"Brother, remember, our Jin'er's birthday is on the third day of March, when peach blossoms fill the sky."
Feng Changye said gently. "Yes!"
When Si Jin saw that his brother really remembered his birthday, he burst into laughter.
He knew that his brother was not lying to him and that he would definitely come back to celebrate his birthday next March.
He asked again, "Brother, when is your birthday? Jin'er also wants to celebrate your birthday—"
Feng Changye scratched his little nose and said, "Brother's birthday is February 2, the day when the dragon raises its head."
Si Jin's tear-soaked eyes became especially bright. He leaned on his brother's shoulder and said happily, "Brother, on February 2nd, the dragon raises its head. Jin'er, on March 3rd, the peach blossoms bloom... Please remember both of your birthdays, Jin'er!"
He touched his brother's cheek with his chubby little hand, "Brother, I definitely won't be back on your birthday, but Jin'er will send you a gift... Brother, what do you like?"
Feng Changye smiled gently and said, "Brother likes everything Jin'er gives him."
Si Jin smiled again.
He knew that his brother loved him the most.
So his brother liked whatever he gave him.
Feng Changye held him and coaxed him for a while before he was willing to let go of his brother's clothes and let him go.
Watching his brother and sister-in-law walking out of the yard, he followed them step by step. When they reached the door, Si Sangsang didn't let him see them off, so he held on to the door with one hand and waved his other hand with tears in his eyes.
"Brother, sister-in-law, you must come back to see Jin'er!"
Feng Changye and Zhu Wuhuan looked back at him and nodded.
He was still waving goodbye to his brother and sister-in-law until they had walked a long way away.
After the two figures disappeared from sight, he sadly threw himself into Si Sangsang's arms.
His and his brother's father died in battle, and his brother was away in another province, so he and his mother were the only ones living in this courtyard...
Seeing that there were families of more than a dozen people living together on both sides of the house, he suddenly felt very envious.
Why can’t my brother live with them?
He also wants to live with his brother.
He can help his brother coax his nephews and nieces every day...
He said sullenly, "Mom, Jin'er can write Jin'er and your name now. Can you teach Jin'er to remember the names of my brother and sister-in-law tonight?"
He raised his head and looked at Si Sangsang, "By the way, mother, is my brother's name Si Ye? And my sister-in-law's name Huan Niang?"
Si Sangsang nodded and rubbed the little guy's head with a smile, "Jin'er is really smart. Mom will teach you how to write tonight."
Si Jin looked out the door, clenching his fists.
When his brother's birthday comes, he will personally write a letter to his brother and give him a gift.
He wants his brother to praise him! ...
On the way back to the palace, Feng Changye leaned against the wall of the carriage, holding a cup of tea in his hand, his eyes looking lost.
Zhu Wuhuan glanced at him sideways but didn't disturb him.
He must be regretting his brotherhood with King Jin...
Although Jin'er is doing well now, she can never fill the regret between him and King Jin.
She lowered her eyes and drank tea, thinking about the most appropriate way to give Song Anqiao death.
Actually, to be honest, this woman didn't make any big mistakes.
In history, this woman escaped from the Zhu family. After the Zhu family was vindicated, she wanted to use a wild child to pretend to be a member of the Zhu family and enjoy the blessings... This plan was ruined by her, a time traveler, and now this woman has not succeeded at all.
This woman colluded with Prince Jin to harm the Zhu family, but because of the appearance of this time traveler, Prince Jin was captured, and this woman failed to harm the Zhu family.
Even the medicine that this woman prepared for my second brother to end his family lineage had not yet been administered successfully.
Actually, the only thing this woman did was to use Jun Yang to deceive the Zhu family for over a year, but if you were to truly describe how heinous this was, it's hard to say...
Oh, this woman is really like that. Everything she does is disgusting. But if it really goes to court, she'll be acquitted with just ten strokes of the cane.
Fortunately, they didn't have to go to court with Song Anqiao, and didn't have to watch the woman being acquitted with frustration.
If a commoner had such a disgusting daughter-in-law in his family, and he wanted to kill her but couldn't, and wanted to sue her but couldn't, how frustrating would that be?
"Are you feeling frustrated? But there are so many disgusting people like Song Anqiao in this world, and you can't do anything about them."
At some point, Feng Changye ended his melancholy. He listened to Zhu Wuhuan's inner thoughts and came over to interrupt.
Zhu Wuhuan looked at him sideways and sighed.
yes.
There aren't that many people who are extremely evil in this world. There are more people who behave in a way that disgusts others. But if you really want to make a fuss about it, it's not that harmful. You can only endure her disgust while continuing to watch her act.
This kind of people are simply called the best relatives.
Out of ten households, seven or eight will encounter such a person.
Feng Changye reached out and held her in his arms.
He said.
"She hasn't committed any serious offenses, and even if she does, she hasn't actually started. So, we won't kill her. We'll just imprison her in the Sky Prison for eternity, forbidding anyone to visit. It will be as if she doesn't exist in this world until she dies."
"As for the rest of the Song family, they will be exiled to the eastern border."
"Since the Song family has harbored the intention of colluding with the Prince of Jin and since they want to harm the Zhu family who have worked so hard and made great contributions guarding the border, then I will let them go to the border and experience the hardships of war."
"The Western Yuan Dynasty has been pacified, but the Eastern Wasteland is still in chaos. I must let them know how brutal the war is in the Eastern Wasteland without the Zhu family guarding it, and how important the Zhu family they murdered are to the border..."
After listening to Feng Changye's decision, Zhu Wuhuan nodded and thought it was a good idea.
For Song Anqiao, being locked up in a small cell for a lifetime, unable to see the sun rise and set, unable to see the bustling world, facing those four walls hopelessly for a lifetime, this is the greatest torture.
I'm afraid that within two years she will be desperate and commit suicide by banging her head against the wall...
It was good that she died like this, so none of them could harm her directly and their fingers would not be dirty.
As she argued, she hadn't succeeded in harming anyone, so how could she be considered guilty of a heinous crime? They didn't kill her, she just couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to die. How could she blame them, right?
It feels good to treat others in their own way.
Zhu Wuhuan leaned against Feng Changye's embrace and said, "Do you still remember what I said in my heart when I was about to dismiss Minister Song from his position in the Zhu Family Courtyard? I said that in history, after your sudden death, Minister Song and the King of Jin reconciled, and his little daughter even became the King of Jin's concubine..."
She sighed, "Is that concubine who entered the palace really Minister Song's youngest daughter? Could it be that Song Anqiao, driven by rumors in the capital, chose to fake her own death, then entered the palace as her younger sister, and finally became the concubine she had longed for..."
If this is true, then she really stepped on the corpses of Zhu's family, jumped onto the tree branch and turned into a phoenix.
Feng Changye patted her shoulder gently, "Okay, don't think about it. The more you think about it, the more disgusted you will be. No matter how glorious she was in history, her tragic ending is now a foregone conclusion. You should let it go."
He lowered his head and kissed her brow, "Let's think of something happy. Let's think about how we've been away for so long today. Has Xiao'er missed us so much that he cried?"
Zhu Wuhuan looked at him in disbelief.
Is this still a happy thing?
He is really Xiao'er's biological father!
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