41: Shangyuan

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After the snow in the yard melted, the soil became moist and full of vitality because of the dampness. The moon rose embroidered flowers by the window, sighing that the Spring Festival has only been over for a while? Even the wind is warm.

Mei Li walked around the room holding Yunke, making him happy. When spring is here, she can go outside to play with Yunke in her arms. Born in winter, he has never seen the vast blue sky and white clouds.

Yuemo and Yuemei smiled and led Aunt Yu'an into the house. Although she moved back from the palace to the palace, Aunt Yu'an still came to visit every now and then, bringing the rewards and instructions of her ancestors.

Aunt Yu'an took a few steps to catch up and hugged Yunke, laughing and teasing him, "Xiao Yunke will take a hundred days, and he will look better and better. How good, Gege, look, he still rushes at me. Laughing." Because she had watched the birth with her own eyes and had been taking care of her concerns, she was very close to Yunke.

The maid who followed her held a few large trays covered with red cloth, which were filled with baby things given by the ancestors. Mei Li picked up the little red jacket and looked at it with a smile. The exquisitely crafted style is exactly the same as the adult's. The size is so small that it is too cute to put it down.

Yu'an handed the child to the mother and opened the red cloth one by one to explain to Mei Li. The little red gown was asked by the ancestors to pray for blessings. She opened the lining of the little gown, and there was a seam on the side. A small bag stitched with muslin cloth. "This is sewn by the ancestor himself, and it is filled with a safe talisman handwritten by the eminent monk. Let our Xiao Yunke put it on in a hundred days, so that we will live a long life for a hundred days!"

Mei Li stroked the thin and slippery fabric of her gown, her eyes were sore. The ancestor cared about Yunke so much that she was more grateful than anything, more grateful than what the ancestor did for her.

Aunt Yu'an also had a sore nose, and Suying was about to give birth in these two days, and the Qing Palace was so busy, who could take care of Xiao Yunke's hundred days? She is also in her early forties, and she has a deep understanding of the world. Rumors about Yunke's life experience have long spread among relatives and nobles. Although Prince Jingxuan didn't say anything, his carelessness with this son was obvious.

The ancestors also secretly distressed for this, and they deliberately explained to the grid that the rumors will not disappear because of the ancestors' restraints. Don't tell them face to face, don't tell them behind the scenes? It will only become darker and darker. If you have a clear conscience, why do you need to explain it? Instead, sit down and guess. Secondly, anyone who knows Jing Xuan's temperament well knows that once he recognizes it in his heart, he will not listen to persuasion.

"The old ancestors said that the child is small and too expensive to be afraid of losing the fortune. This longevity lock was made by the most skillful goldsmith of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and was sent here from the capital."

Mei Li picked up the small box with the golden lock, the small lock piece was very delicate...

Jing Xuan went back to the room after dark, and saw the rewards lined up on the note, his eyes flickered slightly. Recently Suying, the emperor's messenger was too messy, and Mei Li didn't mention it, he even forgot. It's all done.

She was sitting in the chair by the lamp, with a faint pity when she looked at him, "The day after tomorrow is Yunke's hundred days..." She said softly, "Just prepared a table of wine and food in the room, you ...Must come."

She asked for Yunke!

As soon as the war broke out, her official duties were heavy, and Suying was about to give birth again. He didn't care about Yunke, and she didn't complain. Even if he wants to set a big banquet for Yunke, there are still only a few people who truly bless Yunke, she understands this. But... no matter how simple it is, he should come as an Ama!

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