Royal daughter-in-law

Chapter 535 Little emperor’s grandson, Yuan Hongpa (2)
Yun Wanqin glanced at the baby wrapped in a golden silk swaddle, it should be Lan Zhaoxun's heir to the prince, and it was only a few months old, and smiled slightly: "I'm disturbing the prince to enjoy the family happiness of father and son."

"Maybe," the prince said with a smile at Yan Yan, pointing: "The weather is warm today, and the nanny took Xiaoer out to pick up some grounding, just passing by the water pavilion, Gu called him to have a look, and then I knew, It turns out that I have grown up so much that I almost don’t know each other.”

"Xiao'er?" Yun Wanqin's eyes moved.

"The name of the Shang Yujian hasn't been taken yet, it's just a nickname we usually call." The prince said.

The child's nickname also fits the prince's current thoughts.Yun Wanqin sighed in her heart, but she heard the prince say loudly: "Why are you standing there? Look at Xiaoer, does he look like Gu? After looking at Gu for a long time, I feel that the eyebrows and mouth are somewhat similar, but the eyes are still not as good as Gu He has a good look, and his nose is not so straight and straight."

When not speaking, he still looks like a father, but when he speaks, he is completely immature.Compared with his own son, he is more beautiful, and he is very happy to win!Yun Wanqin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, walked over, pushed aside the swaddling clothes, and said with a smile: "You're only so old, you haven't grown up yet, you can have this look now, you must be the best in the future, the prince is too impatient." After rubbing his hands to warm them up so as not to freeze the child, he hooked his fingertips and gently stroked the baby's round chin.

The baby giggled, with a small mouth pouting, and vomited a bubble for Yun Wanqin to see.

The prince was stunned, and flicked his sleeves: "It's unreasonable, this little bastard is really, Gu just teased for a long time and didn't respond, but now a stranger is starting to flatter!"

I don't know if it was because the prince's scolding voice was a little harsh, which frightened the little baby, Xiao'er's face changed, and his pink nose twitched, showing some signs of crying.

Yun Wanqin smiled and took Xiao'er from the nurse, hugged her into her arms, patted the baby twice, and suppressed the baby's signs of crying.

Seeing that she treated the baby delicately, and seemed to have some unusual fondness for her, the prince leaned back on the leather couch of the waterside pavilion, his eyes flickered: "What's the point of playing with other people's children? If you have the ability, let's give birth to one to play with."

These words are too unruly, almost catching up with teasing.The nurse next to her blushed and couldn't help but glance at the prince.

Yun Wanqin has long been used to his appearance, so she didn't react much, and continued to tease the baby, imitating a child's voice and talking to the baby: "Little grandson is really good-looking, just don't have a mouth that looks like your father's." It's..."

The nurse covered her mouth and smiled.

The crown prince made fun of it, and said: "Oh yes, I met the third child alone during the political discussion this morning."

The prince is now in charge of the country, and he has to discuss state affairs with the courtiers every day. As long as the King of Qin doesn't go to Changchuan County, he will go to the palace every day to go to court. What's so strange about the two meeting each other?
Yun Wanqin ignored her and continued joking with Xiaoer.

Seeing that she would rather chat with a toothless baby than talk to himself, the prince turned slightly blue, but with his hands resting on the back of his head, he said lazily: "...the third child asked Gu about you~"

Yun Wanqin stopped moving and raised her head.

Seeing that she was finally willing to look over, the crown prince heaved a sigh of relief and smiled brightly: "...after the next court, the youngest asked Gu if there was a shortage of manpower in the Eastern Palace. Haha, the side-talking here... Gu is in a hurry for him! Isn’t it just that I want Gu to stop calling you to the East Palace? , haha, the third child's face immediately turned black—"

Yun Wanqin sent the baby back to the nurse's arms: "The prince is all boring."

At this moment, a maid came from the waterside pavilion, she was from Lan Zhaoxun's palace, she seemed to have come all the way, she saw the wet nurse holding the emperor's heir beside the prince at the bottom of the steps, she hurriedly stepped forward to give her a blessing.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" The prince cast his eyes outside the waterside pavilion, his smile faded away, and he suddenly lost his interest in playing.

The palace lady replied: "Going back to the prince, someone from Fengzao Palace came to see the little grandson as usual, and asked about today's situation. Lan Zhaoxun said that the wet nurse took the grandson out to breathe, Fengzao Palace The palace servants were waiting in the palace, and the servants came to find the wet nurse and carried the little grandson back."

The prince waved his sleeves, expressionless: "Well, take it back."

The wet nurse holds the baby and leaves.

The water pavilion was silent for a moment, Yun Wanqin probed: "The empress is very concerned about the little grandson, and will send someone to greet her every day."

The prince chuckled, staring at the blue waves next to the waterside pavilion, there was an indescribable coolness in his eyes, which did not match his smile: "Since she intends to abandon the orphan, she must help the other one up. And Who would be more suitable to be her puppet than an ignorant baby whose mother's status is low?" After speaking, he didn't know whether he was moved or angry, and his wide sleeves fluttered, and he was patted on the zither, With a flick of the string, there was a flurry of sound, which startled the waterfowls one after another.

Moreover, this baby is still the heir of the prince. Once the prince dies, she will support the baby as the grandson of the emperor, and it will be more convincing when she advises the emperor and his courtiers.

Sending people to the East Palace to visit the little emperor's grandson every day, it seems that they are concerned about the newborn grandson, but they are actually interested in the value of the baby that can be used.

Yun Wanqin's mind moved, Empress Jiang's plan was more comprehensive and comprehensive than she imagined, no wonder the prince couldn't wait to take the throne before confronting Empress Jiang, it was really cornered right now.

She suddenly felt that the crown prince was no more relaxed than King Qin in the palace these years.

Qin Wang was poisoned by Jiang's scourge when he was young, which is not necessarily a bad thing, at least he took advantage of this opportunity to escape his shell, leave the deep palace, and wait for the opportunity in the dark.

But the prince was wearing a mask, stuck in the mud, struggling every step of the way under the upright swords and arrows of others.

She couldn't help it, stretched out her hand, and grabbed the hand of the man in front of her on the piano, and the chaotic noise disappeared immediately.

Putting his hand aside, Yun Wanqin was about to pull it out, but he clasped it backhand, and his whole hand was held in the palm of his hand.

She was startled and wanted to pull it out. The man tightened his strength and pressed down a little more. His eyes were burning and he lost the clarity he had in the past: "If things go well this time and my wish comes true, Qin'er will not go back to Prince Qin's mansion from now on. Would you like to stay in the palace?"

Yun Wanqin was really a little annoyed this time, she twitched her hand suddenly, but she still didn't move at all. There was still a gap in strength between men and women, and she ground her teeth: "Did the prince drink again when he practiced the piano? Talking drunk again!"

"Gu didn't drink alcohol today, and Gu's capacity for drinking is very good. Even if he is very drunk, he still speaks the truth." The man's voice gradually became hoarse and depressed. With a curl of his fingers, he pulled out her pink and soft palm, and his crescent eyes were full of lust. Expectation, the curved arc, makes people tempted.

(End of this chapter)