Chapter 480 Asking for Grace

The government affairs of the court are running as usual.

The nine-day Spring Festival began at the end of March. Candidates were not allowed to have contact with the outside world during the examination, so Xie Jin was unable to enter the palace to serve on errands during these nine days. Fortunately, Nan Xi was almost full moon at the end of March, and his body had already recovered as usual. You can move around the bedroom as usual.

Occasionally, I would go out for a walk, admire flowers in the palace garden, and drink tea.

Rong Yu worked more hard on government affairs.

The full-moon child's features look more delicate and noble, and his little face seems to have been carefully carved by God. It looks beautiful no matter how you look at it.

"Haoer's little face looks more and more like Rong Yu as he grows longer." Nan Xi sat on the brocade couch by the window, with the little one who had just turned one month lying in her arms. "The temperament is also similar, quiet and not prone to crying. It's obvious at first glance The calm style of a king.”

Except for crying like an ordinary baby on the day he was born, the little guy rarely cries until now. When he is hungry, he will pucker his mouth. The wet nurse has experience in taking care of children. She will hurry up when she knows that your highness is hungry. Pick him up and feed him.

A one-month-old child is actually very easy to take care of if he or she is not feeling unwell, especially a child like Hao'er who is quiet and doesn't cry. He will go to bed after eating, or just stay quietly by himself with his eyes as big as black grapes. Hardly any fuss.

"If the prince hears this, he will definitely be very happy." Yinyue said with a smile, "Master always praises the prince a lot."

The calm style of a king.

Although this sentence is perfect for Rong Yu, the same words spoken to Nan Xi from others will definitely have a different effect, especially her prince's temperament seems to have been tempered during this period, which has made him less confident.

Nan Xi smiled and wanted to say that Rong Yu always liked to pretend to be pitiful. With his strong skills and invincible temperament, who else in the world could be more capable of saying "the style of a king" than him?

However, deep down, Rong Yu does not have a sense of security. This lack of confidence does not come from doubts about his own abilities, but from emotional worries about gains and losses.

Nan Xi's eyes narrowed slightly, and she lowered her eyes to look at her son who was lying in her arms and seemed a little sleepy. She murmured to herself: "Your father's worry about gains and losses cannot be tolerated. He needs to be cured."

To put it bluntly, it actually needs to be sorted out.

"Your Majesty." Yin Shuang walked in from outside the palace door and lowered her head to report, "Mrs. Xiping Hou wants to see you."

Mrs. Xipinghou?

Nan Xi was slightly surprised. After thinking for a moment, she didn't remember who this person was, so she asked, "Who is Mrs. Xipinghou?"

"The Duke of Zhen Guo was demoted and is now the Marquis of Xiping."

Nan Xi hummed in understanding: "Just herself?"

"yes."

Nan Xi thought about the purpose of this lady's meeting with her, and said lightly: "Let her come in."

"yes."

Yinshuang turned around and walked out. Not long after, a lady in a lake-blue dress walked in with her eyebrows lowered under the guidance of the palace servants. She knelt down in the outer hall and said, "My wife, I see your Majesty the Queen. Long live your Majesty. Long live your Majesty. Long live your Majesty." !”

"Pingsheng." Nan Xi said, stood up and put Hao'er on the bed to sleep, "Mrs. Fang suddenly asked to see me, why?"

Mrs. Fang thanked her, but she knelt and did not move. There was a hint of pleading in her voice: "My wife came to the palace today to ask for His Majesty's grace."

grace?

Nan Xi returned to the brocade couch and sat down, taking a sip of the tea presented by Yinyue: "Let's talk about it."

Regardless of whether she was the former Madam of the Duke of Zhenguo or the current Madam of the Marquis of Xiping, this was Fang's first serious face to face with the Holy Spirit alone.

She had heard her daughter Lan Yi describe the Queen before, and she had a general impression that Nan Xi was a boudoir girl who was ignorant of the world. After all, she was still young and grew up in a family of officials in the Zhou Dynasty, so she should be of the same age as ordinary people. Girls are generally the same.

Even if you ascend to the supreme position, relying on the protection of a regent next to you, you should be easy to fool.

However, after just two sentences at this moment, she felt an invisible pressure coming down on her so tightly that she couldn't help but feel frightened, even more frightened than before when she met the queen.

"Mrs. Fang probably didn't come here to be in a daze, right?" Nan Xi glanced at her casually, "If you have something to say, just say it without any scruples. Even if what you ask for is wrong, I will not punish you for it. ”

Fang was startled and quickly suppressed the fear in her heart. She lowered her head and said, "My daughter, Lan Yi, has not been doing well in Prince Wei's mansion recently. My wife... I want to know if... I can..."

"Is there anything you can do?" Nan Xi raised her eyebrows and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to take back my life and cancel the marriage between Fang Lanyi and Xuanyuan Yan?"

"No, it's not." Fang's face changed slightly, and she shook her head slowly, with a look of sorrow on her face, "Lanyi is a child who has suffered a lot, and I feel sorry for her plight, but... but her innocence is no longer there, even though I I feel bad, but I can only marry her to Mr. Yan, otherwise...what will I do in this life? I just want to..."

Fang's voice became lower and lower, like a whisper: "I just want to ask for grace for Lan Yi, so that she can have an easier time in Prince Wei's Mansion..."

"What grace do you ask for?"

Mrs. Fang's eyes were red and she said sadly: "Your Majesty has the final say. As long as...as long as she can no longer be abused by Mr. Yan, I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for your kindness."

As he said that, he kowtowed deeply.

Nan Xi said nothing.

Years ago, Xuanyuanyan was imprisoned in Tianlao for insulting Fang Lanyi. Rong Yu ordered the Minister of Punishment to investigate, and Xie Jin assisted, but actually tampered with it, so no flowers were found in the end. Xuanyuanyan was imprisoned in the prison until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. On the day of the resumption of the imperial court, Rong Yu issued an order to release him.

Of course, the Minister of Justice who failed to investigate the case was also demoted.

Counting it down, it has been almost three months since Xuanyuan Yan returned to the Prince of Wei's Mansion.

"Have they had their wedding?" Nan Xi asked, "Even if you don't want a grand ceremony, the formality of the marriage should still be carried out."

"Your Majesty, the wedding has been quietly held in the Prince of Wei's Mansion." Fang said in a low voice, "But there was no big banquet. The Prince of Wei said he couldn't afford to lose face."

Can't afford to lose face?

Nan Xi sneered. His son was capable of such a beastly thing, but now he felt ashamed?

If the matter hadn't been too big, with Xuanyuan Yan's brutal past record, not only would those girls who were abused by him have died in vain, but who knows how many women would be ruined by him in the future.

As for Fang Lanyi.

Nan Xi's expression was slightly cold. She could even cruelly plot against the unborn child in Chu Hongyi's belly. Aren't she and Xuanyuan Yan a perfect match?

Thinking of this, she said calmly, "I can't interfere too much in the family affairs of the Prince of Wei's Mansion. If Madam is really worried, I will send someone to remind the Prince of Wei and his wife to treat Miss Fang well. Is this feasible?"