"It's a farce, huh!" Yun Xiucheng snorted coldly: "I don't want to say more to you, let His Majesty decide on this matter!"

After saying this, Yun Xiucheng turned around and walked into the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

Yun Wanrou followed behind her and walked slowly inside.

Yangyang lay on her shoulder and smiled at Jiang Yan.

"She laughed, she laughed, ah!"

Jiang Yan was so scared that she hugged her head and turned and ran away.

Jiang Huaishu originally wanted to chase into the Grand Tutor's Mansion and settle the score with Yangyang.

Seeing Jiang Yan's condition, he didn't care about anything else and turned around to chase Jiang Yan.

"Yan'er, don't run!"

[What a coward! I just smiled and you got scared like this! ]

[Jiang Huaishu came here today and reminded me. I can use the Mantra Talisman to find out who is behind him.]

As soon as Yangyang returned to the room, he took out the yellow paper and cinnabar.

She stood on a stool, drawing talismans with a feather pen.

The mantra talisman is much simpler than the heavenly thunder talisman.

It only takes a few strokes to complete the painting.

Yangyang blew dry the cinnabar on it, put it in his arms, and waited for the opportunity to go to the Marquis' Mansion.

However, she disappeared once, and Yun Wanrou watched her very closely.

No matter where I go, I will take her with me.

Yangyang waited for nearly two months but didn't get any chance, but she did wait for the birth of the little princess.

[My godmother gave birth to a baby girl.]

[I didn't even have time to see the baby's face clearly, how come he woke up? ]

[No, I want to sleep. When I fall asleep, I can see the faces of my godmother and the little baby.]

Yun Wanrou was sitting at the wooden table embroidering.

The newly embroidered purse is now being finished.

When she heard Yangyang's voice, her eyes suddenly lit up.

The virtuous concubine gave birth?

Calculating the time, it was indeed the day she was due to give birth.

But the birth of the little princess is a big event, why hasn’t the news been released from the palace yet?

"It's born, it's born! My lady, the virtuous concubine gave birth to a little princess!"

Yun Wanrou was just thinking about it when Wangshu's excited voice came from outside.

Yun Wanrou stood up suddenly with a smile on her lips.

"Hurry up and prepare the carriage. We will go to the palace and congratulate the virtuous concubine!"

When Yangyang heard that she was going to enter the palace, she sat up immediately.

【I want to go too, I want to go too! 】

[I haven't seen the baby's face clearly yet, I want to go and see it myself! ]

Yun Wanrou raised the corner of her mouth slightly and picked her up.

Both she and Wangshu were going to enter the palace, so they naturally wouldn't leave Yangyang alone in the Grand Tutor's Mansion.

As November approaches, the weather gradually turns colder.

There were no trees in the palace to block the wind, and the cold wind was howling, making Yun Wanrou shiver.

She hugged Yangyang tighter, fearing that she would feel cold.

Yangyang felt that she was trembling, and silently released his spiritual power to wrap Yun Wanrou.

But in a moment, Yun Wanrou no longer felt cold.

The hands that were frozen red gradually warmed up.

When they arrived at Concubine Xian's bedroom, the emperor and the empress were both there.

The emperor held the baby in his arms, looking very fond of him.

"Queen, look at this little girl. Does she look like Yangyang?"

Yangyang: “…”

[This child is not born to my mother, how can he look like me? ]

[Grandfather Emperor, are you getting senile and confused? ]

Hearing Yangyang's voice, the emperor and empress in the bedroom turned their heads at the same time.

Seeing Yun Wanrou standing at the door holding Yangyang, the emperor quickly stuffed the baby in his hand into the queen's arms.

He walked quickly to Yun Wanrou, reached out to hold Yangyang in his arms, and turned to walk into the bedroom.

He came in front of the queen, looked at Yangyang, then turned to look at the little princess and shook his head.

"Looking at it this way, it doesn't look like it."

Yun Wanrou: “…”

It would be strange if Concubine Xian's child looked like Yangyang!

"Baby, Kang Kang!"

【Let me see her! 】

Yangyang stretched out her hand toward the queen and leaned her head to look at the little princess in the queen's arms.

"Is Yangyang also curious about the little princess?"

The queen handed the baby in her arms to Yangyang.

"Come, let me show you your godsister."

[My sister’s face is so small and red.]

[Why are her eyes closed? Don’t you look at me? I’m your sister! ]

[Oh, that's not right. The little princess is the daughter of the emperor's grandfather, so she is my aunt.]

[But the virtuous concubine is my godmother, so I should be her godsister.]

[Hmm, is she my aunt or my sister? ]

Yangyang grabbed her hair, racking her brains.

Yun Wanrou was worried that she would pluck out her hair bald, so she quickly stepped forward and gently took her hair out of her hands.

Yangyang put down his hand and thought for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.

[Forget it, let’s call each other by our own names. I don’t want to call such a little girl aunt.]

"Hello sister, I'm your elder sister."

Yangyang looked at the baby in the queen's eyes and introduced herself to the baby.

The little baby seemed to understand what she said. His eyes rolled a few times and then slowly opened.

The queen was delighted and turned to look at the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the child has opened his eyes and is looking at us!"

"Okay, okay, okay. Among all my children, she is the only one who opened her eyes on the day she was born."

[Is it just my younger sister? Are all the other princes and princesses so stupid? ]

emperor:"……"

Queen: “…”

"What's your sister's name?"

Yangyang raised her head and looked at the emperor and the queen.

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

Oh no, they were so excited about Concubine Xian giving birth to a baby that they forgot about it!

Seeing the expressions on their faces, Yangyang pursed her lips.

[No way, no way, my sister doesn't have a name yet, right? ]

[My sister is the one I gave to my godmother. Can I give her a name? ]

The emperor's eyes lit up: "Yangyang, what do you think is a good name for the little princess?"

"Scream...scream..." Yangyang sucked his fingers and smiled: "Fuwa!"

[Hello, Fuwa, a lucky little doll, nice to hear! ]

emperor:"……"

Well, he shouldn't have expected a child and named his daughter after that.

It would be better for him to wait until Concubine Xian has had a good rest before discussing it with her!

"Fuwa is good, so let's call him Fuwa."

The emperor was just thinking about it when the voice of Concubine Xian came slowly from behind him.

He quickly carried Yangyang forward and came to the bedside.

"Giving birth is so tiring, how come you woke up after just a short sleep?"

The emperor frowned, a hint of disgust flashing across his eyes.

"You sleep a little longer, leave the naming to me!"

What Fuwa?

How can his little princess be called Fuwa?

No matter how bad it is, you have to call me Dragon Baby!

"My sister's fortune is not good!"

Yangyang pinched her fingers and shook her head.

[My sister was born at a bad time, her horoscope is too weak, and she is prone to seeing evil spirits. ]

[She will face another disaster before she turns fifteen.]

The emperor was just thinking about it when Yangyang's voice suddenly reached his ears.

The emperor's eyes widened in shock and he turned to look at her.

"You...what did you just say?"