"Being born and raised."

Madam Hui said.

Concubine Xu Xian and Yan Huaijing's expressions changed slightly.

Concubine Xu frowned slightly and said, "Are you sure you read it right?"

Madam Hui said confidently, "I dare to guarantee my life. Generally, women's physical shapes will be different after giving birth. Only a very small number of women can recover like girls. But if you can hide this from others, you can't deceive the old slave. My eyes have never made any mistakes in judging the female matter!"

If it were someone else, Concubine Xu might not believe it, but it was Madam Hui. This is a person who committed a big taboo at the hands of the queen but could still leave the palace alive. Even the queen was reluctant to kill her. Her ability is evident.

"The emperor's son..." Concubine Xu Xian looked at Yan Huaijing beside her.

Yan Huaijing's brows frowned into the Sichuan character "How could this happen? I clearly heard Yan Xie say that she can't give birth to a child."

Concubine Xu Xian said, "The little marquis of the Yan family did not name her name, so it may not be Yan Ruyu."

"That's it?" Yan Huaijing thought.

Concubine Xu Xian looked at the woman in the flowers and sighed softly, "I thought I could get a handle to hold this girl, but in the end I would be happy."

Concubine Xu Xian has always been indifferent to her work.

At this flower-welfare, most of the noble ladies in the capital came. Yan Ruyu's father was a hero who defeated the Huns again. It was reasonable for Yan Ruyu to be invited. Therefore, no one suspected that Concubine Xu Xian had an additional purpose for her. As for Yan Huaijing's appearance, it was even more natural. The empress dowager's filial piety period was over in the third year, and he should find a suitable princess for himself.

During this period, Concubine Xu Xian took her son to the imperial garden, greeted the noble girls, and gave a lot of gifts. Then, under the sound of kneeling and worshipping of the noble girls, she left with her son.

The noble girls all guessed who had fallen into the eyes of Concubine Xu Xian and the second prince. Judging from the reward, the prime minister's family had the most wealth, followed by the imperial envoy and the Taiwei family. It seems that at least one of these three daughters would marry into the second prince's mansion.

Yan Ruyu was not interested in the second prince's marriage at all. After Concubine Xu Xian and the second prince left, she also made a move back home.

In Yan's mansion, Yan Xie asked Mrs. Yan to pick her up from the quilt early. Yan Ruyu caught him when he sneaked out of the mansion. Yan Ruyu asked Mrs. Yan to take good care of him and not let go out again to cause trouble.

Yan Xie was blocked in the study by Mrs. Yan, and looked listlessly at the article left by Mr. Teacher.

"Mom, I've been watching for half a day. Can I take a break?" Yan Xie asked resentfully.

Mrs. Yan glared at him and said, "It's less than time! Why are you not even as good as your concubine's concubine's son!"

Yan Congming's third son, eldest son, and second son were all crawled out of Mrs. Yan's belly, but the third son was born to a humble concubine. The child was not very promising, but he was more obedient than the two brothers who had born.

"Can I be the same as him?" Yan Congming put down the article in his hand, leaned toward Mrs. Yan, hugged her arm and said, "I am my mother's child, and my mother loves me!"

"You!" Mrs. Yan was so excited by her son's rainbow fart, "Okay, please rest for a while, right?"

Yan Xie snorted, "I just know that my mother is the best! She is much better than that dead girl!"

"Why do you say your sister?" Mrs. Yan shook her face.

Yan Xie choked and almost forgot that he was no longer the most affectionate child in his mother's heart. He felt a little more and more jealous of that sister.

Suddenly, his eyes rolled and he whispered, "Mom, do you still remember a Taoist priest from our family that said that his sister had no children in this life?"

That happened not long after Yan Ruyu was born. At that time, there were only Mrs. Yan and Yan Congming in the room. Yan Xie was only five years old and didn't know anything. Mrs. Yan didn't avoid him. Unexpectedly, her son remembered this without saying a word. Why couldn't he remember Confucius's book?

Mrs. Yan glared at her son angrily, "What nonsense? Are you talking about the warlock seriously? It's just a fool! Don't your sister have a child now?"

There are three more!

Such a cute little thing, Mrs. Yan felt that her heart was melted even after thinking about it.

Yan Xie curled his lips, "I know if she gave birth to her own..."

"You!" Mrs. Yan raised her fist and wanted to beat him up!

It happened that at this moment, the maid carried the fruit basket into it and said, "Madam, the fruit you want is ready."

Yan Xie hugged his head and looked at Mrs. Yan defensively.

Mrs. Yan sighed helplessly, took the basket, and handed it to Yan Xie and said, "You, don't always be in trouble with your sister. She is also for your own good, so she is not allowed to go out and cause trouble. She is coming back soon after entering the palace. You send these fruits to her, so coax her, apologize, you are the brother, what's wrong with pampering her?"

"So many people spoil her, is there one left for me?" Yan Xie said that he didn't want to go.

Mrs. Yan forcibly stuffed the basket into his hand, "If you are too slow, I think you will never leave the house in your life!"

He is the eldest son of Yan Mansion and is not as tough as a girl. Don’t think he doesn’t know, and the servants will laugh at him.

Yan Xie took the basket unwillingly and delivered it to Yan Ruyu.

Yan Ruyu didn't come back, so he went to her study to wait for her.

Yan Ruyu read a lot of books, and her booklets were all turned down. Unlike Yan Xie and her brothers in the mansion, the book shelves were all used as decorations.

Yan Xie was impatient and flipped around the shelf casually. He accidentally touched the vase on the shelf. He thought the vase would fall, but he was shocked, but the vase just turned to the right. The bookshelf suddenly moved and moved to the side, revealing a bare wall, and among the wall was a distant landscape painting.

Yan Xie casually opened the landscape painting. After the painting, there was a small square hole. There were two porcelain jars, one big and one small, both white, with small fists, and big ones, but they were as big as medicine jars.

"What?" Yan Xie curiously picked up one of the small jars and opened them and found that they were gray, white.

He smelled it, and the smell of burning rotten wood.

He dipped his fingers in his mouth and wanted to put them in his mouth to taste them.

"what you do?!"

Yan Ruyu's voice suddenly appeared behind him, scaring him so much that he staggered and almost fell down with the jar in his arms!

Yan Ruyu's face changed. She walked forward in two steps in three steps, snatched the jar from his hand, and then slapped him with a slap!

After doing this, Yan Ruyu put the jar on it, pulled out the sword in the study and pointed it hard at Yan Xie's heart.

Yan Xie fell to the ground with a butt, "Mom! Save me--"

Mrs. Yan was worried that her son would be angry with her sister again, so she kept wandering around. When she heard his cry for help, she hurried into the yard and walked to the study. She saw her daughter assassinating her son with a sword, and she almost fainted!

"Yu'er! No!"

Mrs. Yan rushed over and grabbed Yan Ruyu's wrist holding the sword.

Yan Ruyu was so angry that she trembled all over, and the red bloodshot in her eyes swelled up, as if she was about to swallow the person in front of her.

Yan Xie had never seen her look so terrible before, and he stuttered when he spoke, "Mom... Save me..."

"Yu'er! He is your brother!" Mrs. Yan said anxiously.

Yan Ruyu held the hilt tightly, her eyes as if it were torched, "Get out, get out of here!"

Yan Xie rolled and rolled around.

"Yu'er..."

"Mom, you go out too, I want to be alone."

She looked so scary. Mrs. Yan didn't dare to provoke her, and went out with lingering fear.

She caught up with Yan Xie, who was frightened, "What the hell are you doing? You made your sister angry!"

"Why is it me wrong again? Mom, I can't blame me this time! You are too partial. When something happens, you think I'm doing it randomly, but I don't! I just saw her things!" Yan Xie looked aggrieved and told Mrs. Yan about the two jars, "Isn't it just two jars of dust? Let's see what's wrong? It makes it look like someone's ashes!"

"How did you talk? How could your sister hide such bad things?" It's not that Yan Ruyu wanted to kill him, but Mrs. Yan wanted to beat him to death with his stinky mouth!

Mrs. Yan didn't ask Yan Ruyu what it was. In her opinion, nothing mattered. Who doesn't have any private hiding it? Her daughter has always been sensible and has her own qualities in everything she does. She doesn't have to stare at her like she was staring at her two useless sons.

Yan Xie couldn't let go for a long time. His mother favored Yan Ruyu and didn't think about Yan Ruyu's expression. She thought Yan Ruyu was scaring him, but he understood that she was really killing him at that time.

He became more and more curious about what was hidden in the jar.
Chapter completed!