Because of Mu Mingshu's resurrection from death, all those who could come back came back, and a room full of people sat down in turn.

I haven't seen each other for a year, Mu Li and the Liu family are old, Yang Qinghe and Mu Mingluo and Mu Mingxiao can also be on their own, Mu Mingyuan has grown taller, many people are stronger, and several children are also standing in a proper manner.

Mu Mingshu looked at the familiar faces in the room, and the tears that he had just collected couldn't help but fall again, Zhao Yiheng couldn't help her, so he could only take out a handkerchief and wipe her tears carefully, and persuaded: "Don't cry, it's ugly if you're crying, everyone is looking at you." ”

Mu Mingshu glared at Zhao Yiheng when he heard this, and in the end he collected his tears, and he was afraid that his family would worry, so he roughly told her about her resurrection, and said: "Thanks to my brother, if not, I don't know how long I will wander in Xiliang." ”

Her experiences had become prosaic from her own mouth, but everyone knew that things must be more dangerous than she had said.

After listening to her narration, Liu covered his chest and scolded fiercely: "Xiliang people"

If it weren't for those god-damn Xiliang people, how could Mu Mingshu suddenly "die", making them sad and never saying anything, and asking Mu Mingshu to wander around Xiliang for so many days in vain.

Yang Qinghe glanced at Wen Ziran, who was sitting opposite, with red eyes, and then reached out to hold Liu's hand, and called softly: "Uncle"

Because of the long journey, Mu Mingshu did not stay in the Mu Mansion for long, and when they left, everyone sent her and Zhao Yiheng to the gate, but the husband and wife did not return to the palace, but took a carriage to the imperial tomb, accompanied by Mu Mingyuan all the way.

Mu Mingyuan, who had always been silent, couldn't help but step forward and pull Mu Mingshu and asked cautiously: "Big sister, I, can I follow, follow along, go, go and see Ziyue." ”

Mu Mingyuan has always had a good relationship with Zhao Ziyue, even if he went to Mu Mingyuan, he couldn't believe it, for more than a year, he felt very uncomfortable every time he thought of the nephew who always followed him, and many times he wanted to go to see Zhao Ziyue, who was buried in the imperial mausoleum, bring him something delicious, fun, and talk to him in his heart.

But the imperial mausoleum is not waiting for idlers to enter and exit at will, if he really wants to go, he has to find Zhao Yiheng, but he doesn't want to find Zhao Yiheng, he doesn't even dare to say that he has such a mind, so he can only hide it carefully in his heart.

However, in just half a year, Zhao Ziyue went to the eldest sister again, and the Mu Mansion was already bleak, even the maids and little Si in his own house didn't dare to speak, and he didn't even dare to mention the names of these two people. Not to mention the high-ranking eldest brother-in-law, although he is young, he also knows that for the sake of the eldest sister and nephew, his eldest brother-in-law is destined to destroy Xiliang, and when he arrives, he doesn't dare to say that it makes him sad in vain.

It wasn't until now that Mu Mingshu was standing in front of him alive that he dared to go forward, but even in this way he said it with great caution, when he was young and ignorant, he didn't choose to say anything in front of Mu Mingshu, so that she fell into such a serious illness and finally died, and his heart is still full of guilt to this day. Even after more than a year, he was afraid that Mu Mingshu would still not be able to think about it when he heard the name of Ziyue's nephew, and he would fall ill again as before.

Mu Mingshu was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't cry unexpectedly, and nodded in response.

When it comes to Zhao Ziyue, it is still a thorn in Mu Mingshu's heart, but he has experienced so much in the past year or so, but he also knows that the past cannot be traced, and he cherishes the truth of the present. Zhao Ziyue's departure has become an unchangeable reality, and the living person is still alive, she will always have Zhao Ziyue in her heart, but she will not be immersed in the pain of losing Zhao Ziyue and make everyone suffer too.

Standing in front of Zhao Ziyue's tombstone, Mu Mingshu did not shed a single tear, she took the food box from Zhao Yiheng's hand and laid out the offerings in it one by one, all of which Zhao Ziyue has always loved to eat.

Touching the cold tombstone, Mu Mingshu opened and closed his mouth and said only one sentence: "Ziyue, my mother is back to see you." ”

There was no voice to respond to her, but Mu Mingshu seemed to see Zhao Ziyue's smiling face appear in front of him, he was still the same as before his death, wearing a white student uniform, his hair was meticulously combed, he stood upright, his narrow phoenix eyes were slightly curved, and two shallow pear vortices were revealed on his face.

The corners of Mu Mingshu's mouth curled up and smiled slightly, but he didn't say anything else.

On the contrary, it was Mu Mingyuan, a half-grown child, who cried very forbearantly as if he had lost his favorite thing, kneeling there and crying and sobbing, looking more and more pitiful.

Zhao Yiheng looked at his appearance and sighed in his heart, if Zhao Ziyue inherited the throne alive, according to the friendship between their uncle and nephew, Mu Mingyuan would definitely be very useful in the future.

Queen Mu's resurrection from the dead has made a strong mark on the historical records, but when the person returned to Kyoto, she was like no one else, what should she do.

Just a month after the couple returned to Kyoto, news came from the border city that Xiliang was defeated by Dadu, and Xiliang King Danmu was sick in bed, and sent an envoy to send a letter of surrender to show that he was willing to bow down and be a minister. Zhao Yiheng, who swore not to destroy Xiliang, did not pursue Xiliang again this time, but only discussed the arrangements for Xiliang overnight and sent people to implement them.

The battle was won, the queen returned to the throne, and everything was on track. However, in just half a year, because the queen had no children, no daughters and no pregnancy, the courtiers who were worried about Zhao Yiheng's family affairs began to jointly fold their names, hoping that Emperor Zhaohua could open a harem with plenty of draft girls, so that the royal incense would continue.

Those folds were sent to Zhao Yiheng's imperial case one after another, and they were sent to the incinerator for incineration. At first, Zhao Yiheng was afraid that Mu Mingshu would not think about it in his heart, and he was worried for a while, but seeing that her appearance seemed to be not serious at all, he put his mind at ease.

Mu Mingshu didn't care about the courtiers' joint folding, but the Liu family was very worried, and went into the palace to persuade her: "If there are really other women in this harem in the future, you can relax your heart, just like the first white queen, pick a good one to raise yourself, and you can always be close to you." ”

After all, having no heirs in this world is a big deal, and the Liu family doesn't understand how deep Zhao Yiheng's feelings for Mu Mingshu are, so it's not surprising that he would think like this.

Mu Mingshu smiled brightly: "Uncle don't worry, the emperor has arranged this matter, he will neither call himself a queen, nor will he ask other women to come to me to be an eyesore." He comforted Liu's again: "Don't worry, his personality is clear and comfortable, and he can't believe it anymore." ”

Liu also thought that Zhao Yiheng wanted to raise a woman outside, and when the woman gave birth to a child, he would hug him in the palace, although he felt that this method was inappropriate, but he didn't say anything about Mu Mingshu's smiling face.

But where does Mu Mingshu mean that, Zhao Yiheng recognized Mu Mingshu and categorically would not be contaminated with other women, which Mu Mingshu still believed in him very much, he did not have plans to have a rich harem, but he arranged everything in case there was really no heir in the future.

Otherwise, how did the newly built academy for the Zhao clan come about, in order to pick out a child with excellent moral character from it, and inherit the throne of this capital in the future.

This wishful thinking played very well, and Mu Mingshu was ready to have a stepchild, but she didn't expect that when she was seven years old, she was unexpectedly pregnant with a child.

She thought that she had no hope of giving birth in this life, and she didn't even think that she would go up when the menstrual affairs stopped, if it weren't for Su Ruolan entering the palace to see that her face was wrong, and calling the imperial doctor to ask for a pulse, I was afraid that she wouldn't take it seriously.

Who knew that this invitation was a happy pulse, Mu Mingshu was stunned on the spot, and he thought he was dreaming, but Su Ruolan was very happy for her, and said a lot of auspicious words, and hurriedly sent someone to Zhao Yiheng to report the news.

Mu Mingshu still didn't believe it, his palms were full of sticky beads of sweat, he grabbed Su Ruolan and asked, "I'm not dreaming, am I." ”

"Where is a dream, this is the truth." Su Ruolan covered her mouth and smiled, with a smile at the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

When Zhao Yiheng arrived, Mu Mingshu looked at him stupidly and smiled: "You're going to be a father."

This baby is much more comfortable than when she was pregnant with Zhao Ziyue, she can eat and sleep, not to mention that she is pregnant earlier than others, and she will have a lower abdomen in three months, Zhao Yiheng also smiled: "Such a caring and considerate must be a daughter." ”

Mu Mingshu smiled at the corner of his eyebrows, but glared at Zhao Yiheng with disgust: "What's the matter, you still dislike your daughter?" ”

"How can it be, if it is really a daughter, her husband will also assist her to become a generation of empresses"

Zhao Yiheng's words are not joking, for this special reason to overthrow the rules set by the ancestors, in order to pave the way for his daughter to become the empress in the future.

Mu Mingshu's pregnancy is very good, but as the month gets older, Zhao Yiheng becomes more worried, looking at her big belly, but she can't sleep well all night, others are pregnant and are not as big as her seven-month-old belly, he is afraid that when the time comes, he will suffer such a big sin as Zhao Ziyue when he gives birth.

For this matter, he has called Wen Ziran to the palace more than once to discuss it, but in the end, he found more than a dozen stable women with excellent reputation to enter the palace and wait, and the hospital was always ready, and for a while, the queen mother was going to give birth to a child.

But I didn't want to, Mu Mingshu's belly was big, but when it came to delivery, it was extremely smooth, Zhao Yiheng was guarding outside the delivery room, thinking about whether to spend the night, but he didn't want to hear the child's cry in just two hours.

The Wen Po hugged the child and said happily: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor, he is a little duke" Before he finished speaking, he called another Wen Po to interrupt: "Ouch, there is another one"

Two daughters, one four pounds and one tael, and one three pounds and nine taels, although they are not big, they are very healthy, and Mu Mingshu has no heavy bleeding or other symptoms.

The two children were washed and brought out, Zhao Yiheng hugged one with one hand, and he didn't even dare to move, but he was so happy that he cried.

Mu Mingshu listened to Zhao Yiheng's cry of joy in the delivery room, and scolded with a smile: "No interest", but his heart was as sweet as honey.

Zhao Yiheng came after that joy, and began to worry again, the two daughters, who will be the queen in the future has become a big problem.

But it was said that Mu Mingshu's birth was easy, and the recovery was excellent, and by the time he was confined, his body was already safe, and his face was ruddy and white like a girl.

Xu is because these two children are not easy to come by, Mu Mingshu loves them very much, when he gave birth to Zhao Ziyue, he did not wash three or have a full moon, but simply held a 100-day banquet, but now when it comes to these two daughters, none of them are left behind, and they are all very lively.

On the day of the 100-day banquet of the two little princesses, Wen Ziran suddenly brought a big gift into the palace to congratulate, and Zhao Yiheng had seen the big gift in advance, so he sent it to Mu Mingshu.

At that time, Mu Mingshu was talking to Yang Qinghe about the Children's Sutra, and Zhao Yiheng came from the imperial study, his phoenix eyes were red, and he looked as if he had cried.

Mu Mingshu also treated him as being bullied, covered his lips and smiled: "Who is angry with you except me?" ”

Zhao Yiheng pursed his lips and didn't speak, but the whole person trembled slightly, and only after half a loud did he let out, revealing the young man standing behind him, the young man was dressed in white like snow, and his body looked at Zhao Yiheng's chin without taking off his childishness, and the phoenix eyes that were exactly the same as Zhao Yiheng were full of tears, and he looked at Mu Mingshu for a while before kneeling forward: "Mother"

Mu Mingshu looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to have come out of a dream, his lips trembled, tears fell down in a stream, the unreal feeling made her throat and eyes ache, and it took a long time to stand up and take the young man kneeling in front of her in her arms, and cried dumbly: "Ziyue"