Shen Yuetong died.

Except for Shen Rong in the harem, the others can no longer pose a threat to Shen Yueru.

Shen Miaoyan walked in the snow, blinked his eyes, and suddenly felt a little glad that the person who lost his child today was not Shen Rong.

The cold wind carried snow particles in the face, blowing on people's faces, and it hurt a little.

The amber eyes reflected in the distance, the brightly lit palace building, the beauties in brocade clothes and the nobles, standing or standing, staggering, smiling and talking.

Dressed in soft light yarn, the dancing girl bent her waist and danced, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras played a prosperous chapter.

The palace lamp under the eaves reflects the gold, silver, jewelry, and splendid piles, this year's Chu country has a bumper harvest, and everyone is very happy, which is originally the prosperity of Chu country.

Shen Miaoyan casually folded a plum blossom, lowered his eyes, and put it under the tip of his nose to sniff lightly.

The fragrance of plum blossoms and snow makes your mind clearer.

If it is a prosperous time now, then what will it be after the prosperous era?

She slowly raised her eyes, and the voices and smiles of Chu Zhen, Zhang Min, Shen Yuetong and others in the past were still in front of her, so vivid and proud, but now, all three of them have been reduced to white bones.

In a trance, those palace lights became more and more red, as if they were about to burn.

The plum blossom branch in her hand fell into the snow, she took a deep breath, Qionglou Yuyu, the princely mansion, it turned out to be just a passing cloud.

Just as she was out of her mind, someone patted her shoulder, she looked back, Chu Suiyu smiled: "What do you think?" It's windy outside, so get inside. ”

The two stepped into the Chengqing Palace, and they were greeted by the warmth of singing and dancing.

And there is no place for Shen Miaoyan in the hall.

Shen Yueru's eyes flashed with contempt, Shen Miaoyan was really out of proportion, such a grand palace banquet, without Jun Tianlan's support, what would she do?

Shen Miaoyan, who does not have Jun Tianlan's support, is just the daughter of a criminal minister.

Everyone looked at each other, but they all showed unwelcome looks.

Sitting at the table with the daughter of a sinner is not a matter of light on their faces.

Chu Yunjian, who was seated, held a glass of wine, took in the disdain in everyone's eyes, rubbed the cup, and was about to call Shen Miaoyan to him, but Chu Suiyu took her straight to Wen Qianmu, with a warm smile: "If you don't mind, you can sit next to this king and the princess." ”

Shen Miaoyan obediently sat down on the vacant seat beside Wen Qianmu, ignoring the unkind gazes of those people, and took the hot porridge in front of him to drink.

After the banquet officially began, the dignitaries and nobles present presented the valuable gifts they brought to Chu Yunjian, praising the peace, prosperity and prosperity of the Chu Kingdom, and blessed the imperial heir in Shen Rong's belly together.

Shen Miaoyan drank porridge and looked up, most of those gifts were children's supplies, obviously for the imperial heir.

Now that Shun Guiren has miscarried, these gifts have naturally all fallen into the hands of Shen Rong.

Because of her pregnancy, Shen Rong's face is rounder than before, white and red, and her complexion is excellent. She accepted the blessings of those people with a smile on her face, and sometimes said two decent words, which made her look like a princess.

Shen Miaoyan's gaze turned to Shen Yueru, she still maintained a dignified and decent smile, as if she was sincerely happy for Shen Rong.

She raised her handkerchief, wiped the corners of her lips, and turned her gaze to the seat of the Imperial History Mansion again, Hua Shi had been helped over by the maid, her eyes were red and swollen, and she was still immersed in the grief of Shen Yuetong's death.

Chu Suiyu tilted his head and said in a low voice, "How do you think it will develop next?" ”

"Shen Yuetong had an accident because she wanted to harm Shen Rong, Hua's beloved daughter is heartfelt, and she will not let Shen Rong go." Shen Miaoyan whispered, still staring at Fahrenheit.

Chu Suiyu smiled, and it didn't take long for Fahrenheit to stand up.

Seeing that she had something to say, the music gradually calmed down and deepened.

She raised her glass, stared at Shen Rong with both eyes, and smiled rather strangely: "Shen Jieyu can conceive the imperial heir, it is really a blessing from the third generation. It's just that Jieyu is weak and afraid that she won't be able to raise her children well in the future. Why don't you raise the little prince under the queen's knees? ”

Before everyone could react, Shen Yueru frowned and said: "Although Rong'er is weak, but the mother and son are connected, if this palace takes away her child, she will inevitably be sad." Mother, this is really inappropriate, please take it back. ”

"Jieyu's body, where is it as important as the emperor's heir?" Hua didn't care about it, "Shen Jieyu has fainted at every turn since she was a child, how can she take the little prince well?" Your Majesty, you say, is what the courtiers said right?! ”

Chu Yunjian has always hated harem fighting, and when he heard this, he only said lightly: "If the queen is willing, wait for Shen Jieyu to give birth to the imperial heir, and take it to her side to raise her." ”

As far as he is concerned, compared to Shen Rong, Shen Yueru's use value is much greater, and he will naturally favor Shen Yueru.

When Fahrenheit heard this, he smiled and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, Grace!" Shen Jieyu, Your Majesty takes such care of you, aren't you grateful? ”

Shen Rong's face was pale, his hands in his sleeves were clenched very tightly, and the green tendons on the back of his hands had already flare up.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and her mother-in-law, in a few words, snatched her unborn child away in public, which is really hateful!

But she couldn't say anything......

After a moment of silence, she got up with her eyelashes lowered, bent her knees towards Chu Yunjian, and said in a calm voice: "Thank you, concubine, Your Majesty for your grace......"

After this small episode, the banquet continued, everyone was staggered, and all the open and secret battles turned into jokes on the surface.

Shen Miaoyan drank warm orange juice and stared at Fahrenheit, a dark smile gradually appeared on the corner of her lips.

After the banquet ended, Shen Rong refused to take the sedan chair, drove the palace people away, and walked alone on the path leading to Changchun Palace.

Because of the anger, that beautiful face could no longer maintain gentleness, and in the cold wind, it was cold and hideous.

Her hands were always on her stomach, and her mind kept thinking about how to prevent the child from being taken away, but she couldn't come up with an idea.

She walked for a long time, until she saw a girl standing under the plum tree in front of her.

"Shen Miaoyan ......"

She murmured.

Shen Miaoyan had a hairpin on her hair and a hairpin of Xia grass, tied a snow-white mink fur cloak, looked up at those plum blossoms, revealing a snow-white thin neck, and her face was clear and beautiful, which was clearly more delicate than flowers.

As if hearing footsteps, Shen Miaoyan turned his head and smiled slightly when he saw Shen Rong.

Somehow, Shen Rong was a little afraid of her, took a step back, and asked tentatively, "What are you doing here?" ”

Shen Miaoyan broke off a plum blossom and slowly approached her, obviously she was only a thirteen-year-old girl, but her temperament was the ultimate grace.

She played with plum blossoms and said with a smile: "Are you thinking about how to prevent your child from being taken away by Shen Yueru?" ”

Shen Rong stared at her, this girl's mind was really deep and terrifying.

Shen Miaoyan didn't wait for her to answer, and said with a smile: "I have a way." ”

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