When Zhang Changzong returned to his residence, he first wrote a brief secret letter, and wrote down the news that Guan'er gave birth to a daughter, and ordered someone to report it to the emperor secretly. Then he untied his clothes and went to take a shower without mentioning it.

Wan'er had just given birth and was exhausted. She had a conversation with Yang Fan. When she was excited, her tiredness surged. Dai'er was very quiet. Perhaps because of her hard cry when she was born, she was tired. She lay beside her mother and daughter, and she couldn't wake up. Seeing this, Yang Fan asked her mother and daughter to rest well and got up and returned to her residence.

After Gu Zhuting left, she immediately disguised herself as she went to the mansion of the famous Chang'an doctor Mu Hui. She still blinded Mu Hui and asked her to get into the car. She walked around the city for a few times and confirmed that no one was following her. Then she went back to the island in the middle of the lake and asked him to take the pulse for Wan'er again, prescribed a few tonic prescriptions, and sent him back.

Gu Zhuting stayed with Wan'er at this point. With her help to take care of her, she was much better than Lan Yiqing and the awkward girls. Of course, Yang Fan also intended to bring her and Wan'er closer together. It was just a matter of one trick, so why not do it?

After Yang Fan took a shower, he changed into a light shirt. He knew that Wan'er was weak at this time and needed a rest. Although he always wanted to see her and the child, he also gave up the idea of ​​visiting her tonight. He only ordered someone to prepare a banquet and drink with Zhang Changzong tonight.

Yang Fan held a banquet today, and for him, he wanted to celebrate the birth of his beloved daughter and the safety of his mother and daughter, but this reason was not easy to public. He had just ordered the kitchen to prepare a banquet when he saw Ren Wei coming in quickly from outside. Judging from his expression, it seemed that something was wrong. Yang Fan stopped and walked: "What's the matter?"

Ren Wei looked strangely in front of Yang Fan and whispered: "Alang, the humble man has already found out about the matter you told me."

This mindless sentence made Yang Fan frown and asked, "What did I tell you?"

Ren Wei said: "It seems that something is unclear between Du Wentian and Princess Anle. Today, Du Wentian was beaten by Miss Gao and Miss Lan and the others. After escaping back, he hired a beating doctor to treat him. Logically speaking, he was injured just now and should have been resting in the mansion. Unexpectedly, he actually left the mansion and ran to a restaurant to drink wine.

The humble man thought something was strange, so he bought a doctorate in wine for a large sum of money and impersonated him. Du Wentian said many drunken complaints when he was drunk. Although he did not mention the name Anle in his words, the woman he was talking about was clearly her.

He heard his words, it seemed that he had done his job and was scolded by Princess Anle after returning home. While drinking, he complained, saying that he would do his best to live in the mansion. He was as willing as a slave, shopping for her and having a banquet, spending nearly one million yuan.

As a result, he is now full of Chang'an's big jokes, and even his father doesn't like him, but he is still treated so coldly. Judging from the words of this guy while drunk, he and Princess Anle have probably done things between men and women. Hehe, this person is really a love story. Although he is full of complaints, he still can't forget her."

"Love? It's just a lustful person."

Yang Fan sneered twice disdainfully, and walked gently with his hands behind his back. Ren Wei whispered: "What are the plans of Alang?"

Yang Fan pondered for a moment and said, "The crisis has been resolved. Anle will deal with Zhang Changzong's revenge next. I am afraid I will be overwhelmed and have no time to come and find my bad luck again.

As for this Du Wentian…”

Yang Fan shook his head helplessly. If Du Wentian had not chosen the right time and the right accomplice, what qualifications would he have to provoke him? Yang Fan asked someone to investigate this matter, which was used to make a fuss, but Wan'er has given birth safely and has no handle to catch him.

When people are happy and happy, their moods are very different. Thinking of their daughter's cute little face, some of the hostility in Yang Fan's chest was diluted by tenderness. Du Wentianjing's defeat should be overwhelmed. He doesn't want to chase and fight again and refuse to give in.

Yang Fan sighed and said, "Forget this matter, just withdraw the person staring at them and don't pursue it."

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There is a pavilion on Lichun Platform, which is a cold house.

There is a stream next to the Xuan Hall, with gurgling water. A water truck is activated by the water force, rotating at a constant speed, and bamboo tubes are circulating, continuously pouring the clear and cool stream water on a wooden trough on an elevated roof. The spring water flows out, just watering on the umbrella-shaped roof of the Xuan Hall.

The water spreads to all sides, and the rain eaves on all sides of the hall droop like curtains, forming a crystal water curtain. The hall is extremely cool, which is very different from the hot weather outside the hall.

Wu Zetian lay siding on Xiangfei's bamboo couch, leaning against the jade pillow, looking at a pool of red and white lotus flowers in front of the hall, and slowly sipping lotus seed soup. Zhang Yizhi sat aside and whispered to read Zhang Changzong's secret song for her.

After Zhang Changzong went to Chang'an, Zhang Yizhi slowed down the compilation of "The Three Sects Zhuying" and spared time to accompany Wu Zetian. He knew who his power and status came from. Zhang Changzong was not there, and he could give up everything else, but he must not alienate the queen. Once the queen favored others, he would lose everything.

"Wan'er gave birth to a daughter?"

Halfway through hearing this, Wu Zetian asked Zhang Yizhi with a smile. He heard that Wan'er gave birth to a girl, and Wu Zetian felt a little relaxed. If she was a male, she would always make people worry more. Giving birth to a girl was the result she was most happy to see.

Zhang Yizhi smiled and said, "Yes, saint."

A gust of wind comes, and the cool breeze hits the body, making people feel refreshed. On the doors and windows of the four walls of the hall, there are strings of incense beads made from precious spices from India and Persia, as well as long webs of fragrant flowers such as jasmine and scented flowers. These curtains made of incense beads and fragrant flowers can block mosquitoes and flies, and can bring scents with the wind. When you are in it, you will feel refreshed and happy.

Wu Zetian raised her body, Zhang Yizhi quickly put down the secret song, moved a bamboo pillow behind Wu Zetian, and replaced the jade pillow. Wu Zetian leaned comfortably, closed her eyes, and Zhang Yizhi's hands gently pressed on her shoulders.

Wu Zetian smiled and said, "Wan'er wrote a letter to mention the placement of the child..."

While massaging her, Zhang Changzong said, "Yes! Shangguan Daizhi wanted to ask the saint to be kind, and handed over the child to her mother to raise on the grounds that the old lady of Zheng chose her step-son."

Wu Zetian said calmly: "Now she has a daughter. Is it necessary for a girl to adopt her? Can the Shangguan family rely on a girl to support the door?"

Zhang Yizhi didn't understand the meaning and tentatively said: "The saint means......"

Wu Zetian smiled but said nothing, but sighed softly in her heart. When she said this, she had already made a very obvious reminder to Zhang Yizhi, but Zhang Yizhi's political awareness was obviously far from the results she wanted to see.

Zhang Yizhi did not see the significance behind Wan'er's move. Although Wu Zetian relied on Shangguan Wan'er, the name of Guan Wan'er's mother, Mrs. Zheng, rose again. However, Zetian has not publicly rehabilitated the Shangguan family, and their charges are still there.

Shangguan Yi and his son were killed by Wu Zetian, so how could she easily deny her decision?

"This girl knows how to take advantage of opportunities. She wants to use this matter in a roundabout way to rehabilitate the family. As long as I promise to let Mrs. Zheng choose a stepson for her and support the Shangguan family, wouldn't I just clear my name for Shangguan Yi and his son in disguise? Haha, this girl really thinks that I am confused and can't even see the plan to build a plank road and cross Chen Cang secretly?"

Wu Zetian smiled and thought that although she valued Wan'er and trusted Wan'er, she had never cut off the charges that were inflicted on the Shangguan family. This charge was still there, just a sharp blade hanging on the head of the Shangguan family. As long as she thought, the knife could be dropped at any time, and everything the Shangguan family took back would be deprived again.

In fact, Wu Zetian has always trusted Shangguan Wan'er without a doubt. She did this not to try to restrain Wan'er. This was just a means used by the scheming emperor. However, after Wan'er's unexpected pregnancy, Wu Zetian still valued Wan'er, but her trust was not as good as before. She felt that it was necessary to keep such means.

Wu Zetian did not say this to Zhang Yizhi. She had already pointed out. Since Zhang Yizhi couldn't figure it out thoroughly, even if she said it more clearly, it would not be helpful for his improvement.

Wu Zetian smiled faintly and said casually: "It's nothing, I'm just curious. Wan'er has always been meticulous. How could she be so secretly now? She never thought about what she should do if she had a daughter?"

In fact, Wu Zetian knew very well that the problem of having a daughter would not involve establishing a family, and it would be better to solve it. If Shangguan Wan'er wanted to adopt a son, she could allow her to adopt a daughter. It would be even more difficult to adopt a daughter. Of course, Wan'er did not have to specifically propose in the secret message how to give birth to a boy and how to give birth to a girl.

Zhang Yizhi smiled and said, "I believe that Shangguan Zhijian also felt that if he had a son, he would have to make great efforts to arrange a future for him. If he had a daughter, why couldn't he raise her? There was no need to worry too much. As for a daughter, there was always less trouble than her son."

Wu Zetian smiled and suddenly asked, "Yang Fan has also been involved in this matter?"

Zhang Yizhi looked at Wu Zetian vigilantly, and there was no strangeness on Wu Zetian's face. She lay on her back on her couch, looking peaceful. The sunlight shone in through the crystal rain curtain and fragrant flower silk network, reflecting on her wrinkled old face. The already wrinkled old face was reflected by the mottled light and shadow, and the gullies were crisscrossed.

Zhang Yizhi suddenly turned his head, looked at the confusing light and shadow of the rain curtain, and deeply sucked the faint fragrance of the fragrant silk threads, and then suppressed the feeling of disgusting in his heart. But his voice was still soft, respectful and lingering, as if he was talking about love in the ear of his beloved woman.

"Liu Lang was most concerned about the things he told the saint, but he was young and never took on such a big thing alone. He knew that the saint valued Shangguan's charity and was afraid that something would go wrong, so he naturally had to be extra careful. Besides, if Liu Lang wanted to do this, he would always have to let people do it.

Liulang's men may not be as reliable as Yang Fan. The two of them worked together when they were in Yanzhou and had some friendship. Liulang then thought of asking him for help. When Liulang received the news, Shangguan Shuozhi had already arrived in Chang'an. Liulang had no time to ask the saint for advice, so he made a decision. The saint must not be held responsible."

Wu Zetian smiled, she opened her eyes and pointed at Zhang Yizhi coquettishly: "You, why did I ever blame Liulang? I just asked nonsense, why are you nervous?"

Zhang Yizhi smiled awkwardly and whispered: "The saint is magnanimous, but don't spoil Liulang.

Wu Zetian closed his eyes again, remained silent for a while, and said, "Since that's the case, let Yang Fan do it, so that he can think of a complete reason to adopt this girl."

Zhang Yizhi looked at Wu Zetian with some surprise. The corners of her lips were very deep, with stubbornness and arrogance. Zhang Yizhi couldn't help but swallow the words when he came to his mouth. He couldn't understand why the queen should do this. If Shangguan was born a boy or had to think more about it, why shouldn't a girl's house be invited by Wan'er? Since the saint still had to use Shangguan Wan'er, why don't she give her this kind of favor to go with the flow?

Zhang Changzong would never understand the emperor's mind. Wu Zetian did often act against others' thoughts, but she never did this because she had a strong personality and liked to sing opposite to others. She was already at the highest point in the world, and doing this was meaningless to her.

She is like this only for one reason: as the controller of the supreme power, she doesn't want anyone to feel that she will agree with other people's opinions. She wants others to remember one thing forever: Don't be moved by her, everything is in her control, everything must be decided by her!

Wu Zetian did not continue to get involved in this topic, but instead said: "I heard that Chongxun and Chengqian chose to build a house in Longqingfang, and now they are neighbors?"

Zhang Yizhi came back to his senses and quickly responded.

Wu Zetian did not ask again, but the corners of her lips softened. She hoped that the Wu and Li families could turn war into jade and work together to continue her Great Zhou dynasty. Wu Chongxun and his wife and the five sons of the Prime Minister were neighbors. This was a good start and she was happy to see it.

Wu Zetian thought for a while and said, "Wurang, you will come back and present a list. Some of the princes, ministers, and families of royal relatives can start migrating to Chang'an now. Well, this group of people will not be considered when Wan'er's mother."

"promise!"

Du Wentian was beaten up since he teased Shu Xiaomiao at Xingjiao Temple, and he left the word "正六" and has been beaten up these days. After being beaten up by Lan Yiqing, Shu Xiaomiao and others on the island in the middle of the lake, Du Wentian, who had a bruised nose and swollen face, was recalled by his father to Fanchuan before he recovered from his injuries. The method of asking for a monk was another lesson.

Du Wentian was full of grief and anger. He felt that God was treating him too unfairly. He kindly invited Princess Anle to move into the Du family's residence. He spent more than one million yuan to curry favor with Anle. Because Anle was beaten up repeatedly, it became a joke in Chang'an City. Now the responsibility for the fire in Biyou Palace is difficult to understand, and the Du family is going to have to bleed heavily and be responsible for half of the compensation.

That's fine. If Princess Anle could think of his goodness, the grievances, hurts and humiliations he suffered would be rewarded. But after he lost his value, even Princess Anle would be disgusted with him. He was unwilling to give up the goddess in his heart.

Yang Fan was born because of his beloved daughter, and he was compassionate and wanted to let him go. However, some people in this world would not change themselves because of your magnanimity. Du Wentian is the kind of person who "if you don't commit suicide, you won't die, but I just want to commit suicide". Yang Fan wanted to calm down, but he didn't want to!

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Chapter completed!