"Fetch the needle."

Old Madam Su commanded softly.

Mama Li personally took a clean embroidery needle and a small white porcelain bowl, pinched Su Jinluan's thin white fingers, and quickly pricked it.

Su Jinluan's brows furrowed, Old Madam Su was busy patting a few times, Su Jinluan's head rubbed on her shoulder, muttered twice, and fell asleep again.

Mama Li carefully took a drop of Su Jinluan's blood and put it at the bottom of the white porcelain bowl, the whiter it was, the redder it was, like a red plum in the snow, bewitching and gratifying.

"Xiangye?"

Mama Li called in a low voice and looked at the two masters inquiringly.

Su Xiang stretched out his hand, looked at Mama Li expressionlessly, and also took a drop of blood from his fingertips and dripped it into the small bowl.

The two drops of blood are distinct, one bright and one deep, and you can see it at a glance.

Mrs. Su bowed her head slightly, Mama Li bowed slightly, spit out skillfully in her hand, the small bowl in her hand shook slightly, and the two drops of blood were next to each other.

Mama Li gently rested the small white porcelain bowl on the table, and then joined a few people in the room, staring at the two drops of blood with bated breath.

Only Su Jinluan was unconscious, sleeping deeply, and even snoring like a kitten.

After staying up all night, she was really sleepy.

The room was very quiet, and the aroma of the incense pills in the incense burner was light and heavy, which became more and more calming.

"Melt it!"

The big girl Mei Xiang had sharp eyes, happily pointed to the two drops of blood that fused with each other in the bowl, and couldn't help but scream.

"Well, don't be noisy, sleepy."

Su Jinluan frowned, wrapped his arms around Mrs. Su's neck, rubbed his head again, pursed his pale pink mouth, and slept unsteadily.

Old Madam Su patted her lightly and regularly, her face stretched, and her eyes showed a smile.

This is the flesh and blood of her Su family, and the blood is connected!

"Mother, give it to me."

Su Xiang looked at the big drop of red blood, and his eyes were rarely filled with excitement, and he got up and reached out to hug his lost and recovered daughter.

"I don't need you, my old bones are still useful."

Mrs. Su smiled at her son, she was in good spirits on happy occasions, and when she saw the young person in her arms who was exactly the same as herself, she seemed to have new strength, and with one force, she really picked up the child.

Su Xiang hurriedly reached out to help, not only to support his daughter, who was sleeping sweetly, but also to protect his elderly mother.

Mrs. Su glanced at her son, the corners of her mouth pursed, and she simply stuffed her sleeping granddaughter in her arms to him.

Don't say it, this girl looks small, and she's really heavy-handed.

Su Xiang hugged his daughter steadily and carried her to the inner room.

"Put me in bed and let her sleep. I turned around and asked Lan Cui to clean up the blue yarn cupboard, and settle the Jinluan girl there and live with me. ”

Mrs. Su instructed softly, Mama Li bowed down to answer, first took Mei Xiang and a few big girls, quickly made the bed, and waited for Su Jinluan to sleep.

Su Jinluan slept in a daze, was coaxed to rinse his mouth, took off his coat, and then slept peacefully and undisturbed.

Mrs. Su tucked the corner of the quilt for her granddaughter, and motioned for Su Xiang and the others to go out with her, leaving only the careful Mei Xiang to guard.

"Tell me what happened."

Mama Li took someone to arrange the blue yarn cupboard, and only Mrs. Su's mother and son were left in the warm pavilion.

Old Madam Su took a sip of tea and asked lightly.

Su responded yes and told the story.

Mrs. Su listened quietly, and she only drank two sips of a cup of fragrant tea, and she didn't care about it anymore.

"After the early dynasty, the eunuch Bingbi beside His Majesty personally sent a note to ask my mother to take a look."

After Su Xiang finished speaking, he took out a note with no head or tail from his sleeve pocket, and presented it to his mother with both hands.

Mrs. Su sat solemnly, took it respectfully, and then muttered for a long time, handed the note back to her son, and motioned for him to take it to the incense burner and burn it.

A note two fingers wide, Mars only licked it, and then turned to ashes.

"This granddaughter, our family, I'm afraid we won't be able to keep it."

Old Madam Su sighed and shook her head.

"What does Mother think?"

Su Xiang humbly asked his mother for advice.

Although Mrs. Su was born in a family of martial marquis, she has read poetry and books since she was a child, and she is quite insightful in political affairs;

Otherwise, she would not have broken the emperor's intention to suppress the strength of the generals in advance, and resolutely ruined the marriage between the Marquis of Dingbei and the Pingnan General's Mansion, and remarried the Su family of the Wenchen faction, which indirectly preserved the two mansions for several more years.

Mrs. Su took a sip of her son's freshly poured hot tea, and sighed:

"Our majesty, eloquent and strategic, known as Lingyun's ambition, since the pro-government, conscientious and dreaming of sleeping, rectifying the dynasty and Weijia sea, although there are occasional biased moves, but the flaws are not concealed, and the word Mingjun can always be occupied in the future."

"It is a blessing for the people to have such a wise monarch in Dayue."

"Oh," Mrs. Su raised her eyebrows, her gaze wandering over the palatial interior. "Heaven does not follow people's wishes, and there are always people who are not willing to live such peaceful and prosperous days."

Su Xiang also took a sip of tea and did not interrupt his mother's words.

The border has been peaceful for more than ten years, if not, how can Your Majesty dare to weaken the power of the military generals' faction?

But then again, if it weren't for His Majesty forcing him ruthlessly, why would the military generals come up with such a strategy and coerce His Majesty under the pretext of the war, which is like forcing the palace?

These are all wrestling between the emperor and the military generals, and they have little to do with the Wenchen faction like the Su family, right?

What's more, it's just a little daughter's house.

The mention of Su Jinluan's name is probably just a casual gesture of grace by His Majesty, and it is the Su family who rewards him.

Old Madam Su glanced at her son, shook her head again, and said:

"Your Majesty is prosperous in the spring and autumn, but the heirs are not abundant, so you have to plan for the future."

Su Xiang was shocked!

"Your Majesty wants to accept Luan'er into the palace?"

Old Madam Su was choked by his words, looked at her son with a greatly changed expression speechlessly, and said angrily:

"You, you have read so many sage books in vain, why are you still so unenlightened in your mind?"

"As long as you still want to be Your Majesty's father-in-law, I am so disgusted for Your Majesty."

"Mother." Su Xiang was squeezed by his mother and blushed, and drank the tea in disguise.

Old Madam Su pursed her lips and smiled, and she didn't sell it, and said bluntly:

"Your Majesty is not a person of heavy color, and our Luan'er is not comparable to ordinary colors. This girl has found an unusual way for herself, forcing all of us to take a step back; Even Your Majesty, too. ”

"The Three Character Sutra, the Eternal Absolute, the Silver Ruyi, the Soap Candle, the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, the military rations, just take one out, it is enough to achieve a generation of celebrities and pass it on through the ages, right?"

"It's to reward a county lord and county lord, even if she is given a princess, it's not too much."

Old Madam Su's fingers lightly tapped the tabletop, and the conversation changed.

"But this girl is too bold, and the credit for taking out so many treasures is too high, but it is difficult to reward."

"What's even more head-scratching is that you don't know when she'll come up with another one, or a bunch of credits, and be scary."

"Such people can be summarized more than simply talents."

"To say a big disrespectful word, it can almost be said that whoever wins her will win the world; It's just that this baby is alive, can talk, and is not easy to fool. ”

"Mother is cautious!"

Su Xiang was startled, and the teacup lid slammed into the teacup with a clear ding.

"It doesn't matter."

Mrs. Su smiled, her eyes were far away, and she looked at her little daughter's teasing.

"The live baby is hot and hot, no one is reluctant to ruin her, but I don't want to see others get her."

"It's time for the day."

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