Concubine Zhuang, who received the holy decree, was incredulous for a moment, and then excitedly pulled Mo Ying to kneel down to receive the decree.

Mo Hong's injuries had not healed, and he was still lying on the bed, when he saw Concubine Zhuang coming in with a happy face, she propped herself up and looked behind her, and asked, "Mother, is my father coming to see Hong'er?" ”

Concubine Zhuang hugged her and kissed her hard, shook her head and said, "No, my father has been very busy recently, and he won't be able to come back in a few days, but he just made a holy decree and gave Hong'er a nice title!" ”

Mo Hong clapped his little hands, obviously very happy, and asked, "Really?" What kind of title, Hong'er wants to hear it! ”

Concubine Zhuang took out the holy decree, pointed to the word "Jiaping" on it, and read: "'Jia', 'Ping', Hong'er will be Princess Jiaping in the future, is Hong'er happy?" ”

"Huh? It's not that good! ”

A little disappointed, he pursed his lips: "Hong'er is going to find her father to change it to a 'good behave' princess!" ”

"Silly boy, the emperor's golden mouth, how can you say that you can change it?"

After appeasing Mo Hong, Concubine Zhuang looked at Mo Ying, who was full of envy, and said, "Ying'er, don't be discouraged, this princess title is not obtained casually, even the eldest princess doesn't have it!" But as long as you behave well, sooner or later, sooner or later, your father will give you a title. ”

There are a total of five princesses in the harem so far, except for the second princess Mo Luan, who was made an exception to be named the eldest princess of Anping a few years ago, and the other princesses have not been canonized.

The biological mother of the fourth princess Mo Li is just a nobleman, after giving birth to her daughter, her body was damaged, she had to be supported when she walked, and she could hardly attend the palace banquet, and the queen also specially allowed her not to say hello, and over time, even with Mo Li was forgotten by everyone.

This time, Mo Hong was sealed, probably still stained with Yun'er's light, and the injury was finally not in vain.

However, speaking of Mo Yun, Concubine Zhuang had a faint sad face.

Concubine Rong was crowned as the imperial concubine at this juncture, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse~~

Mo Hong was recuperating from her injuries, Mo Ying was also accompanying her in the palace, Mo Yao was closely watched by Concubine Ruan, and he was strictly forbidden to run to Ronghua Palace during this time.

Concubine Xiao Guifei didn't react to Concubine Rong's jump, but because of Yun'er's recuperation, she also asked Mo Chen and Mo Luan to bother less, and for a while, the Ronghua Palace in the city was rarely clean.

The royal court judged that it is worthy of the Xinglin Beidou, the rejuvenation of the wonderful hand is not a problem, and the baby itself has a strong self-repair ability, Yun'er can now eat and sleep, and has returned to the original vitality of the little divine beast.

And a serious illness, and let this little baby give birth to a lot of eyes, now being held by adults, often stretching out their little arms to accurately command, whether it is to see a vase, or an ornament, even if it is a rag, to command the adult to step forward, grab a handful.

The face that was originally a little down-to-the-bottom has been reduced a lot, and it looks more delicate, and its eyes seem to be bigger than before, and it looks more agile and cunning.

No matter what you're doing, you'll always shout a few words out of your mouth: "Well! Hmmm! Concubine Rong couldn't close her mouth happily.

Seeing that the little guy would soon be able to sit, Su Xiaojiu redesigned a lightweight baby stroller for him, and specially found the most ingenious craftsman in the construction department to make it.

I thought that if it was easy to use, it would also be mass-produced and sold in the store.

At the end of spring, I walked around the car, and couldn't help but praise: "What kind of brain is Xiaojiu, the car I came up with is light and flexible, and the slave has never seen a three-wheeled car!" ”

The car is made of a large size, covered with soft cushions, and tied to the backrest, all of which can be removed for easy cleaning and replacement.

sighed twice, and couldn't help but say: "The materials are enough, I'm afraid that they won't be used for ten years, and they can be kept for the little highnesses in the future." ”

Su Xiaojiu hurriedly smashed her with his arm, and pursed his mouth to signal in the direction of Niangniang.

Concubine Rong didn't raise her head, but she seemed to have eyes on the back of her head, and said lightly: "Don't be so careful, this palace has seen it now, the fate of children goes with the flow, the most important thing now is to raise Yun'er well, this time, this palace will never allow it to happen a second time!" ”

Su Xiaojiu was silent, she didn't know why, she always felt that Niangniang seemed to be a little different from before.

At night, send the rest of the people back to rest, Su Xiaojiu spread the quilt for Concubine Rong and his wife, and stopped talking.

She is just a palace maid, and there are some things that are inconvenient to talk about, but although Niangniang seems to be no different these days, when she mentions the topic of Emperor Yuan He and his heirs, her tone is no longer as warm as before.

Xiao Tuanzi is still very energetic, and is happily lying on the brocade quilt, Concubine Rong is holding something in her hand and teasing him to crawl forward: "Come, baby, come here, come to my mother, my mother has a lot of toys here~~"

As the saying goes, three lays, six sits, eight can climb, and the six-month-old little group is not very stable even to sit because he has just recovered, let alone climb.

But the little guy automatically unlocks the skill, that is, when lying down, the two little fat legs curl up and kneel on the bed, pouting the ass high, and the little hands are slapping hard towards what they want, while snorting hard, sometimes the foot kicks hard, and you can take the body forward a few centimeters.

Seeing that he was closer to what he wanted, the little guy was excited to whine, and occasionally made a sound of "mmmm~~baa~~".

"Niangniang, are you still angry with the emperor?"

"Angry? Why is Hongu angry? ”

She organized a language in her mind, and she wanted to be reminded, but she didn't know whether to say it too obviously.

Mo Ran went to guard the imperial mausoleum, and it was said that he was assigned, but he went in the name of recuperating from his injuries.

Now that Yun'er has recovered, the emperor's anger has gradually subsided, and one day he will completely forget about it, and a paper edict will recall Mo Ran, he is still the noble prince, and there is no difference from before, the emperor's move seems to be a punishment, but more like a maintenance.

Sending people away from afar, the monstrous anger of Niangniang and the Hou Mansion has nowhere to go, and they have to thank the emperor for the superficial justice.

And after this incident, it is difficult to say whether Mo Ran will completely hate Niangniang and Yun'er.

The queen has lost face because of this, and who will this account go to?

But these are just her guesses after all, and no one knows what the emperor is thinking.

"Instead of being angry, Hongu just figured out a lot of things."

Concubine Rong's tone was unusually serious, and Su Xiaojiu put down the work in her hand and sat down beside her feet.

"Men can't be trusted."

Su Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment, it seemed that Niangniang, like her, had already thought through it.

"In the past, the palace thought that as long as there was the emperor's favor, there was no need to put anything in his eyes, but this incident gave the palace a profound lesson, grace is just floating on the surface for others to see, only the emperor's heart, can be prosperous."

Su Xiaojiu smiled with relief: "It's great that Niangniang can figure this out, these days, it's better to rely on no one than on yourself, to put it mildly, Niangniang used to have nothing to fear because the emperor had to rely on the financial resources of the Hou Mansion, but in the eyes of the slaves, that kind of maintenance is not reliable." ”