Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 587 You Ning... (one more)
Where the bound silk is curled up, there is a line of small characters looming.

This line of characters is at the very edge of the painting heart, and it was just pressed by the binding before, so it cannot be found.Now that the hemming has been opened, a small section of that line of writing is exposed.

It must be that when this painting was mounted, the cutting was afraid that the overall layout of the painting would be affected by cutting too much, so I kept this line of words.

The queen gently lifted the wrapping silk, and the line of words was clearly exposed.

You Ning's master is a big slob.

The font is extremely crooked and immature, and the word "lazy" is misspelled, it looks like it was written by a child.

The queen looked at the word, "You Ning..."

Youning, Youning...

As she repeated the name over and over, her heart ached more and more, and her head ached more and more.

She was in a trance, and there seemed to be a fiery red in front of her eyes, during which there was the weak cry of a baby.

"The Empress!"

Mai Dong's exclamation came from the door.

Mai Dong quickly ran to the Queen's side, hurriedly supported her, looked at her pale face and asked, "Your Majesty is not feeling well?"

The queen shook her head slowly, "Xu Shi got up in a hurry just now, and felt a little dizzy."

Mai Dong heaved a sigh of relief, carefully helped her to sit down, and said, "It's still an hour before lunch, why don't you have some dim sum first? Today's dim sum has flower cakes stuffed with roses, which was just delivered from the imperial dining room Yes, it's still hot."

The queen's face was as usual, "I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made."

"Then the empress rests first, and the servant girl will do it now."

The queen nodded, "You go."

Mai Dong worriedly gave a few more instructions before leaving.

The queen got up again, stretched out her hand to remove the binding, and gently stroked the two words, You Ning, with her slender and pale fingers.

You Ning.

The head started to hurt again.

The queen let go of her hand, trying not to think about anything, and started to make syrup.

Screening, beating head, aging, pulp raising, pulping water, after a series of meticulous procedures, the pulp water for repair is ready.

The queen touched the line of writing for a while, and then began to deal with the silk cloth, repairing it carefully.

That line of childish characters was firmly covered under the silk cloth, leaving no traces visible.

Night falls.

The heavy snow that fell for many days finally had the intention to stop, and there were only sporadic snowflakes.

The white snow illuminates the world brightly.

Emperor Qingming stepped into the hall under the snow light.

The ruthlessness and coldness on his face were also well hidden at the moment of entering the hall, he smiled warmly, and asked in a warm voice, "How is Ayao today?"

The queen got up and was meticulous in blessing, "Your Majesty."

Emperor Qingming stepped forward to hold her hand and helped her up, "For more than ten years, Ayao has always refused to lose these etiquettes. You and I, husband and wife, don't need to care about these things."

The emperor didn't argue, just let him sit down at the dining table.

Emperor Qingming looked at her with a smile, "I heard that you repaired the painting today? I didn't know you still had this ability."

The queen lowered her eyes, "If it wasn't for seeing that the painting was broken, I wouldn't know that I would do this."

Emperor Qingming smiled and said, "Ding's poems and books are heirs to the family, and Master Yuezhang also values ​​you as the eldest daughter, so naturally he must be carefully educated. These instincts are something carried in the flesh and blood."

"instinct……"

The Queen repeated it in a murmur.

Emperor Qingming saw her expression and asked, "Ayao has something on her mind?"

The queen shook her head, "Tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, and my concubine wants to see the lanterns."

Emperor Qingming said, "I'm afraid it will be very cold after the snow stops. If you like lanterns, when the weather is warmer, I will make the whole city full of lanterns. How about you go and enjoy them?"

The gleam of light on the queen's face dimmed, "No need, my concubine doesn't want to see that much."

Emperor Qingming lowered his eyes slightly.

After more than ten years of husband and wife, there seems to be a thick wall between A Yao's heart and him. No matter how hard he tries, A Yao has never been close to him.

Do not fight or grab, do not demand, do not refute.

He said, "Since Ah Yao wants to watch the lanterns tomorrow, then tomorrow will be."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The queen's expression was respectful, and the fading light on her face never returned because of his response.
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On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Shangyuan Festival.

Han Youning opened his eyes dimly, and heard voices outside.

"My lord, why don't you help me make one too?" It was the sixth brother's voice.

"I remember, you said that you are very good at making Kongming lanterns."

"I don't have the strength in my hands. Now you help me do it, and when you get old and can't move, I will help you do it."

Zhao Chengyuan said calmly, "This king has a son, so I don't need your help."

"Then what if my sister gave birth to a daughter?" Chen Hengge shook his head in disappointment at him, "It turns out that you are not exempt, and only want to let women carry on the family line."

"How can you be sure that this king and princess are just such a child?"

"Forget it if you don't want to help." Chen Hengge said quietly, "I heard that Duke Ding is coming back, I have to persuade my sister to go back to the Duke's mansion to stay longer and spend more time with my father."

Zhao Chengyuan said, "Tell me, how to do it?"

Chen Hengge became excited, "Make it bigger for me, and write a big word 'Chen' on it! With me here, our Chen family will be considered dead!"

"Slow down your voice." Zhao Chengyuan stopped him.

Han Youning smiled.

That's right, with Sixth Brother here, the Chen family would not be gone.

This Lantern Festival, it is time to put a few lamps from the Chen family.

After washing, she put on a thick padded jacket and trousers, wrapped in a cloak, and left the bedroom.

The snow had stopped, and the sky and the earth had become clear, and there were several snowmen, big and small, piled up in the courtyard.

"Sister, we are making Kongming lanterns!"

Seeing his younger sister coming out, Chen Hengge rushed forward affectionately.

The little short leg didn't take a few steps before his collar was picked up, and his calf was kicking and kicking in the air.

He yelled, "Put me down!"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "The princess is pregnant, you should stay away from her in the future."

Seeing Chen Hengge reluctantly agreed, Fang let him go.

Chen Hengge walked up to Han Youning, held her hand and raised his head and asked, "My lord is so violent, I don't think he will treat children too gently in the future, sister, you have to have a plan in mind!"

Han Youning laughed, and roughly guessed what Sixth Brother was planning.

"Then tell me, how do I plan?"

Chen Hengge rubbed his chin, "The child still needs to be pampered and raised. I think my yard is quite big, why not set aside two rooms for my nephew to live in, and let me watch over them on weekdays."

Zhao Chengyuan said lightly, "Ye Chang, take the seventh son to practice martial arts."

"okay!"

Ye Chang leaped in from the wall, picked up Chen Hengge and jumped out of the yard again, Chen Hengge yelled, "Sister, did you see that! My nephew will be treated like this in the future!"

Zhao Chengyuan took Han Youning into the hall, while clarifying for himself, "Of course I can't take my child like this, just be more patient."

Han Youning tilted his head and looked at him, "How can the prince be sure that this child must be a son?"

Zhao Chengyuan said, "I had a dream last night. I dreamed that it was a son who was quite good-looking."

Han Youning looked at him amusedly, "You can believe in dreams."

　Momo wants to change the title of the book, and there have been more little fairies complaining about the title recently
　　Momo decided, change!
　　Come together and give Momo some inspiration~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)