The Fourth Lady

Chapter 217 The Reunion Of Mother And Son (Ⅱ)

Xuanyuan Yvzhen didn't expect that Qingyan would say that. He knew that Qilian Yvran had forgiven

Emperor Hongjia for her sake, but he didn't know why. At the same time, Qilian Yvran seldom

mentioned Qilian Qingyan in front of him, as if she had left the nightmare five years ago.

The reason why she could forgive Emperor Hongjia must be because of Qingyan's efforts.

Weisheng Yvning looked at Qingyan and then turned to Xuanyuan Yvzhen with a smile, "Uncle, what

does Miss Su mean by saying that? Why did she call her mother? "

Weisheng Yvning knew that Emperor Hongjia loved Qilian Yvran, and that was why she could imagine

that the mother that mother was talking about was exactly Qilian Yvran.

Qingyan looked at Weisheng Yvning and said with a smile, "I think you don't know that I'm an adopted

daughter of the imperial concubine, so in name, I call her mother."

Listening to her, Weisheng Yvning nodded with a smile, "I see." He nodded.

"I will remember to let my mother know about it." Xuanyuan Yvzhen glanced at Qingyan and said with a

smile, "I heard that Jingguo Marquisg has some actions recently. Have you heard of it, Qingyan?"

Qingyan looked at Xuanyuan Yvzhen and shook her head. "I don't know. I only know that Ning Siyao

went to find Ye Jiqing and wanted to cooperate with her, but she was turned down."

Staring at Xuanyuan Yvzhen, with a gloomy face, Murong Jingxuan asked, "that old bitch! What's her

plan again?"

Xuanyuan Yvzhen said with a smile, "there's no good way. The selection show which will be held every

three years in the spring next year is about to start. Marquis Jingguo naturally put his goal on it"

When Qingyan heard the news, she said with a smile, "it seems that Marquis Jingguo is going to send

the eldest daughter to the imperial palace. But father is growing old now. It seems the princes will

suffer."

"Not necessarily." Xuanyuan Yvzhen looked at them and shook his head. "The young lady that I have

chosen before will be driven out of the palace when she is at a certain age without being favored and

qualified. This way, her entire youth will be spent in the palace. father has no mood on these things at

all."

After thinking for a while, Qingyan thought what Xuanyuan Yvzhen said was reasonable. But those

officials didn't think so. They believed that as long as the woman was sent to the palace, their fame and

career would be guaranteed. Even if they couldn't get the emperor's favor and could only be expelled

from the palace, it was still a good thing for them.

"Do you think whether Su Yan will let his daughter attend the selection show?" Looking at them,

Murong Jingxuan said seriously, "but according to Su Yan's attitude, it's not likely for him to let his

daughter stay in the palace."

Xuanyuan Yvzhen stared at them and nodded earnestly. "And Suming is no exception."

As Suyun, Su Yan and Suming were biological brothers, Su Yan and Suming had given up the idea of

going to the battlefiled. They only wanted to earn a living in the court. However, they didn't expect that

things would develop to such a bad situation.

Now they had such a road in front of them, so they would not give up.

At present, only one daughter of Suming Suming, remained. And Su Yan still had the

eldest daughter.

"Qingyan, what's your idea?" Then, Murong Jingxuan looked at Qingyan.

"We have to think about it." "We will see how the Third Prince does in the following selection show,"

Qingyan continued with a smile.

"I heard that the Third Prince and the Fifth Prince often hang out together." Xuanyuan Yvzhen recalled

the information from the secret guard a few days ago. He looked very serious and said, "then except

for the Second Prince, there are no opponents for the Crown Prince now."

Seeing Xuanyuan Yvzhen, Qingyan continued, "that's true. But Xuanyuan Yvfan is not willing to

condescend to others. He will definitely try every way to draw over the officials."

"Are you saying this is Concubine Yi's idea?" Xuanyuan Yvzhen's hand was ladling with jade ring. "But

if that's the case, perhaps everything will be easily handled."

"Your Highness, I'm hungry. Can we talk about it after lunch?" Qingyan said resignedly.

"Of course," replied Murong Jingxuan with a doting smile.

Soon afterwards, a young boy brought a delicate menu and ordered some of her favorite dishes. Even

though she wasn't a picky eater, she liked those dishes.

When listening to the names of the dishes, Weisheng Yvning could not help but look at Qingyan. He

clearly remembered that these dishes were all her mother's favorite dishes when she was alive.

Thinking of this, he smiled bitterly. If his mother was still alive, she would order whatever he liked.

Finally, Qingyan ordered a few more cakes which were Weisheng Yvning's favorite food.

Seeing the shock on Weisheng Yvning's face, Xuanyuan Yvzhen smiled and said, "Yvning, why are you

so surprised? Do you dislike the cakes from the the Jvlong Paviliont?"

Xuanyuan Yvzhen didn't know what Weisheng Yvning was thinking, but these were Qingyan's favorite

desserts.

Weisheng Yvning looked at Xuanyuan Yvzhen and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Miss Su to have

the same hobbies as me. I also like these cakes."

"That's my honor," Qingyan replied with a smile.

Of course, Qingyan knew that it was Weisheng Yvning's favorite food, but she could do nothing except

for that. She could only watch him falling into the darkness step by step and unable to extricate himself.

Weisheng Yvning still felt familiar with her. It seemed thatQilian Qingyan was still with him, but he did

knew that the girl in front of him was not her mother.

"Yvning, the food in the Jvlong Pavilion is not something that you can always have," Xuanyuan Yvzhen

asked with a smile as he looked at Weisheng Yvning.

Weisheng Yvning nodded earnestly and said, "I see." Then he picked up the chopsticks and began to

eat.

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Weisheng Yvning seemed to glance at Qingyan from time to time.

Looking at the way Qingyan was eating, Weisheng Yvning could not help but frown. Su Qingyan was

really too similar to his mother. He tried not to let these thoughts appear in his mind. In the end, he

could only sigh helplessly.

He hadn't felt such an atmosphere for a long time after his mother died.