As soon as she opened her eyes, she was forcibly carried back to the East Palace by the paranoid pri

Duan Zan had not yet nestled comfortably in the arms of his beautiful concubine for a few days when he was informed by his clan about the internal recommendation. He was told to pack his bags and lead his servants to Yuncheng to report for appointment. Then he would have to take up the position of magistrate of a poor county he had never even heard of!

He picked up his coat in anger and tried to get off the bed. After a long quarrel last night, the maid was still in a daze. She timidly shrank into Duan Zan's thin chest and pulled the quilt, "Master, please stay with me for a little longer."

"Get out!" Duan Zan shouted with a sullen face, pushing the person in his arms away and shouting to the outside, "Come in and serve me!"

When the door opened, it was the servant who had delivered the message. The maid screamed and huddled in the corner, tightly wrapped in a brocade quilt.

The servant was clumsy and took a long time to button up the jade buttons on Duan Zan's brocade robe.

"Snapped!"

Duan Zan slapped the servant impatiently, then walked out the door anxiously, holding his outer robe.

He called for a sedan chair and went to the inner house first. The clan elders seemed to have known that he would cause trouble.

The elder's face was full of wrinkles, and he sighed to him, "Young Master, it would be good for you to go out and gain some experience. You can't be idle any longer."

Duan Zan's mind suddenly became clear for the first time at this moment. He said blankly, "You have always called me Young Master. You have always called me Young Master!"

"I'm going to have a legitimate brother, right? That's why you asked me to get out, right?!"

"Don't blame your mother. It was all decided by us. Your mother has been blocking for you for a long time. She didn't want to adopt another child. We forced her to do it. Young Master, you will always be the legitimate young master." The Great Elder comforted him with a kind tone.

Duan Zan ran towards the inner three houses like a madman without caring about anything, and even didn't take the sedan chair!

He was going to beg his mother! He could accept having a legitimate brother, but he absolutely did not want to leave the Duan family and go out to suffer!

"Mother! Mother!"

The main door of the inner three houses was tightly closed. Manager Ma pulled Duan Zan and said, "Hey! Master, the mistress is not at the Duan family. She has important matters outside these days and will not be back!"

Duan Zan was sitting outside waiting, and Manager Ma was tactful enough to stop trying to persuade him, but just moved a chair for him.

In the inner courtyard of the house, a handsome thirteen-year-old boy knelt upright and served tea, speaking respectfully, "Mother!"

He Yue took the cup and took a sip. Qing Shu's face was warm as she bent down and helped him up. "In two days, go to the sacrificial hall to continue. Then you will be my child."

If you ignore Duan Zan's shouts from outside the house from time to time, this would truly be a scene of a loving mother and a filial son.

Duan Chuanhe, who is three years younger than Duan Zan, was also a candidate that Duan Qidai had considered adopting. However, because he was too young, Duan Qidai finally chose Duan Zan.

After many twists and turns, Duan Chuanhe finally became the legitimate son, which shows how fate can turn around.

He Yue was satisfied with Duan Chuanhe. At least he was much more scheming than his peers and even Duan Zan. Although it was the first time they met, Duan Chuanhe still showed admiration and familiarity.

"The person outside is your brother, you must go and meet him." He Yue asked him, as if it was just a casual remark without any deep meaning.

Duan Chuanhe scratched his head and shook his head, looking embarrassed, even his ears were flushed, he lowered his head and replied, "It's too sudden for my son to go to see my brother as a legitimate younger brother. It's better for my son to prepare a small gift and go to see him according to etiquette."

He Yue smiled and said "oh", her already extraordinary appearance suddenly became even more dazzling.

She was sitting on a chair, slightly shorter than the standing Duan Chuanhe. She raised her eyes, with no emotion in them, but her tone was very comfortable, "It's better to follow the etiquette. Etiquette can never be wrong."

Duan Chuanhe also laughed, his face was innocent, but his palms and back were sweating. The winter wind was biting, and the wind stuck to his back tightly. He felt as if his skin was being peeled off and his bones were pulled out!

This airtight mistress, whose name was hidden, had a lazy and languid posture. From the first moment he saw her, his whole body was filled with fear.

It turns out that Duan Zan had such a mother this year.

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In the Nan Wang's palace, the Nan Wang looked at Ning Rushong who was dressed in casual clothes, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that the once indifferent and cold Majesty had become even more indifferent, like the cold snow on the mountains, which might never melt again.

"I heard that Emperor Jingmu went crazy, so I came to take a look." Ning Rushong told King Nan why he came.

The Southern Prince's expression froze, he wiped his face with his hand, and suddenly became distressed, "He is indeed crazy, and Queen Mother He pushed him too far."

Now he doesn't even want to call her sister anymore, which shows that this family affection as deep as the sea cannot withstand the consumption over the years.

"He just has the mind of a child now, there's nothing to be proud of." King Nan was about to refuse indirectly when he looked into Ning Rushong's cold eyes.

"Bring the people here!" King Nan could only order the guards not far away, and then turned to Ning Rusong and said in a weaker tone, "Emperor Jingmu is your father after all. He is different now. If he says something wrong or does something wrong, you should bear with him."

The words of Prince Nan actually showed that he was protecting Emperor Jingmu. Ning Rushong stroked the incense ash beads on his wrist. Look, it was really able to mislead people. In just one year, Prince Nan's mind had changed.

The secret agent reported that Empress Dowager He was now imprisoned in her own courtyard by Prince Nan, but Ning Rushong would not interfere too much as Prince Nan knew what to do.

When Emperor Jingmu was brought in by the guards, Ning Rushong almost couldn't recognize him.

She no longer wore the same old moon-white dress, but a fine brocade robe as green as a thousand mountains, with three jade rings on her waist, a rosary on her right wrist, and a peace-lock bracelet on her left hand to ensure safety.

Looking closely, Emperor Jingmu was well taken care of, and looked younger than he was a year ago. People who didn't know him would think he was only 27 or 28 years old. His dignified and cold look was no longer unapproachable, but rather tinged with childishness.

As soon as he arrived, he timidly hid behind King Nan. The silver bell of the safety lock made an almost unnoticeable sound. King Nan clicked his tongue and stretched out a hand for him to hold before he calmed down.

"Your Majesty, you see, he is like this now. I will keep a close eye on him for you. He will do as the Empress Dowager He said and stay in the He Mansion for the rest of his life."