Chapter 560: Past and present, he has always protected her

As everyone knows, it is precisely because of Xiao Yi's existence that she can live so long in the deep palace.
Where she can't see, this man always guards her carefully.
But she was so ignorant and so fierce towards him...
Xiao Yi frowned, thinking that the little girl was frightened by the imperial wife's dystocia, so he took her into her arms and coaxed her: "If Jiaojiao is afraid of having children, we won’t give birth. What a big thing is worthy of you. Cry like this?"
Nan Baoyi felt even more sour.
She fell into his arms and shook her head vigorously.
At this time, Wen Tong had been dystocia for six or seven hours.
When the child was finally born, his face flushed and he barely breathed.
Wen Tong and the maids thought that Wen Tong had a stillbirth, and suddenly became panicked. Fortunately, Jiang Sui was cold and calm and rescued the child in time.
The loud cry suddenly sounded before dawn.
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi were stunned at the same time.
He Yesheng was afraid that she would be helpless when the girl from her family had a dystocia. With the mentality of learning experience, she also went into the dormitory to help. At this time, he ran out hurriedly, like a joy: "His Royal Highness, Concubine, Tong gave birth to one. Boy! Doctor Jiang said that although he is weaker, he is still healthy!"
Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi hurriedly stepped into the bedroom.
The house breathed through, and the smell of blood was gone.
Wen Tong was lying on the couch, still looking weak.
There is a carved sandalwood cradle next to the couch, and the child wrapped in a swaddle is really weak.
Xiao Yi held back the crowd and carefully picked up the child.
Nan Baoyi's hands were itchy, and whispered: "You let me hug..."
Wen Tong watched them grab the child and looked at the child again, showing a strange brilliance that belonged to his mother on his pale face.
She warmly said: "This child was born safely, it is Xiao Lang's credit. Xiao Lang, you are his pro-uncle, can you name him?"
Xiao Yi groaned and raised his eyes.
It was before dawn.
The sky outside the window was white with fish belly, and a few ray of golden sunlight poured into the earth in a radiant manner through the thick clouds.
He looked at the child in his hand again.
After a long while, he said, "Long Yun is very happy, and the strong sun is Zhaozhao. Just call him Xiao Dingzhao."
"Ding Zhao..." Wen Tong pinned the name, "Good name."
Seeing Nan Baoyi eagerly trying to hug the child, Xiao Lang refused to give her a hug, so she smiled and said, "Jiaojiao, right? It's just that the name is weak, so the name can't be too beautiful, it can be cheap. Words, only in this way can you hold down Xie Chong little devil."
Nan Baoyi had bright eyes.
She finally hugged the little baby, and was very surprised at this young life, and said seriously: "Then call it Awei. When Yan Luo hears this name, she must think that the baby is weak and stupid, so they won't hook his soul. Up!"
Wen Tong liked this name very much, so he praised it with a smile.
In this half of autumn, Nan Baoyi ran to the west building almost every day.
She doesn't like children very much, but Awei is too good-behaved. She is the best-behaved baby she has ever seen. She takes care of this little child, and even puts on a vest made by herself for Awei's ability. Shen Xin followed the embroidered mother to learn embroidery.
Wen Tong watched her teasing Ahwei with a rattle, and said softly, "I am already a broken body, and I don't know when I will die. Jiaojiao is so good to Ahwei, I will die tomorrow, and I have nothing to worry about. regret."
Nan Baoyi was startled.
She raised her eyes. Although the sister-in-law had a smile on her lips, there was no vitality in her eyes.
The imperial sister-in-law wanted to die...
This thought made her feel cold.
She immediately put down the rattle and said with a smile: "In spring, the imperial sister-in-law taught me the white dance. I'm going to be unfamiliar. The chrysanthemums in the garden bloom beautifully. Will the imperial sister-in-law accompany me to enjoy the flowers and practice dancing?"
Wen Tong could see through her mind at a glance.
But it is better to be gentle.
Baizhu Dance is a popular music and dance in Da Yong.
The woman wears a flying bun full of fairy spirit, wears a white linen palace gown, tightly tied at the waist, showing that the waist is full and unbearable, but the skirt is very loose, and the two sleeves are extremely long. When dancing sleeves, it is like flowing fragrance and snow, elegant and graceful, graceful and graceful.
Nan Baoyi painted peach blossom makeup and put on a white tunic.
The Wangfu musicians accompany him.
She has a good memory. The dance she learned in the spring, when Wen Tong mentioned a few words, she remembered all the details again. She raised her eyebrows and turned her sleeves, as if the city was independent, the sleeves could be rushed or slow, extremely radiant.
Wen Tong praised: "Jiaojiao is tall and tall, and she is very flexible. She is really good for dancing. In addition to dance art, Baiyu Dance also pays attention to facial expressions. Your eyes must catch the audience, and you must empathize with them through your eyes. communicate with."
Nan Baoyi's sleeves are veneered, revealing the delicate face.
She felt that it was not that she had talent, but that the emperor's wife taught well.
In the previous life, she had also studied singing and dancing in the Jiaofang Division, but the lady of the Jiaofang Division beat and scolded her at every turn. She was terrified in her heart. After learning it for a month, she did not learn it.
The imperial sister-in-law is so gentle and patient, and she often praises her, so she learns more vigorously.
This room is lively.
The maids of half of the palace came to watch them curiously.
What's more, the sisters also squabbled, shy and beautifully following the white dance.
Lotus Leaf stood on the veranda, his eyes filled with her own girl, and couldn't help clapping his hands in applause.
Yun Xiu was about to die of anger, and said in a deep voice, "The concubine is stupid, and are you stupid? Are you also stupid? Miss Tong is a concubine, but gave birth to the eldest son for her son. The concubine is young and I don’t know what it means to be jealous. Our maids must be sensible!"
Lotus Leaf is ignorant.
"Since the King of England was canonized as the prince, the situation in the imperial city has been suddenly severe. I heard that the Imperial Guard closed the palace. Because of his physical illness, the prince even ordered the prince to jail the country. Since the fall, the prince has been busy outside the house. I rarely return home. Lotus, we have to plan for the concubine!"
Lotus leaf is even more ignorant: "We are just maids, how do we plan?"
Yunxiu was about to speak when the servant in the palace suddenly hurried over with a bright yellow imperial edict.
With a sharp voice, he smiled and said: "Please accept the order from Lord Jing, Princess Jing, and Princess Shi!"
at the same time.
Dongfu Garden, Yulouchun.
On the stage, they still babbled and sang, and there are no empty seats in the audience. They are all powerful and powerful in Beijing.
The second floor is an elegant seat, with screens and tea fragrance.
Xiao Yiyu crowned his hair, draped loosely in a black woven gold robe, leaning against the window for a drink.
The noble son of Shengxue in white knelt down beside him and said in a low voice: "The token of King Jing's Imperial Guard was stolen by Chu Huaixiu. With the token to dispatch the army, he has completely controlled the entire city of Shengjing. "
Xiao Yi played with the wine cup.
Chu Huaixiu was deeper than he expected.
I don't know when, I stole the Imperial Guard token.
Even in just half an autumn, he completely controlled the imperial city.
Shen Yichao said again: "He made an order today to come to Yulouchun to see you. I'm watching, I'm afraid it's a weasel who is paying a New Year's greeting to the chicken.