Every piece of jewelry and gemstone on this girl is very expensive. I'm afraid that making such a thing must have cost her most of her wealth. The late emperor didn't even have enough money to build his own palace, so how could he give it to his concubines?
When the toffee took out the doll, the little fat boy opened his mouth and exclaimed, "Wow! It's so shiny, what a bargain!"
Although he knew that Concubine Shen gave it to him, the little guy did not reach out to touch it.
Ding Ding said, good boy, don’t touch things.
Concubine Shen directly stuffed the silk figurine into the fat boy's hand and said, "If it weren't for Yu'er, I would have died of the poison. But this silk figurine is worth it if it can make Yu'er smile."
1002 has a weird look on his face, and he is spending a fortune to win a beautiful woman’s smile. Is my fat kid a beauty?
Beautiful Fat Boy: "Thank you, thank you grandma~" He held the silk mannequin and looked left and right, and tried to let 1002 enter the silk mannequin's body.
After being harshly rejected, he showed it to everyone with regret.
Concubine Shen's face was filled with nostalgia when she heard his sweet address. If her child hadn't been killed by the Fifth Prince, she would have had many children and grandchildren by now.
"How can I be worthy of being called a grandmother? As long as Yu'er likes it, that's all."
The little guy gently placed the silk figurine on the table, and walked to Concubine Shen with his short legs. "The fish likes it, the fish is not angry~"
He valued the gift he gave so much that his dark eyes seemed to be full of stars.
Concubine Shen looked at him and felt that her depressed mood had improved a lot. "Ahem." Feeling itchy in her throat, Concubine Shen turned her head away. "Concubine Shen will leave first. I will come to see Yu'er in a few days."
She was sick yesterday and had heard that the prince was weak. Although the little guy was like a little tiger, Concubine Shen still didn't dare to let him stay with her for too long.
When the little fat boy saw someone coughing, he jumped up and down on the table, look at the movement of his fat hands.
I guess he was trying to reach the water.
The almost two-year-old child could not drink tea, and the queen was afraid that he would accidentally drink it, so she boiled water in Huaqing Palace.
Yunxiang handed him the cup, which looked very big against the backdrop of his small hand.
The little guy held the cup high and walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow. "Toffee, drink~"
He thought Toffee Shen was choking, because when fish cough, they are also drinking water.
There was suddenly more spirit in Concubine Shen's eyes. She felt as if her heart was soaked in honey water, swaying and tasting all the sweetness.
She took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. "It's delicious~ Thank you, Yuer."
1002: Here comes another fool.
She sat in Huaqing Palace for a while, and made an agreement with her son to visit him often before she left Huaqing Palace reluctantly.
The kid's little hands were waving like a lucky cat.
The queen pinched his soft cheek and said, "You are good at winning people's hearts."
"Hehe~" the little fat boy grinned foolishly.
Unlike the warm and joyful atmosphere in the imperial palace, Prince An's mansion was filled with sorrow, with the princess and the prince crying.
The Prince of Prince An, no, it’s the commoner Yan Zeli, who is leaving the palace today.
Prince An did not dare to forget what the emperor said a few days ago, but throwing his son away like this would only lead to his death.
While the emperor was having a conflict with the young prince and had no time to pay attention to the palace, Prince An paid a large sum of money to hire a doctor to treat Yan Zeli.
Although his life is safe, his limbs are broken. Even if he recovers, he will be a cripple and unable to do any heavy work.
Princess An cried every day and scolded Ji An every night.
This made Prince An wrap himself in a quilt and go to the study. He had risked his life to get this result.
He has a clear conscience towards this son. If he continues to get ahead of him, his brother will throw him into the Shihan Mountain and bury him.
"Mother, please save your son." Yan Zeli didn't want to leave the house. After falling from the clouds to the bottom of the valley and walking between life and death, his mind became much clearer.
As a disabled person like me, I will die if I leave the house.
The princess' eyes were red and swollen from crying, and she almost shed tears of blood when she saw her eldest son like this.
She couldn't help but turn her head to look at Prince An, "Your Majesty!"
Prince An turned away, no longer looking at them. "Zeli, Dad has warned you countless times. You have the right path, but you are seeking death instead. Your survival is earned by Dad, even after humiliating himself in front of the Emperor. From now on, you are no longer my son, and I will not see you again."
"I have to go pick up Siyu, so I might as well take you there too."
The cold and harsh words shattered Yan Zeli's hope.
"Mom! Mom!" Yan Zeli, a man in his twenties, was crying loudly at the door.
His hands were weak and he tried to pull at the princess's skirt with trembling hands, but the silky dress slipped from his hands again and again.
Yan Zeli tried desperately to hold on to it, just like a flying kite trying to wrap itself around a branch and stop swaying.
The princess covered her heart with her hands, heavy sadness wrapped tightly around her heart, and the pain almost crushed her.
Thinking of what her husband had said to her earnestly, Princess An's lips trembled. "My son, go."
There was emptiness in Yan Zeli's eyes, and they had lost their color.
He lay dejectedly on the green bricks, watching the servants carry him little by little away from the home where he had lived for more than twenty years.
What's the point of keeping a useless person alive?
It would be better to die on the spot in the Heavenly Prison than to suffer this heart-wrenching pain.
Yan Siyu lived in a very remote place. Although the location was not bad, the walls were made of loess and mud, mixed with a lot of straw.
The roof was covered with straw and some broken tiles.
When I entered the house, although it was extremely simple, it was clean and tidy.
A small piece of land was cleared in the garden, with some green seedlings growing on it.
It can be seen that Yan Siyu takes life very seriously and does not feel despair because of this shabby room.
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