After reading Yan Changfeng's letter, Yan Qinghuai quickly lost the energy to continue charging into the battle.
He cursed and took out the steamed bun that he couldn't bear to look at, and complained full of complaints: "Forget it once or twice, it's like this every time, how can I make my father completely give up on Yan Xianzhi? And the Queen, I really yes……"
After saying that, he took the steamed bun as Yan Xianzhi and took a big bite with great ferocity: "Third brother, when will we go back?"
He has been out of the capital for more than four months. He originally wanted to return to the capital in style after completing the tasks assigned to him by Yan Fuguang. But now he is fine. The wind and dust all over his body have diminished his handsomeness, and he almost got angry when he received the letter. crooked.
After a trip out, Yan Qinghuai felt that he had gone through many vicissitudes of life.
He swallowed the steamed bun and mocked coldly: "After returning to Beijing, will my father remember that he has several other sons?"
After Yan Fuguang calmed down for a while, he kicked Yan Qinghuai with his feet: "Where did the steamed buns come from? Give me one."
Ignore other things, filling your stomach is the first priority.
As the sun sets in the west, the orange-red glow spreads from the other side of the distant Gobi Desert. The two brothers bite their steamed buns and look at each other in silence.
Finally, after Yan Fuguang finished eating the steamed buns, he made the decision: "In a few days, we will withdraw when Rijia and Yifeng start fighting."
Staying any longer might arouse suspicion, and if he didn't go back, Emperor Xihe might be deceived again by Empress Xu and her son.
After confirming the time for his return trip, Yan Fuguang personally wrote back to Yan Changfeng, asking him to keep an eye on Emperor Xihe and at least try his best to prevent any ridiculous things from happening before he returned to Beijing.
Yan Changfeng had a heavy responsibility and he was always vigilant. Fortunately, Emperor Xihe did not take unnecessary actions.
In addition to Emperor Xihe, Yan Xianzhi was also a key observation target. Yan Changfeng watched him with his own eyes as if nothing had happened. As soon as he left the palace, he ran to Emperor Xihe and Empress Xu to act like a good boy. I don’t know when it was still rumored in the capital. Rumors started that Yan Xianzhi was a good father.
Time will take away all the bad things in the past - this is Yan Changfeng's evaluation of Yan Xianzhi.
Lu Qing also met Yan Xianzhi when he entered the palace to pay his respects.
He held Yan Zheng'er's little hand, with a smile on his plump cheeks, and spoke to Yan Zheng'er in a lively tone. On the surface, he seemed to be a good father.
But Jiang Mihe, who was following them, had a very dark complexion and rolled his eyes one after another where Yan Xianzhi couldn't see him.
Lu Qing held Brother Lan's hand. This time Brother Yu and Brother Jiu stayed at the house and did not come. She greeted him politely and indifferently, and Brother Lan shouted: "Uncle."
Yan Xianzhi let go of Yan Zheng'er, clapped his hands and asked Brother Lan to come to him. Brother Lan pursed his lips and looked at Lu Qing, then cautiously took a few steps but did not come closer.
"You look so good." He smiled and stroked Brother Lan's head, "If your sister Zheng'er were a boy, you two would have something to say."
As if he heard that what he said was not good, Brother Lan frowned.
Yan Zheng'er stood aside calmly. Jiang Mihe felt sorry for her and stepped forward to pull her daughter to him.
Yan Xianzhi smiled bitterly, scratched his chin and looked at Lu Qing, trying to find resonance with Lu Qing: "The third brother and sister must feel the same way, right? Boys are still stronger and easier to raise than girls, and women who have given birth to sons are more With status, you are the most typical example.”
Not knowing how he could say these words in front of his wife and daughter, Lu Qing pursed her lips and said: "Our Highness said that men and women are the same, they are all good children."
Brother Lan looked at Yan Zheng'er and said, "Yes, my sister and I also play well. My sister is very good to me. I like her very much."
Therefore, it is not true that Yan Zheng'er will be more popular because she is a boy.
Yan Xianzhi laughed and looked Brother Lan up and down: "If men and women were the same, then the three brothers wouldn't all be sons." He thought he was funny, so he said half seriously and half jokingly, " If you have too many sons and you don’t want them, you might as well give one to me to raise.”
Brother Lan quickly grasped Lu Qing, his childish eyes showing guard and anger.
Jiang Mihe was so angry that he lost all his grace: "The eldest prince had better speak before his head!"
They were all born to the same father. She didn't understand why Yan Xian was the only one who grew crookedly, and it was because her father had a bad taste and chose Yan Xianzhi to be her husband.
Why did he have the nerve to say this?
Lu Qing almost had the same idea. Her Highness was too normal in every aspect. This was the first time she had seen such a shameless person like Yan Xianzhi.
"Both sons and daughters are blessings. Our Highness likes them all and can afford to support them. It won't be a hardship for the eldest prince anymore."
Yan Xianzhi looked like he couldn't understand people's words, and turned his wretched eyes to Lu Qing: "It is the third brother's blessing that my younger brother and sister can have children."
It is a woman's duty to give birth to a child, and it is a woman's duty to give birth to a son.
Yan Xianzhi thought to himself that Yan Fuguang was really lucky to have such a concubine who could have children.
Lu Qing's face turned cold. Yan Xianzhi's appearance made her feel sick to her stomach. She couldn't help but vomited, and tears came out of her eyes.
Brother Lan was worried: "Mother..."
With red eyes, Lu Qing wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, calmed down a little, and said softly to Brother Lan, "Mother is fine."
When she spoke, she looked intently, fearing that if she saw Yan Xianzhi again, she would vomit completely.
The expression on Yan Xianzhi's face was unpredictable, her chubby cheeks were shaking with anger, and her flesh was trembling even more disgustingly.
Before he could get angry, Jiang Mihe took the lead and said, "A man can be born because he has the ability! If the eldest prince has the ability, why not tell the prince what you said today word for word!"
WTF? ! Someone who messes around with both men and women has the nerve to say these things!
Yan Xianzhi's face was twisted, and there was a sinister look in his eyes. He stared straight at Jiang Mihe.
Jiang Mihe tugged at the corner of his mouth and sneered: "I advise you to stop in moderation."
She is not afraid of him. This kind of person is not worth fearing. If you are tougher than him, he will naturally soften.
Jiang Mihe didn't have time to appreciate his disgusting expression, and asked Lu Qing with concern: "Are you okay? Let's go first, and I'll ask the imperial doctor to come and take a look at you."
"No need to ask for a doctor, let's go."
As long as he doesn't see Yan Xianzhi, Lu Qing won't feel sick.
No one wanted to talk to him, so they just walked away.
Arriving at Fengyi Palace, Queen Xu glanced at Yan Zheng'er and asked with a loving smile: "Why are you two and your father the only one?"
Yan Zheng'er pursed her lips in grievance, shook her shoulders and choked out: "Zheng'er is not a boy, I have let my father down..."
Jiang Mihe simply knelt down and admitted her mistake in tears: "I am incapable of giving birth to a son for the eldest prince, but this has nothing to do with Zheng'er..."
Empress Xu's face fell: "What are you talking about? There are so many people. It's not embarrassing. Get up quickly."
Jiang Mihe refused: "It's my fault. Please don't blame Zheng'er, the queen and the eldest prince. She is innocent."
Isn't it just acting? Who wouldn't?
The two of them cried hard in Fengyi Palace, and Yan Xianzhi's hard-working image of a good father was broken again.
