Chapter 372 I will go to the battlefield and force him to retreat
Just as she was daydreaming, Yin'er in her arms suddenly giggled and scratched her face with her chubby little hands.
Xiyan looked down and saw her daughter's beautiful eyes, shining like obsidian immersed in water, with the tails of her eyes slightly upturned, with a bit of natural cuteness.
The little face is rosy like a ripe peach, the nose is small and straight, the lips are light cherry pink, and even the little gums exposed when yawning are cute.
This child is getting more and more exquisite as she grows. Her eyes and eyebrows have her charm, and there is also a hint of indescribable heroic spirit. She is as beautiful as a doll that walked out of a painting.
No wonder my father, mother, and two royal brothers all rush to Zhaohua Palace every day.
As soon as they entered the door, everyone stretched out their hands to hug Yin'er. Some of them rushed to hold her and refused to let go, muttering "Our Yin'er is such a treasure" over and over again. They were so excited, as if they had obtained a rare treasure.
Today, Queen Mother Jiang Jingyue has fully recovered. Every day, she walks in the Imperial Garden holding Father's hand, chatting and laughing, and they are as loving as before.
Xiyan looked at their figures walking hand in hand, and her heart felt as soft as a ball of cotton.
It is such a happy thing for the family to be reunited and live in harmony, enjoying the happiness of family life with Yin'er.
I just don’t know how long this peace and stability will last?
At this moment, Xiyan's depression was dispelled by Yin'er's innocent smile. She hugged her daughter tightly in her arms, kissed her soft cheeks again and again, and whispered:
"Yin'er, my Yin'er, as long as you are well, mother is not afraid of anything."
At this moment, Manluo's voice came from behind, with a hint of teasing:
"Hey, don't you feel annoyed holding Yin'er all day long?"
She was holding the osmanthus cake she had just brought from the imperial kitchen, and with a bored look on her face, she handed a piece to Xiyan.
"Here, just out of the nest."
Yin'er saw the pink and white pastry and curiously stretched out her chubby hand to grab it. Manluo smiled and patted the back of her hand:
"You're just a little baby, there's no place for you."
Xiyan looked at her heartless appearance and shook her head:
"I'm afraid there's no other mother in this world as cruel as you. You threw your own son away, only to have a leisurely life, spending all your days eating, drinking and having fun."
Manluo giggled and went over to tease Yin'er:
"I'm not like you, full of maternal love. I just want to give that bastard Chu Jin something to do so that he won't stare at me all day. I can't stand his clinginess."
Xiyan was amused by her. "The spies sent by my second brother reported back that Yue'er only clings to Chu Jin all day long. He won't tolerate anyone else holding him. He needs Daddy to do everything for him, including eating, drinking, and going to the toilet. He cries uncontrollably if things don't go his way. It's really driving Chu Jin crazy."
Manluo curled her lips, still unforgiving:
"I've known for a long time that he takes after me, a clingy person. Look, I was right to send him there. Chu Jin spends twelve hours a day with his son and has no time to look for me. That's why I can sneak some time out for a stroll.
She snorted, "In this world, no one except Chu Jin's dog nose can smell me. It's so comfortable."
Xiyan looked at her and sighed softly:
"You really don't miss your son at all? He's the child you gave birth to with so much difficulty."
Manluo paused teasing Yin'er's hand for a moment, a complex light flashed in her eyes, but she remained firm in her words:
"I don't even have time to be annoyed, why would I miss him?"
Xiyan saw it and laughed secretly in her heart.
But she knew that there were many times when, late at night, Manluo sneaked out of the palace and ran to the small courtyard where Chu Jin lived, peeking through the back window to peek at her son.
When she saw Chu Jin holding a white and tender chubby baby, with a sad look on his face and a smile on his face at times, she laughed to herself.
As a result, one time when Chu Jin was changing his diaper, his son's urine splashed on his face. She burst out laughing and was discovered by Chu Jin. He chased her for several blocks with his son in his arms like a dog until his son burst into tears. Only then did Chu Jin stop.
Manluo's duplicity hasn't changed at all.
She was just used to being free and undisciplined and didn't want to be bound by her son, but he was her flesh and blood after all, how could she just give him up?
Manluo looked at the sadness that could not be dispelled between Xiyan's brows, turned around and asked her:
"Why, are you worried about the evil spirit attacking Nanzhao?"
Xi Yan sighed softly: "He finally came."
"When a tree stands tall, phoenixes will appear; when flowers are fragrant, butterflies will come. His feelings for you are obvious; it's only a matter of time before he comes."
Xiyan's expression changed slightly, she pursed her lips and said nothing.
Manluo laughed instead and reached out to pinch Yin'er's little face:
"Honestly, that evil spirit has truly fallen in love with you. In the eight years I've been with him, I've never seen him act this way for anyone. It's like the sun is rising from the west. I used to think he was a stone that couldn't be warmed, a god, not a human, and wouldn't be tempted by worldly feelings."
"So what if I'm in love?" Xi Yan's voice turned a little colder.
"He has always been all about taking things by force, and never cared about my thoughts. He and I are just not the same kind of people at heart."
Manluo shook her head, and rarely became serious:
"You ran and he chased you. This tangle has lasted for so long. I'm afraid you can't escape even if you have wings. Xiao Nanyan's thoughts are as deep as the sea. Who can guess them? In my opinion, Nan Zhao will never have a peaceful day again."
"No!" Xi Yan raised her eyes suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes:
"I will never let Nan Zhao fall into dire straits, nor will I let my father and mother worry about me day and night."
Seeing her determined expression, Manluo became interested:
"Could it be... you want to go back to Tianqi with that evil spirit?"
"How is it possible?" Xi Yan said word by word:
"I will personally go to the battlefield and force him to retreat!"
Puff——
Manluo couldn't help laughing out loud:
"I think you're just a sheep leading a wolf into a den. You're so stupid! He taught us all this skill, and you still want to challenge the master?"
Xiyan's face turned cold:
"I've been with him for eight years, and I've been exposed to the military strategies he's read. I'm sure I understand them. On the battlefield, things change rapidly, and the outcome is still uncertain!"
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