By decree and pro

Chapter 140 Merry Fruit

"Ilya, are you awake?" Yan smiled and looked at Ilya who was stretching.

"Wake up!" Elijah smiled.

"Go get the sword."

"sword?"

"Yes, I want to loosen my muscles and bones." Yan turned his wrist, "Accompany me to practice swords for a while."

"Yan, can you do it?" Ilya looked at Yan's big belly, which was almost eight months old, and felt that his belly was heavier than Yan's.

"It's enough to deal with you." Yan stood up and began to warm up by raising his legs and tucking his knees. "These days I'm either lying down or sitting. If I don't move anymore, I'm afraid I won't have the strength to give birth."

Ilya looked at Yan's clumsy movements. His knees couldn't be lifted up at all, and they were supported by his big belly. But after thinking about it, it was true. The more people lay down, the lazier they became, and the strength didn't come from sleep. The excessive movement of legs and feet is harmful to childbirth. good thing.

"Okay, take it easy, I'll get it." Ilya quickly brought two unedged swords.

"No sharpening?" Yan looked at the sword, frowning.

"Who dares to give you the blade..." Ilya said seriously, "This sword has no eyes, what if you hurt me?"

"Oh?" Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at Ilya, "It turns out that you chose the unedged sword for your own sake. In your eyes, I'm so cumbersome that I can't even use a sword well?"

"Yan, this is not obvious. You walk like a duck, waddling... Wow!" Ilya yelled and fled out of the pavilion. Yan's sword struck as soon as it said it would strike, faster than the lightning.

Yan is a big belly, but his body moves are still sharp, and he only needs to use one success to deal with Ilya.

Ilya blocked it with his sword at first, but later he was no match, so he simply grabbed the sword and ran around the garden, shouting as he ran, "Yan, how can you do this! Once you beat someone, your legs and feet will become sharper!"

"Isn't it? I even find it strange!" Yan smiled brightly.I have to say that recuperation is a very boring thing, and I feel refreshed by running and moving freely.

Ilya was sweating from running, and was having a headache as to how to get out, so Usman sent an old woman to deliver afternoon snacks to Yan, saying that it was a tribute from a wealthy businessman, and it was called "Merry Fruit".

As soon as Yan heard the name, he felt strange, so he put on his armor and stopped fighting against Ilya.

Ilya hid in Tibet, running out of breath, unable to even speak, the sword in his hand became a crutch, supporting him to move towards the gazebo.

"This is the Merry Fruit?" Yan was not panting except for the sweat on his forehead and his rosy complexion. He put the sword on the tea table, picked up the yellow glass fruit plate that the old mother sent, and looked at it curiously. with.

This fruit looks a bit indecent, like a man's "rooster head".The light yellow shell is hard, Yan picked up one and squeezed it lightly, the shell shattered, revealing the white flesh, a bit like lychee flesh, but the color is darker yellow.

There was a faint fragrance from the fruit, Yan put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, it was fleshy and chewy.

"Yan, this fruit strengthens yang, invigorates the kidney, and removes dampness." Ilya finally came back, sat down on the floor mat, and looked up at Yan, "It is a rare thing, it only bears fruit once every three years, and the harvest is very small, sir As soon as you have something good, you will send it to the harem."

"Strengthening yang and tonifying kidney?" Yan thought for a while and said, "About some time ago, the doctor said that my kidney qi was weak."

"Your Majesty, that's exactly what you mean." The old nanny who delivered the fruit had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and she said respectfully, "Your Majesty has already asked the imperial doctor before sending the servants here, that the Queen can eat these fruits with peace of mind."

"Well, he has always been very considerate to me." The sweetness on Yan's face couldn't be hidden.

"Hey, I'm really envious of others." Ilya couldn't help thinking of Feralas. Ever since the king returned to the palace, Feralas had gone out of the palace, and he didn't know what he was busy with, so he didn't even send a letter back.

"Come on, you can eat too, don't be envious." Yan peeled off another one with his bare hands, and stuffed the pulp into Ilya's mouth.

"Your Majesty gave this to you specially, and I dare not eat it." Although Ilya muttered so much, she ate happily and said with a smile while chewing the pulp, "It's so sweet. By the way, Yan, you It's really amazing, with such a heavy belly, you can still chase me to the ground. The child in your stomach won't be born with martial arts, right?"

"How is it possible, but he must be very strong." Yan said with a smile, "Recently, he kicked me very vigorously."

"Could it be twins fighting inside?"

"No way." Yan was stunned for a moment, "And with me here, they are not allowed to fight."

"How do you plan to stop it?" Ilya said, "It's an old rule to fight among the princes of Xiliang. Only the strong can be the king of Xiliang. Otherwise, how should the successor be chosen?"

"The issue of the crown prince's canonization is the same in Dayan, and there is even a bloody coup, so I can understand the rules set by the royal family of Xiliang. , resort to such dirty methods as framing and poisoning, and see if I don't personally abolish his hand."

"Yan, you are so ruthless!"

"It's not ruthless, there are rules. Without rules, you can't be round. This is the foundation of human beings. It's also what my father often taught me and my brother. He said that we must have rules and standards in everything we do, and we should not hurt people for selfish desires or power Siblings. If a ruler cannot have kind thoughts in his heart and take care of siblings, how can he care for the people?"

"Yan, you're right!" Ilya applauded vigorously, "Why didn't I think of this before?"

"These truths are easier said than done." Yan suddenly sighed softly, "When I was about to become a father, I realized how much my father and father put so much effort into teaching us."

Then, Yan said: "Although I shouldn't say this, if the old king of Xiliang can have a little guidance as a father, it won't happen that Dan Erman poisoned and murdered Usman at the banquet." .”

Yan heard Usman mention this matter, and he has been thinking about it all the time. It really shouldn't be so tit-for-tat between young brothers.

"Poisoning?" Ilya asked curiously, "When did it happen?"

"It happened a long time ago, you probably haven't entered the palace yet, so it's not surprising if you don't know." Yan then told Ilya what Usman said at that time.

Ilya naturally listened to such a thrilling thing with great interest, and even broke into a cold sweat for the king, but the old nun at the side showed a confused expression.

"Mommy, did I say something wrong?" Yan noticed the doubt in her eyes and asked.

The old mother was also frank, and said directly: "Reporting to the queen, the servants and servants were also there at the banquet, serving tea and water for the concubines in the palace."

"Really? Did you see Prince Denman poisoning the dessert with your own eyes?" Ilya asked immediately.

"No." The old mother shook her head, "His Royal Highness Danerman was ill at that time, and the old priest said that His Royal Highness had an epidemic and had to be treated in the priest's tower. Only His Royal Highness Usman was present at the banquet that day. I remember that time When everyone was talking and laughing, His Royal Highness Usman suddenly knocked over a basket of snacks, which startled everyone, and later found out that the snacks were poisonous. At that time, Concubine Wan happened to be standing next to His Royal Highness Usman, and she Seeing His Royal Highness Usman overturning the basket, he left in a hurry, so there was a rumor in the palace that it was Concubine Wan who poisoned him."

"How is this possible? She is Usman's biological mother." Yan felt that the nun was probably confused, and Usman made it clear that he was the one who poisoned Danerman at the banquet.

"You don't know, queen. Although these two highnesses were born of the same mother, they have a very bad relationship." The nanny has been serving the king and the queen, and she said directly, "The reason is that the concubine Yuan is too eccentric. I love Prince Denlman, and I don’t care about Prince Usman, so the two princes are like fire and water, and never appear on the same occasion. Even if it is the old king’s birthday banquet, one will not come to the other. Slaves To say something disrespectful is the fault of Concubine Yuan."

"Speaking of this, I've also heard about it," Ilya interjected, "The relationship between your majesty and his brothers is not ordinary, it's simply a world feud. Yan, after I found out that you were pregnant last time, Mr. His Majesty pardoned a group of sinners, and released all the death row prisoners who fought against him for the throne a few years ago, and exiled them to the Gobi Desert. Only Dan Erman is still in the dungeon. His Majesty himself said, We're going to lock him up until he dies."

"It seems that the two of them are really incompatible." Yan thought for a while, looked at the old woman and said, "I know! That day Dan Erman used the excuse of being sick to not attend the banquet, but in fact he hid and wanted to hide in secret. Murdered Usman, but didn't want to reveal his whereabouts, and was seen by Usman!"

"But it was true that no one had seen Prince Denelman that day." The old nun was quite stubborn, perhaps because of her age.

"But Usman's memory is so good, there's no reason to remember it wrong." Yan and the old mother got into a fight.

"Okay, Yan, it's just an old story, so it's not worth delving into." Ilya said with a smile, "Yan, if you don't want to eat, I won't be polite."

"Okay, you can just eat it, and hide it in your pocket secretly. You forgot the 'rules' so quickly." Yan saw it, and reached out to take out Ilya's pocket. Ilya struggled with a smile, and the two had a quarrel.

The old mammy also smiled: "There are still some fruits, don't worry about the queen."

After eating the fruit, the old mother went back to serve Usman, Yan yawned a few times and fell asleep.

"Sit for a while," Ilya said, "I'll wake you up when the sun goes down."

Yan looked at the sky, there was about an hour left.

"Alright." Yan lay down on the imperial concubine's couch, and lazily lay down on the left side, and Ilya helped him cover him with a woolen blanket.

Yan fell asleep not long after, and Ilya had been sitting in the armchair next to her, reading a book and drinking milk tea.

But he slipped his hand, the teacup tipped over, and the milk tea flowed all over the table, soaking Yan's books.

Elijah hurriedly salvaged the ancient book made of cowhide, and used a handkerchief to tuck in the tea to dry it. Fortunately, only the edge of the book was wet, and it would be fine after drying it.

However, there was a lot of milk tea on the cover, and it was a bit sticky. Ilya wanted to take it to the fountain outside to wash it, but when he looked up, he saw that Yan was sleeping soundly. Although there were only the two of them in the pavilion, it was actually heavily guarded.

Ilya took the book and went out of the gazebo to the fountain.