Princess Beihai and her baby grandson kissed for a long time, and when they turned their heads, they saw their son and daughter-in-law leaning together affectionately, and they felt a little sour in their hearts.

The subtle sourness of her son being snatched away made Princess Beihai inexplicably angry and unhappy.

Princess Beihai came over with Xiaoguo'er in her arms, and couldn't help but stuff the child into Xu Jing's arms: "Don't just take care of Xiaohua'er, but also hug Xiaoguo'er."

Xu Jing was reluctant to hold a child, and suddenly there was one more, and there was nowhere to put his hands and feet. coaxed his son in a panic and clumsily, and naturally had no time to look at Zhao Xiyan gently.

Princess Beihai felt a little happier in her heart, her eyes swept over Zhao Xiyan's smiling face, and she raised her chin slightly: "Zhao, you married into the palace and gave birth to a pair of children, which made a contribution to our Beihai Palace."

For the sake of Xu Jing's face, Zhao Xiyan didn't bother with the princess of Beihai, and responded with a smile: "Thank you mother-in-law for complimenting."

Princess Beihai glanced at her daughter-in-law: "Many sons and many blessings, it is good to have a few more in the future."

Zhao Xi's face did not change, and he responded: "The child's business depends on fate. Giving birth to children and having children is a gift from God. The mother concubine gave birth to four daughters and one son, and she was blessed. I want to come to God and protect my daughter-in-law."

The princess of Beihai was choked once, she was angry, and she was about to stare and change her face. Xu Jing smiled suddenly: "The mother concubine only hugged Xiaoguo'er just now, and Xiaohua'er hasn't hugged yet!" Don't be so partial."

The princess of Beihai had to smile and hug her granddaughter. A child who is a few months old, white and fat, fragrant and soft, and exactly the same as Xiaoguo'er, looks like a joy from the bottom of my heart.

The more the princess of Beihai looked at her granddaughter, the more she loved it, and smiled happily: "When Xiaohua'er grows up, the jewelry hidden by her grandmother is Xiaohua'er's."

Xu Jing raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I thanked my mother first on behalf of Xiaohua'er."

Princess Beihai glanced at Zhao Xiyan out of the corner of her eye: "My good things, it is natural to keep them for my granddaughter, what is there to thank you."

The implication is that the daughter-in-law should not think about it.

Zhao Xiyan smiled silently.

Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.

After she married Xu Jing, she has been living in the capital, but she has saved a lot of trouble. I don't know how long the princess of Beihai will stay in the capital. Time is short, and bear with it. If she stayed in the capital all the time, she wouldn't be patient all the time......

Mother and son were separated for more than two years, and finally reunited. Xu Jing couldn't bear to worry about his mother, who had a lot of gray hair. But Princess Beihai looked at Zhao Xiyan, her eyes were not eyes, her nose was not her nose, and she was talking with a gun and a stick, and Xu Jing couldn't bear it.

Xu Jing's face sank, and he twisted his brows unhappily: "I talk to my mother, and my mother always looks at what Sister Yue'er does?"

Princess Beihai was angry and gave her son a blank look: "Listen to what you say. I'm a mother-in-law, what's wrong with my daughter-in-law? She's so expensive, can't I look at it?"

Xu Jing said with a tense face: "It is a happy event for the family to be reunited. Does the mother concubine have to make an awkward fuss and make everyone unhappy?"

Xu Jing was annoyed, and Princess Beihai's momentum immediately weakened by three points, and her tone softened: "Okay, don't be annoyed, I don't look at her!"

Xu Jing still had a calm face: "Don't say a word when you speak, don't make a pun."

Princess of the North Sea: "......"

Princess Beihai couldn't see her son angry, so she had to back down again and nodded in response.

One thing is one thing, Xu Jing is the magic star in the life of the princess of Beihai.

Zhao Xiyan didn't open his mouth to play a round.

The mother and son can talk as much as they want, and they will be reconciled after a while, so she should intervene less. lest the princess of Beihai think that her daughter-in-law is cheap and behaved.

After lunch, the tired Princess of Beihai went back to the bedroom to rest.

Zhao Xiyan and Xu Jing each held a child, patted the back and coaxed the child to sleep, and carefully put the child on the bed. Little Fruit and Little Flower fell asleep side by side, two tender little faces leaning together.

Xu Jing sat on the edge of the bed, reluctant to take his eyes off: "Sister Crescent, why are our children so cute!"

Zhao Xiyan was stupid by him

The words amused: "Let's say this in private, but don't say it in front of people, for it will be laughed at."

"Whoever likes to laugh laughs," Xu Jing said, "I'm not bragging, I'm telling the truth." Our little fruit and little flower are the cutest and most beautiful children in the world."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled: "Actually, I think so in my heart."

The young couple looked at each other and smiled.

"My mother has always loved me the most, and if she says something that she doesn't like in the future, I'll leave it to deal with it." Xu Jing laughed in a low voice: "Also, my father told me that after the overall situation is decided, he will take his mother back to Beihai County. After that, we lived in the capital, and our father, king, and mother were in Beihai County."

Zhao Xiyan breathed a sigh of relief visibly with the naked eye.

Although she is not afraid of fighting between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. However, it is better to save this trouble.

Xu Jing reached out and stroked Zhao Xiyan's cheek, and whispered distressedly, "You have lost a lot of weight. When you get through this time, you will have to give birth and raise yourself."

Zhao Xiyan also felt sorry for her husband: "You have also lost a lot of weight."

Thinking of his cousin who was sleeping underground, Xu Jing's eyes were a little moist, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Crescent Moon, I really miss my cousin."

Zhao Xiyan hugged Xu Jing with pity, and Xu Jing rested his head on Zhao Xiyan's neck. After a while, Zhao Xiyan's shoulders were wet.

After a long time, Xu Jing's mood returned to calm. He refused to get up, and whispered in Zhao Xiyan's ear in such a posture, "Thank you for sending my cousin on the last ride for me."

Zhao Xiyan tilted his head and could kiss his face: "Between us, why do you need to say this. The death of the crown prince is really regrettable. The living cannot dwell on their sorrow."

"We all have to live well. You also have to shoulder the heavy responsibility, so that you can live up to the prince's high expectations for you."

Xu Jing snorted.

Six days later, the three vassal kings of Pengcheng, Hanyang, and Pingchang also entered the capital one after another.

King Hanyang of Pengcheng was fine, and the white-haired man of King Pyeongchang sent the black-haired man to cry bitterly for a long time in front of his son's corpse, which made people feel sorry for him.

The royal heirs are difficult, and the king of Pyeongchang is such a son. Moreover, the prince of Pyeongchang has only one daughter under his knees. In other words, as soon as the prince of Pyeongchang died, the king of Pyeongchang would lose incense. When the king of Pyeongchang closes his eyes, the feudal throne and the feudal territory will be returned to the imperial court.

Of course, this is much stronger than the King of Yingchuan.

The prince of Yingchuan made a rebellious move, and the king of Yingchuan, the old man, was about to be affected by his son.

The 7749-day national funeral finally lasted until the last day.

Xu Jing and Xihe Wang Shizi and others held the coffins of Emperor Yongming and the crown prince together, and walked into the imperial mausoleum step by step.