When Zhou Hong left, Brother Xian was still in Ye Zhiqing's belly, and when he came back, he had already unloaded the goods and turned into a white fat boy, with a facial contour similar to Zhou Hong, eyebrows and eyes are the same as Ye Zhiqing, and he should be a handsome little boy when he grows up. [No pop-ups. 】

The little guy has been eating and sleeping well recently, and even his mother has been left behind, and he is ignorant and happy.

After Zhou Hong bathed and washed, he couldn't wait to hold Xiangxiang's soft son in his arms, kissed him the face, the stubble swept his face, and the little guy cried out with a "wow".

Mrs. Zhou hurriedly came over to take a look, but saw that there were a row of fine red marks on the little guy's pink face, which had already cut through the skin, and faintly dripping with blood.

"You...... What are you doing kissing him? Mrs. Zhou snatched the little guy and was distressed, and slapped Zhou Hong hard.

Zhou Hong was very innocent and aggrieved: "...... I didn't mean to! "Who would have thought that his skin would be so tender that it could be broken by blowing, and it would be broken by a light sweep, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that his skin is like clotted fat.

He was already trying his best to be careful, holding Brother Xian'er in his arms and even breathing softly, but it was only a little close, and the little guy was injured and was more fragile than glass.

"It doesn't work on purpose! Look at your rough hands, what is the pestle doing here? Mrs. Zhou pushed her son away with special disappointment, urged Yahuan to take the ointment, and blew on the little fat man's face in distress: "Good girl, good girl, it doesn't hurt......

Zhou Hong looked down at his "rough hands and feet", and was speechless for a while: "......" traveled thousands of miles to get this kind of treatment?

Zhou Qi pursed his lips on the side, gloating: "Lost favor, right?" In the past, it was your mother who ran after you, and then you ...... It's hard to say! ”

After Brother Xian came to the old mansion, she completely fell out of favor.

Mrs. Zhou put all the energy she used to put on her grandson, and she still remembered that she had a daughter who was of married age.

Yahuan took the ointment over, and Mrs. Zhou gently wiped it on Brother Xian'er's face, and muttered: "Our brother Xian'er is so cute, if there is a scar on his face, how can he find a daughter-in-law in the future?" ”

Zhou Hong: Mother, you think so far!

A little milk baby who hasn't even given birth to teeth has already begun to think about the future daughter-in-law?

Brother Xian'er smeared medicine on his little face, the cool ointment had the effect of relieving pain, he gradually stopped crying, and his little head arched straight into Mrs. Zhou's arms.

Seeing that he was hungry, Mrs. Zhou handed him over to the nurse, and sent Mrs. Qin to follow her to see him, so that she had time to talk to her son.

Zhou Hong has been back for so long, and he hasn't even seen Huniu Sixuan, so his heart is even more strange: "Mother, is there really something wrong with Ye Zi?" ”

Most of the buildings in the palace are tall and empty, majestic, and they may show the prestige of the Great Wei from a distance, but after they really live in, they may not feel so good.

In the Qiankun Palace, when the first emperor was alive, Xiao Wei purged a wave of palace people, and when it was Xiao Ye's turn to succeed to the throne, he purged another wave.

When Xiao Ye first entered the palace, he didn't have enough people under his hands, so he temporarily used the palace attendants left by the first emperor to maintain the operation of the inner court, and Hu Yan came to him at this time.

Hu Yan was about to be killed, according to Hu Guichun's plan, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and then don't give his godfather a chance to get up, so that he can stand firm in the future. Knowing that before he could make a death move, Xiao Ye came back from killing and rescued people.

In this life, people must always experience many dangers, and when they die in their lives, the road ahead is boundless, and no one can see where their future is.

Hu Yan was able to crawl out of the place of detention alive, thanks to the fact that he served by the side of the emperor for most of his life, and he had seen too many joys and sorrows, and his emotions were numb, and he still had some feelings for his godson Hu Guichun, who would give him "retirement and death" in the future.

Hu Guichun, Huang Yucheng and others were tied up and put directly on death row, just waiting for Xiao Wei's case to be interrogated and convicted together.

When Hu Yan walked along the long corridor, the musty smell on his face was familiar, as if he had returned to his own home, he had become a little used to smelling this smell recently, sometimes sitting cross-legged in the cell, and recalling the memories of half of his life from the beginning.

It was Xiao Ye who sent someone to rescue him and promoted him to the position of the chief administrator of the Imperial Palace.

Hu Yan seems to have been drained of his spirit in prison, and he no longer looks like he has always been in the past. It turned out that there was still some mellow joy, and after losing weight, his eyelids drooped, as if he hadn't woken up all year round, and sometimes he shrank in the corner of the imperial study, and it seemed that even the sound of breathing was held, so that the courtiers who suddenly came in didn't notice that there was still a person standing in the corner.

Xiao Wei's crime is obvious, and the people who follow him will not end well, it is a sure thing, and Hu Guichun's treatment in prison can be imagined.

Hu Yan stood at the door of the cell, looking at the bloody and fleshy things lying quietly on the hay, and felt a little strange in his heart: "He...... Still alive? ”

The jailer flattered: "Live alive,