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Yuan Cixian has been changing for a long time.
Lu Shiqing knew that she had been bored for the whole month and was very irritated. She was very rare to go out to see the spring and breathe. She didn't want to make her feel excited. She thought at most that she was late and it was nothing, so she didn't urge her.
After all, when it comes to Uighur affairs, he is not more active, so the saint is relieved.
He was idle and got up to see the child.
Two carts in the bedroom were leaning side by side. Lu Yuanshu was sleeping and breathing was very well-proportioned. Lu Yuanzhen woke up and looked at his sister with his eyes open. Maybe he felt that it was too tired to lie flat and look at him in a slant. So he kicked his feet and shook his shoulders, trying to turn himself over and look at him sideways. However, his muscles and bones were too tender and they didn't have enough strength. He couldn't turn it over, and his little face turned red with force.
Lu Shiqing saw his intentions clearly and found it funny for a moment. He stepped forward and helped his son turn over successfully.
But Lu Yuanzhen didn't seem to like him, so he looked at him with grievance, and then wanted to turn himself back.
It's really hard to deal with.
Lu Shiqing had to level him up again, and then he saw that he returned to the situation where he had tried to turn over.
He understood. His son is a stubborn person and likes to rely on himself.
He stood by the side with leisurely eyes. After he finally tried his best to push himself over, he reached out to pick him up and lowered his head and said, "I'm a little ancestor like your mother. Are you satisfied now?"
Lu Yuanzhen didn't understand and smiled at him, as if he was very interested in the new official robe on him. His butt was swaying his arms, but his little hands climbed up to his laces and scratched him.
Lu Shiqing glanced at his wrinkled clothes: "Your mother just leveled it." As he said that, he pushed away his little hand, then pushed him, and signaled him to be more content.
But Lu Yuanzhen was unhappy now. He slapped his mouth and looked like he was about to cry for him to show him.
Lu Shiqing felt that he could spoil his daughter but not to be pampered with his son. When his face darkened, it probably meant "If you have the ability, you will cry."
Then Lu Yuanzhen cried, but not with his eyes.
When Lu Shiqing felt a sense of wetness spreading in the bend of his arms, it was too late. Lu Yuanzhen peed into his hands so smoothly.
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Yuan Cixian changed her clothes and came out. What he saw was Lu Shiqing throwing the child back to the car like a flying car. He was extremely shocked and carrying a wet and watery sleeve.
She was stunned and reacted and looked at him in a daze. Then, she looked at Lu Yuanzhen in the car, and her son was still laughing desperately, as if she didn't feel that she had caused any disaster.
Yuan Cixian went forward with laughter and tears, asking Shi Cui and Zhuozhi to take care of the children quickly, then picked Lu Shiqing's clean sleeve, grabbed him and pulled him into the clean room, and said, "Just this little skill, how did you mess with Yuan Zhen?"
She originally wanted to go to Gu's son, after all, Lu Shiqing is so big. But when she thought of his obsession with cleanliness, she couldn't give him to the two maids, so she personally pulled the stunned person over.
Lu Shiqing's face was so dark that he could even grind it out. It took him a long time to come back to his senses. He paused, as if he had finally remembered something, and he was about to spit his legs to teach his son a lesson. Yuan Cixian stopped him: "It's great, can you beat him up? It's important to change his clothes!"
If it weren't for the biological son, Lu Shiqing would probably have exploded on the spot now.
He endured all the way, and when he arrived at the pure room, he suddenly realized: Where did he get the clothes for him? The newly promoted official position is now in this brand new outfit!
Yuan Cixian obviously reacted, looked at him for a while, and took off his belt. He had to scrub it even if he had to change it. It was hard to use this delicious outfit to receive the Uighur envoy.
However, the doll who has just finished the term only eats milk, is actually quite clean and has no scent. However, Lu Shiqing can't overcome the climax of being obsessed with cleanliness, so she trembled her eyelashes, gritted her teeth tightly, and closed her eyes and tossed her out and off.
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When the official robe was quickly dried, it was already much late for Yuan Cixian and Lu Shiqing to enter the palace, and they missed the big scene of the Huining Emperor's envoys in front of him. I heard that the Uighurs had already fallen, and Princess Jiahu was invited by the queen to enjoy the lake view by the Taiye Pool. Other princes, several clan relatives and officials were accompanied.
Yuan Cixian knew as soon as he heard that the saint gave the burden of promoting marriage to the queen. Those princes of the right age were actually given to Princess Jiahu. As for clan relatives like Brother, there were several officials who were probably old-fashioned. They just went through the motions and acted as foils, and told the scene not to be too boring. It would be better not let the princess tell at a glance that she was called "son-in-law" so as not to make her embarrassed and shy.
When Yuan Cixian walked Lu Shiqing to Taiye Pool, there was a happy scene in the pavilion by the lake.
Queen Liang sat at the top, and the legendary Princess Jiahu was about the legendary long skirt with a white background and gold pattern. She was wearing a long folded collar with a cone-shaped Uighur bun and tied up high, with a beautiful jade. Her face looked very delicate, with a high nose and deep eyes. Although her honey-colored skin did not conform to the aesthetics of Dazhou, it exuded a unique charm.
Looking around, there were a circle of nobles from the Tian family with extraordinary temperament. The sixth and nineth brothers were there, and even the thirteenth prince gathered together to accompany him. When talking about the number of young talents, it was several times more than when she saw Zheng Zhuo in Furong Garden two years ago.
Lu Shiqing looked at her eyes that were envious or not, and turned her head and asked, "Envy?"
Yuan Cixian shook her head quickly and looked proud: "I'm not many, but I'm so serious. I've picked all the best ones away. The rest is to line up from Yanxingmen to Xishi. What else can I envy?"
Lu Shiqing smiled very much and took her to her side, only to say that after returning, he really should have her mouth sucked to see if she could make honey.
The two of them did not intend to attract everyone's attention, but they could not. In terms of identity, one was the prime minister and the other was the prince's daughter. In terms of appearance, it was a bit exaggerated. Before they could approach, the pavilion was lit up. Several people looked at this side, first looking at Lu Shiqing, who was promoted and worshipped by the prime minister, and then looking at his beautiful wife beside him.
Lu Shiqing also glanced at Yuan Cixian.
She said that goose yellow and purple are very good, so she wore this colored ru skirt. The style of the ru skirt is nothing special, so it would not be overwhelming, but the color is good and eye-catching. If she hadn't lit a flower on her forehead and a woman's bun on her head, she would have been so tender that she would pinch out water as if she had a little force on her eyes.
This dress was really too scheming. Looking at the makeup, it seemed light but actually exquisite. Without heavy makeup, it showed her true colors and looks even more stunning.
Lu Shiqing regretted taking her out now. In order to relieve her, he was a little worried now.
Not to mention others, just talk about the ninth prince Zheng Pei. If it weren’t for the shameful seasickness in Furong Garden, I realized that I could not raise my head in front of Yuan Cixian, and later I was forced to be forced by the saint to not be allowed to interact with her, and I might have harassed her. Now I don’t know if I have completely cut off my thoughts.
When the queen saw the two of them coming, she greeted them enthusiastically.
Lu Shiqing said it was too late to apologize. The queen only said that it was not a big deal. Her eyes fell on his wrinkled sleeves for some reason. She quickly moved away and asked them to sit down, and then introduced her to Princess Jiahu.
Jia Hu looked at them and narrowed his eyes and smiled: "I know Mr. Lu. I met him in the palace earlier." He also said Yuan Cixian, "Is this really Mrs. Lu?"
Yuan Cixian's smile remained unchanged, and she felt a little surprised. Why, she looked at what was different? But before she could have a problem, Jia Hu had already continued: "If it weren't for the Empress's recommendation, I would have thought that he was the little lady of the Lu Mansion. But when Mr. Lu's age seems to be inconsistent with him."
"..." This is too much praise for her youth. Lu Shiqing is just six years older than her, so she hasn't been able to give birth to such a big daughter.
Yuan Cixian turned her head and saw that his face was dark. But what could she say? She had to look at the occasion. She was surrounded by nobles from the Tian family. She had to go back and coax Lu Shiqing, who was regarded as her father. Now she only used the words "The princess is joking."
After she said this, she caught a gloating look on Yuan Yu's face with gloating. When she went forward, Zheng Zhuo also had a faint smile on his face.
Seeing this, she subconsciously glanced at his hand holding the tea cup. He used his left hand and his right hand was hidden in his wide sleeve, and there was no sign of injury.
Seeing her frowning, Zheng Zhuo pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes wide and clear, and he looked like comforting her.
Yuan Cixian felt even more upset when she saw the smile.
She really couldn't get Zheng Zhuo like this with the man who had killed the donkey in her dream. She remembered Lu Shiqing's earlier analysis that Zheng Zhuo and the Yuan family might just be a scene he arranged, and her heart was even more shaken. She was getting along all the way, and when she gave up her life on the night of giving birth, she would sacrifice her life to save her. She would be a bit unreasonable to regard him as an unforgivable person because of the voices of the people in her dream.
Although she also knew the reason why Zheng Zhuo saved her at all costs that day. To put it bluntly, it was due to his affection for Lu Shiqing.
It was because of him that Lu Shiqing went to the Uighurs to take risks and win the support of Khan. When something happened to her at this moment, he was responsible for it. No matter how she had any mistakes, he would have no shame to see Lu Shiqing again.
But no matter what he did, or who saved her, she was grateful. She was a person who was very particular about repaying her favors, and she couldn't feel at ease with the favors she couldn't repay.
After the accident last time, she wanted to visit Zheng Zhuo, but she had lost half her life and was unable to get up. In addition, because Lu Shiqing could not determine the reason for the leak of the secret passage, he immediately decided to give up that path, block the mechanism, and temporarily stopped secret communication with him. She could only learn about his current situation through the mouths of others. Because the situation in the court was tense, the saint began to target the Lu family, so he didn't have the chance to say a few words to him in person after the confinement period.
She was in a daze when she suddenly felt a big palm overturning and gently cage her hand.
She turned her head and looked at Lu Shiqing, and saw that he also smiled at her comforting herself, and then wrote a few words on the back of her hand: It's okay.
If it was Zheng Zhuo's injury, it would be impossible to be completely fine. Yuan Cixian knew this kind of turbulent things. In the future, if he wanted to use weapons, he would never be able to do anything. This sentence is fine, but it just means that there will be no problems in daily life.
She sighed depressedly, but she didn't show her face, but only looked very interested, and the audience was talking and laughing.
The queen seemed to have mentioned some gift at this time, and she noticed that Jia Hu had built a bunch of exquisite boxes high up, which looked like a gift prepared by several princes, each one, as if she was pleased with her.
It is only because the princes cannot be so dedicated. It must be that the emperor's order is hard to violate. It seems that the saint has taken great pains to promote this in-laws and drove all his sons to the shelves.
She heard the queen say, "Liu Lang is really determined, but his injuries have not been healed. He has taken time and effort to carve such a clever jade rabbit with his own hands."
Yuan Cixian choked in the bottom of her throat, thinking that it was impossible. Zheng Zhuo still has the ability to carve jade pendants with one hand?
When he saw him open his mouth when he heard this, he seemed to want to explain that it was not his charlatan, but he just asked someone to buy it. But when he saw that the queen had turned the conversation away, he couldn't speak.
Yuan Cixian looked at Lu Shiqing with an expression of "It's so wonderful, it seems there is mystery inside."
Lu Shiqing smiled lightly and pinched her hand bones, implying that she didn't have to worry too much.
The queen then asked Jia Hu, who was satisfied with the toys he received. Jia Hu nodded with a smile. Just when everyone said she would say a few polite words, she heard her say, "But there are still many here who don't give me gifts."
An old minister accidentally let out a "uh".
This Uighur princess is straightforward in praising people, and is also very straightforward in asking for things.
The queen didn't expect her to say this, and then she could only continue, "Yes, who else has prepared a gift? Come on."
Several officials and relatives all looked embarrassed. The saint did not say that they would be diligent.
Just as everyone was looking at their noses and their hearts were a little embarrassed, Jia Hu cleared himself up and pointed to the person who was on the lower head and said, "This..." She paused halfway through her speech, and then smiled embarrassedly, "I don't remember the general whose surname is, what gift did you bring to me?"
Yuan Yu, who was clicked, raised his head, looked left and right, and found that everyone's eyes were focused on him, so he realized that he pointed to his nose and said, "Me?"
Yuan Cixian was also stunned and quickly gave her brother a wink. At this time, he said he was afraid that he would be unlucky if he was not prepared. He had to make one of them now!
Of course, Yuan Yu was not stupid either. After getting a hint from his sister, he quickly replied: "Princess Lao doesn't bother me. The gifts he prepared are not so good, but just a few boxes of ointments made by his father. According to legend, they can moisturize the skin."
"..." Everyone was stunned. It was so nasty. Yuan Shichen was stupid. Isn't this saying implying that the princess's skin color was not white enough?
Just when Yuan Cixian was having a headache and holding his forehead, Shangshou Jiahu said in surprise and joy, then held his face in one hand and pointed at Yuan Yu with the other hand and said, "This is good! Try it for me!"
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Chapter completed!