Yan Fuguang finally appeared in Changding Hall again, and Emperor Xihe was moved to tears.
"Fuguang, my father will never live without you... Do you know how I survived these days without you..."
Yan Changfeng stood aside, his mouth twitching as he heard it.
How did you get here? Eat, drink, sleep, stroll around the harem and chat with a few ministers. Even if you don't care about official duties, you still have the ability to live your life to the fullest. What more?
Yan Fuguang pushed Emperor Xihe away in disgust, looked at his chubby waistline that had not shrunk, and said sharply: "Aren't you able to get by with everything?"
Emperor Xihe choked up: "There are good times and bad times."
"How can it be difficult? I heard that the Queen makes soup for you every day. Even if you don't have time to go there, someone will send it to you. Isn't that great?"
Emperor Xihe looked at the high roof and then at the dragon boots on his feet, but did not look into Yan Fuguang's eyes.
Whichever Queen Xu or Yan Xianzhi moved out, he would lose his dignity as a father in front of Yan Fuguang.
But Yan Fuguang was not here to talk to him about this today. He said, "General Longhu sent a letter to Erchen, saying that his health is not recovering well."
"Jiang Zhen's letter? Why was it delivered to you..."
The more they asked Xi and Di, the more they felt guilty. All those doubts were turned away by Yan Fuguang's half-smiling expression.
"I don't know about this. Why don't you ask him yourself?"
Emperor Xihe shook his shoulders and said, forget it, old man Jiang Zhen, he took his son to the battlefield without saying a word. If his daughter was bullied, he would not let her go easily.
After carefully reading Yan Fuguang's words in his mind, Emperor Xihe wondered: "He is not recovering well? What do you mean?"
Yan Fuguang drank tea slowly and did not answer his questions.
Emperor Xihe turned his thirsty eyes to Yan Changfeng.
Yan Changfeng turned his flexible brain and analyzed two conclusions: "I believe that General Jiang Zhen may really be as literally expressed. He did not take good care of himself, and his injury relapsed soon after returning to northern Xinjiang. And there is , General Jiang Zhen’s purpose may simply be to return to Beijing.”
What are you doing back in Beijing?
Emperor Xihe didn't need anyone's help, he understood it himself.
It's good to go back to Beijing. It's convenient for Jiang Zhen to teach Yan Xianzhi a lesson!
Emperor Xihe was the first to put aside himself: "It has nothing to do with me. The child was created by Yan Xianzhi, and the quilt was also made at the Queen's initiative..."
Yan Fuguang looked at Emperor Xihe with complicated eyes. Some people did nothing, but they were more hateful than what they did.
"I have brought the meaning of this letter to my father. You can find a time to reply to General Jiang Zhen."
Xihe Di's body, which looked like a small hill, paused: "Isn't this letter for you? I'm writing a letter? Isn't it bad?"
Yan Fuguang smiled very gently: "Maybe, then the minister replied to him? Just say that all the mistakes are the fault of the queen and the eldest prince..."
"Then I'll come! I'll come!"
A letter was sent back, and the effect was obvious. Empress Xu no longer talked about her grandson all day long, and began to care about Yan Zheng'er in the eldest prince's mansion.
Perhaps Jiang Zhen was dissatisfied that Emperor Xihe told the story about Queen Xu buying hundreds of quilts for an unborn child. Queen Xu raised the issue in front of everyone during the greetings, saying that everyone should be treated equally and the standards should be set straight.
"Although I am happy that the eldest prince will have a second child soon, Zheng'er is also my heart and I will not be partial to anyone." She paused and ignored Jiang Mihe's expression as if he had seen a ghost. "How about this? Isn't Zheng'er's birthday coming up this year? I will organize it for her and make it more lively."
Jiang Mihe was afraid that she would turn into a monster, so he declined politely: "It's hot in the summer, so the queen should take care of her body and not work too hard. Besides, Zheng'er is young, so her birthday doesn't need to be too grand."
Concubine Chen saw the excitement and said it was not a big deal: "Prince Concubine, please don't refuse. Don't you know how it is spread outside that our Empress only cares about her grandson? Can't she see the granddaughter who has grown up in front of her since she was a child? No matter what, we must let the Empress This proves that she treats the juniors equally!"
Queen Xu's face turned black, and she scolded Concubine Chen: "Sister Concubine Chen has very little time to care about my family affairs recently, why not use this energy to worry about the heirs of Prince Qi's palace."
Yan Xianzhi gave her a grandson in Songjiang Mansion, and Empress Xu's back became much straighter.
She used her son to poke Concubine Chen's lung tube, and every poke was accurate.
Concubine Chen left angrily, and Empress Xu made a final decision: "That's it. Jiang, please go back and prepare first, and I'll see what your charter is like in previous years."
Jiang Mihe twitched the corner of his mouth with a smile. Empress Xu only asked about the birthday of Yan Zheng'er in the first two years when she was born. She didn't even know the previous regulations. This bowl of water was really flat!
Sitting in Lu Qing's carriage, Jiang Mihe was still angry.
"I'm just using my Zheng'er to put gold on her face. It's so high-sounding to say it, it's really ridiculous!"
Reputation is important. Queen Xu doesn't care about Yan Zheng'er, she only cares about her reputation.
Lu Qing was helpless. She was not only the queen, but also Yan Zheng'er's grandmother. It was difficult to refuse her both emotionally and rationally.
"There's nothing we can do about it. Just keep an eye on it and don't make any mistakes."
Jiang Mihe regained his composure: "I will keep an eye on my daughter's birthday party and make sure nothing happens!"
She did not give full authority to Queen Xu to take care of it. In fact, Queen Xu said she wanted to take care of it, but she didn't put much thought into it.
In order to put pressure on Jiang Mihe, letters from Yan Xianzhi came back from Songjiang Mansion like a flowing stream.
Empress Xu counts the size of the child in Yu Qianqian's belly every day. When she passes a cat on the roadside, she has to stop and say a few words. She also hints to Jiang Mihe to arrange everything so that Yan Xianzhi can control Yu Qianqian. Bring it back for production.
Before Jiang Mihe said anything, Emperor Xihe was annoyed by Empress Xu's nagging.
"Either he will be born like Xianzhi or Yushi, just wait patiently!"
Neither of these two people are good people, and Xi Hedi doesn't expect much from them.
Empress Xu wiped away the tears that came as she spoke: "Do you treat the prince's child the same way? Or do you not expect Xianzhi's child at all?"
Emperor Xihe didn't care about people's lives or lives at all, and had no discernment at all: "I don't have to worry about Fuguang's child."
Empress Xu accused him of being partial: "You have been partial since you were a child. When Xianzhi was a child, you told me that he envied you and his third brother..."
Envy is enough. He has been the prince for so many years, and he has cleaned up so many messes for Yan Xianzhi. Isn't it enough?
Emperor Xihe grimaced and lectured in a rough voice: "You also teach him to be more generous. The little lady doesn't care about these trivial things as much as he does. She is a father. How can she be a role model for her children?"
Queen Xu looked at him in disbelief, she was so biased!
Does Yan Fuguang really suit his liking everywhere? His mother-in-law was his beloved woman, and he liked each of his children after they were born.
She clenched her fingers, thinking that Yan Xianzhi's child had come at the wrong time. How come Wei was pregnant at the same time?
Yan Fuguang wants to steal the limelight?
