Westerners call it glass, and Central Plains people call it glass, but it is not as thin as Westerners do.

She held the small bottle in her hand, and the bottle was filled with grayish-white powder. She rubbed the bottle and said softly, "Sister, look, time passes so fast. After so many years... You are always in your prime, and I am already in a state of great age. Am I still your youngest mother?"

She paused: "By the way, have you seen him... That child looks more and more like Qiu Yuzhi, and looks better than him. How can he not make people hate it?"

She smiled: "As soon as I saw his face, I couldn't help but feel resentment in my heart..."

She sighed a long time, and her eyes that had lost focus were staring blankly at the junction of the sky and sea. She rubbed the bottle in her hand for a long time. Then she raised her hand tremblingly and opened the small bottle, muttering to herself: "Maybe, you are right, he is innocent, but I can't forgive that man, and myself... But I know... I know that you can't bear to leave that child in your heart."

She poured the gray powder into her palms and slowly clamped it tightly. Tears gradually emerged from her eyes without focal length: "Maybe I'm really wrong, can you forgive me?"

She slowly spread her palms, and the sea breeze blew by, and the gray-white powder held in her palms was blown by the sea breeze, and disappeared into the world like a thin mist.

The light gray and light white dust seemed like someone's robe, gently whipped, and disappeared in the wind.

"Qiu Yuzhi, you have to take good care of your elder sister, otherwise your youngest lady will not let you go even if she becomes a ghost!" The old woman suddenly raised her head in a panic and screamed in a silence, as if her old eyes that lost her focus could see something. Her pale and messy hair was blown a little messy by the sea breeze, making her look even more desolate.

No one answered, but the guards looked silently at the Princess Fengqi, who was once powerful and talked the same thing. Now she is gray-haired, no different from the ordinary crazy old woman on the street.

The old woman was slowly squatting down, holding her hunched body, and she burst into tears.

...

Under the bright sun, the wind is flying, and the sound of the waves is still there, as if someone's distant and faint sigh is gently melting in the sky forever.

...

"When will the tears of rouge be kept drunk, and when will it be heavy? It is the longing of regret for people to live long and long..."

...

The girl sitting by the bench read the poem scroll of Li Houzhu in her hand lightly, and the little girl sitting next to me was already asleep against the small table.

She put away the book, carefully picked up the little girl slowly and placed it on the soft couch, and covered her with a quilt.

After doing everything, the girl turned around and saw the little boy sitting close to me, watching her every move with his big eyes open.

His long eye feathers were clearly distinguished, like the feathers of a black peacock, shining with faint light, which made him occupy half of his face look like a feeling of pity or pity.

The girl looked at him and gently reached out to touch his little head: "Yuzhi, my little lady is asleep, why don't you sleep?"

He flashed his big eyes, pouted his small mouth pitifully, and said softly: "Sister, Yuzhi is afraid, hug me."

"Your Highness Eighth Prince, you have your own bed. The old slaves will wait for you and Your Highness Ninth Princess to go back and rest. It is not easy to disturb Your Highness."

As soon as Yuzhi finished speaking, he and Yao Niang's wet nurse Madam Xu wanted to lead the palace servants of the former imperial concubine Yukun Palace to bring him back to the warm pavilion of the side palace.

She looked at the girl with respect, but she couldn't hide her vigilance.

The girl smiled, stood up lightly, and asked her to take the person away.

The girl naturally understood what the old lady thought—

The old lady was worried that the last bit of blood of her hostess would die in her hands for this rare pair of twins.

After all, this pair of auspicious mothers in the palace gave her beautiful youthful years with a stunning appearance of Concubine Shen, who was pampering her with a beautiful appearance of three thousand beloved Zi, three years ago today.

That cup of sap wine was delivered by the girl's mother, Nanhou, who was famous for her virtuous reputation.

She was afraid that the girl would kill the baby as soon as she rose.

Seeing the girl move out of position, it didn't stop them from taking them away, making Yuzhi and Yao Niang's wet nurse Madam Xu seem to breathe a sigh of relief.

My youngest lady was already asleep and was taken away without any resistance.

Yuzhi cried and refused to go back: "Sister, sister!"

He called softly, with tears in his eyes. The girl suddenly remembered the little puppy raised by Lao Lizi in her mother's harem when she was taken away from the doghouse.

The girl wanted to laugh a little, and was about to comfort the little man, but accidentally caught a glimpse of his nanny looking at her, full of resentment.

So the beautiful girl turned around and smiled gently at Madam Xu: "Madam Xu, leave Yuzhi with me, I will take good care of him."

With the word "care", the girl slowly put it on the tip of her tongue, her voice was extremely gentle.

If a servant dares to show such a look, then she doesn't mind making the other person's life even harder.

Madam Xu froze and wanted to say something, but when she caught a glimpse of the auspicious cloud map of dragon and phoenix embroidered under the girl's robe, she forced herself to suppress it, respectfully and even retreated tremblingly.

The girl looked at the fear and begging for mercy in her eyes, and smiled faintly. She was all the genius who had lived in the palace for many years.

Apart from the pair of treasures who are too well protected on the warm couch and do not know the world, no one can understand many things with just one look.

What's more, she will be the throne of the princess next month. If Madam Xu and others want to survive, they will also protect their little master. Naturally, they will have to make a living under her nose, and naturally, they will have to hide those rebellious eyes carefully.

The girl has become accustomed to looking at the hatred and dissatisfaction in the eyes of those people, and one day it will eventually become respect, fear or gratitude for her completely obedience.

The imperial mind skills course was something that her father almost couldn't find fault with her.

Even though she didn't like her mother, the father was extremely satisfied and appreciated by her eldest daughter, and she personally taught her.

If Concubine Shen had not been too ambitious and tried to let the youngest mother replace her position in the heart of her father, perhaps the queen of the mother would not have taken action against that beautiful woman?

Now, I want her to be this good person and continue to let her, the "gentle and steady" elder sister shine and warm.

The girl sighed slightly with some sarcastic eyes, looking at her little boy with big eyes, the hidden impatience between her unparalleled eyebrows instantly faded a lot and became gentle.

She reached out to pick up the beautiful little boy and smiled: "Why are my Xiaoyulang still not sleeping?"

The little guy in his arms has been sent to Kunning Palace by his father when he was five years old. He is now eight years old, but he is one and a half shorter than his twin sister, the youngest lady, let alone compare with him, who is almost as tall as his mother.

Yuzhi looks less than six years old.

She was used to holding the sword hand, and now she could lift her brother five years younger than her with a slight lift.

He is soft and tender, delicate and childish, and looks like a snow-built jade doll, and his body is unreasonably light.

Yuzhi, Yuzhi, Shen Guifei gave this child a name that deserves its name, but she prefers to call him Xiaoyulang, and like a cute little pet, she always likes to follow her forward and back.

"Sister...Sister...Sister...Sleep with your arms." The jade doll's big eyes were bright, and he reached out to hug her neck.

The girl chuckled, and she always enjoyed the embrace of this soft and pestless creature.

Moreover, this child seemed a little stupid. He was not as smart as the young lady, nor was he as respected as other emperor brothers and sisters. Although he always felt a sense of distance.

Although that sense of distance was what she deliberately gave them, she inexplicably liked the feeling of the silly little guy in her arms who seemed to not know how to hug her soft body.

"Okay." The girl hugged the little boy and walked to her bed, sat down, and signaled all the palace people who served to stay away. She personally took off her clothes, took off her shoes, and hugged him to bed and sleep.

She only gave a light command: "Is there any ice in summer? I'll send some more here to relieve the heat of the eighth prince."

The palace people looked at the girl with envy and admiration—

Look, this is the Ming Lieutenant, who is the light of the empire. I am afraid that even the imperial concubine of that year could not serve her children personally?

Only the Ming Lie Princess will take care of the children who have lost their mother for three years.

The girl faintly swept the expressions of the palace people and knew what they were thinking. She gently raised the corners of her lips indifferently, then lowered her eyes and looked at the boy in her arms.

"Sister." The little boy raised his hand and held her fingers, looked at her with a beacon, pursed his mouth, and showed a cute smile: "Sing, sing."

The girl paused, gently poked his snow-white and tender little face with her fingertips, and chuckled: "Okay, let me think about what song to sing, Xiaoyulang... Xiaoyulang... Just sing a song composed by His Majesty Taizu using the lyrics of the lyrics of the Houzhu of Li. It just so happens that Xiaoyulang, you are also inside."

The little boy was stunned, tilted his head and looked at the girl, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, sister, sing!"

The girl intimately pointed his little nose: "You have to sleep after singing."

The little boy nodded obediently: "Yuzhi is obedient."

The girl raised her hand and gently shook the palace fan in her hand. While fanning him, she hummed slowly: "The spring scenery is turning, the night scenery is turning, and the Yulang is not returning home. It really makes people's hearts, dreams, and souls. I chase the willow flowers, and the spring flowers and autumn moon building have a lot of past events last night...

I thought to myself... The new autumn comes year by year, but the melancholy remains the same, but the red face is thin..."

The girl's voice was extremely nice and pleasant. Her soft tone gently stroked her ears like the wind. She hummed so lightly, which made the palace people not far away a little crazy.

The little boy lay down, and he seemed to be a little confused. Soon, he turned over and squeezed into her arms, leaning his little face into her chest like a young bird looking for a female bird and rubbed it.

The girl was stunned, but her heart, which had always been indifferent and cold, moved slightly inexplicably. Then she gently touched his hair with her fingertips, smiled gently, and continued to hum.

As expected, this kind of little thing who was carefully protected and stupid was more in line with her wishes, and even made her feel more comfortable than the young lady who obviously had a passionate desire for herself.

She hummed the song gently and coaxed her younger brother's warm appearance, naturally falling into the eyes of the emperor who came to visit the woman she loved to leave behind twins.

The middle-aged man in the realm is still handsome and elegant. The noble man gently stroked the two delicately trimmed lips on his lips with satisfaction, and then looked at the children following him: "Okay, Xiao Ba is sleeping. Your elder sister is taking care of him. Don't bother your elder sister. Go back. The gift will be the same if you give it tomorrow."

The older princes and daughters all showed disappointment on their faces. They knew that the eldest sister would be held to enthrone the grand girl in the future, and she would be very busy tomorrow, so she rushed the eldest sister to be dazzled by those luxurious gifts and sent gifts made by herself.

They looked at the little boy sleeping in the girl's arms. They were all just about ten years old and could not hide the jealousy on their faces.

"Even Xiao Eleven can't let the elder sister take care of herself."

"That's right, why is Xiao Ba!"

"Okay, what kind of style is going on? Don't you know whether Xiaoba and Xiaojiu are different from you!" The emperor was a little unhappy.

His children immediately fell silent.

The emperor originally meant that twins had no mother, unlike them who had all mothers, so Minglie, the eldest daughter of the future princess, was taken care of.

However, in the ears of children, this will inevitably change.

Xiaoba and Xiaojiu are so special.

Children are naturally hostile to the existence of excessively special aliens.
To be continued...