Nagato has such a slim waist

Chapter 577 Qilin Prince
That afternoon, Ao Zheng changed his clothes and went out. Just as he was about to look for Pei Yuan and then visit Changmen, he saw a servant running hurriedly into the gate.

"Prime Minister Ao, something has happened. It's a big accident."

Ao Zheng's face darkened.

"Why are you panicking? Speak properly!"

After serving as prime minister for several years, his prestige grew day by day.

As soon as he said this, the servant bowed his head and admitted his mistake, then said anxiously:

"After the rain today, a group of colorful birds flew to the Qilin Pavilion in the palace. They circled on the top of the pavilion for a while, and then landed in the stone channel in front of the Qilin Pavilion to drink water. People in the palace went to drive them away, and unexpectedly found a Qilin stone in the stone channel..."

Ao Zheng asked doubtfully: "Qilin Stone?"

"Yes. The Qilin Stone is in the canal. There is an ancient Qilin carved on the stone, and there is a line of words written on it."

"What word?"

"Prince Qilin, the hope of the country."

So mysterious?

Ao Zheng was stunned.

The guard's eyes sparkled with excitement.

"The chief of the Imperial Observatory said that this is a sign of divine punishment, indicating that the little prince will be the future wise ruler of Dayong..."

Ao Zheng: "Let's go and take a look."
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Kirin stone carving of Kirin child.

The advent of auspicious signs adds to the country’s prosperity.

May God bless Dayong!
Once the auspicious sign appeared, almost all doubts about the little prince disappeared.

The worship of gods and the awe of nature made most people believe that the birth of the little prince was God's will, and Feng Shier Niang's pregnancy was kept secret, which was also reasonable...

If you are not an ordinary person, you cannot understand it using ordinary logic.

It was three days later that Feng Yun received the news about Prince Qilin.

She didn't believe that there were such coincidences in the world, so she caught Pei Cong who was about to leave Huaxi to attend the morning court and asked:

"There are no outsiders here. Your Majesty, tell me the truth. What is going on?"

Pei Jue remained calm, "Just as Yunniang heard. May the auspicious signs from heaven bless our Great Yong."

Then he asked, "Yunniang doubts me?"

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes, "Of course. I never believe in auspicious signs. My mother said that all auspicious signs are man-made."

Pei Jue chuckled, sat back beside her couch, leaned over to look at her, and said softly: "Maybe it's just a coincidence. I can command thousands of troops, can I command that colorful bird to jump into the canal?"

Feng Yun thought about it and felt that this was the truth.

"Could it be that this child really came here on a mission from heaven?"

Pei Cong pursed his lips slightly, "Of course, don't you see whose son it is?"

His face was filled with pride, as if he owned the whole world just by having this son, and he forgot all the affairs of the court.

Whenever Puyang Jiu asked him how he was feeling recently, he would answer, "6.8 jin."

Feng Yun thought about it and found it a little funny. "Quickly calm down. You are the emperor."

Pei Jue nodded and hummed softly, "I need to think carefully about naming my son... Well, this is a big deal."

He frowned slightly, looking serious and worried.

Feng Yun couldn't help but smile slightly when he thought about how he had been thinking about it for three days and had read all the classics, but still hadn't come up with a name for his child.

"Don't worry about the name. If His Majesty doesn't attend the court, something serious will happen."

Pei Jue nodded again, very seriously.

Then, he suddenly raised his eyes, looked at her and asked:

"Who gave Qu'er his name?"

Feng Yun was startled.

She didn't answer immediately, but there was an indescribable complexity on her face.

Longing, sadness, and a touch of tenderness.

"I. I got it."

Pei Jue breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"That's good."

Feng Yun raised her eyes, "What?"

Pei Jue lowered his head, stared at her intently, and kissed the corner of her eye gently.

"Why don't you name the child? His mother is more knowledgeable than his father."

Feng Yun raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Then your court officials will have to kill me, right?"

Pei Jue snorted lightly, "Our child, as long as we are happy."

Feng Yun curled her lips: "Why do you suddenly give me this important task?"

Pei He sighed, "I just want to let myself go."

Feng Yun laughed softly.

Naming a child is indeed a headache.

She raised her hands, wrapped them around Pei Cong's waist, and hugged him tightly.

"Go to court."

"Okay." Pei Ze stood up and tidied his clothes, "Wait for me to come back."

He strode away. Feng Yun watched the handsome and stern figure in the dragon robe go farther and farther away, then smiled slowly and asked the nurse to bring the little prince over.

The baby in the swaddling clothes has a rosy face and is still a little pink ball, but his eyebrows are handsome and thick. He is sleeping with a pouty mouth and long, thick eyelashes that curl slightly upwards. His even breathing reveals the vitality and endless innocence of life...

"The little prince is so handsome. When he grows up, I wonder how many girls will be fascinated by him..."

The nanny was chatting and laughing beside her, and Xiaoman nodded frequently.

"I have never seen a baby who is so handsome right after birth. When my son Hao was born, his face was wrinkled, like a little old man. Even now, he has thick eyebrows and big eyes, but compared to the little prince, he is still a little... too sloppy."

Feng Yun pouted.

"How can you say that to your own son? Be careful, Hao might cry when he hears it..."

Xiaoman smiled and her face was full of tenderness when she talked about her son.

"He won't. This kid has never liked to cry since he was young. His father has beaten him so many times, but he never shed a tear. He is a stubborn guy, just like his father..."

The nurse smiled and complimented, "That's right, a son looks like his son..."

Feng Yun's heart moved when she heard this, and she began to observe the child's eyebrows and eyes carefully.

They were right, the child was born beautiful.

In three days, he seemed to grow up quickly, changing every day. He was good-looking and very obedient. The nurse said that he was very easy to take care of, never making noises at night, and sleeping well after eating. He was really considerate of his mother...

It was the same with Qu'er back then.

It turns out that whose son looks like that person, right?

This child's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Qu'er's.

You can see the shadow of Pei Jue on their faces...

Feng Yun subconsciously thought of the dream she had before her child was born.

She looked at the child and fell into deep thought.

At this time, she did not know that the birth of this child would affect not only her and Pei Jue's life and destiny, but would also affect the development and prosperity of the Yong Dynasty and even the entire world in the next few decades.

The auspicious sign is fake, but when everyone in the world believes in it, he will eventually become a saintly monarch with an auspicious halo...

And in the future, he will never know how his father managed to "borrow" such an auspicious sign from heaven on the day he was born in order to pave the way for him...
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As New Year’s Eve approaches, the weather is very cold with northerly wind and snow.

The originally lonely imperial palace became lively.

Emperor Yong's harem was empty, without a single empress. But now he has asked the palace servants to clean it out, and has added many new maids to serve. It must be that a empress is going to move in.

Judging from the current situation, it should be the lady from Huaxi.

As a mother who is honored by her son and favored by the emperor, who wouldn't say that Feng Shi'er Niang has a good life?
Ministers in the court were also privately speculating that the edict to establish the queen would be issued soon. Officials from the Ministry of Rites had even begun discussing many matters regarding the little prince's full-month banquet and the ceremony to establish the queen. However, there had been no movement from the emperor for a long time.

After the court was dismissed that day, Ao Zheng couldn't help but find Qianyuan Hall.

"Your Majesty is wise and wise. Your Majesty has given birth to the eldest son of the Emperor of Yong, which is a great deed. Why has Your Majesty not issued an edict to enthrone the Empress for so long to set the record straight?"

This was the first person to come and ask for permission to establish a queen for Feng Yun.

Pei Jue's face looked better. He raised his hand and pressed it, motioning him to sit down and talk.

"Let's discuss this matter in detail."

The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuchs are dying of anxiety.

Ao Zheng cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, I dare to ask you, what are you still hesitating about? If you delay any further, I'm afraid you will attract criticism from both the government and the public."

Pei Jue frowned, his expression was indescribable and complicated.

"Ao Qing is right, but right now...she hasn't nodded yet, so I can't act on my own and hurt her feelings."

Ao Zheng screamed and froze there, feeling completely unwell.

Everyone thought that the person who wanted to be the mother of the country was Feng Shier Niang, so she gave birth to the prince in secret and deliberately forced the emperor to submit...

Who would believe that there really is a woman who does not seek fame and status, is so indifferent, and even disdains the position of queen?

The emperor is also weird!

Being a queen doesn't mean she will be executed, so how can it hurt her?

Ao Zheng's decades of experience in officialdom were completely inadequate in front of these two people.

In fact, Feng Yun’s thoughts are not that complicated.

It’s not that she disdains the position of queen.

But she had been a queen and knew how difficult it was to be one.

With the Golden Book and the Golden Treasure in hand, she was no longer just herself, but a puppet who was responsible for the future of Dayong. She had to be responsible for giving birth to children, selecting beautiful concubines for the emperor, managing the harem, and watching a group of women fighting for their favor. Even if she felt jealous, she had to act calm and composed like a saint...

That's not what she wanted.

As long as she was not the queen of Dayong, those court officials would not be able to kidnap her, would not ask her to obey the laws of her ancestors, would not ask her to be magnanimous and tolerant, would not ask her to compromise...

In the final analysis, this position of queen was not an honor to her, but a fetter and shackle...

But Pei Cong really needed a queen.

When Pei Yuan sat at the head of the bed and asked her half seriously and half jokingly about Ao Zheng's entrustment, Feng Yun held the child and sighed.

"Let's wait until our son is one month old."

Full moon?

Pei Yuan gave the promise to Ao Zheng.

Ao Zheng found Pei Jue again as if he wanted to discuss serious matters.

"I have already inquired about it. We can pick an auspicious day after the little prince is one month old."

Pei Jue's eyes changed and he tapped the table with his fingers.

This prime minister does his job properly.