Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

As a direct granddaughter, Yan Rongrong was supposed to be in the most central position, but because she has not been fully recognized by the royal family, has not been included in the genealogy, and has not been crowned as a princess, even if she is guarding the spirit, she can only kneel at the very center. edge position.

Ah Yang and Xiao Yi all knelt beside her, while Geng Huan, who came late, quietly knelt behind her.

The quiet needle dropping in the mourning hall can be heard, only the sound of burning candles.

Yan Rongrong could feel that someone was secretly looking at her, and there was more than one such look.

She didn't care, she just stared at the huge coffin in the center, she was obviously someone she had only seen before, but now, he was lying here.

Because she was not around since she was a child, she will not be heartbroken, but she is also very sad.

Tears fell unconsciously.

Those who looked at Yan Rongrong saw her crying so sadly, and they all thought that she must have met the eldest son long ago, but they just kept it secret and kept it from everyone.

She must have met His Majesty in private, that's why she was so sad.

Thinking about it this way, those hot-headed people who were originally impacted by power suddenly became sober. Then she must have been a princess long ago, and the risk of doing something against her is too great. Now that Li Yuzhou's ascension to the throne is a certainty, let's go against him again Just looking for death.

Yan Rongrong stayed there until midnight, and her body couldn't hold on anymore. The most important thing was that her breasts were swollen. When she didn't feed her baby at home, she still brought a breast pump. Today, she came to the banquet, so she couldn't bring that thing with her. .

Geng Huan stepped forward and said in a low voice.

"The young master said that if you can't hold on, go down and rest."

Yan Rongrong nodded, and struggled to stand up. After kneeling for so long, her legs were already numb, and it took a while for her to recover.

Seeing that she was about to leave, someone immediately spoke up.

"Where are you going? Since you are the eldest son's daughter, you will be the princess of the southern kingdom in the future. How can you not keep the coffin at the national funeral?"

These are the noble sons and daughters of the royal family, no matter how tough Geng Huan usually is, he would not dare to hate them, but he was also afraid that Yan Rongrong would be hurt, so he could only stick to her and stand beside her.

Yan Rongrong looked at the person who was speaking, and said weakly.

"I'm afraid that I'll collide with His Majesty when I faint here, and I'll be shocked when the time comes. I can't bear the responsibility, and neither can you?"

The man was annoyed, but he couldn't say anything more.

At this time, a girl shouted dissatisfied.

"Then I'm about to faint, and I'm also afraid of bumping into His Majesty, so I'll go down and rest too."

Yan Rongrong glanced at the speaker and said calmly.

"That's your business."

She turned around and left with someone. The woman wanted to stand up, but she didn't dare.

She doesn't have a father who is about to ascend the throne. If she dares to make trouble at this time, she will probably lose her life.

After leaving the yard, Geng Huan couldn't help looking at Yan Rongrong.

In her eyes, Yan Rongrong has never been a sharp person, but she spoke very forcefully just now, not like her usual style.

Yan Rongrong smiled wryly.

"Sister Huan, if you are too weak here, you will be bullied, right? I don't want my father to worry, I can only learn to be tough."

Xiao Yi walked at the back, and couldn't help but glance at Yan Rongrong when he heard Yan Rongrong's words.

She hid in the room Lu Yanzhou had prepared for her to rest, and the Si family quickly delivered a breast pump.

Yan Rongrong gave each of the babies a bottle and asked the Si family to take it away.

She sat up on the bed, feeling finally comfortable.

Today may be the reason for being too nervous. There is so much milk that the two babies probably don't need to drink milk powder.

In one night, the entire Southern Kingdom seemed to have changed. All the influence of the eldest princess was quickly eliminated, and the Qin family who stood on the side of the eldest princess was also suppressed.

Yan Rongrong met Si Boheng in the early morning. He was full of travel and dust, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been busy all night.

He sent someone to escort Yan Rongrong back to Si's house, and she would come to attend the funeral on the day of the funeral.

Back at Si's house, Yan Rongrong went straight to her son's room, but was stopped by Mr. Si who came out.

"You go take a shower."

Yan Rongrong thought that the old man thought he was dirty when he came back from outside, and he was afraid of getting it on the child, so he obediently went to take a bath.

After taking a bath, Aunt Wen even prepared a brazier for her to sit on.

Yan Rongrong also obeyed and did as he was told, this is how she can hug her son.

Yan Rongrong didn't know about the treatment of the fourth son, and she didn't pay attention to what happened to the eldest princess.

Three days later, His Majesty held the funeral, and at the same time Li Yuzhou sat in that position, standing in front of the media as the first person in power for the first time.

Yan Rongrong sat in front of the TV, watching him speak with a smile on his face.

Si Boheng hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear.

"The eldest son said, do you want to go back to the royal family?"

Yan Rongrong shook his head.

She didn't want the title of princess, and she knew very well that if the title was suppressed, she might still have heavy responsibilities.

Si Boheng pinched her waist, put her on his lap, and looked at her solemnly.

"Furry, let me ask you again, do you really not want to go back to the royal family?"

Yan Rongrong sat on his lap and didn't dare to move. Past experience told her that if she moved, she might not be able to get out of bed for a day.

"I want my father and nothing else."

Si Boheng didn't seem surprised by Yan Rongrong's answer, he gently touched Yan Rongrong's face with his fingers.

"Silly baby, do you know what you gave up?"

Yan Rongrong shook her head, she didn't know what it was, and she didn't want to know, she was living a happy life now, and she liked the Si family more than the royal family.

Si Boheng smiled, and walked around her waist for a while with his big hand.

Yan Rongrong blushed and avoided him.

"You don't move."

Si Boheng sighed.

"As a royal princess, you also need to visit, participate in many formal occasions, appear in front of the media, and maybe... to participate in politics. Even, as the only daughter of His Majesty, you will eventually..."

"I don't want it, I just want to be Yan Rongrong, the young wife of the Si family, I don't want anything else."

Seeing that Yan Rongrong's eyes are firm, there is no regret or resignation.

Si Boheng was very relieved, he pinched Yan Rongrong's waist hard.

"The Eldest Young Master also thinks the same way, and he doesn't want you to be bound by your status, but what should be given to you will not be less."

Yan Rongrong didn't understand Si Boheng's words at first.

When she received a package two months later, she finally understood.

Inside the package was a property list, including real estate, various funds, shares, and accounts, etc. Yan Rongrong couldn't figure out these accounts at all in her own mind, but she saw that the numbers behind were ridiculously long.

She looked at Si Boheng who was changing Dabao's diaper, and asked in a daze.

"How is this going?"

Si Boheng looked up at her and said with a smile.

"Your father gave it to you. Of course, after a while, you should receive another copy. I haven't calculated it yet."

Yan Rongrong looked at him blankly for a while, then asked.

"Give me yours too?"