Rebirth is back for you

Jing Ran looked at the eldest grandson Qimu, she said she was going to throw it, could she stop it?

Of course not!so……

Linqin's eyes widened and she poked holes in the two of them in turn. Jing Ran held an innocent look and comforted her: "Don't worry, I have a lot of good medicine. If you get bumped somewhere, I will definitely take care of it."

Luo Yi, who was gloating, thought that Jing Shizi and his own princess were indeed a match made in heaven, and when Jing Ran finished speaking, he would not give Linqin time to vomit, and carried him away with one hand.

"You know that?"

"What?" Jing Ran, who was hanging high, couldn't help but blinked when he heard Changsun Qimu's voice.

"Jin Yang has been raising diners since she left the palace at the age of five, so she wanted to fight for power long before she knew you. Even if she didn't sit in that position justifiably, it was still not for you." Changsun Qimu corrected And sit, looking at Jingran.

Jing Ran let out a "hiss", lifted a large piece of fish with his chopsticks and put it into the small bowl in front of Changsun Qimu, and blinked, "Vinegar fish, do you want it?"

The eldest grandson Qimu glanced at the fish in the bowl, Liangliang returned to Jingran with a flower cake with chopsticks, "Sweet pastry, do you want it?"

"...Of course I don't want it, give me the vinegar fish." Jing Ran raised his wrist and brought Changsun Qimu's small bowl in front of him, and at the same time reached out to grab the person and hugged him into his arms, just like the day before yesterday Here she hugged herself.

"I figured it out, you're only three years old now." Jing Ran hooked her lips, and rubbed against Xiangxiang's soft cheek, which was three years younger in her arms, "So from now on, I'll hold you more good."

The eldest grandson Qimu was stunned, a little embarrassed and at a loss, his expression changed for a long time before he relaxed, allowing Jing Ran to hug and tease him.

"Well, such a well-behaved little three-year-old is very painful." Jing Ran commented with satisfaction, quickly picked out the dishes and put them into the small bowl in front of him, and finally pointed out, "Do you want these?"

Changsun Qimu looked down at the bowl full of dishes she liked, his eyes softened, and he said softly, "En."

"And that," Changsun Qimu pointed at the purse fish on the table, and said softly, "I want it too."

Jing Ran chuckled, this person is not jealous everywhere, obviously he likes to use such careful thinking to lure himself to coax her.

She grasped the chopsticks as she said, imitating the way grandson Qimu took care of herself that day, feeding her mouthfuls, thinking that although her movements were not as proficient as hers, she still had the same tenderness that was so satisfying that it would overflow It should be about half a point.

Thinking about it this way, I can't help but sigh with emotion, how wonderful the marriage is among the three thousand beings.She was coveted by three parties at the beginning, but only her eldest grandson Qimu was able to bring her such indescribable peace of mind and dependence.

Changsun Qimu opened his mouth slightly and waited for a while, but seeing Jing Ran stopped moving with his chopsticks, he turned his head and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

"Well, I'm thinking about when to go to Yuelao Temple to worship." Jing Ran chuckled casually, replaced the wine balls that had cooled off on the chopsticks, and fed another piece of green bamboo shoots to the eldest grandson Qimu.

"If Yuelao is effective, there won't be so many idiots and believers in this world." Changsun Qimu chewed the lettuce slowly, squinting his eyes a little tiredly.

Jing Ran looked at her agitated side face, stretched out his hand to poke it, and asked with a smile, "Then what should I pray for?"

"Give me your son Guanyin."

……

Luo Yi, who threw Linqin back, just came back when he heard this sentence. He couldn't help but pause when he reached out to push the door, and listened intently for a long time. Seeing that there was no special movement inside, he calmed down and said: " Princess?"

"What's the matter?" Changsun Qimu's slightly dissatisfied voice came out.

Luo Yi thought that there seemed to be something in this voice, and he replied silently: "...It was just now that the emperor's bedroom sent an order to announce your visit, and the father-in-law who delivered the order saw that you were not in Liuyun Palace, so he went out of the palace right now. Here it comes."

Even with Qing Huan Dan and Nuan Xiang Wan, the old emperor shouldn't have woken up so quickly. Pan Qingyi really has good medical skills, but what is the old emperor trying to pass on?Jing Ran turned her head to look at her eldest grandson Qimu.

"Cheng Yan went to the Emperor's bedroom?" Changsun Qimu asked after thinking about it.

"Yes, just now at the gate of the palace, my subordinate conveyed your words to Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng turned his head and went back. Just when the emperor woke up, he summoned him again."

"Who else was summoned?"

"Shang Shu of the Ministry of Rites, General Pei and Princess Shuluan were summoned."

"I underestimated his ability." After listening to Luo Yi's words, Changsun Qimu muttered in surprise.

"Just after a difficult time, Cheng Yan was blocked by his own temper, otherwise he would be the one who worshiped the prime minister with his ability, so naturally he has a lot of ability." Jing Ran listened to them talking, and interjected, "Besides, His fortitude is due to the fact that his current position requires a cold face and selflessness, so that he will not be dragged down by sophistication, and secondly, he can be trusted by the imperial power. But if you need to be good at dancing, and go back and forth, Cheng Yan may not be able to do it."

"He is Grandpa's favorite student, of course I know it." Changsun Qimu raised his eyebrows at Jingran, "It's just that he, like Marquis Changqing, has always been loyal to the person sitting on the throne. I thought he would After thinking about it for a few days, I didn't expect him to move so fast."

"What are you thinking about?" Jing Ran looked at her slender eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"It's a long story to say." Changsun Qimu thought for a while, then blurted out a sentence, and wanted to get up from Jing Ran's arms.

Jing Ran clasped her slender waist firmly, and said, "Speak slowly when the story is long."

"I'll tell you when I come back, this matter has to be settled earlier." Changsun Qimu turned around and kissed Jing Ran's eyebrows, coaxing her.

Jing Ran thought for a while, then nodded, "Then I'll go back to the palace with you, no one can break into the Liuyun Palace around you."

"Alright." The eldest grandson Qimu nodded, but Jing Ran still held her tightly.

"My dear daughter-in-law, will you take me back?" Changsun Qimu lowered his head and smiled.

"I want to hug you, but I can't do it now." Jing Ran put her on the ground, rubbed her forehead helplessly, and sighed: "It seems that I have to recover my martial arts sooner."

The two went back to the palace together, and Changsun Qimu put Jingran into Liuyun Palace, and then left again.

Luo Xi entered the room, lit a spoonful of incense, and then retreated. Jing Ran leaned on the soft couch, smelling the same scent of snow lotus as that of the eldest grandson Qimu, and couldn't read the book in his hand no matter what.She put down the notebook, got up and left the room.

"Does your son have any orders?" Luo Xi asked after seeing her go out.

"There is no order, just wander around." Jing Ran replied, and really wandered around in the courtyard.

Luo Xi quietly followed Jing Ran, feeling that the princess had only left for less than half an hour, and Jing Shizi couldn't sit still, and the two were really inseparable.

"What does your princess like to do on weekdays?" Jing Ran casually sniffed a branch of pear blossom and asked Luo Xi who was behind her.

Seeing Jing Ran's question, Luo Xi thought that she wanted to know about the princess' preferences, so she smiled and said, "My lord, don't look at the princess's usual deserted appearance, in fact, she likes to go out of the palace in disguise. In the market, I especially like the small crafts of clay figurines and sugar blowers. Moreover, the princess has been very smart since she was a child. After seeing those things, she can learn how to do them. When she has no free time to go out of the palace, she can learn how to do them in the palace. Have fun."

Jing Ran was a little surprised, turned her head and raised her eyebrows, "Did the little clay figurine she made survive?"

"It should be." Luo Xi nodded, then shook her head, "But the princess is very concerned about the things she makes, and she never allows us to intervene from the ingredients, let alone store them, so the slaves don't know. where to store it."

Jing Ran lost interest a bit, thinking about how that person dealt with secret documents one after another all day long, and asked, "Is she usually so free?"

"Naturally not, the princess seems to be the same as the general heirs before the age of four or five. She was married to the empress's knees, and then moved to the Liuyun Palace and began to be busy all day. Sometimes she has to deal with affairs in a day, no less than the emperor. .”

Jing Ran was silent for a while, "Where does she usually deal with affairs?"

"study."

"Take me to take a look." Jing Ran put the pear blossom branch back, walked two steps and looked at Luo Xi with raised eyebrows, "Why don't you follow, is it inconvenient?"

"Of course not." Luo Xi hurriedly followed, thinking that the princess could give even the best to Jing Shizi, and there should be nothing he couldn't see in a study, so he led the way first.

The front hall of Liuyun Palace seems to have a simple layout, but the inner hall is full of twists and turns. Jing Ran followed Luo Xi further and found that she seemed to have entered a virgin forest...

What surprised her the most was that the surroundings of Changsun Qimu's study were also covered with purple bamboos, which were swaying and rustling with the wind at the moment.

Jing Ran silently followed Luo Xi into the study, and found that the interior layout of this study was exactly the same as her Qingye Pavilion study: "..."

Jing Ran, who originally wanted to see what the place this person used to stay in, felt as complicated as walking into the Qingye Pavilion. She leaned against the table and squinted at the pen hanging on the pen rest, which was similar to the one she used. The exact same blue and white porcelain pen, the corner of his mouth twitched.

Jing Ran casually asked Luo Xi: "This study looks pretty big, how many compartments are there?"

"There are fifteen rooms in total, but the princess usually only handles affairs here, and the rest are used to pile up the volumes." Luo Xi replied honestly.

"Well," Jing Ran nodded, went to the bookshelf and took out a book, flipped through it, and said to Luo Xi: "I'll just read here for a while, and you can make a pot of pear blossom tea for me."

Luo Xi was stunned, how to make tea with fresh pear blossoms?

"Well," Jing Ran turned back and taught her, "Pick off the pear blossoms and put them on the small fireplace to dry."

After she finished speaking, she added: "Pear Blossom Clear Fire, I really want to drink it recently."

"Okay, okay." Luo Xi backed out without doubting it.

Jing Ran closed the newly opened scroll and put it back, and went all the way into the dark cabinet of the study, except that this dark cabinet lacked the clear crystal mirror compared with the Qingye Pavilion, the rest of the layout was similar. Even the comfortable warmth in the house seems to be better.

It's just that this dark cabinet seems to be full of only one thing - the picture scroll.

Some of these picture scrolls were properly placed in brocade boxes, some were arranged in sequence on wooden frames, and some were all hung one after another around the walls.

Jing Ran took a few steps on the wrong foot and then remained motionless, her eyes slowly flicked across the wall, and the corners of her lips were pursed tightly.

Because these scrolls were all made by one person, and all of them were her own portraits!

Jing Ran turned around, raised her head and looked behind her. It was obvious that there was a mention in the upper left corner of the oldest picture scroll:

"Apocalypse 17 years, once met, never forgotten."

Jing Ran's eyes were deeply fixed on this five-year-old picture scroll for a long time, and she skipped over dozens of pictures that were also her five-year-old picture scroll one by one, and looked at the words on the second picture:

"Apocalypse has been around for 18 years, with bright eyes and good looks, safe in my arms."

Jing Ran tightened her fingers curled up in her sleeves, and the third set:

"Apocalypse 19 years, thousands of miles away in the vast expanse, don't think about it, never forget it."

"Twenty years since the apocalypse, the April fragrance in the world will be exhausted, and the flowers will begin to bloom on the top of Yue Mi Mountain."

"Apocalypse 21 years ago, using snow as a matchmaker, lured me into dreams."

"Apocalypse 22 years, Shangyuan Yue Ming people hope, fly like a wing to the end of time."

……

"Apocalypse for 28 years, the streamer is shining brightly, dyeing the world without color."

Jing Ran's lips trembled slightly, her eyelashes blinked slightly, and the mist that filled her eyes suddenly turned into two warm streams flowing down.

At the same time, two powerful arms suddenly wrapped around the waist, and the cool and lingering breath suddenly came to the ears:

"I didn't know that my good wife is also a thief."