The whole family of villains criticized her wildly, but the princess treated her with medical treatm

The eldest princess is staying here, and everyone in the prime minister's house is naturally very honored and welcomed.

Yan Xi was very happy. His illness seemed to be mostly recovered, and his face was radiant. He said in a brisk tone: "To the east of the mansion, there is a newly built Wannian Pavilion. Your Highness can move in."

This is his sister's only daughter.

When she was a child, Chang came to play at home, and he often brought Mingyue, Yan Yang, and Nanye into the palace to play with her.

Now, Qing Yuan married back to the Yan family, got married, and became the mistress of the Yan family. He even came to the house to visit his uncle, and even stayed here in order to treat his illness and save his life. He must show his loyalty as a landlord!

"Wannian Pavilion...wasn't it built for Hong'er?"

When Mu Xirui heard this, she immediately became a little unhappy, but how could she, a daughter-in-law, refute her father-in-law in public, so she could only complain secretly in her heart, "The Wannian Pavilion occupies a vast area, has wooden sills, carved railings, and fine windows and silk curtains. There are many ancient jade tripods, which cost a lot of gold and silver to build. I said before that they were prepared for the eldest grandson."

She and Yan Nanye have a son, a two-and-a-half-year-old boy named Yan Hong.

Because his son was young, he was raised by his mother and lived with her temporarily.

The Yuanzhen Building where Mu Xirui lives now is not even half of the Wannian Pavilion, and all the furniture and furnishings are ordinary, far less luxurious than the Wannian Pavilion. She was still looking forward to taking advantage of her son and moving in together.

"No need to bother, I can just live in Yangyang's house in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Mu Tingxue knew that her husband often visited this place, and that he was personally raised by his brother-in-law in his early years.

Yan Xi felt scornful: "Why is this so? Xianheng Pavilion is a few years old, not as new as Wannian Pavilion..."

"It's better to have time."

Mu Tingxue smiled slightly and said, "I also want to appreciate the traces of his youth."

Yan Yang's eyes were as bright as stars: "I wrote a calligraphy when I was young, and it is still hanging in the Xianheng Pavilion. Madam, you might as well go and review it."

"Really? Then I want to see it."

"Well, it's up to you." Yan Xi was caught off guard and was fed dog food, his smile spread all the way to his eyebrows, his eyes sparkling.

If he really can't survive this disease.

After arriving at Jiuquanxia, ​​I met my eldest brother and could tell him with peace of mind that Yan Yang was promising and had married a very good daughter-in-law, the second sister’s daughter. They were a very affectionate couple, and he, as the younger brother, also It's worthy of the trust.

Mu Xirui breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the eldest princess had been treated by her father-in-law and moved to Xianheng Pavilion.

Not a moment later.

Yan Nanye, dressed in a fox fur cloak, also returned home and enthusiastically helped the regent Changgong arrange Luo's residence. The three of them chatted about political affairs for about two hours, including the progress of the imperial examination and the excitement of leaving the party for half a month. operations, as well as Beiyu's harassment of the border and the disobedience of the new king of Lu and Bo.

When we came out of Xianheng Pavilion, it was already dark.

Passing through a section of the Fusu Corridor, Yan Nanye saw his wife, Xiao Mu, leaning against the Crescent Gate, staring at him with an unkind expression.

"Hey, who do I think you are? But you still know how to come back."

Faced with his wife's strange annoyance, Yan Nanye did not refute and had no intention of quarreling with her.

Half an hour ago, his cousin persuaded him to pay more attention to his wife and children.

He went into the room alone, poured a cup of hot tea, took out a grain of ferrous succinate given to him by his cousin, and swallowed it with the tea. What a strange name for the medicine, but he has already taken a box, and the effect is good, and his blood has recovered somewhat.

Seeing that he did not argue with her, Mu Xirui did not spare him, and continued: "I thought you were so busy. The regent and the eldest princess came to the house, and you came back in a hurry. I was sick and sent a messenger to deliver a message to you. , if I ask you to come back, you will shirk."

Yan Nanye looked at Xiaomu, who had his hands on his hips and was full of vitality and very healthy: "What's wrong with you?"

"I can't sleep!"

"My father is seriously ill and the whole family has trouble sleeping."

Yan Nanye's face was as calm as ever, and his brows were as sparse as stars. He clenched one hand into a fist and coughed repressedly on his lips.

A noble young man, as gentle as jade, with a first-class appearance and an extremely elegant temperament. Although thin, he was tall, with broad shoulders and an almost pathologically pale complexion.

"I..." Mu Xirui was very angry, and there was an evil fire in her heart.

It wasn't because of her father-in-law's illness that she couldn't sleep, but because she was tossing and turning because of loneliness. But how could she say such passionate words to this man who was colder than Jade?

Yan Nanye took out a purple pearl hairpin from his arms and handed it to her.

Mu Xirui got the hairpin and couldn't help but sit down in front of the dressing table, put her hair into a new bun, and looked in the mirror: "This is a new product from Zizhen Pavilion in Yundu. It's very fashionable. The purple pearls are so beautiful." .”

No response from the husband was heard.

Mu Xirui turned around and found that at some point, he had left and went to play with Hong'er in the inner room.

She chased after him and asked happily: "Did you buy this purple pearl hairpin especially for me?"

Yan Nanye's movement of holding his son stiffened slightly.

It was given to me by my cousin.

They were given to him along with the medicine to treat his frail disease, and he also gave him numerous instructions to give it to his wife himself.

"Humph, you still have a conscience." Mrs. Komaki had already finished thinking about it. She gently stroked the huge purple pearl on the hairpin with a slender jade hand, and looked at him with watery eyes.

It was a rare occasion for her husband to come back to spend time with her and their children, and he also bought very expensive and beautiful jewelry. Her heart was extremely excited, and she immediately prepared plum soup, a warm spring, and sprinkled with plum petals.

I was planning to have a mandarin duck bath.

Take good care of it.

Who would have thought that after she finished scattering the petals and spices, she returned to the inner room and saw that Yan Nanye was extremely tired and fell asleep beside her son's crib. Under the long and thick eyelashes, there are obvious dark circles.

The smile on Mr. Komaki's face disappeared, and he felt disappointed.

*. *. *

Xianheng Pavilion.

Mu Tingxue raised her head, looked at the carefully framed calligraphy in the center of the hall, and read out: "Han Hong Guang Da, Tao Wu Xian Heng."

This sentence is taken from the "Book of Changes".

It means that the earth is all-encompassing, tolerates nothing, contains beauty, and everything goes smoothly.

"What do you think, madam?"

"puff."

Mu Tingxue was so amused by this title, "Xiangong's handwriting is of course second-rate. The writing style is free and easy, youthful and graceful, without any craftsmanship."

The corners of Yan Yang's lips rose.

Mu Tingxue continued to praise: "Unexpectedly, my husband had high ambitions when he was young. He just wanted the country to be safe and peaceful, and everything to be prosperous."

Yan Yang hugged her from behind, placed his chin on the top of her head, and rubbed her gently.

What else can satisfy a man more than the praise of his beloved?

"what is that?"

Mu Tingxue saw a small bamboo toy on the table. It was quite old.

"Bamboo dragonfly."

Yan Yang narrowed his eyes, seeming to recall that carefree time, "It was given to me by Nanye for my birthday when I was a child. We played together in the garden, and with a twist in our hands, we could fly into the sky. "

Mu Tingxue smiled and said, "You two brothers have a really good relationship."

"My brother-in-law is seriously ill. He worked hard and couldn't sleep for more than two hours every night in Shangshu Province." Yan Yang sighed softly, "Fortunately, you have medicine that can cure the weak disease, otherwise I will die of illness and exhaustion sooner or later."

The Shangshu Province is the busiest and most tiring department among the three provinces, and the one with the most serious party disputes.

"I will cure my uncle as soon as possible, and my second cousin will not be so stressed."

Mu Tingxue thought of the purple pearl hairpin, "He will have more time and energy to cultivate a relationship with his wife."

"Both of them...difficult."