After the great changes on the day of the post-independence ceremony, whether it was Chang'an City or Qin Palace, everything seemed to be calm, the Bai family was punished, the queen gave birth, and the prince was established as the prince. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After the Great Qin Society, it was not affected by the war, the New Year is approaching, and the people are celebrating the New Year, even if the city is closed by heavy snow, it is a blessing to be able to get peace and joy.

Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, and the last Taimiao festival of the year is over, and the Great Emperor, accompanied by Bo Yan, goes to the Qingxin Hall.

The Qin Palace was covered with snow, and Bo Yan, who was dressed in an azure robe, didn't know what to say, and the Emperor in the long corridor in the black dragon robe paused, was silent for a long time, and asked, "Really?" ”

The exit was hoarse, and the internal force was unstable.

Although Bo Yan's bearing is still as warm as a fine celadon, the quiet black eyes of the past are dyed with frost and snow, and there is no warm color inside: "Yes." ”

Seeing that the Great Emperor no longer spoke, Bo Yan also fell silent, and said for a while: "The divine doctor said that it can't be delayed, and it should be Chinese New Year's Eve at the latest." ”

The figure shrouded in the black dragon robe was still standing like a mountain, and without answering Bo Yan's words, he walked towards the Qingxin Hall step by step.

Gui Jiu heard it on the side, the emperor and the prime minister fell into an inextricable predicament, and they both had handles in the hands of others, who did not necessarily have names and surnames, and sentenced them to life detention with the word "providence".

On the steps of the Qingxin Palace, Gui Jiu said to Bo Yan: "Xiangye, please wait here, the kitten will come out later." ”

Bo Yan stood with his hands in his hands and nodded lightly: "Okay." ”

Jun Zhi entered the Qingxin Palace, and heard Fanhua's chirping laughter from the warm pavilion: "Niangniang, Xiaojun's new clothes are good-looking, and the embroidered mother's hands are so skillful, these clothes can't be worn from childhood to adulthood." ”

"My new clothes also look good, I like them very much, it's just too hot, I don't have to wear so much on a snowy day."

"Niangniang, Xiaojun is smiling, he really looks like a big beauty."

Jun leaned over badly, for fear that he would not be able to suppress his life, and several people who were usually close to him called him by his name, and it was not inappropriate for Fanhua to call him like this.

Jun Zhi stood outside the warm pavilion for a while, and did not hear his wife speak, until he stepped down and entered the dormitory, only to see his wife holding the child and greet him.

She and the child were covered with new clothes, delicate embroidery, unique style, with the joy of the New Year, she smiled at him: "Your Majesty, the sacrifice is over?" The Shangyi Bureau has sent new clothes, will Your Majesty change them? ”

Although his wife and children were only one step away from him, if it was an ordinary family, they would have already taken the children and hugged them and made love with his wife and children, but he just looked down at them and did not dare to move.

He smiled on his face and obeyed: "Okay, come here, change my clothes." ”

His wife and children have all changed into new clothes, and he should accompany him, no matter how heavy the wind and snow, no matter what kind of suspicion, he will not move.

The palace people stepped forward to change the robe for Jun Zhi, but it was still a black dragon cannon, reflecting his majesty and unapproachable. As an emperor, he has no happiness for ordinary people.

The family of three all changed into new clothes, Fanhua suddenly became amused, and said with a smile: "Big beauty, Niangniang, I will wear new clothes to show my brother, everyone has new clothes for the New Year." ”

She is still noisy, but today's noise is obviously much more sensible, and she only recognizes one brother Shi Fanyin, and never mentions it back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

After a while, I heard a miserable scream from Fanhua outside the hall: "Oh, old Bobo, you attacked me!" What does it have to do with me that you have good food and wine at home? I'm not going back, ah, don't drag me, mother, old thin robber, don't ......"

There were many tricks in the screams, and they soon calmed down again.

The emperor and queen were not chaotic, as if they had not heard of it.

The palace people retreated to the outside of the hall, Jun leaned into Bailijing's arms and bit his fingers, staring at Jun Zhi with big eyes, the most familiar face, but he was so unfamiliar that he never hugged him.

He stared at Jun Zhi, without blinking, because he sucked his fingers and made a sound, which was wonderful, and he continued to suck, amusing himself, as if he had specially shown it to his parents.

"Did you make any trouble today? Are you still good? Jun Zhi smiled, his eyes were warm as a father, but his hands and feet were stiff, and he was very different from each other.

Bai Lijing suddenly smiled, stepped forward, sent the child to Jun Zhi's arms, and said softly: "Come, tilt, let the father hug him." ”

Jun Zhi instinctively retracted his hand, although his steps did not retreat, but the person froze, how could he forget his wife's hysterical questioning in despair, her child, her flesh and bones were born full of poison, he was the culprit, how could he hold the child?

The two-month-old Jun Tilt was sent to his father's arms, so close that a pair of small hands had already been opened, and the fingers that had just been taken out of his mouth were full of saliva, wiped on Jun Zhi's neck, wet.

"Your Majesty, hug you, he's always wanted you to hug." Bailijing's body is also close, and Jun Zhi can circle their mother and son with his arms.

As if feeling something, Jun Zhi took the child, and the two faces printed out of one mold looked at each other, Jun tilted his big eyes, stretched out his small hand and slashed at his father's nostrils, and grinned. He didn't have teeth yet, and he smiled, revealing his pink tongue.

The child is a little older than when he was born, and he is a little heavier than when he first hugged him, but he is still small and pitiful, and his body is soft and seems to be broken when he touches it.

"Tilt, is it cold? Father's nose is fun? ”

As soon as he spoke, Jun Tian laughed, he smiled, Jun Tian smiled even more heartily, reached out to scratch his mouth again, and pinched his father's beautiful lips into strange shapes.

Since Jun Zhi was born, only his son dares to play with him like this, and he has no regrets.

The father and son had a good time, Jun Zhi looked up, and saw his wife standing aside and looking at them with a smile, I don't know if I was looking at him or looking at my son, she has changed a lot after becoming a mother, and she will no longer be a girl in the past, calm and serious.

Jun Zhi's heart suddenly ached, although he held less than a stick of incense, he still handed the child back to his wife, he was not forgiven, and he could never forget himself.

"Jing'er, I want you." He laughed, bent down, and wanted to send the child back into Baili Jing's arms, but Jun who was laughing happily grabbed his dragon cannon and didn't let go, and somehow cried, his big black eyes were full of tears, and he was so aggrieved.

"Be good, don't cry, your father hugs, your father loves you." Bailijing didn't pick up the child, she patted Jun's back against Junzhi's body, and coaxed softly.

His wife is very close to him today, and she is not afraid to let the child make out with him, Junzhi's eyebrows are slightly frowned, since giving birth, she is rare in his arms, and now separated by the child, their family of three is so close.

After Jun Zhi patted his son's back and his parents coaxed him together, Jun Tian stopped crying and looked at Jun Zhi with crystal tears. Newborn children, not a trace of dust, but more wounds than ordinary children, acupuncture and moxibustion left dense needle holes, to see heartbreaking.

It was about the father's arms being stronger than the mother's, or the natural closeness of the blood, and Jun fell asleep in Junzhi's arms after a while, biting his thumb in his mouth.

Jun Zhi looked down at the child, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and his bent arms shook carefully, how fragile his flesh and bones were.

In the past, he was not a competent husband, but now he is a clumsy father, who has been a king for ten years, and has no regrets in state affairs, but has many shortcomings in family affairs, and needs to learn the same slowly.

Bai Lijing stood beside Jun Zhi and the child, one hand on his arm, and the child was sleeping in the crook of his arm.

She looked at Jun Zhi, there was tenderness in her eyes, and there were some indescribable things, and she said softly: "Tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, except for evil, Qian'er will be safe, cough cough ......"

"Jing'er, have you drunk today's medicine?" When Jun Zhi heard her cough, his heart twitched, and his brows furrowed.

She cried the most for the child, because she was not worried about the child, the root of the disease fell in the confinement, and she coughed badly when she was cold.

"The medicine is drunk, it's okay, it's time for Tan'er to sleep, tomorrow morning, the divine doctor will come, and he should make trouble again." Bailijing smiled, took the child from Jun Zhi's arms, called the nurse, and hugged Jun to sleep.

Bai Lijing saw Jun fall asleep with her own eyes, folded the quilt, and then turned around and left step by step.

On weekdays, Bailijing will sleep with her son at this time, and even if there is a nurse at night, she will not worry, she must take care of it herself, and she will suffer several times before she falls ill. The bones and blood in his heart, in this treacherous deep palace, is always afraid that he will have a slight mistake, and she will not be able to bear any mistake.

"Your Majesty has been busy worshipping ancestors in the Taimiao Temple these days, are you tired?" Bai Lijing stepped forward to untie the new clothes for Jun Zhi, and said with a smile: "The regular clothes of the Shangyi Bureau this time have added some Jiangnan styles, has Your Majesty seen it?" ”

Jun Zhi looked down at his wife, she talked more today than usual, when she took off his dragon robe, he suddenly reached out and pressed her into his arms, his arms were familiar, his breath was familiar, but the momentum of the Ninety-Five Zun was weaker than before.

After hugging for a long time, Jun Zhi didn't say a word, and it seemed that he didn't intend to let go again.

Bailijing was hugged so tightly that she was almost out of breath, she leaned on his shoulder and laughed, laughing at what she had forced the Western Qin Emperor to, the legendary person who lived in her teenage days was now full of weakness.

"Jing'er, I know that I am not qualified to be a father, I know that you hate me, and I know that if you make a choice between Tian'er and me, you will definitely choose Tian'er, but ......" Jun Zhi suddenly spoke slowly, and his arms gradually loosened, he didn't dare to look at his wife, these words were already humble to the bones.

"Don't say ...... again" Before the words were halfway through, the most humble gesture was not made, Bai Lijing had already held his face and kissed it, blocking his words with his most familiar lips and tongue.

Kissing and retreating, within a few steps, the emperor had been pressed on the dragon couch.

Since she was pregnant, how many days have the husband and wife not been intimate, Bailijing's abandoned left hand has been conditioned by the medicine king of Beijun, and most of the internal strength has recovered, and it is easy to trap the monarch who has no power to resist, whether he is a wolf or a dragon, no matter how beautiful the heavens on earth are, he is always trapped by her.