Suddenly hearing Yan Wan'er's name, Yan Qingge's face turned white.

She never felt that she was a person with a big heart, and even if she was usually more tolerant of children than others, it was based on the fact that those children did not hurt her. At this moment, she didn't want to see Yan Wan'er for half a minute.

Her reason told her that Yan Wan'er was innocent, and that Yan Wan'er still had her friend Shui Ying's blood on her body.

But as long as she thought of her child being transferred to the palace, she felt very uncomfortable, and she didn't want to see Yan Wan'er at all.

Her child was placed in the side hall of Fengzao Palace, and was watched by a group of aunts who didn't know whether to be careful or not, and her surroundings were deserted. Who knows if there are some people with ulterior motives among those aunts, whether her children are frozen, hungry, abused or not, and whether they will lose their nickname in the next second

And Yan Wan'er is blessed by her side, no matter what good things are, there has never been a shortage of her. Even Yan Xiuyu, who didn't like her very much, was forced to accompany her every day, play the piano for her, and read books. She is not in good health, every time she has a headache and brain fever, Yan Qingge is worried that she will not sleep well all night

The treatment between the two sides was very different, so Yan Qingge couldn't help but hate himself.

Yan Qingge's face suddenly turned pale, and Xunshuang hurriedly said: "Forget it, Niangniang is not in good health, don't give Miss Wan'er a sick child." ”

Danhe saw that Yan Qingge didn't refute the practice of looking for frost, and his sharp and thin nails almost didn't poke a hole in the handkerchief.

Ruyi didn't pay attention to Danhe's performance, and thought that Yan Qingge's face was ugly, because the condition had recurred, and called Danhe to lead Wen Xue, who was not familiar with the situation, to get pills and water.

Danhe took Wen Xue to the outside room, took the initiative to take good medicine, and then put the water in his hand, not letting Wen Xue do a little work, and said gently: "Sister, I'll do these rough jobs, Niang Niang invited you to come over from the Yan family, I am with her to relax." You are honored guests. ”

Wen Xue didn't say a word, and followed Danhe into the house.

At noon that day, a few maids came back after eating, and Ruyi found an excuse, sent the Danhe out, and replaced it with a parrot to serve on the side.

Several times Danhe wanted to find kung fu to go in again, but was stopped, and she vaguely realized that she must have asked Xue and Ruyi what to say.

The maids fought openly and secretly, but Yan Qingge didn't take it to heart.

In the evening, the eldest princess of Roufu returned.

As soon as she entered the mansion, she didn't have time to change into other clothes, so she came to Yan Qingge's house in a hurry.

Yan Qingge had been waiting for her, and when she saw the eldest princess of Roufu, Ruyi took a few maids and retreated with interest, and there were only two concubines left in the house.

There was no one in the house, and the eldest princess of Roufu was no longer tense, her face was full of worry: "Qingge, how long have you known about this matter?"

Yan Qingge sighed: "On the day of the sacrifice, Shui Ying was afraid that something would happen to Yuan Sheng, so he asked me to rescue him, and that was the first time I saw him. Seeing only his face, I know the child's background. ”

The eldest princess of Roufu had a calm face, obviously she had a preliminary understanding of the cause and effect, no wonder Yan Qingge didn't mention Yan Xiuyu much recently, it turned out that there was a heavier blow.

She stepped forward and shook Yan Qingge's hand: "What do you think?"

Yan Qingge said softly: "Of course, I want my child back." ”

But that's too hard. The eldest princess of Roufu said silently in her heart.

Yan Qingge knew that the eldest princess of Roufu might not agree with her idea, so he raised his eyes to look at the eldest princess of Roufu and said, "When will Brother Yu come back?"

The eldest princess of Roufu didn't see Yan Xiuyu today, and she didn't even inquire about Yan Xiuyu's situation at all, that is, in front of the emperor who claimed that he was out of danger, she didn't see it, but after a long time in Fengzao Palace, she came out.

But she still gently persuaded: "Xiu Yu is fine." The palace was afraid that someone would make trouble with the emperor's serious injury, so Xiu Yu was guarded by guards in the palace. Just wait for the limelight to pass. ”

Yan Qingge nodded clearly: "I guess that's the case." Martial law is on the streets outside."

The eldest princess of Roufu sighed: "The matter of sacrificing the heavens this time is too big, and it will be at least half a year before you can live in peace." ”

The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, or Yan Qingge spoke first: "Since it is easy to enter and exit outside, I will ask my sister-in-law to help Qingge take care of many things." One is my mother's side, and the other is the embroidery village. ”

The eldest princess of Roufu happily agreed, and asked Yan Qingge to take good care of her body, so she went back first.

When she left, Yan Qingge was in a low mood, and she didn't eat two bites of dinner.

Ruyi persuaded: "Miss, you can use a little more." ”

Yan Qingge lowered his head, and when he raised his face again, tears flashed: "How can I eat." ”

Ruyi was startled and hugged Yan Qingge: "Miss, what's wrong?"

"What's the matter, Brother Yu, he must have had an accident in the palace." Yan Qingge couldn't help but threw himself on Ruyi's shoulder and cried.

Ruyi patted her on the shoulder and comforted: "Didn't the eldest princess of Roufu say that the little prince is now commanding the forbidden army in the palace and surround the emperor safely?"

"How can it be that the people who made the rebellion this time have collusion with the barbarians, Brother Yu, he carries the reputation of the king of Qiu, and the royal family is just to avoid it, and he will not be asked to command the palace guards. Moreover, if it's as simple as he just being a Praetorian Guard, why don't you ask your sister-in-law to pass me a word?"

Yan Qingge cried heartbreakingly, but he didn't dare to speak loudly, covering his mouth, tears flowed down his face, the pain in his lungs was terrible, and his throat was full of fishy sweetness.

She and Yan Xiuyu's child was replaced, and the child's father was now uncertain, Yan Qingge felt as if the sky was falling for a while.

Ruyi panicked, coaxing Yan Qingge for a while, but then he couldn't coax it, so he could only hug Yan Qingge's shoulder, and the master and servant cried together.

After a night of trouble, Yan Qingge was finally tired and fell asleep.

Ruyi stared at the swollen peach-like eyes, went out to wash, and was sad. Yan Qingge is too sad now, it affects not only her body, but also another in her stomach.

But at this juncture, Yan Qingge can't take medicine indiscriminately, and thinking about it makes Ruyi feel flustered.

After thinking about it, Ruyi prepared many ways to make Yan Qingge happy, and waited for Yan Qingge to sleep so that she could coax her.

Who knew that in the afternoon, Yan Qingge got up, washed and eaten, and suddenly asked, "Prepare silk thread fabric for me, I want to embroider." ”

This requirement is a bit whimsical, such as Yan Qingge's mood is a bit rainy and sunny, so he asked curiously: "Miss, embroidery is hard to worry about, wait until your body is good to do it." ”

Yan Qingge shook his head, insisting on getting things ready as he wished.

Her mind has not been at peace, like a boiling pot, after falling asleep, her stomach has been faintly painful, although there is no blood, but she knows in her heart that if she continues like this, it is estimated that she will not be able to keep this in her stomach.

Now, what she needs most is to calm down.

After being reborn, she thought that she would never need to embroider to calm her nerves, but it turned out that she was wrong.

Ruyi couldn't resist Yan Qingge, so he had to obediently prepare everything and carry it into the room, because he was afraid that the embroidery would hurt his eyes, and almost all the windows were wide open.

In the bright room, Yan Qingge lowered her head to pick out the embroidery thread, she was skillful, but not happy, all the steps were done by herself, and no one wanted to help her with any help.

In one afternoon, she cut out nearly a thousand threads, totaling more than 140 colors, which were classified and regulated next to the embroidered cloth.

Ruyi looked at Yan Qingge's unprecedented move, and was extremely worried.

In the past, no matter what Yan Qingge embroidered, it would end with a maximum of fifty colors of embroidery thread, but what she had to do today was obviously different.

When the night came, the house was lit with a room of candles, because Yan Qingge didn't stop, and others couldn't persuade her, so she could only let her work.

Finally, Yan Qingge took the first shot.

Half an hour later, I could vaguely see the rudiments of her needlework, and what she embroidered seemed to be the corner of the cornices of a house.

Ruyi had never seen such a strange cornice. Although it is not yet fully formed, the moss marks on it and the copper bell with red rust are vivid.

Seeing that it was late at night, Yan Qingge stopped what he was doing, washed up a little, and fell asleep tiredly.

For a whole month, she embroidered every day, and people lost weight at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The eldest princess of Roufu came to see Yan Qingge twice a day, but each time she didn't say a word, stood behind her and watched her embroidery for a while, and then left.

Gradually, people saw that Yan Qingge seemed to have fallen into a strange state, she put herself in a weird little world, in that small world, she didn't feel any joy or sorrow outside, and only lived for the embroidery in front of her.

Therefore, she has no sorrow or joy, as if she has also turned herself into a character in the embroidered picture.

Ruyi doesn't know if this state is good or bad. Lang Zhong came to see it and said that Yan Qingge was caused by being too focused, which was beneficial and harmless to the fetus in the womb.

After all, once Yan Qingge wakes up from the embroidery, he will definitely be affected by the current ups and downs of the Yanwang Mansion, which is really not a good thing.

The embroidered cloth that Yan Qingge asked for before was a whole pale yellow tribute silk, which was cut by her, and the length of the spread could occupy an entire room.

Now she had only embroidered a small part, and she could see that it was a courtyard, which was slightly messy, with all kinds of pines and cypresses, and a girl in red sitting by the door, holding a colorful paper windmill in her hand. In front of her, on the gravel street, there were waterwheels passing by.

Whether it was the driver pulling the cart or the girl in red, their faces were all lifelike, and their expressions were lively and moving.

Ruyi didn't feel it at first, but then looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised. The girl in red is clearly very similar to Yan Qingge when she was a child, and the person who pulled the waterwheel is exactly the same as a subordinate in Yan's mansion.

Yan Qingge embroidered it in the Void Township where he didn't know where, but the people in it were real. That place should be a place she fantasized about in her heart without any pain or tragedy

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(Tianjin)