"I know that today's announcement is a little hasty. However, it will be a while before Concubine Jade gives birth to a dragon, so there is no rush to have a baby."

"The Emperor's Holy Ming."

After going down to court, all the ministers left in twos and threes. Tong Luofeng also left the hall. Not to mention that he didn't understand others. After arguing with Tong Luoyang for so long, he naturally knew his temper.

He could marry another woman in order to consolidate the throne and have royal descendants. But wasn't Long Xinyu the only one in his heart for the throne? Did he change his mind just because of the imperial grandmother's obstruction?

Tong Luoyang, in your mind, can the position of queen be transferred at will? If I married Tang Rao and you married Tang Jiao because he was a prince and fought for the throne by any means, then what about now? The dignified Tiansheng Dynasty.

As the king of a country, can anyone threaten you?

Could it be that Princess Mingyu threatened you with the life of her child?

The more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became, so I turned around and walked out of the palace.

What he couldn't understand was Tong Luoyang's sudden change of heart, and what he was even more worried about was that Long Xinyu was injured. They had been separated and reunited several times, and they had managed to survive until now, and were they forced to separate again?

Xinyu, where are you now?

Somehow, he actually returned to his palace. He hadn't been back for several days, and he was a little confused when he saw the plaque above his head. As soon as he entered the door, he heard the sound of reading loudly in the courtyard, and the twins shouted in unison.

I didn’t know that the child has reached the age where he can recite poems.

Long Boots stopped unconsciously and saw a woman with long, wiry hair and a smiling face under the banyan tree in the distance. There was a large piece of embroidery in front of her. Opposite the embroidery table, two young children were holding letters and reading, such complicated ancient works.

I don’t know if a child at such a young age can understand the words.

For a moment, he actually felt that he was so far away from this home.

He sighed and stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do. The younger son noticed him first and shouted, "Ama." After saying that, he put down the bamboo slips and ran towards Tong Luofeng.

The little man still had trouble running. He was running and shaking. As soon as he was born, the eldest son also raised his head, with a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he still walked quickly one step at a time. Look at his facial features.

Suddenly, Tong Luofeng already looked like he was when he was a child. Aren't those sword-shaped eyebrows and the bridge of his nose exactly the same as him?

Looking at the two children, big and small, he smiled slightly, stretched out his hands to pick up the boy Dong, with a smile on his face, "How do you run so fast? What should you do if you fall?"

The child smiled and hugged his neck, "Amamo wants to scold the child, but the child can already walk alone. Last night, my mother coughed badly, but the child went to find Aunt Xu."

Hearing that his words were all about asking for reward, Tong Luofeng smiled and touched his nose, "It seems that our young prince wants to go out. Then go get dressed."

The child clapped his hands happily, Tong Luofeng put him on the ground, and Zixiang said, "My son will take his brother to change clothes now."

Seeing how sensible his eldest son was, he nodded, "It's a good thing to care for your younger brother."

Tong Zixiang was proud of his father's praise, but he didn't show it on his face. He knew that Amma didn't like proud people, so he just nodded slightly and walked into the house with his younger brother.

The two figures, one large and one small, slowly walked away, leaving only two adults looking at each other. When she heard her youngest son shouting that way, she thought it was a child joking with her, but when she looked up, the man in front of her was not hers.

Who is your husband? How long has it been since he went home? One month, two months? Or even longer?

His eyes were a little moist. Looking at the court clothes he was wearing, he was afraid that he had just come back from the court. He quickly put down the embroidery in his hands and turned around to go to the kitchen. "It's not yet noon, so you must have not eaten breakfast. I'll ask grandma to make some snacks."

You take it with you."

Her hurried look made Tong Luofeng slightly stunned, "No need."

Tang Rao was surprised that he was not even willing to prepare a meal for himself? It was also true that he, the royal concubine, was now guarding this empty mansion and was no more than a cook.

She couldn't bear to look back. She was afraid that when she saw him, she wouldn't be able to help but pounce on him, begging him to stay. Even if he didn't love and protect her, at least he wouldn't let the children lose their Amma. She could go, she could leave here. She didn't care, as long as

I hope that the ruthlessness between them will not be brought to their children.

The footsteps behind her gradually came closer, and the man's arms gently hugged her. Tang Rao's eyes widened in surprise, "Your Majesty..."

The man placed his chin on her neck, feeling her nervousness, and murmured, "You and I have been married for many years, but the smell of our bodies still hasn't changed."

Tang Rao's face was slightly red with the faint scent of osmanthus, "On the wedding night, the prince said that he liked the smell."

At that time, they were still children who had not yet grown up, and they were not mentally mature. They only thought about fame and fortune, and calculated everyone around them into their own plans. On the contrary, when I think about it, I was so selfish.

When will those conflicts of interests cease to haunt us, and when will we be truly free?

She actually remembered, remembered what she said that night, yes, it was such a happy moment for a woman. At that time, Tong Luofeng didn't know how to cherish her, so he kissed her hair gently, recalling

There was a happy moment between them. In fact, Tang Rao was not wrong. Everything she did was for herself and this family.

Thinking of her gentleness and virtuousness and how kind she was to him, Tong Luofeng realized how much of a bastard he had been in the past.

"Prince, you..." Tang Rao was attached to the short-term tenderness between him and herself. She didn't know why he suddenly came back today. The previous few times she went to invite him, he ignored her. She couldn't bear to interrupt, but the children

He's coming out soon, he's like this...

"Look at me, I'm so reckless, I hope you won't blame me." Putting down his arms, Tang Rao's heart suddenly became empty. Hearing his words, his eyes were filled with affection, and a trace of shyness spread on his cheeks.

Seeing the woman lowering her eyes and smiling, the memories from back then came to mind, "Go and change into that purple dress, the one your mother gave you that year."

Tang Rao looked at him in surprise, "Don't waste time like this. If it's too late, there won't be a cruise ship." He said with a straight face, trying to scare her.

Unexpectedly, Tang Rao took it seriously and hurriedly folded himself. When he turned around, he hurriedly stepped on the hem of his skirt and fell to the side. Seeing this, Tong Luofeng quickly reached out to support her and held her in his arms.

Looking at herself with big eyes, Tong Luofeng felt that her mind had been taken away by her, as if he had met her for the first time in the Prime Minister's Mansion, "It seems that I will send the princess to change in person."

The long corridor echoed with the hearty laughter of men and the weak and shy voices of women.

In the Shoukang Palace, the old queen mother was coughing lightly, holding a spoon in her hand but not wanting to drink for a long time. She had been feeling more and more uncomfortable recently. It seemed that the things in the palace were hard for her to accept.

Fifty years in the palace allowed her to see clearly the various situations in the world. She could accept life and death, but she could not accept huge changes. From the death of the emperor, to the ascension of the grandson to the replacement of thrones. She was really tired. What happened to these children?

They couldn't let her rest assured that they would really have to toss this old bone into the ground before they could rest assured.

She was half dead in the earth. She just hoped that she would not see Tiansheng in chaos before she died, otherwise she would have no face to meet Tiansheng's ancestors.

Mo Yan came back from outside, sweating profusely. Seeing that the Queen Mother had not yet settled down to sleep, he quickly said, "It's my fault that I came back late and delayed the Queen Mother's sleep. I hope the Queen Mother won't blame you."

Seeing how nervous she was, the old queen quickly shook her head and put down the spoon with relief, "What's the matter? Are you so anxious?"

"What's wrong with Concubine Yu's belly?" These days, she kept asking Mo Yan to look at that woman, for fear that she would do something wrong again. She had seen many concubines, but someone as scheming as Concubine Yu, she

I haven’t seen it yet, but compared to the first two, she is really the best among them.

"It's not Long Si. Don't worry, the Empress Dowager. I heard that the Imperial Hospital has figured out a way to recuperate Concubine Yu. She has practiced martial arts, so it won't be difficult to do so."

The old queen's eyes twitched, "What? She actually practiced martial arts! How could the harem become like this? The ancestral teachings prohibit women with martial arts from entering the palace! Do they even ignore the ancestral etiquette?"

"The seventh prince accepted this marriage when he was still a prince. She came on behalf of the Dou Kingdom. Now that the seventh prince has ascended the throne, she will naturally take the position of concubine. This is also a helpless matter."

Thinking about the woman's scheming, the old queen still felt uncomfortable, "Mo Yan, do you think I'm getting old, yet I always feel uneasy, ugh."

Mo Yan saw that she was restless, so he asked the little girl to take the bowls and chopsticks down, and carefully massaged the old empress, speaking softly to comfort her, "The empress dowager is too worried about the emperor. In fact, the seventh prince

She was very good at the beginning, but now the government is even more orderly. The harem is just a few female relatives. No matter how scheming they are, how much trouble can they cause. The Empress Dowager still puts her heart in her stomach and waits with peace of mind.

Be the great grandmother of the great emperor."

Mo Yan said with a smile, which made the old lady laugh, "You, you always make me happy, ahem..."

Hearing her cough, Mo Yan quickly handed over some water, "My slave, it was because I saw the emperor treating Concubine Jade so well that I felt happy, so I delayed my return."

The old queen drank water, followed the breath, and frowned, "How is it going?"

"Well, it's just like how the Emperor treated you, the Empress Dowager, with tenderness and doting. I can't help but look at this old face of this servant." Mo Yan spoke vividly with a smile on his face.

But when the Queen Mother heard these words, she became even more uncomfortable. She knew best what her grandson was like. Even when Xin Yu entered the palace, Tong Luoyang was not so blatantly nice to her. Even for protection.

She doesn't want to show it in front of others. But this Ming'er is not the woman he loves after all. Although men always have three wives and four concubines, and the men in the harem are even more ruthless, the old lady can see who he has in his heart with just one look.

A clear one.

In the past, Tong Luoyang never cared about Concubine Jade. The rewards and treatment he received were all out of the responsibility of a man and an emperor.
Chapter completed!