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The hall fell silent for a while. Nie Wushuang stared blankly at the child in his arms, and Ya Chongrong was so shocked that she covered her mouth.

Xiao Fengming took the third prince from Nie Wushuang's arms, and her pure black eyes were filled with pain that she had never seen before: "The imperial doctor should try his best to treat him. Don't worry if he needs any expensive medicine. As long as I have it, I will give it to him. "

The imperial doctor retreated silently. Ya Chongrong was also helped out by the palace maid.

Xiao Fengming hugged her silently for a while and handed it back to Nie Wushuang. Nie Wushuang suddenly felt at a loss. Is this a punishment from God? Punishing her for taking away someone else's child would not end well in the end. To punish her for cruelly ignoring him since she brought him in her arms?

She looked at the third prince who had regained his composure in her arms, and her red lips trembled: "Your Majesty, please give the third prince a name." According to the old rules in the palace, the prince will not have a formal name before he is one month old. But today she suddenly wanted him to give this child a name. At least if there was an emergency, she could still keep this child in this world.

Xiao Fengming thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "Let's call him Yifeng. I hope that he will be as free as the wind in the future and not be bound by the rules of the palace. Feng"

Nie Wushuang felt pity in his heart, knelt down and said, "I would like to thank the emperor for the name."

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It is extremely difficult to keep a secret in the palace, not to mention that the third prince's illness was obvious, and it was spread by someone who wanted to know it the next day, and the words were even more unbearable. Some people say that the reason why he was born with a heart disease this day is that he inherited the problem of the third prince's short-lived mother. It is true that like mother, like son. Others said that this was not a heart attack, it was clearly Nie's act, poisoning the third prince in order to take revenge on the former Concubine Yun! …

When Nie Wushuang went to pay his respects to the queen, he met Concubine Shu. Concubine Shu looked very good. When she saw Nie Wushuang coming, she stepped forward with a smile: "Ms. Bibi, I have also heard about the matter of the third prince. Alas...how could this happen?"

The regret in her eyes did not reach her eyes, but she was clearly gloating over her misfortune.

Nie Wushuang was too lazy to talk to her, so he just said a few perfunctory words and left. It seems that Concubine Shu's mocking eyes can still be felt behind her back. The mocking from the palace people is not the most difficult thing, but the most difficult thing is when the third prince has a fit. The terrible situation is exhausting both physically and mentally.

In the "Yonghua Palace", Nie Wushuang watched Ya Chongrong hugging the third prince exhausted, and advised: "Sister Ya, go and have a rest. This is not a long-term solution."

Nowadays, whenever the Third Prince is awakened, he will burst into tears. Once he bursts into tears, his heart disease will attack again, and his face and hands and feet will become frighteningly purple and swollen. Ya Chongrong had to be held in his arms all the time. She hadn't finished her confinement yet, and she was so exhausted, doing everything with her hands and the palace maids, that she almost fainted from exhaustion.

Ya Chongrong had tears in her eyes: "I can't bear it when I think of the imperial doctor's words. He is still so young..."

Nie Wushuang saw how haggard she looked and became heartbroken: "You can take her with me for two days and you can have a good rest. This is my decree!"

After she finished speaking, she took the third prince away and stopped visiting Ya Chongrong. First one day, the third prince left Ya Chongrong and cried profusely. Nie Wushuang saw that his hands and feet were swollen from crying again. He was anxious and frightened, so she could only try to comfort him and not cry.

The next day, Imperial Physician Yan came and happened to see the third prince crying. He took his pulse and suddenly said: "There is a way, although it is vulgar, but it works. Let's see if the third prince can survive it safely."

Nie Wushuang knew that Imperial Physician Yan's father was a barefoot doctor, and that he had inherited his father's medical skills and had always had many folk remedies, so he quickly asked: "What is it?"

Imperial Physician Yan screened the eunuchs, held the third prince in his arms, and suddenly lifted him up from his feet. Miraculously, the third prince's face did not become purple and swollen from holding back his tears. Gradually, he calmed down. Make a babbling sound.

Nie Wushuang was stunned. Doctor Yan held it for a while before wrapping it up and wiping off the cold sweat: "If the third prince's face becomes purple and swollen from crying again, just use this. After he is one year old, maybe he will slow down." I slowly got better on my own. But Wei Chen didn't know how this method worked. I heard my father say that he had seen a peasant woman. Her baby also started crying when she was born, and her whole body was purple and swollen, and she couldn't breathe. Later, the peasant woman panicked. Then, I mentioned it to him, and the child’s symptoms disappeared. I can give it a try.”

Nie Wushuang was surprised and happy. He rewarded Imperial Physician Yan heavily and then ordered him to retreat. The worry for the past few days finally came to fruition. She looked at the infant Third Prince with innocent eyes open, her eyes complicated: "Did God ask you to be my child?"

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Yun Le's wedding ceremony was on the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month. On that day, the royal family members came into the palace one after another, and the entire "Yongxi Palace" was overcrowded. Nie Wushuang sat at the bottom, watching the white-haired Madam Gaoming comb Yun Le's long hair and then tie it up one by one.

Yun Le's pretty face looked dull, like a beautiful doll, moving in time with the ritual officer's singing. The emperor and the empress sat at the top and said some appropriate prayers as the hair-raising ceremony progressed. Finally, the ceremony was completed, and Yun Le, who had been carefully decorated, walked out. Her face no longer had the innocence of a girl, and there was a slight sadness in her eyebrows.

Nie Wushuang looked at it, lowered his head, and sighed in his heart: A princess born in a royal family is destined to sacrifice for power...

On the last day of the first month of the first year of Ying Guo Wude's reign, the army was about to set off. Nie Wushuang met his eldest brother Nie Minghu in the palace. She gave him the clothes and shoes she had made this month, with a little tear in her beautiful eyes: "Brother must come back safely."

Nie Minghu smiled: "I will definitely do it!"

While the two brothers and sisters were talking, Xia Lan suddenly came to report: "Mother, Prince Rui and Princess Rui have entered the palace, and there is also the young prince."

Nie Wushuang was slightly surprised: "Why did you enter the palace?"

Xia Lan smiled and said: "Have you forgotten, Prince Rui?"

The young prince is already one month old. If Prince Rui had not gone on an expedition, the emperor would have held a full moon banquet for the young prince. "

Nie Wushuang hid the strangeness in his eyes: "Are Prince Rui and Princess Rui coming to Yonghua Hall?"

Xia Lan said: "That's natural."

Nie Minghu saw that King Rui was coming, so he said goodbye and left the palace. Nie Wushuang ordered the palace servants to prepare gifts. After a while, he saw Xiao Fengqing slowly coming with Princess Rui and the young prince.

Nie Wushuang came forward to greet him. Xiao Fengqing's eyebrows and eyebrows were vaguely the same as yesterday. He was wearing a purple court dress. Because it was a winter coat, the court dress had an extra layer of quilting, which made him look taller and taller. The court dress also added a circle on the cuffs and neckline. His sable hair contrasted with his handsome face with deep features, making him look even more noble and enchanting.

He stared at Nie Wushuang with a smile, took off his hood, his phoenix eyes were rippled like the spring breeze in March: "Long time no see."

Nie Wushuang shrank at the sight of his smile. He looked at Princess Rui Zou behind him, who had a submissive look on her face. She walked around him and said with a smile, "Sister Zou is here?"

Princess Rui Zou saluted: "I pay my respects to Empress Bi."

Nie Wushuang spared her courtesy, looked at the baby in her arms, and said with a smile: "Let me see."

A motherly smile appeared on Mrs. Zou's face, and she carefully handed the child to her: "My dear, this child has not been named yet. I said that I will let the prince choose a name today."

Nie Wushuang took it, and for some reason, a strange feeling surged in her heart. When she looked up, she saw Xiao Fengqing staring at her with burning eyes. His gaze was intense and direct, and Nie Wushuang had to turn around and not look at him. Only then did the strange feeling in her heart gradually dissipate.

The little prince in his arms was already asleep. He was pink and white, and his eyebrows vaguely resembled Xiao Fengqing. Nie Wushuang looked at him for a while and couldn't help but smile. As the fragrance hit her nose, Xiao Fengqing's clean hand had already grasped the young prince's hand, and his lazy and sweet voice came to her ears: "Does it look like me?"

Nie Wushuang raised her head, with a complicated expression in her beautiful eyes: "Yes, it's very similar." She handed the young prince to Zou and looked back at Xiao Fengqing: "What name does your highness want to give the prince?"

Xiao Fengqing recognized her, and her voice became softer: "Please take it, your Majesty. The name your Majesty said must be excellent. Isn't it, Zitong?" The last sentence was asked to Zou.

Helplessness flashed across Zou's eyes, and he lowered his head: "Yes."

Nie Wushuang thought for a while: "Then let's call it Lan."

Xiao Fengqing thought for a while, and a smile that couldn't be concealed appeared on her handsome face: "Okay, let's call her Xiao Yilan."

He teased the little prince in Zou's arms: "Lan'er, she said your name is Lan'er."

Nie Wushuang looked at his clear profile and didn't know what to say for a moment. Xiao Fengqing glanced at her and said to Zou: "Concubine Jing is also going to pay her respects. Zitong, you go there first."

Mrs. Zou quickly retreated while holding the young prince in her arms. Nie Wushuang looked at him with cold eyes and said calmly: "Why does Your Highness always use Sister Zou as a cover? Sister Zou is not a stupid person, she will also be sad."

Seeing that there was no one else in the palace, Xiao Fengqing stepped forward and shook her hand, and said casually: "What does it have to do with me whether she is sad or not? If she gets what she wants, she needs to pay the price she deserves."

Nie Wushuang was held by his hand. Listening to his ruthless words, she hid her deep disapproval in her eyes: "Your Highness is going on an expedition tomorrow. Do you have anything to tell Wushuang?"

Xiao Fengqing suddenly chuckled and raised her eyes to look at Nie Wushuang: "Do I need to tell you anything? You have already been able to cope with it in the palace." His hand caressed her beautiful side face, and his eyes flashed with different colors. A light she didn't understand.

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