I turned the cold palace into a paradise

"who are you?"

Yunyue grinned: "Oh, me, come to think of it, we are old acquaintances. Hello, ex-husband, I am Yunyue!"

Xiao Yinmo's pupils trembled and he looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

She is Yunyue? How could it be! Didn’t she die in less than half a year after entering the cold palace in her previous life?

Scenes flashed through Xiao Yinmo's mind. The two lives were intertwined, making him unable to tell whether it was a dream or reality.

"My dear brother, I gave up my wedding night with Concubine Yun to you last night. Look how good I am to you. Even though it was like this, I still made you and the Crown Princess happy. Alas, if it wasn't for you, how could I give up such a beauty?"

"My dear brother, I have banished Concubine Yun to the cold palace, and the Yun family has been exiled to the frontier. Alas, I don't want this either. Yun Yue is really pretty, but what can I do? It's all my fault, my dear brother. If you honestly hand over the Golden Dragon Guard, I will fulfill your wish and send that beauty to accompany you."

"My dear brother, I have some bad news for you. Your Crown Princess, my Consort Yun, died in the cold palace yesterday. It's a pity that such a beauty died like this. By the way, the imperial physician said that she is pregnant with your child, but that child is also unlucky. It's a pity that your only flesh and blood is gone,"

"..."

But the poor woman who should have died tragically half a year ago was now sitting in front of him, talking and laughing. What was the problem? Did his rebirth change the original trajectory?

"Hey, why aren't you talking? Let me tell you, although I am the concubine of that damn emperor, I am not in the same group with him, otherwise why would I be staying in this cold palace." Yun Yue is not the kind of person who doesn't have a mouth. If she doesn't explain clearly to him during such a great opportunity, what if he turns over in the future and misunderstands that she is having an affair with that damn emperor? Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

"Yeah, I know." Xiao Yinmo had a complicated expression.

"That's good to know. Since we are old friends, you should stay here for a while. You are seriously injured and it is not suitable for you to move around."

"Well, thank you, Yun...Yue."

"No big deal." Let him owe me a favor now. It will be good for me and my child in the future. Even if it doesn't succeed, it won't affect me.

Xiao Yinmo looked around and asked, "Where's the child?"

"Oh, you mean Fubao, he is... No, how do you know there is a child?" Has he woken up in the space?

"It's just what you think."

Yunyue’s mind was working rapidly, thinking about how to write the story.

"Fubao is my child." Xiao Yinmo said with certainty and a smile.

Yun Yue exploded: "What do you mean your child? That's my child, I gave birth to it!!!"

Looking at the furious Yunyue, Xiao Yinmo suddenly felt like laughing.

He asked, "Except for the wedding night, has my second brother never touched you?"

Yunyue searched her memory and found that it was true.

"So what?"

"On our wedding night, he drugged you and me. I was the one in the bridal chamber that day..." Although it was not intentional, Xiao Yinmo still felt guilty. But now he felt a little happy.

Yun Yue rolled her eyes. Sure enough, it was the same as she had guessed. She had guessed it when she saw how similar Fu Bao and Xiao Yinmo looked.

"Tsk, the dog emperor is really shameless. With his rotten heart, he will have no asshole when he gives birth to a child in the future. I wish him infertility and a large family..." How can there be such a shameless person? Although the original body would have become the prince if nothing unexpected happened, can it be the same? On the wedding night, she drugged another man and made him sleep with her. What's the difference between this and rape. He really doesn't treat women as human beings!

Seeing Yun Yue scolding him endlessly, Xiao Yinmo didn't dare to say anything. He was afraid of being scolded...

After Yun Yue had finished scolding, she remembered the injured person beside her.

"Hey, I've finished my chicken soup. Let's get better and leave!" I was really smart. I scolded him so much that he didn't dare to ask about the space anymore. Hehe.

Looking at the time, it was five o'clock. Yunyue made arrangements for Xiao Yinmo and went to the concubine to pick up the child.

"Just lie down on the bed and don't make any noise. I'm going to pick up the child."

Xiao Yinmo nodded obediently.

Yunyue then left with satisfaction.

As soon as I arrived at the Queen Mother's courtyard, I heard everyone's cheers of surprise.

"Why do you come so early? Sleep a little longer!" Seeing Yunyue coming in, Concubine Wang grumbled a little disappointedly.

"What time is it now? I won't sleep any more tonight."

"Yunyue, come quickly, Fubao will turn over!" Yu Xiyun pulled Yunyue over excitedly.

"What! My Bao is so tender and powerful!" Yunyue came closer and saw Li Wanhua putting Fubao on the bed. Fubao fluttered his legs and hands, and with a little effort, he turned over.

There was another round of applause.

When Fubao saw Yunyue coming, he waved at Yunyue and asked Yunyue to hold him.

Yunyue gently picked up Fubao and kissed his soft and tender face: "Oh my baby, do you miss me?"

Fubao was smiling so much that his saliva was flowing out.

"This heartless boy, we have been playing with him for so long, but his smile is not as sweet as Yunyue's." Concubine Dowager Wang's words sounded sour.

Yunyue became proud: "That's not a big deal, after all he crawled out of my belly. Well, goodbye to my godmothers and grandmothers."

"Okay, everyone go away! Why are you still standing here with me when your child is gone!" Princess Dowager Wang waved her hand with a look of disgust.

Everyone had some fun again before leaving.

The bustling room fell silent like boiling water out of the stove.

Madam Xu thought to herself, if only the Crown Prince were here, so that she could have more children. The Concubine Dowager wouldn't be lonely...

Yun Yue carried Fu Bao into the house and placed him next to Xiao Yinmo's pillow: "Here. My son! Okay, your son. You take care of him for a while." Since she already knew that Fu Bao was their child, Yun Yue would not be stupid enough to take Fu Bao and deny his father. Not wanting him to be without a father since childhood was one thing, but on the other hand, Xiao Yinmo and that dog emperor would definitely compete for the throne.

Yunyue felt that the prince, who was loved by everyone, had a better chance of winning. Why not let the father and son cultivate their relationship now? What are they waiting for?

If Xiao Yinmo doesn't behave like a human being in the future, it won't be too late for him to take Fubao away. He is still young now, he just needs to enjoy the love of his parents, and we can talk about the future later.

Perhaps it was the magic of the blood between father and son that made Xiao Fubao particularly like the man in front of him. He grabbed Xiao Yinmo's hair with his little hands and giggled.

Xiao Yinmo's eyes were full of smiles. He carefully poked his chubby little face with his hand.

In the previous life, because of those years in the secret room, his body was already damaged, and he was alone until his death.

This was his son, his only son in two lifetimes. A strange feeling welled up in his heart, sour and soft...

When Xiao Yinmo thought about how he was so little and cute in his previous life and disappeared with his mother before he was born, he wanted to kill the second brother with his own hands immediately.

As if knowing how upset Xiao Yinmo was, Xiao Fubao turned over and lay on Xiao Yinmo's face. He waved his little hands violently, hitting Xiao Yinmo's face with loud slapping sounds.

"My son is quite strong!"

Xiao Yinmo was in pain and happy at the same time.

Yunyue saw this scene and smiled with satisfaction.

The setting sun outside the window casts a soft halo on the horizon, just like a gentle woman dancing gently. At this moment, the world is gently embraced by the afterglow of the setting sun, as if everything is purified in this beauty.