Ling Yixin, Ling Yixin, the Yi of memories.
Qin Ye respected Ai Ai's choice and immediately gave orders to hold a special wedding for her in Prince Chen's Mansion.
On the day of the wedding ceremony, Ai Ai wore a bright red wedding dress, held Ling Yixing's tablet, and bowed to heaven and earth three times, fulfilling her childhood dream.
I still remember those years.
Her mother died early, and her father was a gambler who sold her to human traffickers for money. When the human traffickers abused and oppressed her, the adults were like a ray of light in the darkness and a piece of driftwood when she was drowning, and they saved her from the abyss.
That day, the sun was shining brightly, the black market was in chaos, and the adult in a white robe was so noble, elegant, and gentle.
The moment she looked at the adults for the first time, she knew that the seed in her heart had sprouted, growing wildly and uncontrollably until it became a towering tree.
Today, the dream has come true.
The wedding was special and grand. After hearing the story of the two, the guests and the people wept:
"It turns out that the princess's maid was pregnant with her brother's child. Her brother has passed away, but she is willing to be a widow for the rest of her life. She is only twenty years old!"
"Still so young..."
"How many women in the world can do this?"
"Alas, this love that transcends life and death is so touching. Unfortunately, fate plays tricks on us... I wish all lovers in the world can finally get married!"
Ai Ai lived in Prince Chen's Mansion as the widow of the national teacher. With this status, she was naturally free from the rumors outside. She and Qin Ye would always be together. They were master and servant, sisters, and even a family.
Two months later.
Zhan Hu and Xiao Wu also held a wedding ceremony, as the two discussed it for a very long time before finalizing it.
Zhan Hu is from the Western Regions, but Xiao Wu's family is in Jiangnan. The two places are far apart, and Xiao Wu is timid and dares not leave home so far.
Zhan Hu is considerate and willing to settle down in Jiangnan.
After discussion, Zhan Hu decided that if Jing Yi was in Jiangnan, he would stay in Jiangnan, and if there was anything important in the Western Regions, he would take Xiao Wu back.
Reached an agreement.
They became a couple again.
In autumn, the crops were abundant and the melons were ripe. After more than ten hours of agony, Qin Ye finally gave birth to a big fat boy.
Everyone in the palace was happy, except Zong Zheng Ziye, who frowned and looked worried as if he had lost millions.
"son?"
He really didn't believe it.
"Is it really a son?"
He picked up the swaddling clothes, opened the corner of the clothes, glanced between the baby's legs, saw a little sparrow, and covered his eyes with great heartache.
Don't want to accept it!
He paused for two seconds and looked again. The little sparrow was hanging there motionlessly, and he felt even more sad.
He sighed again:
"Brother, you are unlucky. From now on, sister will beat us both together!"
"I like my little brother!" Wei Xi was so happy that she held the big fat boy weighing seven or eight kilograms in her arms and said:
"I won't beat my brother, Zong Zheng Ziye. Getting beaten is your job. It has nothing to do with my brother."
"?"
What do you mean?
Isn't he the younger brother?
Ziye glared: "Sis, from now on, if you beat me up, you have to beat him up too. Treat us equally, okay? You can't be partial to one and not the other!"
This made everyone laugh.
Is this how the term favoritism is used?
Five days later, Ai Ai also gave birth to a big fat boy. The child was fair and tender, and his eyebrows and eyes looked very much like Ling Yixing.
Qin Ye held the child in his arms, and the depression that had been pent up in his heart for many years was finally relieved. He laughed out loud with relief.
I laughed so hard that tears came out. The interweaving of pain and love, joy and happiness, sadness and joy, is nothing better than this...