and Mrs. Yan didn't dare to provoke her, so she went out with palpitations.

She caught up with Yan Xie, who was scared enough: "What the hell are you doing?" Provoke your sister to get so angry! ”

"Why am I at fault again? Mother, you can't blame me this time! You are too partial, and when something happens, you think it's me who is nonsense, but I don't! I just watched her stuff! Yan Xie looked aggrieved and told Mrs. Yan about the two jars, "Isn't it just two jars of ashes?" I'll see what's wrong? It looks like someone's ashes! ”

"How do you speak? How could your sister hide such a bad thing? "Don't blame Yan Ruyu for wanting to kill him, just his stinky mouth, Mrs. Yan herself wants to beat him to death!

Mrs. Yan didn't ask Yan Ruyu what it was, in her opinion, nothing mattered, who didn't have a private collection? The daughter has always been sensible, and she has her own sense of what she does, and she doesn't have to stare at her like she stares at her two useless sons.

Yan Xie couldn't let go for a long time, his mother favored Yan Ruyu, didn't think about Yan Ruyu's expression, and thought that Yan Ruyu was scaring him, but he understood that she really killed him at that time.

He became more and more curious about what was hidden in the jar. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.