Chapter 2880: You have to pretend to like her

Tingfu glanced at her again and whispered softly: "I also said a few words to that Yao Guiren..."
Hearing what he said, Nan Yan didn't say anything yet. Several people around him frowned, and even Xin Ping couldn't help pouting, "What!"
Nan Yan glanced at her.
He didn't say anything immediately, but asked Listening Fu: "Is the emperor talking to her, or is she talking to the emperor?"
Listening to Fu said: "The emperor asked her a few words."
"Oh……"
Nan Yan nodded gently, then waved his hand and said, "My palace understands, you can go down."
"Yes."
Ting Fu retired.
In fact, although Tingfu likes to inquire about it and tell Nanyan what he hears, he doesn't say much about those concubines in the harem showing their faces in front of the emperor.
After all, it would be really strange if the concubine of the harem didn't want to show her face in front of the emperor.
This time he will take the initiative to mention it, which shows that he is also a little unhappy in his heart.
Not only him, but even a peaceful person like Aunt Tongyun showed dissatisfaction between her brows, which shows how unwelcome Yao Ying is this time around.
However, Nan Yan didn't say anything to them, only told them to retreat and eat with Xinping alone.
On the contrary, Xinping seemed to have no appetite, and he didn't even drink the soup.
Nan Yan said softly: "What's the matter?"
Xinping pouted: "Mother, I hate that Yao nobleman!"
Nan Yan said, "What do you hate her for? Just because your father talked to her?"
"I don't hate whoever the father talks to, I hate her!"
"why?"
"Because she is so fake!"
"She? Very fake? How to say?"
Xinping jumped off the stool, ran to Nan Yan's side, and said in her ear: "That eulogy, I don't believe she wrote it for Qing Niangniang. She can't even cry in the mourning hall!"
Nanyan Road: "How do you know?"
Xinping said: "I watched it. She took a piece of and wrapped it in the veil. When she couldn't cry, she wiped her eyes with the veil and started crying."
"..."
"I thought about Niang Niang Qing's good, so I cried when I was sad. But she, she is not sad at all!"
Nan Yan couldn't help but smile.
Unexpectedly, at such a young age, Xin Ping's eyes were so sharp that she had discovered all such small things.
She asked: "Then, did you tell anyone else?"
Xinping snorted coldly: "I was too lazy to say it, but she pretended to be nice to Empress Qing to ask her father to care about her, so I wouldn't agree! I hate her, and I will tell her later!"
Nan Yan smiled and gently touched her face.
Then he said: "Xinping, mother said something to you, you must remember."
Xinping opened her eyes wide, and looked at her seriously: "What are you going to tell me, mother?"
Nan Yandao: "The more you hate someone, the more you have to pretend not to care. No matter what she does, don't be angry. Even you have to pretend to like her and pretend to be close to her."
"Huh? Why?"
"Because, if you do this, she doesn't know that you hate her, and she doesn't know what you are going to do."
"..."
"This way, wouldn't it make you safer from being harmed by others?"
Xinping blinked.
After all, she is still young. Although this is simple, the truth is a little bit unintelligible. After thinking for a long time, she nodded with difficulty: "Erchen, you know."
After speaking, she walked back to her stool and sat down.
Holding the bowl, but did not continue to eat. Instead, he thought about it for a long time. Then he looked up at Nan Yan and asked seriously: "The mother concubine just said that she must pretend not to hate her so that she does not know what I want. What do I do. But what shall I do?"
"..."
"Or, who is going to do what?"
Nan Yan smiled, but didn't answer the question, just put a little bit of food in her bowl.
Softly said: "Let's eat."
Xinping couldn't get her answer, so he stopped asking more, just continued to eat with doubts.
The mourning hall of the imperial concubine was set up for three days. During these three days, Nan Yan would bring Xinping and Xiao Chengjun to the Jiyan Hall to give incense every day, and Zhu Feng also returned to the bedroom to rest.
On the third day, Wei Wang Zhu Chengxuan finally returned to the capital.
When he got the news, Nan Yan was taking a pair of children to dinner at Yonghe Palace. As soon as he heard that King Wei was back, Xin Ping immediately said with joy: "Brother is back!"
Sitting in the chair, Xiao Chengjun, who was fed by Ruoshui with a spoon, also screamed with joy.
"Brother, brother!"
Nan Yan said helplessly: "You guys, be closer to my brother than this mother in this palace!"
After speaking, she asked, "Well, where is King Wei?"
Listening to the blessing: "His Royal Highness Wang already knew about the imperial concubine on the way, changed her clothes, and went straight to the feast hall."
Nan Yan thought for a while, let the two children finish the meal in a few bites, and took them along.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the banquet hall, I heard the crying inside.
When he walked in, Zhu Chengxuan knelt before the spirit, already crying into tears.
Speaking of it, his relationship with Xinqing is deeper than that with Nan Yan. After all, Xinqing is an old man in the Yan King’s Mansion and he grew up watching him. When Zhu Chengxuan didn’t like Yan Wang, Xin Qing didn’t. The relationship between father and son should not be softened in the middle.
For him, Xinqing is also a motherly existence.
But now, she is also gone.
Seeing Zhu Chengxuan as a servant, he obviously hurried back day and night without feeling asleep. At this time, he cried so much that he couldn't hold it anymore. Other people didn't dare to persuade, and it was difficult to persuade him.
Only Nan Yan stepped forward and reached out to support his arm.
"Your Highness."
Zhu Chengxuan raised his head with tears on his face. He looked at Nan Yan and cried and said, "Holy concubine, how could this be?"
"..."
"Why did she also leave."
"..."
"Can't you keep the people around me, the people I care about?"
Seeing him crying, Nan Yan's eyes were also red, but she couldn't say a word.
Birth, old age, sickness, and death are originally the hardships of life, and this kind of suffering is unavoidable no matter how high you are or how much wealth you have.
She could not persuade, nor could she persuade.
He could only step forward when Zhu Chengxuan was crying, and gently hugged the child.
After crying in her arms for a long time, Zhu Chengxuan finally calmed down.
His eyes were red from crying.
Xinping and Xiao Chengjun originally wanted to come to see their brother. When they saw his brother crying bitterly, they both dared not go forward. Xinping took his brother until he saw his brother calm down. Then they cautiously stepped forward and said softly. :"brother……"
Zhu Chengxuan glanced at them with red eyes.
Bend down and hugged his younger brother and sister.
He whispered: "You all must be obedient, you must be obedient, and don't encounter any danger. My brother will protect you, and I will not let anyone take away my relatives!"