Chapter 173 You are my little cotton jacket

Regarding this night, Chen Pingping, who was sitting in a wheelchair, said something to His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne. He was still a mystery until many years later, because no one was qualified to listen, even Eunuch Yao, who was not with His Majesty, was the same.

This conversation was actually a success with Yupiao Astronomy within a year - Emperor Qing and President Chen, who joined forces with him, and seemed too powerful. He could hide the entire Kyoto in the dark for half a month.

It was not until this time that people thought that many years ago, President Chen began to accompany His Majesty to carry out the great cause of unifying the world. The old man in a wheelchair rescued His Majesty several times, and His Majesty also gave the other party the greatest trust and glory. The older generation never doubted Chen Pingping's loyalty to His Majesty. This is a fact that history has long proved, but it has been reflected again now.

There were so many speculations about this conversation.

That night, when Fan Xian left the palace and rushed to the mansion, he did not focus on the conversation in the imperial study, nor did he think that the conversation would be related to him, because he guessed that His Majesty was just a little lonely, while Chen Pingping wanted to play the role of a loyal minister and a temporary friend.

The facts are not far from his guess, because from a certain perspective, Fan Xian and his emperor Laozi are really similar. If Emperor Qing is the best actor in the world and has been hidden for twenty years, then Fan Xian is naturally the second best actor. He hid his thoughts in his heart and hid them from Emperor Qing.

This is an unprecedented struggle with powerful acting skills. It is a heart. Fan Xian lifted the curtains of the carriage and stared at the quiet and restless Kyoto Night Street outside. Wei An thought that now he has gained the absolute trust of His Majesty. This struggle is another victory for him. However... why do you need to fight? How to fight in the future?

The worries and anxiety on his face were not played, but were actually from the bottom of his heart, especially the extremely complex joy, worry and confusion between his eyebrows and eyes, which fully expressed his mood at this moment.

After passing the wheelchair, Fan Xian bowed his head and saw the gentleness and congratulations in Chen Pingping's old eyes. He immediately understood. Sisi was indeed taken away by the dean. Since he had returned to Beijing, Sisi naturally had returned to the mansion. But he didn't know if he had given birth, whether he was a man or a woman.

With this in mind, he was not in the mood to think about the conversation in the imperial study room. His whole heart had returned to the Fan Mansion, urging his subordinates to whip the horse pulling a cart. However, too many people died in the past few days, so even though he knew that he might have become a father, Fan Xian was only slightly satisfied, but not much ecstasy. Wan'er was injured in the center of the mansion and died. After returning to the mansion, she really didn't know what to do.

The carriage did not stop at the main entrance of Fan Mansion, but went straight into the side alley and stopped at the corner door specially left in the back garden. Before the carriage could stop, Fan Xian had already jumped out of the carriage, and smiled and looked at the wife of the vine family who was greeting him at the door. Then he walked into his house, and just took a few steps, and his smile stopped.

It wasn't his intention to be artificial, but it was Kyoto where bloody weather was gone today. A new place of life came, and it was really impossible to rush away from the bloody smell of death.

After passing the flower hall and heading to the east wing, I found that the light was still slightly on. My father and Liu were waiting for him in the room. The dim light shone on Fan Shangshu's face, illuminating his wrinkles and joy in the wrinkles. Fan Shangshu was looking at a baby in Liu's arms. Although he barely maintained the appearance of Master Zhuang Su, he could not hide the comfort in his eyes.

Fan Xian came into the door and saluted his father and Liu first, but did not look at the baby in Liu's arms. Then he turned his eyes to the bed and saw Wan'er sitting by the bed, holding Sisi's hand and whispering something.

Wan'er's eyes were red and swollen, as if they were pink. She looked very pitiful, and her face was a lot thinner. She was so haggard that she forced her smile and talked to Sisi who was lying on the bed. After a little stunned, Fan Xian walked over, and didn't care about the two elders in the room. She sat directly beside Wan'er, looking at Sisi leaning against the pillow with a smile on her face. She looked at the old girl and said, "I'm all a mother, why don't I sleep at such a night?"

Although Sisi was a little frightened this month, she was protected by the Supervisory Office and was taken by Chen Laopozi to travel in the Siye of Kyoto. She had never suffered from wind and cold, but she had more exercise than ordinary mothers, so she looked better than ordinary mothers. In addition, this girl grew up with Fan Xian since she was young, and she was also inspired by a little free and easy feeling. She was broad-minded and did not get haggard because of the birth of the fetus in her arms. She had a few more plump faces, and she became more and more like a cute young woman.

"Young Master, I'm sleeping all over the day, so where can I sleep?" Sisi is used to calling him the young master. Her eyebrows and eyes are full of joy and the pride of being a mother, but she is forced to suppress herself in her words. Although she is sparse in her temperament, she is not a heartless fool. Knowing that too many things have happened in Beijing, the young grandmother feels sad and is not willing to act too much at this moment.

But after watching the young master enter the house, he didn't look at the baby in Liu's arms, he came to the bed. Sisi's heart began to think about it. Could it be that she gave birth to a daughter that made the young master unhappy? Her eyes became dim.

Even though Fan Xian had a delicate heart, he still didn't understand the little thoughts of the women in the backyard of his house. Looking at the girl's expression, he thought she was sad when she gave birth. He smiled and prepared to comfort her.

He didn't understand, but Lin Wan'er wouldn't understand, and Liu wouldn't understand. Seeing Liu walking towards the bed with her child in her arms, Wan'er smiled slightly, gave Fan Xian a wink, and said softly: "Look at the little girl."

Fan Xian was stunned, looked back and looked at Liu looking at him with a slightly reproachful look. Only then did he understand where the problem was. He smiled bitterly. He took the baby from Liu's arms, held it carefully in his hand, looked closely and found the baby in the cradle...

This little baby girl is really not good-looking. Not to mention her appearance, she is much worse than Sisi's big eyes. As she looked at her, she couldn't help laughing. She felt that she was really confused - a baby who had just been born could not be good-looking, as long as she was healthy, she was fine.

When the three women of Liu saw him taking the baby with a slut, they were frightened and did not react. They looked at him nervously, fearing that he would not be able to hold the baby. Liu was even more ready to reach out to grab it back, but they did not expect that Fan Xian bent his left elbow slightly, supported his arm and patted his right hand, and hugged the ground with a very good look.

Looking at this scene, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, including Fan Shangshu, all looked at Fan Xian with surprise. Wan'er, who had been depressed for a long time, couldn't help but smile secretly. Fan Xian was only looking at his daughter at this time, and he didn't expect that in this world, men who were willing to hold children. Especially in this world, there were very few families like them, and as familiar as him, they were like an old nanny, which made everyone stunned.

Fan Xian hugged the child and said to Sisi gently: "The situation has been unstable recently, and it has also made you suffer... But you know me, and you don't look at the child when you enter the house. It's not that you don't like your daughter, but in my eyes, children are always less important than adults, and the most important thing is that you can be safe."

After receiving the secret reproach from Liu and Wan'er, Fan Xian naturally knew why Sisi's previous depression arose. He explained a few words with a smile, but did not think about it, but he did not expect that these words fell into Wan'er and Sisi's hearts. They each had different feelings.

Sisi felt sweet in her heart. Immediately when she was a child, the young master kept muttering that the most miserable mother gave birth to a child, and that it was the same as boys and girls. Although she was sweet in her heart, she didn't dare to act too much in front of Wan'er, because she knew that the young grandmother had always been very kind to her, and she had been trying to have a child in the past two years, but she had always...

Thinking of this, Sisi missed Fan Xian’s next two words. Xiaoyi glanced at the young grandma who lowered her head and smiled gently. Somehow she felt sad in her heart and felt sad for the young grandma.

The women on this side were complicated. Fan Xian hugged his daughter and looked at him carefully. The more he looked, the more he became, the more he became happy. When he entered the house, he only cared about Sisi's body and Wan'er's emotions, and did not take this daughter seriously. Until he hugged her, he felt the softness and pinkness of this small body through the cloth, looked at the wrinkles on his daughter's forehead, and looked at the daughter's lips from time to time, and his heart became softer and softer.

The biggest difference between men and women is here. A woman has only been pregnant for ten months and has been nurturing a relationship for ten months. In addition, she has worked hard to get a pain in her heart. Naturally, she has a strong and indescribable warmth for the child. A man’s relationship needs to be watched, held, and experienced, so she will become stronger and stronger.

Especially for the world's most expensive busy person like Fan Xian, Sisi was basically not around when she was pregnant, so she naturally didn't feel too strong about the child. Just hugged her, and the feeling came. Fan Xian hugged her more and more cautiously, staring at the little girl in her arms, thinking, is this his daughter? She will be very beautiful in the future, and will be very fierce in the future... These small eyes with tightly closed ground will grow bigger and more beautiful as they grow older.

After the softness of the heart gradually became sweet and sweet. For some reason, Fan Xian felt his nose was a little blocked, but this emotion was too complicated, and even he himself didn't know what words to describe it. He only knew one thing that his two lives, which were full of disasters and difficulties, were finally continued in this world.

At this moment, he thought in his heart that even though he died on the spot, he always left something in this world. Unlike looking at the rows of books at the Sun family, the prefect of Kyoto, the feeling was stronger, more vivid and inexplicable.

After hugging for a while, Wan'er, who was watching from the side, took the child over under the guidance of Liu and Fan Xian's demonstration, and hugged her in her arms with heartache.

According to the rules of this world, this is also her child, and this kind of distress is real. Fan Xian smiled and looked at his wife's pity and curiosity, and then he realized that his wife was not old. Under his own care, it was actually not much different from a girl. However, seeing Wan'er holding the child, it seemed that she had a little sadness in her heart, and he felt much better.

It was already late at night and everyone was a little tired. It was just the first life in the third generation of the Fan Mansion that made everyone excited. Even Shangshu Fan stayed in the room without any hesitation, watching this scene happily, and refused to go to rest.

Finally, Liu joked a few times, asking the old lady and the nurse who had been waiting in the outer compartment to come in, hugged the child and stood aside, and urged everyone to rest earlier.

When Fan Shangshu left, he suddenly thought of something and was about to call Fan Xian to the study to ask about the situation in the palace today. His Majesty's emotions. He immediately thought that this child was exhausted these days and finally had a happy event, so why bother to disturb him, so he didn't speak.

On the contrary, when the two elders left, Fan Xian asked happily: "Father. When I was in Jiangnan, please give me a name. I don't know what name I gave this girl."

He asked happily, but Fan Shangshu glanced at Liu, his eyes a little complicated. He immediately said calmly: "Daughter's family, there is no hurry to name it, just call it a nickname first."

"Fan Xiaohua." Fan Xian said with a smile: "I have already thought of my nickname."

As soon as these words were said, Lin Wan'er and Sisi were a little dissatisfied. They thought to themselves, why did they have such a vulgar name? But Sisi did not dare to speak in front of everyone, but Wan'er noticed the expression of the family man, was stunned and said nothing.

Fan Xian and Wan'er looked at each other and remembered something, and their faces looked a little unfavorable. After Fan Shangshu and Liu went out, he couldn't help but shake his head, sighed, looked at the daughter in the arms of the old nanny, and said, "Can't this little girl's name be given to her in the palace?"

When Sisi heard this, she was shocked and thought to herself what this is. She immediately thought of the young master's identity, so she quickly pursed her lips and did not dare to express any opinions.

Lin Wan'er looked at him and said softly, "I heard from the master that your name was also taken in the palace. I think it was more than just a name. At the latest the next day, Your Majesty will let you bring your child into the palace. Giving a name is a matter. I am afraid that the palace will send a group of old nannies and wet nurses to let you choose."

Fan Xian raised his eyebrows slightly and sneered, "The old groceries in the palace... come here, just keep them alone."

Now he naturally has the confidence to speak. Even the empress dowager dares to slap people in the face, let alone those old fish's eyes. But as soon as these words were said, the nanny who was holding a baby girl in the east wing became scared. The nurse behind her even lowered her head and didn't dare to say anything.

Fan Xian glanced at them and said calmly: "You always have to work hard to take care of the lady on weekdays, but the nurse doesn't need it. The young grandma will go and talk to her wife tomorrow."

Lin Wan'er glanced at him in wonder, thinking to herself what her husband is doing? Why did she drive the nurse out? She saw Fan Xian sit back to the bed and ask Sisi with a smile: "Do you have any milk?"

Sisi was slightly embarrassed and nodded. Fan Xian smiled and said, "Then it's over. The child must be raised by himself. What's the matter if he wants the nurse to breastfeed the child."

Fan Xian thought to himself that you people don’t know the importance of breastfeeding. How much does colostrum cost in the world? The doctor said that the psychological impact of mother breastfeeding on the baby... He knew that these things were about to come out, and no one in the world could understand them, so he did not discuss with the two women and made arbitrary decision.

The nurse beside him lowered his head and didn't dare to say anything. What's wrong with the nurse? Your old Fan family can make a fortune, but it's because the ancestors of Danzhou have breastfeeded several children in the royal family. However, the old nanny heard some other smell and looked at the young master in a dumbfounded manner, thinking to himself whether the young master was going to ask his aunt to raise the young master himself? This is a big rule. I will always talk to the master and his wife tomorrow.

Fan Xian didn't know what the old woman was thinking, and didn't care much. He worked hard in this world for twenty years. If he had to talk to others about how his daughter was raised, he would have lived in vain.

He sat next to Sisi and said a few more words. He found that the girl was sleepy. He forced her eyes to speak, feeling a little unbearable. Fan Xian smiled and said, "Go to bed quickly. When I was in Danzhou in the past years, you were lazy than me."

Looking at Sisi's eagerness to speak, Fan Xian smiled and said, "I have been in Kyoto for a few years. I have really confused you. When I was a child, I said that it is the same for having boys and girls. Although it is not a national policy, it is also a family rule."

When she returned to the master bedroom, the girl had already rubbed her sleepy eyes and was about to serve the two masters. Fan Xian waved his hand and drove them out, and helped Wan'er sit by the bed. He looked at her eyes seriously and said, "I know the rules in the mansion. Children born by my aunt must live with the big room."

Lin Wan'er's eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't shed. She didn't know how much blow she had suffered in the past few days, but she had nowhere to pour out her sorrow. Today, Sisi went home, although she remembered that the baby girl was Fan Xiandi's flesh and blood, she was also happy and felt a little grateful to Sisi, but she was incredibly complicated after all.

Especially Fan Xian had a faint sense of not allowing her to participate. Several emotional mixtures made Wan'er feel sad. She was born with a noble background. She had a strange life and was as clever as ice and snow. She was filled with a silly joy and had never been hiding and intelligent, but she was a woman after all, and any woman always had the delicate thoughts of a woman.

Fan Xian looked at her quietly, knowing that the eldest princess' death, the second prince's death, and the blood of the royal family had already overwhelmed his wife. He said in a gentle tone: "I'm thinking wrong, right? I just don't want those nurses to dirty our children... This child is always ours, but Sisi is her biological mother after all, so she can't just carry it over."

Lin Wan'er sighed, looked at the commoner's face in front of her knees, and said softly: "You don't have to be so slight in front of me. I know you are worried about me." She smiled reluctantly, "But sometimes it tastes a bit delicious, like you and Sisi sometimes say something. I don't understand much, what are the national policies and regulations."

Fan Xian smiled helplessly. Sisi grew up with him after all. Just like using letters to educate his sister, she naturally had some sharing in that lifetime. He held his wife's hands and said softly: "From now... I will tell you anything I have, only we know. Others want to know... Hey. I won't tell him."

After pausing, he held his wife's hands tightly and said with a smile: "I will tell you all the carriage, car and cannon."

Lin Wan'er was confused when she heard this, thinking that she knew about carriages and sedan chairs. What kind of car cannons are? But she knew that he was coaxing her, so she forcibly covered the sadness on her face and lowered her head slightly and said, "I want a child. Seeing that my brothers are now in the process, I don't know what will happen in the future. If you have a child, I will look forward to it."

This was said calmly, but Fan Xian felt sad, especially when he looked at Wan'er's slightly thin cheeks at this time, which was much clearer than two years ago. Compared with Sisi, she seemed to have just given birth and suffered even more pity. He knew his wife's thoughts, and the development of the medicine should be almost the same. He was confident in his heart and said with a teasing voice: "Of course the child is going to have a child. Let's give birth to a younger brother for Xiao Huaer, and the family will be lively."

Wan'er just thought he was coaxing herself, laughed and said nothing, but Fan Xian looked at him with thief eyes and said, "But there seem to be many steps to do to have a baby. Speaking of which, we haven't been intimate for more than half a year."

Lin Wan'er smiled and spat at him, then she thought that her husband was deliberately amusing herself, and his benefits and care made her feel a little sad. Fan Xian was just joking. There were so many people dead in the palace, and the couple were not in the mood to do this. He stood up, brought the basin with a little warm water, placed it in front of the bed, and took off Wan'er's shoes and socks, which scared her.

"Wash your feet, I must have suffered a lot when I run around in and outside the palace." Fan Xian lowered his head, put his wife's barefoot into a basin, lifted up hot water, and rubbed it gently.

Lin Wan'er looked at his hair and felt the warmth coming from her feet. Her nose felt sore and she started crying silently. Fan Xian lowered her head, but she knew that she was crying without looking up. He knew his wife's sorrow, but he couldn't find any words to comfort the other party. He could only wash her feet silently, and he couldn't help but feel countless soreness in his heart.
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