In mid-November, it started snowing and the weather became colder. Princess Heyi ran to Yanhu without fear of the cold, "Xiaoxiao, let's go to the hot spring village?"

"Qingqing wants to be filial. We left her to play. She knows and will be sad. Let's not go this year. Next year, we will go together." Yan Huo held the hot ginger tea ceremony. Mrs. Yan originally wanted to take Yan Huo to his own hot spring farm, but the weather was too cold and he had to sit in the car for one day. Mrs. Yan was worried that Yan Huo would fall ill on the road, so she could only give up the idea of ​​sending her to the hot spring farm.

"Okay, we'll go next year." Princess Heyi sighed.

"Heyi, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you happy?" Yan Hu asked. Princess Heyi has always been heartless and has never been frowning.

"I'm going to be my sister." Princess Heyi said with a pout. All the prefectures in the capital knew about Princess Qin's pregnancy.

"Being a sister is a good thing." Yan Huo suddenly thought of something, "Is someone saying something in front of you?"

Princess Heyi bit the corner of her lip and said, "They said that if the father and mother have a son, they will love him even more and will not care about me."

Yan Huo was secretly annoyed, who said this in front of an eight-year-old child? It was too much! Yan Huo took Princess Heyi's hand and said, "Heyi, that's your younger brother and sister. They are so young, your father and mother should take care of him more, but it doesn't mean that your father and mother will not love you anymore. Look at me, my parents not only love me, but also love them. And the three brothers also love me and protect me. Your younger brother was a child, you protected him, and when he grew up, he would protect you." Yan Huo tried to persuade Princess Heyi with simple words. After all, Princess Heyi did not have the same origin as her. She was a real eight-year-old girl. She said it too deeply, and was afraid that she would not understand.

"In other words, will the father and mother still love me?" asked Princess Heyi.

"Of course I will love you. Your mother gave birth to a mother and a compatriot in this world. He will love you, besides your parents. He will also love you. It would be great if you have one more person to love you!" Yan Huo smiled, "What those people say is all bastards. They are jealous of you. Don't listen, do you know?"

"I understand." Princess Heyi nodded. After hearing what his friend said, she felt less uncomfortable than before.

The maid came in, Princess Heyi picked up a piece and took a bite, "This pastry is delicious."

"When you go back, bring a big bag back." Yan Huta got to know her.

Princess Heyi smiled, "Xiaoxiao, you are the best, I like you the most."

"You like to eat the most." Yan Huo complained about her.

Princess Heyi laughed and after lunch at Yan's house, Princess Heyi brought a bag of pastries, a bag of dried fruits, and a bag of golden sugar. On this cold day, Yan Huo could not go out, so he only sent Princess Heyi to the gate of the courtyard and told him: "It's snowing day, the road is slippery, you can walk slowly, don't jump, it will hurt if you fall."

"I know, you can go in quickly, don't be so cold that you get sick again." Princess Heyi waved her hand and took her maid out.

Princess Heyi walked halfway and met Yan Xiang, "Princess."

"Miss Yan Liu." Princess Heyi smiled.

"I heard that the princess is happy, congratulations." Yan Xiang was reminding Princess Heyi not to forget her contributions.

"Thank you, thank you." Princess Heyi said as she walked forward.

"Princess!" Yan Xiang shouted.

Princess Heyi turned around and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Yan Xiang resisted the rushing question and changed his mouth: "Princess, walk slowly."

Princess Heyi smiled and left.

Yan Xiang looked at her back and was almost mad. Princess Heyi actually forgot what she said before!

A few days later, the Princess Qin came and asked Yan Hu to touch his stomach. I don’t know how it was said. Anyway, even the big-bellied mothers that Yan Hu had touched had sons, such as Yan Rong, the wife of the Marquis of Jingbian Hou, the Crown Prince Shen, and Yan Hu’s sister-in-law Wang.

Yan Huo had a black thread. It didn’t matter if they gave birth to a son! But Princess Qin decided that Yan Huo was Little Fuxing and could give birth to a son by touching her belly. "Xiaoxiao, help my aunt touch it."

The helpless Yan Hu had to reach out and touch the belly of Princess Qin. A few months later, Princess Qin did give birth to a fat boy, and Yan Hu sat steadily as the position of Xiao Fuxing. Before Princess Qin gave birth, Yan Hu also touched the belly of her cousin's wife, the wife of the British prince Jiang Qi.

Zhang Weide said to his wife: "Don't ask Xiaoxiao to touch her. My mother hopes that you will have a granddaughter for her."

"This is my first child, I still want to have a son. I will give birth to a granddaughter for my mother after the next child. My brother can protect my sister." Jiang Qi also likes her daughter, but she should give birth to a son for her first child. The British Duke's Mansion has a title to inherit.

Jiang Qi's second child gave birth to a daughter, which was a beautiful idea. She never expected that her next child would be her son. Looking at her four grandchildren, the British lady felt so tired. In order to have a young granddaughter, the British lady wanted to work harder and said to her daughter-in-law: "It's better to name the young lady Zhaomei." This should attract a young granddaughter, right?

The British Duke's wife thought this name was very good, and the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law hit it off. The British Duke and son were worried that when Xiao Si grew up, they would try their best to dissuade the unreliable mother-in-law and daughter-in-law when the little girl grew up, and the fourth son of the British Duke's Mansion got rid of the bad name Zhang Zhaomei.

These are all later stories. At this time, Princess Qin, who gave birth to a son, sent someone a bunch of thank-you gifts to Xiao Fuxing Yanhuo; fur, medicinal materials, cloth, delicacies, and all kinds of things were sent to Xiao Zero.

Mrs. Yan was not greedy for her niece's things, so she sent all the things to Yinianyuan; Yan Hu had to count and register the licorice that could be stored and put them in the warehouse; those that could not be stored for a long time were distributed generously. Even Yan Rong, Yan Qi and Yan Zhi, who were married, sent them to send them, but they didn't give anything to Yan Xiang.

Yan Xiang gritted his teeth in Juyun Pavilion, "I don't care about her things."

She was rare and Yan Huo would not give it to her. Princess Nanping poked her forehead with a angrily saying, "You, you are such a little girl who holds grudges." It has been almost a year since the snatch of the maid, and the child has not yet let go.

Yan Huo curled his lips. When it comes to holding grudges, who can compare with Yan Xiang? She has come from her previous life to this life.

In the autumn of that year, Yan Wei, the fourth lady of the second wife, got married. Under the pressure of the emperor, the King of Qin finally let the two concubines enter the house. On the first day of October, Wei Xiangming married the daughter of Zhou, and the eldest son of Duke Cheng, the second day of the lunar month, and at the end of October, Yan Qin, the fifth lady of the eldest wife of the eldest wife, got married. At the beginning of November, someone came to the Jingbian Marquis' Mansion to announce the good news, and Yan Rong became pregnant again. On the early morning of November 21, Jiang Qi gave birth to her eldest son.

Of course, living at home cannot be a happy event, and there are also funerals. For example, the eighth lady died prematurely. When the servant came to report this, Tang Wei was practicing calligraphy in the study room. After hearing this, he said coldly: "What a blessing." A poor baby was replaced by the prince's mansion to be a lady, but he did not live until he was one year old. Isn't he just a blessing?

For example, the old concubine of Prince Kang's mansion passed away at the age of 84. She was one generation older than Mrs. Yan and the others, and the only one remaining in the previous generation. The emperor specially ordered the prince to go to pay his respects to show his favor. Mrs. Yan muttered: "Seventy-three, eighty-four, the King of Hell will go without asking for it." She did not dare to say this in front of Yan Huo, for fear that her granddaughter would be worried again.

It seemed that in the blink of an eye, the year passed by, and it was the end of the year again. The family celebrated the New Year in a lively manner, ate Lantern Festival, watched the lanterns, and continued to live a peaceful daily life.

Yan Hu, who is almost nine years old, is still as young as a child, and Yan Xiang, who is fourteen, looks like a girl. In June, when lotus flowers are in full bloom, the Princess Qin held a flower viewing banquet and sent three invitations to Yan's mansion, and invited Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan Er and Princess Nanping.

The Qin princess made this move to create momentum for her niece. It took two years to get pregnant and have children. Seeing that her niece was about to be fifteen years old, she had to quickly see her a suitable family. "Xiuqun, my aunt will definitely choose the best person in the family and people with the best character and appearance."

The person Lu Xiuqun wanted to marry was Ji Shaoting. The young man who appeared like a god to rescue her. However, Ji Shaoting went to the border and has not returned yet. She was willing to wait, but her family would not let her wait. She could not marry the person in her heart. So what's the matter with whom she married?

Lu Xiuqun lowered his head, hid the loneliness in his eyes, and said, "It's up to my aunt to take charge."

Although it was not a flower-welfare held by the Crown Princess, the Crown Princess would definitely support her. Yan Xiang also wanted to attend. She was fourteen years old and time was tight. She and Tang Li had no progress in the past two years, and they met only a handful of times, let alone talk. If this continues, she will never be able to marry Tang Li!

No one knows a daughter than a mother, and no one knows a mother like a daughter. Yan Xiang knew that her mother had no choice but to marry her sister Yan Zhi back to the Jiang family. The mother really wanted to marry her daughter into the high school. The highest high school in the capital was the East Palace.

Of course, Yan Xiang did not directly tell Mrs. Yan San to marry Tang Li, but said tactfully: "Mother, this is an opportunity. In the past, there was an elder sister and a fifth sister, but we didn't have the chance. Now that the elder sister is married, the fifth sister is also engaged, the eldest aunt should have taken her niece out in the next room." Yan Xiang completely ignored it, and Yan Miao was also there in the eldest house.

"But your grandmother would not agree." Mrs. Yan San also wanted to go to the Qin Palace to attend the banquet, but unfortunately she did not receive the invitation.

"Mother, you must convince your grandmother to let your grandmother agree to take me to the banquet." Yan Xiang looked stern, "Mother, do you want me to marry a small official? I am so poor!"

"How is that possible?" Even though Mrs. Yan San did not love her two daughters as much as she loved Yan Zhi, she wanted her two daughters to marry well.

"Then you go and convince your grandmother. Only in this way can I let those noble ladies know me like my elder sister, and I can marry me." Yan Xiang said seriously.

Mrs. Yan San looked at the second daughter who was different from her past and nodded obediently, "I understand, I'll go to see the old lady now."

When she saw her mother off, Yan Xiang sat there and thought, if Mrs. Yan didn't agree, how could she go to the banquet? She had to attend this banquet. Yu Fangfei was in the past life and was at this flower-watching banquet. In this life, she would never give Yu Fangfei the chance and caught the eyes of Mrs. Guangchanghou.

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Chapter completed!