Pampered Consort’s Acting Awards: 114. Finale

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==Chapter 114 Finale==

When Qin Juan woke up, the emperor and the prince were beside her. On the side of her pillow was her newborn baby boy.

Xiao Yu took her hand, rubbed her fingertips, and whispered: "Are you awake?"

Qin Juan nodded and looked up to see the wrinkles in her swaddling clothes. At one glance, her heart softened into a puddle of water.

She died in childbirth in her last life, and she couldn't hold on after just looking at Yun'er for a few times. At that time, she just thought that there might be many regrets in her life.

She didn't dare to hope that she could hold her own child again.

Qin Juan reached out and touched Erbao's face.

"The imperial doctor has seen it. My brother is very strong and cries loudly. Thank you for your hard work, Aling." Xiao Yu smiled lightly and said, "As you said, he is a prince."

Qin Juan's eyes were slightly red, and her attention was entirely on the newborn prince.

The child's fist was pink and the skin was so tender and thin that people didn't dare to exert any force. Qin Juan smiled at the corner of her mouth, leaned forward and kissed his hand.

This scene was so heartwarming that Xiao Yu couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her forehead.

Prince Dudu stood aside and said nothing for a long time. He couldn't describe what it felt like, but he didn't dare to step forward.

After a long while, he whispered: "Mother."

Qin Juan then asked her eldest son, "Huh?"

Xiao Yun whispered: "Mother, I will take good care of my second brother from now on."

This sentence broke Qin Juan's heart.

She then remembered that she had just ignored her eldest son, who was only four years old.

There are many people in the palace who gossip. It is a fact that the prince is born to Empress Yuan. It cannot be hidden. Even if Xiao Yun never pays attention to it and grows up slowly, it is inevitable that she will not think too much about it. .

Qin Juan reached out to him and whispered: "Yun'er, come here..."

The prince walked over and asked, "Are you tired, queen mother?"

Qin Juan kissed him on the face, paused, and kissed him again.

The little prince shook his fist, glanced at his father, and said sheepishly: "Auntie..."

Qin Juan touched his cheek and said, "I promise you that I will give you a younger sister in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, the carved beams and painted buildings around him faded instantly, and the prince seemed to be in a lantern festival during the Lantern Festival, with three thousand lanterns rising slowly.

There are four big characters written on the lamp - I love my sister.

His eyes lit up, "Aniang! Really!"

Qin Juan nodded, "Yeah, really."

This decisive tone...

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at her in surprise, and raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

The wind blew up at the soles of His Highness the Crown Prince's feet, and his whole body floated away. This was probably what it felt like to be saved from a desperate situation.

In the evening, Xiao Yun returned to Nuange, walked to the second prince, and said: "Second brother, my mother-in-law said that we will have a younger sister."

Xiao Yun shook his hand before even opening his eyes.

The prince raised his fist and bumped with him.

After having a son, there were many more thought-provoking sighs from both the government and the public.

They all seem to be waiting for the scene where the two legitimate princes will fight against each other in the future, and the current queen will interfere in the government affairs by relying on her pampering.

Unexpectedly, this successor had no interest in government affairs at all, and knew how to seduce the emperor with charming methods. The three palaces and six courtyards were in vain, and all the drafts in the draft were rejected. There was no comparison with the virtuous and virtuous Empress Su.

The queen is useless, so that’s it.

However, the old foxes in the upper dynasty expected to turn against the Crown Prince and King Yu, but things did not go as they expected. The brothers were not waiting for the enmity, but they were waiting to climb the wall...

The prince studied diligently and was strict with himself since childhood. He was the exact replica of the emperor. He was the almost perfect next-generation wise king in the heart of the old lady. However, it was because of the unlearned King Yu that he hooked his brother out of the palace every day.

As soon as the old lady left, Prince Yu leaned against the door and said, "Brother, let's go."

The prince held his pen and said nothing, only to hear King Yu say again: "Let's go! The play is about to begin. Su Lingyi and Su Youlin are both going. You really don't want to go..."

The prince holds the pen, it is not easy for the prince, the prince sighs.

King Yu said again: "If you don't leave, then I'll go take care of Anle."

There was a "pop" sound.

The prince put down the Langhao scroll in his hand and ran away with King Yu.

The old lady was blowing her beard and staring. She just wanted to drive King Yu to the fiefdom early in the future and never return to the capital.

Unexpectedly, King Yu leaned back in his chair, raised his legs, opened and closed his fan, and said with curled lips: "I am in the capital, and I am not going anywhere. The master should give up on this idea as soon as possible."

‌‌The prince turned a deaf ear to the messy advice.

Until a long, long time later, cholera broke out across the borders of the Zhou Dynasty, and King Yu, the devil in the capital, was the first to ask for an expedition.

He said that he did not seek fame or fortune in his life, nor did he seek to leave a name in history.

But if he is his elder brother.

Go through fire and water, no matter what.

In fact, it is not very accurate to compare King Yu to the Devil of Kyoto. After all, there is Princess Anle riding on his head.

That is the only person King Yu can't afford to offend.

Princess Anle was born to Yanxi seven years ago, with three brothers and one sister.

From the inner court of the harem to the eldest princess’s mansion, from the eldest princess’s mansion to the Zhenguo Duke’s Palace, from the Zhenguo Duke’s Palace to the Chengenhou Palace, from the Forbidden City to the Yunli Long Street where honorable men and women gather, she can get through it. Walk sideways.

The day when Princess Anle chose her concubine was comparable to a certain emperor choosing his concubine in a certain year.

Of course, this is all for later.

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The sunset illuminates the courtyard, and the sycamore leaves fall.

As soon as autumn comes, Xiao Yu's old illness will start to hurt.

The lifespan lost due to reincarnation is only one of them. The most serious one is the old wounds left in the previous battles.

Qin Juan recalled the year when she entered the palace again. When she heard him cough, it was like hearing the cry of an oriole outside. Watching the emperor put on clothes and drink medicine, even as soon as Xiao Yu entered the room, she went over to check whether her hands were cold.

Love or not love is so simple and straightforward.

It must be said that men who seek the world are always far more scheming than others.

The strong and cheerful demeanor that I had with Eunuch Sheng on weekdays completely disappeared once I entered the Kunning Palace.

Such as this moment.

Xiao Yu came back from the court. The first step was to call Aling. The second step was to put his fist to his lips and cough twice.

Qin Juan walked over and took the medicine that was neither cold nor hot. When Xiao Yu finished drinking it, she would stuff him with a candied fruit like she did to her son.

In the evening, after the two of them took a shower, they went to bed together.

Qin Juan leaned against him, touched the scar on his chest, and whispered softly: "Sanlang."

Xiao Yuqi glanced at her, "What do you want to do again?"

Qin Chan said: "From now on... Your Majesty, why don't you practice boxing every day when you go to court?"

Xiao Yu frowned slightly and said: "Aling, among those post-war veterans, there are quite a few who lived to be octogenarians."

Qin Jing's soft fingertips wandered around his chest: "But they don't work day and night..."

Xiao Yu lowered his head and kissed her, "Don't torment me anymore. I would like to thank you for this."

It's too soft, isn't it?

Qin Juan raised her hand, rubbed the corners of her eyes with her fingertips, tears rolled down her face, and she choked in a low voice: "But I'm only nineteen."

Xiao Yu looked at her with bated breath, noncommittal.

Qin Juan said again: "Although His Majesty still looks good, he is obviously showing his age in autumn, and government affairs are piled up, so it is better to ensure the dragon body as soon as possible."

The man couldn't listen to what he said next.

When Qin Chan opened and closed her red lips and uttered the words "she looks old", his eyes couldn't help but fall below him.

Qin Juan pushed him and took out a set of boxing techniques, "Give it a try."

The emperor put down the fold in his hand and threw her punch.

He suddenly smiled, turned over, and pinned the person underneath him.

He held her two small hands with one hand and untied her girdle. Qin Juan shook her calf and asked, "What are you doing?"

The emperor bit her neck and whispered: "Koukou you."

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The leaves have fallen on the mat, and the windows are covered with fog. It’s the full night of the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15th again.

The courtyard is deep, Xiao Yuping retired from the palace, sitting in front of a red sandalwood table inlaid with white marble, holding his wife in his arms, drinking wine and admiring the moon with his two sons.

Full of interest and fun.

It's just that the queen's temper is getting worse and worse, and she won't even let him drink wine.

As soon as Xiao Yu mentioned the golden bottle, Qin Juan kissed him and said, "Sanlang, let's change the tea."

The man smiled beautifully, put his thin lips against her ear, and begged her in a low voice, "Just have one drink."

Only one cup.

May I respect the person I love, and see you often in flowers and moonlit nights.

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