Chapter 1567

In the middle of March, the spring in southern Xinjiang is stronger, and the strong fragrance of flowers is blowing in the wind.

As nangongyue's date of birth approached, Xiao Yi invited Lin Jingchen to sit in the Bixiao hall. The maids were all careful. Xiao Yu felt the tension every day, and he stuck to nangongyue's stomach to coax his sister to be good.

Nangong Yue's stomach is bigger and bigger, and his movement is more and more inconvenient. Especially at night, the little guy in his stomach is very noisy, and his legs often cramp.

This night, Nangong Yue woke up in the middle of the night.

With the experience of Xiao Yu's birth before, Xiao Yi was very alert. He opened his eyes at once.

He thought it was Nan Nan who kicked Nangong Yue mischievously, but he heard her say, "Yi, my arm is numb. Please help me up."

During this period of time, because of his big stomach, nangongyue was lying on his left side when he was sleeping. Lin Jingchen said that sleeping like this was good for pregnant women and their children. Naturally, his words were regarded as the golden rule.

Xiao Yi carefully helped her up and put on a cloak for her, so they simply went to the window to sit down.

Xiao Yi is very busy. He puts a pillow on her waist, pours tea for her, and pinches her feet Let the original fatigue of Nangong Yue be swept away, leaving only sweetness in his heart.

However, this kind of sweetness also brings troubles. Xiao Yi soon began not to go out. He kept watch of nangongyue all the time during the day and night, strictly abiding by Lin Jingchen's timetable.

Now, Xiao Yi glanced at the leaky pot on the table, accurately pinched the time and said, "ah Yue, it's time for you to take a walk. Let's go for a walk together."

Nangong Yue was speechless in his heart, but he had to let him help him and send his maid. They walked out of the room slowly.

In the middle of the day, nangongyue would go for a walk in the garden, and today is no exception.

Spring is the most beautiful season for a small garden. The flowers are blooming and colorful, attracting colorful butterflies and cats.

"Whoosh --"

a fat orange cat pounced fiercely at a butterfly in the air with a agility that was not in line with its body shape. However, the butterfly suddenly flew high, and the fat cat threw herself into the air. She was trapped in a sea of flowers and crushed a bunch of blooming azaleas.

In the small garden, the ladies and maids who are in charge of flowers, trees and sweeping have long seen nothing strange. It seems that the cats of the middle and small grandchildren and the big girl in the prince's mansion have a grudge against the garden, and they have to come to clean up from time to time. Yesterday, the little grandson came and picked up half of the peach blossom on the peach tree.

Nangongyue could not help laughing when he looked at the picture of "cat playing butterfly" in front of him. The orange cat in the flowers jumped up as if he had seen a ghost. When he turned his head and looked at Nangong Yue's four eyes, his chubby cat's face was obviously relieved, as if to say, fortunately, the little fat man was not there!

Nangongyue's smile was stronger, and the orange cat "meow" and continued to pounce on butterflies in the small garden, ravaging the flowers and plants in the garden happily

"Yi, let's pick up brother Yu in Qingyun Wu by the way." Nangong Yue suggested with a smile.

Not far away the orange cat seems to hear "Yu elder brother son" three words, and vigilantly looked back at one eye, make sure Xiao Yu is not, this just put down the heart.

Xiao Yi curled his lips and didn't want to share his son's concubine with his son at all, but he did not want to.

The couple walked on so slowly and leisurely, leaving the chubby orange cat in the small garden to continue to flutter butterflies.

As they walked slowly, they talked. Because nangongyue's body was heavy, he walked much slower than ordinary people. It was only after two cups of tea that they arrived at Qingyun Wu.

Guan yubai and Xiao Yu are just outside the house. They are sitting on the stone table on the other side of the lake, facing each other. There is a chess board on the stone table, which seems to be playing chess.

As he approached, Xiao Yi couldn't help laughing. Where is playing chess? It is clearly playing with pieces of chess.

The little guy made a simple white cat face with some white and black spots. The whole person was so absorbed that he didn't know when Xiao Yi and Nangong Yue were approaching, until he heard his father's light laughter.

"Father, mother!" Dressed in an orange cat costume, the little ball immediately jumped off the stone stool and rushed to his mother. He said with a warm smile, "my mother is sitting."

The little guy cleverly offered his seat to his mother. This kind move made Nangong Yue feel very touched. He felt that his son was also his mother's intimate cotton padded jacket.

Seeing Xiao Yu holding Nangong Yue's other hand and holding her to sit down, Xiao Yi took a puff from the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart: This stinky boy knows how to compete with himself! When the little girl is born, he must teach the little boy how to love his sister, so that he will not worry about his mother all day long!

Now

Xiao Yi's eyes dropped and said with a smile, "Stinky boy, do you want to learn kung fu?"

"My father taught me!" Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly brightened. Every day, Xiao Yu looked at his father and fourth uncle. They were flying on the eaves and walls. He had been envious for a long time, but his mother said that he was still youngXiao Yi's eyes flashed with pride, and said deliberately, "Stinky boy, if you want to learn kung fu, you must be able to bear hardships. Do you want to?"

Little guy wrinkled small round face, he likes to eat sweet, do not like "bear hardships", but learn kung fu, you can fly around!

After struggling for a long time, Xiaotuan finally nodded with a solemn and stirring face.

Xiao Yi chuckled in his heart and said affectionately, "well, my father will teach you how to make horse steps first."

Xiao Yi seriously teaches the little guy to practice horse riding. Nangong Yue and Xiao Si beside him cast silent eyes. Xiao Yu is only two years old now. What kind of Kung Fu can he learn.

Nangong Yue was too lazy to take care of it. He let his father and son wrestle with each other.

Xiao Yi instructs the little guy to pose properly. Then he sits down and says, "Stinky boy, keep this posture!"

As he spoke, Xiao Yi poured the tea himself at will, and then delivered the cup to nangongyue. His eyes just swept over the stone table and fell on several silk papers beside the chessboard.

This is Xiao Yi raised her eyebrows slightly.

Guan Yu Bai also looked at the silk paper full of writing and said, "Yi, I just asked people to make a list of all the private schools and academies in southern Xinjiang."

Since Xiao Yi and he raised the problem that "some gentlemen may mislead people's children", the official language Bai was trying to figure out how to solve this hidden danger. Therefore, it was first asked to investigate the private schools and colleges in southern Xinjiang.

In addition to the names of private schools and academies, the names of their leaders and teachers are clearly listed in these lists.

Xiao Yi picked up a list and looked at it at a glance. He said thoughtfully, "Xiaobai, are you going to let those teachers in private schools and academies put on record in the government in the future?"

The official Bai nodded with a smile: "not only that, but also I'm going to give those gentlemen a test paper. First, I'll choose the best and second, I'll take this to see if they have ulterior motives..."

Xiao Yimei's eyes picked up and was about to say something when he saw an orange shadow flying towards him and exclaimed, "Dad, I will! Teach me to fly, teach me to fly... "

Xiao Yi's head aches because of the devil's voice from the little guy's head. The stinky boy's heart is still so big. After practicing horse steps for a few minutes, he wants to fly on the eaves and walk on the wall.

No one is going to save Xiao Yi. The evil he made by himself is naturally suffered by him

In Qingyun dock, the sound of bargaining between father and son is echoed, and there are many giggles in the middle.

Spring is the season of smiling

In the afternoon of that day, marquis Pingyang and yuanlingbai returned to Luoyue city from Xiye. The Marquis Pingyang came to report to Xiao Yi. As for yuanlingbai, he came back with Pingyang Hou after he finished planting trees to prevent wind and sand.

They get up and report to Xiao Yi from the outside study of Bixiao hall.

The Duke of Pingyang respectfully reported the situation of Xiye one by one, but his face was still, but his heart was surging: as he expected, if Southern Xinjiang really wanted to establish a country, he was also the founder of Yue State. His original decision was not wrong! It is better to fight under Xiao Yi than to stay in Dayu!

After waiting for Pingyang hou to report, Xiao Yi nodded slightly and said casually, "Qu Pingrui, if there is nothing else, you can take a rest for a few days and then set out to go back to Xiye."

"Yes, Prince." The Marquis of Pingyang clasped his fist, and then asked for instructions, "I have one more thing to ask for. I want to ask shiziye to allow me to take my wife and children from the king to Luoyue city."

It was just a small matter, and Xiao Yi immediately agreed.

The Marquis of Pingyang suddenly showed a happy look and thanks Xiao Yi. When he brought his family to Luoyue City, Xiao Yi naturally had no doubts about him. Later, his family could settle down here!

Now that the official and private affairs have been finished, the Marquis Pingyang also quit first. When he walked out of the study, he heard a faint cry from behind: "brother! Can we not plant trees next time? Can you get me some serious work? Even if it's building walls and training soldiers or something... "

The Marquis of Pingyang strode towards the gate of the mansion under the guidance of his boy. After leaving Bixiao hall, he directly rode back to his residence in Luoyue city.

As soon as he entered the door, qujiayue, who had heard of the news, met him and bowed his knees with a smile: "father."

Today's qujiayue wears a plum red dress with thin powder and looks radiant.

"There's no need to be polite to the moon." Pingyang Hou said with a smile.

After a few months' absence, the Marquis Pingyang could see that his daughter was much more plump than when he first came to southern Xinjiang, and there was a certain look of the past between his eyebrows and eyes. He was also quite relieved. He was about to speak again, but he noticed the bun of Qu Jiayue.

This is the hair of a girl who hasn't been out of the cabinet

The Marquis of Pingyang was surprised, but he didn't say anything.

When my daughter was killed by the second princess, she married Xi Ye. Over the years, she has suffered from this daughter. Now the country of Xiye is destroyed, and her daughter has suffered a lot

As the father and daughter talked, they walked towards the main hall. Qu Jia asked in a soft voice, "father, are you going to stay in Luoyue city this time?"The Marquis of Pingyang shook his head and said, "Shizi asked me to return to the West in three days..." He thought Qu Jiayue was staying alone in southern Xinjiang. He felt uneasy. He quickly reassured him, "Mingyue, you can stay in Luoyue city. I have asked the son of the world for advice just now, and he also agreed that I should take your mother and your brother to Luoyue city. When your mother comes, let her find a good family for you... "

Pingyang Hou stopped and looked at Qu Jiayue's eyes, showing a trace of heartache, "bright moon, let the past things pass, you will be treated as a nightmare, don't think about it any more."

Listening to her father's mention of her marriage, Qu Jiayue's eyes glistened. She curled a wisp of hair on her temples and said in a low voice, "Dad My daughter has someone in her heart. "

Facing the suspicious eyes of Pingyang Marquis, Qu Jiayue lowered her head again, half drooped her eyes, and bit her lower lip, saying, "my daughter loves the official language white."

The Marquis of Pingyang couldn't believe his ears. He was stunned on the spot, and then looked at qujiayue in some incredible way. My daughter has been in Xiye for so many years. Is it a magic barrier?!

Qu Jiayue, whose head is half down, doesn't see the look of the Marquis of Pingyang. He says to himself: "Dad, no matter his origin, status or age, official language is the most suitable person..."

As long as she can marry the official language white, then she can change her destiny, she can again become the person that people look up to, from now on, she will appear in front of people, and let others bow to her!

Thinking, Qu Jiayue's eyes flashed a touch of color, and then raised his head, the most beautiful face more faint blush, looking at the Pingyang Marquis prayed: "please father for me!"

"Ridiculous!" Pingyang Hou's anger surged in his heart, and finally he couldn't help but shout, "Mingyue, you don't have to think about this. Your father and I can't afford to lose this old face..."

The Marquis of Pingyang is not as naive as Qu Jiayue. Guanyubai is not the powerless and comfortable Marquis of Wangdu in those years. Nowadays, guanyubai is the Grand Marshal of the army and horse. He holds real power in southern Xinjiang. To put it worse, Zhennan king is nothing but Xiao Yi's decoration. But the official language is different. In this southern area, the official language Bai is just under Xiao Yi's control!

How can such a person who is above ten thousand people marry the concubines left by xiyewang?! It's a disgrace to say this, and it's just a joke!

Qu Jiayue's pretty face was slightly white and looked at Pingyang Marquis with injuries. "Dad, how can you say that about your daughter?"

Qu Jiayue clenched her fist tightly and said angrily, "at first, for the sake of the house, my daughter had already sacrificed once, but now my daughter has managed to get rid of the bitter sea and has a favorite person Why can't you help your daughter fight for it? "

As she said this, a mist appeared in her eyes. Her eyes were whirling with tears. She looked pitiful, but her heart was filled with resentment and disappointment: at the beginning, she liked Nangong Sheng and wanted to marry Nangong Sheng. Her father didn't help her, otherwise, she would not have been able to make love with Xi Ye Now, dad still refused to help her!

Over the years, the Marquis of Pingyang has been ashamed of this legitimate eldest daughter. Looking at her sad appearance, he could not help but feel soft hearted and could not bear to blame her again.

The Marquis of Pingyang heaved a long sigh and said, "Mingyue, if you want to remarry, my father doesn't object to it, but you and I have to choose the right person. As for the official language white, you don't want to think about it!"

After a pause, he said, "don't go out recently. Stay at home. Think about it carefully. Dad is for you."

According to the idea of the Marquis of Pingyang, Qu Jiayue had better marry a family with a lower family background to be his stepwife. He would not worry about food and drink in the future. If he looked after him, he would live a peaceful life. If you have good luck, your children will have a good future and enjoy the happiness of their children and grandchildren in the future.

For her good?! Qu Jiayue has a sarcastic smile on her mouth. If she is good for her, she should help her. If she has not tried, how can she know that it is impossible?! With her beauty, her talent, and her family background, what's worse than others!

Seeing the reluctance of Qu Jia Yue, the Marquis of Pingyang was more and more helpless. He had to harden his heart and put down his cruel words: "bright moon, go back to your room and reflect on yourself! If you have such unrealistic ideas, you'd better go to the West night with my father! "

With that, Pingyang Hou left with his sleeve swung, thinking: maybe it's a good idea. He took his daughter to Xiye and left here. Without the official language, his daughter's unrealistic little daughter's mind gradually faded.

West night?! Qu Jiayue's face turned whiter. She will never go back to the West!

Qu Jiayue looks at her father's back with disappointment. Her fists clench. Her eyes, washed by tears, burst into a fierce splendor. She says in her heart: it seems that her father is unreliable

As the saying goes, remarry is up to you.

For so many years, she has been in the Queen's palace of the West night. She can only rely on herself in the end!

She will never accept her fate!

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