The daughter's name was given, and Yan Fuguang consciously or unconsciously urged Xihe Di to quickly name his youngest son.
Otherwise, the child will always call him "younger brother", and the child will think that "younger brother" is his name.
"Let me think about it carefully, this is not careless."
Xihe Didu rarely treated government affairs with such care. Whenever he had free time, he would read books and must give his grandson a good name.
Seeing how interested he was, Yan Fuguang was not in a hurry.
He turned around and thought about making his daughter a princess, and told the matter directly to Emperor Xihe.
When Yan Zheng'er was born, Emperor Xihe gave her the position of princess early on, so his daughter could not be inferior to her.
"Father, you won't favor one over the other, right?"
Daughters are different from sons. Although Yan Fuguang now has four sons, he has no idea of inviting anyone to be the crown prince. After all, there is no telling what will happen in the future. According to his idea, all his sons are his sons, and he likes them all, but whether they are suitable to be his successors remains to be determined.
Emperor Xihe was also generous in this matter. There was no need for Yan Fuguang to specially ask for it. He had already had someone draw up the imperial edict.
"Of course I won't treat your daughter badly, she is also my granddaughter."
So Yan Ke became the princess of Zhaoning before she was one month old, enjoying her own fiefdom and salary.
Lu Qing held her daughter's little hand happily: "Ke'er, you are the princess. Please thank your father and grandpa."
Yan Fuguang picked up Ke'er, smiling from the corners of his eyes. He wanted to be a princess first, and then when she became a princess, he would build a magnificent princess mansion for his daughter in the capital, so that she could enjoy all the glory and wealth, not be bound by the world, and live freely.
Ke'er hummed softly and slept peacefully in her father's arms.
After a few days, Emperor Xihe finally came up with a name he was satisfied with.
He appeared in front of Yan Fuguang triumphantly. In front of Yan Changfeng, Yan Qingzhou and Yan Qinghuai, he shook a thin piece of paper and pretended to clear his throat: "Chuanliu, Yanchuanliu, why?" Sample?"
Yan Fuguang was very considerate: "The one chosen by my father is naturally very good."
Yan Changfeng asked with a smile: "Jiaxuan layman's poem, 'Awakens the bright moon, shines on my arms full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow'? What a good name!"
It seems that there are still people in the family who are as proficient in poetry as him, which makes Emperor Xihe very happy. He stroked his beard and said: "I hope this child will have a broad mind in the future, and I also hope that he will be like these two words, Prevailing and everlasting.”
Yan Fuguang had to admit that Emperor Xihe was quite capable in naming. He sincerely complimented him: "My father is knowledgeable and my son is willing to be inferior."
The praise made Xihe Emperor laugh heartily, and even put aside his lofty ideals: "You can live, and leave the naming to me!"
Yan Changfeng was silent, Yan Qingzhou and Yan Qinghuai looked at each other, but Yan Fuguang was the most leisurely and contented.
He has enough children, whoever wants to have them will have them in the future.
**
The Jinshiyuan itself stood out from the crowd in the backyard, but now that a young princess and a young master were added to the family, the servants in the mansion did not dare to offend the people in their courtyard.
Ning Huayue was so angry that she became seriously ill and couldn't even get out of bed.
Lingyun closed the courtyard door tightly because she didn't want Ning Huayue to hear the news about Concubine Wei and Jin Xiyuan.
Unfortunately, some people just like to torture themselves. Lingyun didn't say anything, so she pestered Danhong and asked.
Danhong appeared embarrassed, but when she talked about the scenery of Jinxiyuan, she kept saying one sentence after another, not giving Ning Huayue a chance to stop.
"I heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is very fond of the little princess born to Concubine Wei. He wants to hug him every day when he returns home... The little prince was born healthy and cried loudly... The eldest prince was raped by his wife again in Mengbi Zhai. I'm so complimented. I went to the palace to meet the emperor and received many rewards... The second young master knows more and more words, and the third young master's body and bones are getting better and better..."
The more proud Jinxiyuan is, the more deserted Yihongyuan becomes; the better Luqing and her children live, the more stimulation Ning Huayue receives.
Danhong understands this truth, but if Ning Huayue wants to listen, what can she do? I can only tell the truth.
Seeing Ning Huayue breathing heavily and turning pale, Danhong persuaded her earnestly: "Master, don't be angry, your body can't bear it now!"
If you get angry again, your life could easily be in danger!
Ning Huayue didn't understand Dan Hong's good intentions. She only hated Empress Xu for being useless and allowed Mrs. Wei to give birth to the child smoothly.
"Ahem..." Ning Huayue coughed a few times, unable to suppress the itch that surged into her throat.
Danhong was about to take the handkerchief she used to cover her cough, but saw a bright red color appear on it.
--is blood.
"master!"
Ning Huayue was startled by her and looked down.
"Ah!" She threw away the handkerchief in excessive fright. How could there be blood? She takes medicine every day, why is she still not feeling well?
"Go and ask the doctor quickly! Go quickly!"
After explaining Dan Hong in a hoarse voice, her eyes darkened and she fainted.
Ning Huayue coughed up blood and fell into coma. Lu Qing also heard about it in Jinxiyuan.
She asked Yan Fuguang to go over and take a look: "Your Highness, go and listen to what the imperial doctor has to say."
It would be bad if he didn't come forward. No matter how unwelcome Ning Huayue was, Yan Fuguang would not be indifferent and completely ignore her after she coughed up blood. Otherwise, according to the custom of civil servants, the next day there would be an impeachment report against Yan Fuguang, and he would mention things like his doting on concubines and destroying his wife, regardless of the ancestral etiquette.
"Well, I'll go there and come back later."
The main reason was to see with his own eyes how bad Ning Huayue's health was, and Yan Fuguang knew it well.
In Yihongyuan, he went into the inner room and took a look and then came out. The imperial doctor bowed his body and reported: "Your Highness, the bones in the Crown Princess's body were broken before, but if she had been paying close attention to it, it would not have deteriorated to what it is now. I see The pulse of the Crown Princess is like this, and the fire squeezing in the Crown Princess's chest is the cause of this coughing of blood. If you don't keep calm..."
Then there is only a dead end.
Yan Fuguang hummed lightly: "After all, whether she can raise her well or not depends entirely on herself."
This sentence was very meaningful, and the imperial doctor answered bravely: "... His Highness said so."
Yan Fuguang glanced at the prescription, put it on the table, and ordered Lingyun: "If you want any medicinal materials or supplements, just go to the warehouse to get them. Please advise the princess more often and not to be obsessed with certain things."
The imperial doctor observed the whole process, and when he returned to the imperial hospital, he said to people: "The prince is a bit cold, but he cares about the life and death of the princess. However, the princess is depressed in her heart. It seems that she is a person who is not easy to be persuaded. Only She has figured it out for herself and needs to be more open-minded, so that she can take good care of her body."
As soon as he said this, everyone understood that the reason for the Crown Princess's delayed recovery was not the Prince.
Although the Ning family felt sorry for Ning Huayue, they couldn't blame Yan Fuguang for a word.
