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The southern border was a land that their master had managed for many years. Was he about to hand it over just like that? Would sothing happen?
“Master, are you sure you want to do this?”
“This…” Qian Jiyun lowered his eyes and thought seriously.
“Go give so instructions first. I’ll decide after I discuss it with Jiuyue,” he instructed Yan Shen before turning around to et An Jiuyue.
“Why are you discussing this with Mistress?
Yan Shen did not understand. He wondered if Qian Jiyun had not paid attention to matters in Daqing Kingdom for a long ti and was confused about them.
In any case, as long as his master suggested it, he would obey. He probably had his own plans.
An Jiuyue was laughing, amused by the antics of the two children in the room. An Yilu, who had just been brought in, was also in her arms, calling her “mother”.
“Xiao Lu’er, you’ve grown so quickly! You’ve gained a lot of weight in the past few months,” An Jiuyue said, smiling.
As she looked up, she saw Qian Jiyun entering. She stood up and stuffed the child into his arms.
“Weigh him in your hand. Isn’t he much heavier?”
“He’s about to beco a little fat pig. How can he not be heavy?
Qian Jiyun did not intend to carry the child in his arms. He crouched and placed
An Yilu on the ground.
“You still want your mother to carry you all day at your age? Aren’t you embarrassed?”
An Yilu tilted his head and looked at Qian Jiyun and then at An Jiuyue. He flailed his arms and pounced on Qian Yizheng, hugging his thigh.
“Brother Zheng, carry .”
Qian Yizheng was silent.
How could a child like him carry An Yilu?
The nanny would break her back if she carried him for more than an hour. He would just let him hug his legs.
“Xiao Lu’er, be good. I’ll let you hug my legs.”
Qian Jiyun looked at Qian Yizheng and said gently, “Zheng’er, Rong’er, go out and play first. I have sothing to tell your mother.”
Qian Yizheng held An Yilu’s hand obediently and replied, “Alright.”
Qian Yirong held An Yilu’s other hand, and the three children walked out of the house side by side. A few servants followed them.
Only An Jiuyue and Qian Jiyun were left in the room.
An Jiuyue poured him a cup of tea and placed it beside her on the table. She gestured for him to sit down before asking, “What do you want to say to ? Why are you so serious?”
“I suddenly thought of an interesting idea just now. I wanted to tell you and see if you have any better suggestions,” Qian Jiyun said as he picked up his teacup and drained it in one gulp.
“What idea?”
His words piqued her interest.
The old Emperor must have really felt that life was too comfortable, so he ca to cause trouble for them imdiately.
Since he wanted to die so badly, why should they hide from him? They could just go up to him and let him know that they were no pushovers.
Qian Jiyun looked at her steadily and said, “There’s been a lot of commotion at the eastern border recently. The Dongyue Kingdom seems to be planning to attack.”
An Jiuyue raised her eyebrows and asked, “So?”
“This wouldn’t normally be a big problem, but the problem now is that the old Emperor doesn’t have anyone to send to the eastern border,” Qian Jiyun said
with a smile..
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