Chang’an Peasant Girl

"You wait a little longer, when the time comes, I will announce it to the world, restore your father's innocence, and restore your status as princess." Emperor Xiyun said again.

Tuoba Yao solemnly thanked again: "The daughter of the people thanked the emperor!"

As soon as she returned to Fenghua Palace from Jun Palace, Jing Jing asked Meng Lanqing to take Tuoba Yao out of the palace.

And Xiao Changyi is still in Jundian.

Emperor Xiyun asked Xiao Changyi to sit with him for a while.

The four little guys are playing in the front yard of the Fenghua Palace, watched by the palace people, each playing in their own way, but the style of painting is particularly harmonious and beautiful.

Jing Jing didn't go to play with the four little guys, but looked at the four little guys with a slight smile.

With endless kindness in his eyes.

And watching, she just sat on the steps and watched.

Although the four little guys played their own games, sometimes when they saw her, they would turn their heads and giggle at her twice, and then they continued to play.

Thinking about what happened yesterday, it was so thrilling, Quiet still has some lingering fears.

She couldn't imagine what would happen to her if the four lovely children of her family had an accident.

As soon as Xiao Changyi entered the Fenghua Palace, he saw his wife sitting on the steps looking at their four children wondering what they were thinking. Then, he walked over and sat next to his wife, not at all disliking the dirt on the steps.

"What are you thinking?" Xiao Changyi looked sideways at An Jing, his thin lips slightly parted, and asked softly.

Jing Jing didn't answer immediately, but leaned towards Xiao Changyi, leaning on Xiao Changyi's shoulder. After looking at the four little guys for a while, she called out in a low voice, "Mr.

"Um?"

"My hands were shaking yesterday."

Xiao Changyi didn't respond, but raised his hand, wrapping his arms around An Jing's shoulders, making An Jing lean closer on his shoulders.

Jing Jing continued to speak slowly: "I'm afraid. I'm afraid that something will happen to the children. Tell me, if something happens to Jing'er, Xing'er, Qing'er, and Yun'er, what will happen to me?"

Without waiting for Xiao Changyi to speak, An Jing said in a low voice, "Anyway, I can't imagine it."

Although Xiao Changyi had no expression on his face and didn't speak, he wrapped his arms around An Jing's shoulders even tighter.

Feeling the force exerted on his shoulders, leaning against him, he fell silent. After a long while, she finally spoke again: "Sir."

"Um?"

"I don't want to put children in danger again."

"Um."

"Let's live in the imperial capital. Living in the palace or Prince Yi's mansion is fine. It's safer than living outside the city."

"Um."

"If we live in Prince Yi's mansion, we have to send a lot of guards to protect Prince Yi's mansion, so that no one can enter at will." For the sake of her child, even if it is a birdcage, she is willing to go in.

Xiao Changyi said lightly: "Before I trained several batches of dead soldiers, the purpose was to better protect the old man and Chengyu. Later, I will tell the old man to transfer a batch to Prince Yi's residence."

"Hmm." Quiet had no objection. Specially trained dead soldiers are much better than ordinary guards.

While nodding, An Jing raised her face and smiled silently at Xiao Changyi.

Xiao Changyi just looked at her, raised his other hand, and gently touched Quiet's face.

Then, the two looked at the four little guys playing not far away.

Looking at it, An Jing sighed, feeling a little heavy: "Fortunately, the children are fine. Even Meng Zhuqing, I don't know if he can wake up."

"Oh," An Jing sighed again, "Meng Zhuqing did this for Yan Yao, Yan Yao must be very uncomfortable now."