In the carriage, Song Le'an thought of the old emperor's dark face and couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.
When Song Le'an smiled, it was like opening the funny holes of everyone in the family, and everyone couldn't help but laugh along.
What is my fifth brother laughing at? He's so funny. That baby should laugh too, hahahaha...
Song Jiujiu waved her little hands, kicked her legs, and laughed along with the baby.
Ye Peizhu hugged her daughter and couldn't help but bent down and kissed her chubby little face.
"You are such a clever little ghost."
[Hey, my beautiful mother praised me! ]
The imperial concubine's bedroom is a little distance away from the Qiankun Palace.
It is clear to everyone in the world that the Imperial Concubine is the most favored concubine of the old emperor.
But the old emperor did not place her in the bedroom closest to the Qiankun Palace.
In this regard, King Kang did not feel that there was anything wrong at all in the past few decades.
But after listening to his daughter's inner voice and knowing that the old emperor's favor towards him and his mother might not be true, he also thought about this carefully.
The more I think about it, the more I feel that the favor from the old emperor may be an illusion.
The carriage stopped in front of the imperial concubine's beauty palace. The imperial concubine, wearing a luxurious cloak, was standing in front of the door early in the morning, looking out.
Seeing the carriage stop, she walked forward in surprise.
"Mother, it's cold outside. You don't have to wait for us outside."
King Kang looked at his mother's face, which had turned pale due to the cold wind, and advised her with concern.
"Mother is waiting inside too. I can see you earlier here."
The imperial concubine is nearly fifty years old, but she is well maintained and there are no wrinkles on her fair face.
Her eyes were still very clear, not cloudy at all. She didn't look like she was nearly fifty years old, but more like a woman in her twenties.
Ye Peizhu, her mother and her two children bowed to the imperial concubine, who looked at them with joy.
"No need to be polite, come in, it's warm in the room.
Why aren't Xiaoyi, Xiaoer, and Xiaosan here? Haven't they returned to the capital yet? "
When the imperial concubine is in a good mood, her cherry lips never stop moving.
Prince Kang explained, "Mother, they haven't returned yet. When they do, I'll have them come to the palace to see you."
"Okay, then you must remember this. It's a pity that today is our granddaughter's full moon ceremony, and none of her three brothers can attend."
After expressing her regret, the imperial concubine sat down next to Ye Peizhu and looked curiously at the chubby little baby in her arms.
"My little granddaughter is so cute. She will definitely be a little beauty when she grows up.
Peizhu, come and hug my little granddaughter."
The imperial concubine opened her arms expectantly.
Ye Peizhu smiled and handed Song Jiujiu to the imperial concubine with great confidence.
Song Jiujiu opened her bright dark eyes and looked at the imperial concubine, sniffing her little nose.
[Is this my biological grandmother? She had already passed away when I came back in my previous life.
I haven't even met the Royal Grandmother yet. She's so beautiful! Luckily, my father took after her and is also handsome.
The imperial concubine who was holding Song Jiujiu's smile froze for a moment.
Where did the sound she just heard come from?
When King Kang heard his daughter's thoughts, his heart skipped a beat.
Did my mother pass away so early in my previous life?
But my mother has always been in good health. Could it be that in her previous life, she lost the favor of my father?
[Alas, what a pity, such a beautiful imperial grandmother passed away before she was 60 years old in her previous life.
It was obvious that the Empress Dowager died of poisoning, but the old emperor insisted on spreading the news that the Empress Dowager hanged herself because she had done something wrong to him!
He even fabricated the story of the Empress Dowager's mistress out of thin air, throwing a huge bucket of dirty water on the deceased Empress Dowager!
When my father heard about it, he didn't believe it at all and secretly ordered people to investigate the truth of the Empress Dowager's death.
Who knew that the old emperor deliberately leaked the evidence so that my father's people could investigate it.
My father really believed that the Empress Dowager had done something wrong to the old emperor, so he did not continue the investigation.
It’s a pity that the truth about my royal grandmother’s death was buried.
However, if my soul hadn't stayed in the human world for a long time after my death in my previous life and hadn't known these truths, I'm afraid I would have thought the same as my father.
Song Jiujiu looked at the royal grandmother who was now alive in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh again.
The imperial concubine's heart was already in a knot. She was now certain that the voice she heard was the voice of her little granddaughter.
She had heard of such bizarre things before.
But she didn't expect that she would actually meet him in person.
And what my granddaughter said about her past life...
Did the emperor really treat her like this in her previous life?
The imperial concubine didn't want to believe it, but her intuition told her that what her granddaughter said was true and that it was something that happened in her previous life.
"Why is my little granddaughter still sighing? It's not good for her to sigh like that at such a young age. It will only sigh away her good fortune.
Grandma blows on the baby, blowing away all the bad luck and bringing back all the good fortune."
The imperial concubine's expression returned to normal and she temporarily suppressed her thoughts.
"Mother, the baby's name is Song Jiujiu. Peizhu dreamed that the baby came to her and told her that he wanted to be called this name. Isn't it magical?"
King Kang forced a smile to distract himself from his daughter's recent words.
"Song Jiujiu, Jiuer, that sounds nice. Our Jiuer is really amazing. She can even come up with her own name."
The imperial concubine tapped Song Jiujiu's little nose affectionately and praised her in a pinched voice.
[Hehe, actually it’s not a name I chose myself, it was given to me by my adoptive parents in my previous life.
Grandma smells so good, let me smell it again.]
Song Jiujiu couldn't help but sniff again.
"Jiu'er has been sniffing. Could it be that she smelled the sachet that grandma was wearing?"
As the imperial concubine spoke, she took out a pale pink sachet embroidered with plum blossoms from her waist.
[This seems to be it. Let me smell it again.]
Song Jiujiu stretched out her little hand and grabbed the sachet in the imperial concubine's hand.
The imperial concubine then let go of her hand.
Song Jiujiu put the sachet towards her face and smelled it.
I kind of like this smell, but I wonder what's in it.
"Jiu'er, do you like this sachet? Grandma gave it to you. But baby, you still can't smell too many spices, otherwise it's bad for your health. I'll give this sachet to your mother and let her keep it for you, okay?"
The imperial concubine took Song Jiujiu's little hand and wanted to take the sachet away.
After hearing this, Song Jiujiu let go.
[Then let mother keep it for me.]
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