Wash the inkstones and make good strategies, knock loose the loose leaves and imitate the pure essence.
"Song Ce Yan, Ce Yan."
The Queen Mother murmured twice, then smiled and rolled her eyes: "It sounds good, it sounds good! From now on, our Ce Inkstone will have a name!"
The Queen Mother smiled and teased Song Ceyan in the midwife's arms, and then stretched out her arms eagerly: "Come, let the Ai family hug the Ai family's precious grandson."
The midwife carefully handed Song Ceyan to the Queen Mother, who caught it firmly and Le's eyes narrowed to a slit.
The midwife breathed a sigh of relief. She thought the Queen Mother didn't like the little prince, but now it looks like he's very precious!
The Queen Mother hugged Song Ceyan and teased her for a long time. She looked at Song Wenjing with a smile and said, "Jing'er, come and hug Ceyan too. Ceyan looks almost exactly like you when you were a child!"
Song Wenjing sat on the edge of the bed and looked straight at Jiang Jingyu without even raising her head: "No hug."
He preferred holding Ayu's hand to hugging that wrinkled brat.
As soon as these words came out, Song Ceyan, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly burst into tears, as if to express his dissatisfaction.
The Queen Mother and Jiang Jingyu were stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"If you don't cry, don't cry. If Ce Yan doesn't cry, if your father doesn't hug our Ce Yan, then Grandma Huang will. Later, Grandma Huang will teach your father a lesson for Ce Yan, okay?"
…
When a full-moon banquet was held for Song Ceyan, hundreds of officials, courtiers, princes and nobles all came, and the cold and sacred Jinluan Hall became lively again.
When Jiang Jingyu was out of confinement, Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu dressed her up, tied her hair, and put on the long-lost palace clothes.
Song Wenjing, who had changed into imperial clothes again, walked out of the inner hall and came directly behind Jiang Jingyu.
Jiang Jingyu looked at the person behind her through the bronze mirror, covered her mouth and said with a smile: "I have long warned Your Majesty to hug Yan'er more. Be careful that Yan'er will not be close to Your Majesty in the future. Are you experiencing the pain now?"
Since Song Ceyan was born, Song Wenjing has hugged him only a handful of times. She has been clinging to Jiang Jingyu all day long. Just as he took Song Ceyan over, the little guy peed on him...
It's amazing to say that the little guy Song Ceyan doesn't cry much usually. Unless he wants to poop or pee, he will cry to express his discomfort.
At the beginning, the palace people didn't pay attention, but gradually they found that every time they peed for the little prince, the little prince would cry a lot, and immediately stop crying after peeing. The coincidences were no longer coincidences, so the palace People are finally sure of one thing.
The little prince cried because of three things.
One is that he is hungry, the other is that he wants to poop and pee, and the third is that he is ignored by His Majesty.
Just now, Song Ceyan kissed Song Wenjing as soon as he was held in his arms. Afterwards, instead of crying, the little guy started giggling.
It's hard not to suspect that this little guy did it on purpose...
Song Wenjing put his hands on Jiang Jingyu's shoulders. He leaned forward slightly and put his face next to Jiang Jingyu's face.
He looked at Jiang Jingyu with a smile and said, "Well, I have suffered a lot, so I need Ayu to make up for it tonight."
Hearing the implications of his words, Jiang Jingyu's face turned red and she turned her head and glanced at the man.
What are you talking about? Didn’t you see that the autumn frost and winter catkins are still there? ?
Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu hung their heads tightly, trying their best to lower their sense of existence.
Afraid that the man would say something embarrassing again, Jiang Jingyu hurriedly changed the subject: "Are mom and dad here?"
"Eunuch Su went to the palace gate to greet him three-quarters of an hour ago. Counting the time, he should have arrived at the Jinluan Palace by now."
Sending Eunuch Su to greet him was enough to show how much Song Wenjing valued his father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Song Wenjing stood up and stretched out her big palm in front of Jiang Jingyu: "Let's go, my queen."
Jiang Jingyu raised her red lips, put her hand into Song Wenjing's big palm, and stood up with his strength.
"Yes, my dear Emperor."
Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows slightly. She was no longer surprised by this sentence. Whenever Ayu was in a good mood, she would call him this.
The two held hands and walked side by side towards the Jinluan Palace.
"Your Majesty has arrived——"
"The Queen has arrived——"
Eunuch Su's voice sounded outside the hall, and everyone stood up and knelt down.
"I see your majesty, and I see the queen. Long live your majesty, long live the queen, and the queen is a thousand years old!"
Two figures, one red and one black, passed under everyone's eyes and walked straight towards the high position.
Song Wenjing held Jiang Jingyu's hand all the time. After reaching the high position, he turned to look at the little woman beside him. Jiang Jingyu tilted her head and smiled after noticing his gaze.
The two sat on a high seat together. Song Wenjing looked down at the ministers in the palace, while Jiang Jingyu looked for Jiang's father and Jiang's mother among these figures.
"Everyone, get up. Today is the prince's full moon banquet. You don't have to be restrained."
"I thank your Majesty!"
Everyone stood up and took their seats, and Jiang Jingyu successfully found Jiang's father and mother in the crowd.
The corners of her mouth were slightly open, but the words that came to her lips were not spoken after all. She looked at the two of them with a smile, and the longing in her eyes deepened.
Jiang's father and mother Jiang Jingyu loved Jiang Jingyu as if they were eyeballs. She cherished this hard-won family relationship because of the lack of paternal and maternal love.
Song Wenjing took into account Jiang Jingyu's missing home, and specifically allowed Jiang's father and Jiang's mother to visit the palace at any time. Jiang's father and Jiang's mother were excited about this for a long time, and visited Jiang Jingyu in the palace every once in a while.
It's just that business was very busy during this period, and it was half a month ago since they last entered the palace.
Father Jiang and Mother Jiang sat side by side, looking at Jiang Jingyu who was in a high position, and everything was silent.
"The Queen Mother has arrived, and Her Royal Highness the Crown Prince has arrived -"
The voice of the drake sounded outside the door again, and everyone stood up and knelt down again.
"I see you, the Queen Mother, and your Highness the Crown Prince!"
As soon as the sound fell, the figure of the Queen Mother came from outside the palace. The baby in her arms was not Song Ceyan who had just peed on Song Wenjing, so who was it?
The palace was solemn. Song Ceyan was held by the Queen Mother obediently. He seemed to be aware of the majestic atmosphere in the palace. At this time, his face tightened and he looked around curiously.
Seeing that the Queen Mother was coming with Song Ceyan in her arms, Jiang Jingyu hurriedly got up and walked over.
"Mother, let me hold Yan'er."
Although Song Ceyan was just one month old, it weighed eight or nine kilograms, and it was very tiring to hold it all the time.
After Jiang Jingyu took Song Ceyan from the Queen Mother's arms, the little guy with a tight face suddenly giggled, waved his little hands in the air, and looked straight at his mother with his big eyes.
Jiang Jingyu's heart felt so soft. She raised her hand and put her fingers on Song Ceyan's palm, and was soon caught by his little hand.
Jiang Jingyu lowered her head and kissed Song Ceyan's little face, which made him giggle.
Looking at Song Ceyan who looked excited, the Queen Mother also laughed out loud.
The heavy and solemn hall was filled with the laughter of their ancestors and grandsons, and the ministers kneeling on the ground were also moved and curled their mouths.
Jiang Jingyu hugged Song Ceyan and walked up to the high position with the Queen Mother.
Song Wenjing quietly looked at the figures coming towards him. They were the most important people in his life.
"Everyone, get up."
At the Queen Mother's order, the ministers stood up and sat back down again.
He couldn't help but glance secretly at His Highness the Crown Prince in the high position.
When I saw the little dumpling with squirting milk in Jiang Jingyu's arms, I was shocked. His Royal Highness's facial features were exactly the same as His Majesty's. This was simply a miniature version of His Majesty!
After today's protagonist Song Ceyan arrived, he began to perform rituals such as shaving the fetal hair and drinking full-moon wine.
After going through all the etiquette of leaving, the little prince Song Ceyan had already begun to feel sleepy.
Jiang Jingyu carried Song Ceyan and returned to the palace first. Jiang's father and mother Jiang also followed her back to Fengyi Palace.
"Jingyu, I think Yan'er's features look more like His Majesty's, but her nose and mouth look more like when you were a child."
Mother Jiang sat in front of the bed and looked at the sleeping Song Ceyan with a kind face. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it.
Father Jiang also nodded in agreement: "Yes, this boy grows up very fast, but we haven't seen him for half a month, and his appearance has changed again!"
Jiang's mother smiled and said, "A newborn baby looks the same every day. In a few days, you will go to Jiangnan to do business and stay there for a year and a half. When you come back, you won't even know Yan'er anymore."
Father Jiang stroked his beard and said, "That's impossible. I've already rejected the Jiangnan business. I want to stay with my grandson in the imperial city and watch him grow up with my own eyes."
Jiang Jingyu and Jiang's mother turned around in surprise: "Pushed?"
Father Jiang's face remained calm: "How can business be as important as a grandson? If the money is gone, you can make more money, but if you miss the growth of your grandson, you will never be able to make up for it."
Jiang's mother agreed with her face and smiled softly: "My husband is right. Let's put the business aside for now. During the current delay, we should spend more time with Yan'er and Jingyu."
Jiang Jingyu held Jiang's mother's hand with one hand and held Jiang's father's arm with the other. She looked at the two of them with a serious look on her face.
"Mom and Dad, I am lucky to be your daughter."
Just as Mother Jiang said, a newborn baby looks different every day. Song Ceyan grew up quickly under the care of Jiang Jingyu, the Queen Mother and others. The wrinkled and ugly child at the beginning has now grown into a soft and waxy little dumpling. The appearance is very pleasing.
"Yan'er, come quickly and go to see the Imperial Grandmother."
Today is Song Ce Yan's Zhou Zhou ceremony. Song Wenjing, Jiang Jingyu and others all looked at the little dumpling lying on the futon.
There was a big blanket spread in front of the little dumpling. The blanket was filled with various objects, including pens and ink, ingots, abacus, etc. Even the jade seal passed down from the country was mixed in.
Song Ceyan was lying on the futon, his big eyes full of curiosity.
Jiang Jingyu clapped her hands: "Yan'er, hurry up and crawl forward a few steps to the queen mother."
Father Jiang and Mother Jiang also locked their eyes on Xiaotuanzi and kept waving to him.
"Good Yan'er, good grandson, come quickly to my grandfather (grandmother), my grandfather (parents) have something good to give to Yan'er!"
Although Song Wenjing didn't speak, she opened her arms towards Song Ceyan opposite and motioned for him to come to her.
"Kekeke~"
Song Ceyan's laughter rang out in the hall, and he crawled forward excitedly.
Song Ceyan paused when he passed by the brush. Jiang Jingyu and others watched his movements with bated breath. Just when they thought Song Ceyan would grab the brush and not let go, he threw the brush aside and continued to crawl forward.
Song Ceyan stopped in front of the Jin Yuanbao and wanted to grab the Jin Yuanbao, but his hands were too small to hold it, so Song Ceyan had to give up the Jin Yuanbao and continue to crawl forward.
The little guy would stop every time he came to an object, touch the object, and then throw it aside.
Jiang Jingyu and others stared unblinkingly at Song Ceyan who kept crawling towards them. There was an object in front of them each.
In front of Jiang's father is a fine warm jade, which he bought at a large price when he was doing business outside.
In front of Mother Jiang is a pair of gold bracelets. The style is unique to Jiangnan. She specially asked the most famous silversmith in Jiangnan to make them.
The Queen Mother recited the Buddha's name, and in front of her was a consecrated relic, a priceless treasure.
There is a porcelain bottle in front of Jiang Jingyu, which contains various pills, including Qizhi Pill, Body Strengthening Pill, Photographic Memory Pill, etc., which are all pills that can help children grow.
These pills looked like jelly beans. Song Wenjing, the Queen Mother and others did not think much about it, and Jiang Jingyu would not harm the child.
What was placed in front of Song Wenjing was nothing else but the jade seal passed down from the country.
Under the gaze of several people, Song Ce Yan on the opposite side crawled toward them step by step, and finally crawled directly toward Song Wenjing.
Song Wenjing raised her eyebrows, a hint of joy flashing in her eyes.
Brat, I finally gave him some face!
Song Ce Yan climbed up to Song Wenjing and grabbed the jade seal. This time he did not let go and held it tightly in his hand.
He was not impressed by what the Queen Mother and others prepared for Song Ceyan. He was a little disappointed at the moment, but he smiled again after seeing what Song Ceyan was holding in his hand.
As a prince, it is a good thing to like Yuxi!
Song Wenjing was about to pick up the brat in front of her, but Song Ceyan grabbed the jade seal and slipped away from him.
Song Wenjing's hands froze in mid-air, and his handsome face darkened.
Under the gaze of several people, Song Ceyan crawled towards Jiang Jingyu.
"Oh, what a big son the queen has!"
Jiang Jingyu, who was kneeling on the ground and stretching out his arms, smiled happily and immediately opened the porcelain bottle, intending to reward the good boy with a Qizhi Pill.
Song Ceyan put the jade seal aside, pulled Jiang Jingyu's belly with his little hands, and said a lot of words that no one could understand.
“#@￥&”
Song Ceyan mumbled a lot, but as soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu suddenly paused in taking the pills.
"vomit!"
…
A year later, Jiang Jingyu gave birth to two lovely twins, a boy and a girl. At the moment, the Queen Mother and Song Wenjing were guarding her in front of the bed, each holding one in their arms.
Although they were twins born one after the other, the little princess was white and tender when she was born, but the little prince was wrinkled, just like his elder brother Song Ceyan when he was born.
Song Wenjing was holding the little princess carefully at this time, and her movements were extremely gentle.
But he only glanced at the little prince in the Queen Mother's arms. He was blatantly favoring girls over boys!
Jiang Jingyu and the Queen Mother, who knew that Song Wenjing loved his daughter, were not surprised by his blatant behavior. They finally got what they wanted and had a daughter, and Song Wenjing naturally supported her.
"Mother, it's up to you to choose the name of the prince this time."
"The Ai family is here to pick it up?"
The Queen Mother was a little surprised. After confirming that Jiang Jingyu had asked her to name the child, she suddenly became serious.
She looked down at the child in her arms and thought about it seriously. After a while, she raised her head.
"Why don't we call it Shuyue? The name of this song reminds me of immortals, and it will make people happy when talking about Shuyue."
Jiang Jingyu smiled and said, "Okay, just as the queen mother said, call her Shuyue."
Just after naming the little prince, Song Wenjing, who was teasing her daughter, raised her eyes and looked over.
"Auntie, how about our daughter being called Yan Qing?"
"Yan Qing?"
Song Wenjing nodded and was about to speak when the voices of Qiu Shuang and Dong Xu came in.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, please slow down!"
Then Song Ceyan stumbled in with short legs.
"Brother, sister, hug!"
Time passed by like crazy, and before I knew it, another three years had passed. The Queen Mother was getting older and liked having children around her knees, so the palace servants of Kunning Palace got up early and took the little prince and princess to Kunning Palace for dinner.
The three children were too noisy together, and Jiang Jingyu was very happy and relaxed after being taken to Kunning Palace.
She was just about to take a nap, but unexpectedly, Song Wenjing's servant didn't give her a chance to relax at all. After learning that several children had gone to Kunning Palace, he immediately dismissed the palace attendants from Fengyi Palace.
At this moment, he placed his big palm dishonestly on Jiang Jingyu's waist to untie the belt around her waist.
Jiang Jingyu sat up in shock and looked at Song Wenjing warily: "Hey! It's broad daylight, what are you going to do?!"
Song Wenjing was pitiful, innocent and serious: "I want you."
Clothes fell off, breathing became tangled.
In the spring of the next year, Queen Jiang Jingyu gave birth to another son and a daughter.
This time, Song Wenjing took the lead in saying the child's name before Jiang Jingyu and the Queen Mother could speak.
"Let's call him Yan Chao Yan Mu."
Jiang Jingyu raised her eyebrows, and after a moment's thought, she understood the man's thoughts.
She pretended to be puzzled: "Why do you use famous quotes to talk about morning and evening?"
Song Wenjing looked at her with a serious look on her face.
"I would like to spend time with you day and night."
