Hello Chang’an

There are also several plum trees in Xuance Mansion. The older and thinner the plum trees become, the more graceful they become and the more peaceful they become.

An anxious shout broke the mood.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Please go back to your mansion quickly!" A figure found Chang Sui'an and urged him before he stepped through the door.

Chang Sui'an is familiarizing Xiao Min with the affairs of Xuance Mansion. Li Suining intends to let Xiao Min stay in the capital for a few years to take care of the military affairs of Xuance Mansion.

Chang Sui'an turned around when he heard the sound and saw Zhou Wou wearing the official uniform of the eighth rank of Xuance Mansion.

Zhou Wou was the former young jailer of Dali Temple who was brought to work in Xuance Mansion by Chang Sui'an.

Although the eighth-grade official is just a minor official, the jailer is an official and has no possibility of promotion. Even the children of minor officials are not allowed to take the scientific examination to become officials. Now that people enter the Xuance Mansion, the fate of themselves and their descendants can be said to be... Big changes.

Because Zhou Wou was grateful, he was particularly close to Chang Sui'an and often called him the prince in private.

At this moment, people from the Zhongyong Hou Mansion came to send a message. Zhou Zhouxi ran the fastest, and the soles of his shoes were almost smoking, urging Chang Sui'an to go back quickly.

Yao Xia is about to give birth, half a month earlier than Qiao Yumian originally expected.

By the time Chang Sui'an rushed home, Qiao Yumian had already arrived, taking two medical girls with her in the delivery room.

Chang Kuo was waiting in the courtyard, and the eldest princess came in and out anxiously from time to time.

"Axia, I'm back, don't be afraid!"

Changsui An rushed straight to the delivery room like a gust of wind.

Chang Kuo in the courtyard suddenly looked up at the sky.

Dusk was approaching and the setting sun was about to set. A rare glow appeared in early winter. The glow slowly spread in the evening wind and became more and more beautiful. Chang Kuo focused his eyes carefully and saw that its color and shape were like a tail. Koi fish swimming in the sky.

Chang Kuo's mind moved, and an idea came to his mind uncontrollably.

Since His Majesty knew the reason for his rebirth, he asked Wu Jue to set up a spiritual altar for Ah Li. Because of this opportunity, His Majesty has been using his own energy to support the spiritual altar. Wu Jue once said that with the support of this dragon energy, It can be said that there is no difference in the world. This luck will definitely help that remnant soul to have wealth, peace and longevity in the next life...

Chang Kuo was distracted when he suddenly heard an exceptionally loud baby cry.

Yao Xia also wanted to cry.

Perhaps because she loves to run and jump on weekdays, and with Qiao Yumian by her side, her delivery went particularly smoothly, but... this child looks too ugly!

Yao Xia had never seen such a thing as a newborn, but she heard Qiao Yumian say firmly: "She was born very beautiful, she just needs to be raised..."

But for some reason, when Qiao Yumian looked at the wrapped baby in her arms, her eyes felt sour inexplicably, but her heart felt inexplicably peaceful, as if a missing corner had been filled in.

So she said softly: "This child and I seem to be very destined..."

No one could hear Qiao Yumian's words, because the baby's cry was particularly loud and powerful, which fully proved the little baby's incredible strength and extraordinary physique.

Chang Sui'an's ears hurt from her daughter's crying, but when her father took over the baby, he couldn't help but let out an ouch and said with red eyes: "This baby..."

Chang Kuo's heart was full of softness and his eyes were full of softness: "I'm transformed!"

Every day after that, Chang Sui'an only felt that her father had become a snowdunzi, and he could just change his mind.

What makes Chang Sui'an happy is that, just as Yu Mian said, the child looked red and wrinkled at first, but after a few months of raising it, it turned out to be eye-catching.

Yao Xia finally let go of her worries. She thought she had single-handedly brought down the appearance of the Chang family.

After the child was one month old, accompanied by his wet nurse, he was taken to the palace by the Chang family to show it to His Majesty, who asked His Majesty to give him a good name.

Li Suining personally hugged the child, looked carefully at the baby's eyebrows and eyes that seemed to be born with a smile, and said softly: "The word Wan is very good."

Chang Wan, Chang Kaiyan, she hopes that this child will live his life happily, happily and peacefully.

In the winter of the fourth year of Changhua, the prince Zhongyong Hou gave birth to a daughter. The saint named her Chang Wan and granted her the title of Princess Yongle.

After the decree of granting the title was issued, Yao Xia couldn't help but widen his eyes and whispered subconsciously: "This...how can this be achieved? No reward for no merit, not to mention that Wanwan is still so young, how can he afford it?"

Even the sensitive Chang Sui'an felt that this favor was too great, and even felt a little scared.

Da Sheng rarely grants princesses with different surnames. Unless they are used for marriage, they will temporarily confer the title of princess. However, today's emperor has already said that Da Sheng will no longer have princesses to marry - then this is pure overwhelming favor!

Chang Kuo stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Don't worry, with His Majesty here, we, Wan Wan, can receive all the blessings from the sky!"

As he said that, he glanced at his son: "On the contrary, you brat—"

Chang Sui'an is confused, what happened to him?

The next moment, I saw my father's tiger-headed cane hitting his leg unexpectedly: "Watch my precious granddaughter! If you dare to be careless at all, I will break your legs!"

Chang Sui'an jumped back, avoiding the crutch, and repeatedly assured: "This is a natural thing!"

After Chang Sui'an finished speaking, he took the doll from the wet nurse, held it carefully in his arms, patted it gently, and couldn't help but grin, hey, his daughter is so pretty!

As she said that, thinking of Qiao Yubai who had given birth to a naughty son, Chang Sui'an's desire to show off suddenly grew again, and she tried to ask: "Dad, the sun is just right today, A-Xia and I can always take Wan Wan to Qiao's house." Have you played there?"

"What's the use of the sun roof? It's so cold, why are you taking me out?"

When Chang Sui Anzheng was disappointed, he heard his father say: "I'll ask Lao Qiao to bring his grandson to play!"

Lao Kang on the side: "..."

Children of other people are not afraid of the cold, right?

The sturdy little grandson of the Qiao family was really not afraid of the cold. Hearing that he could come to see his sister, he stomped over and ran over.

When Chang Wan was two years old and loved by millions of people, the capital had another princess.

In the sixth year of Changhua, the world has been settled. Under the prayers of all officials, and in a peaceful atmosphere of peace and tranquility in the world, the emperor successfully gave birth to a daughter.

Chu Hui named him Li Yun.

Yun, deep and deliberate meaning.

Li Suining also gave his daughter a nickname - Hao Hao.

Chu Hui couldn't help but feel disgusted after hearing this: "What are these names..."

But...after shouting a few times, it still sounded strangely smooth.

But the old lady's evaluation is still: "It doesn't sound as good as Ah Yun. I didn't ask you to pick this one."

In early winter, the dormitory hall where the earth dragon was burning was warm. Li Suining, with his hair half down, was sitting cross-legged on the couch with his clothes on, talking nonsense to the teacher sitting by the window, and he was in a very happy mood.

Li Suining took the confinement period conscientiously, and most of his official duties were taken over.

What no one expected was that Cui Jing would be the most nervous and busy person during this month.

Cui Jing didn't take on too many official duties. The reason why he was so busy was because of Li Suining and his daughter. Li Suining would feel worried if he missed half a bowl of rice today and missed an hour of sleep. Tomorrow, if his daughter spits up milk and cries a few more times, he will not be able to eat or swallow, and may even wake up suddenly during the night due to hallucinations of the baby's cries.

Whenever Qiao Yumian comes, Cui Jing, who has always been taciturn, will tell her in detail the daily life and diet of mother and daughter, and then ask Qiao Yumian how to take care of and deal with it, and whether these conditions are normal or not.

"..." Qiao Yumian felt that it was the Prince Protector who was abnormal.

He looked like he was having an uncontrollable postpartum anxiety attack.

This sounds absurd, but it is also well-founded. Such symptoms usually appear in husbands and fathers who are personally responsible for taking care of mothers and babies.

Cui Jing's symptoms have actually been traced for a long time. Ever since Li Suining was pregnant, before he revealed it to the outside world, he almost didn't dare to leave the Ganlu Palace. He took care of everything seriously and stayed there most of the time. Guard Li Suining.

Li Suining was often amused by this, and would remind him to relax.

But Cui Jing really couldn't relax at all. He was extremely worried about Li Suining.

I thought that I would be relieved after giving birth to the child successfully, but who would have thought that after giving birth, it would be just the beginning.

Wei Shuyi has been here several times, and every time he sees Cui Ling'an being uncharacteristically asking questions from the medical officers, he can't help but sigh: "The child is really not that easy to give birth to..."

However, this Cui Ling'an looks more and more smoky and more like a mortal.

Fortunately, he didn't have to go through such fireworks.

Wei Shuyi felt very lucky.

Cui Jing's worries lasted until Li Yun was three or four years old, and then they finally dissipated.

When Li Yun, who was three or four years old, was unhappy, he would already start looking at people with his hands on his hips, his head held high, his face raised, and his lips pursed.

Unfortunately, this little girl is so beautiful and cute that people don't want to be angry with her at all.

Although Cui Jing was not angry, he had a headache.

His daughter's energy is too high. At first, A Dian was able to keep up with her, carrying her around and taking her to play in the animal park. But in the end, she was not afraid of anything and she almost killed all the animals. The garden was turned upside down, and every time she passed by, there would always be a chicken and a dog jumping - in a literal sense, the chicken, the dog, the flying, the jumping.

Because the Beast Garden was in a mess, A Dian began to block the door in fear, coaxing little A Yun to play elsewhere.

But Li Suining said happily: "Well, it's quite like my childhood."

"If someone had manipulated me like this when I was young, I would have looked like this."

"..." These words made Cui Jing, who took care of the baby herself, even more reluctant to treat her daughter harshly.

While the two were talking in the corridor, the little girl came back from outside. She didn't know what she wanted and came back with her hands on her hips.

When Li Suining saw her, he imitated her and also crossed his arms, frowned and twisted his mouth.

When little Ayun saw it, she couldn't help but grinned, happily stretched out her arms and ran over: "A-niang!"

She ran to her mother, hugged her mother's legs tightly, and looked up at her mother with her chubby face.

Li Suining bent down and picked her up, smelled her fluffy sweaty hair, and pretended to be disgusted: "Ah, it all smells like sweat!"

"It doesn't stink!" Little Ayun was dissatisfied and leaned her head against her father: "Dad, come and smell it!"

Cui Jing lowered his head and sniffed the child's hair, which smelled faintly of milk: "Yes, it stinks."

Little Ayun started to make a fuss. Li Suining smiled and leaned back to avoid the claws of his daughter in his arms. Cui Jing stretched out a hand to hold her back to prevent her from getting back pain due to the force.

When little Ayun was four and a half years old, Cui Jing felt it was time for her daughter to learn martial arts.

Cui Jing has no intention of letting his daughter do anything to be able to compete with ten masters. He has experienced the pain of practicing martial arts himself, and it is easy to get injured. He just wants his daughter to strengthen her body.

But it was just a casual practice like this... One day, Li Suining pinched his daughter's arm and saw that it was bulging and hard.

With such a talent, Li Suining couldn't help but sigh: "There is no way, who can make her look like me."

If you want to practice martial arts, you can't let go of your schoolwork. It's time to officially select some good teachers for little Ayun.

So Cui Jing's eyes fell on Wei Xiang, who was always gloating about misfortunes.

Prime Minister Wei raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, feeling a bit cold.

In the tenth year of Changhua, the five-year-old princess Li Yun was established as the crown princess, and Prime Minister Wei, who was busy with everything, became one of the princess' teachers.

On the first day after "taking office", Prime Minister Wei looked at the arrogant child standing in front of him with his hands behind his back, feeling like he had no idea what to do.

The princess inherited her parents' talents and learned things very quickly, but she had a very picky temper and a strong sense of autonomy, which was difficult to control. But she also understands that as long as she is persuaded, she will do it obediently, provided that she is persuaded first.

The teachers took turns teaching the Concubine. On this day, a Hanlin was in class. During the break, the Concubine disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ayun felt that the Hanlin's lectures were boring, so he ran away.

In order to avoid the palace people who were chasing after her, Ayun chose a remote path to hide, but the palace was so big that she got lost after going around.

But Ayun didn't panic. Even though he got lost, he remained calm. Instead, he looked around curiously.

She crawled through a group of rockeries, and suddenly her eyes suddenly opened up. Looking around, she saw a palace courtyard in front of her.

Ayun ran over and saw that the door of the palace was ajar. It was obviously occupied by someone, but it was very quiet.

Ah Yun was just out of child's curiosity and had no intention of going in to cause trouble, but suddenly the shouts of the ladies and maids came from the house, obviously they were chasing after him.

Ayun turned around subconsciously and encountered the palace door, which made a soft creaking sound.

But within a moment, the palace door was opened by the people inside. A chamberlain saw clearly the prince's robe on the little girl, and couldn't help but be frightened and salute: "Slave...slave to see Your Highness."

"Shh!" Ayun ducked, followed him into the palace door, and closed the palace door.

Ayun was leaning against the palace door, and while he was listening carefully to the movement outside the door, his eyes were attracted by a figure in the palace courtyard.

It was an old man with white hair, loose cheeks, and neat bun. She was wearing a dark gray clean robe, sitting alone in a large bamboo chair, holding a carved dragon staff in her hand, and the aura exuding around her made Ah Yun couldn't move his eyes for some reason.

-who is she?

Ayun was curious, but did not step forward without permission.

The old man was also looking at Ayun, but she seemed not to be able to see clearly, so she waved gently, gesturing for Ayun to come closer.

Ayun hesitated for a moment, turned around, opened the closed palace door, and shouted "I'm here" to the palace people who were looking for her. Seeing those palace people hurrying around, Ayunfu looked at the bamboo again. The old man in the chair slowly walked over. (End of chapter)