MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-Chapter 104
The harem has never been calm, but the recent harem has fallen into a strange calm. Perhaps these noble ladies do not have to meet each other daily, and they have less grievances, so there are fewer things in the harem.
For example, there are many women in the palace in the future, but there are not many high-ranking people. The words and deeds with low positions are not daring, the high-level mind is complicated, and the actions are more cautious. Everyone saw that the children in Zhao’s stomach were getting bigger and bigger, and the emperor was more and more interested in running to Xihe Palace. It was actually more than one.
Xihe Palace has recently added a lot of good kitchen eunuchs, gynecological embarrassment, and even two medical women living in the Hee Temple Palace, these people are around the main palace of Xihe Palace, the harem Whoever looks at it must be jealous.
"After the pregnancy, there is a big difference between the treatments with other babies after pregnancy." Nowadays, the sacred priests who have lost the sacred priests are far away. The eunuchs in the province of Zhongli are holding a lot of things to go to the Heehe Palace. Some envy and some gloating, "But I used to see that the nobles are always on the top, and there is no one in the eyes. Compared with Zhao Wei, she is not a thing."
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The softness that walked in front of her heard this, and looked at Xiaogui with a smile: "Shugui is no longer good, it is also a noble, more than you are more than enough."
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"Oh, this is what I say, as if I love people more than usual on a weekday," she said, "I’m so sweet, sour, so you can’t have time to listen to you here. Nonsense," said, with a swaying and swaying away, the back is swaying in a step and three shakes, step by step lotus.
"Whatever, it was like she hadn’t been sour in the past," he said, and he turned and walked away.
Zhuangluo’s recent activities have been more than in the past few months. Now the fetus in the abdomen has been nearly five months old. The raised abdomen makes her look richer. Although it’s not as beautiful as before, it’s a bit more warm. . Leaning on the soft couch, listening to the musician playing the Guqin, her eyes could not help but put it out the window, watching the sky, these days may be snowing.
The fetus in the abdomen is getting bigger and bigger. When the child is more than three months old, she can already feel the fetal movement. The experienced cockroach tells her that she will be a prince when she is so early. She does not feel this kind of statement. Interest, whether it is the emperor or the princess, is her child. It’s just that in this world, there is always a preference for men.
After listening to the guqin song of the semi-column, Zhuang Luo swayed the hand and let the musician retreat. The fetus in the abdomen listened to music two or three times a day. Every quarter of an hour, it was almost the same, and more people were disturbed.
After the musicians retired, Fubao, who was on the side of the morning, came forward: "The girl, the Shangyi bureau, will give you the size, and say that you want to make some thick new clothes for you."
"I didn't do a few sets before half a month ago. How come again?" Zhuang Luo looked at Fubao lazily. "Tell them, don't be so troublesome."
"The niece, this is the emperor's special instructions, saying that your temple is getting bigger and bigger, the clothes are too loose and not warm, too small, you are not comfortable, so I specifically told the temple to do a few new sets for you every month. Clothing. This is about to pass the New Year, and the people of Qin Tianjian said that it will snow in these days. How can you not add a few clothes to the goddess?" Fubao said with a smile. "Is this not the emperor's love goddess, you? How can the goddess waste the emperor's heart."
"You are going to talk more and more, let them all come in," Zhuang Luo helped Yun Xi's hand to get up and walked a few steps in the house. When the size of the clothing bureau was finished, he heard the **** sing. The emperor came up.
When I walked to the door, I saw the emperor striding in. Zhuang Luo smiled and said: "How come the emperor came here?"
"There is nothing big today, the baby who came early," he reached out and took Zhuang's hand, and they sat down on the soft couch.
Since the last time Zhuang Luozhen thought that he only liked the emperor not to like the princess, Feng said that her baby was a child rather than a royal child. The performance of Feng Jin during this time, Zhuang Luo is still very full, at least the behavior shown by Feng Ming, shows his expectations of this child.
When a woman is pregnant, she can properly involve a man in some small things and let him know that a woman is not easy. This will make a man more aware of his father’s sense of responsibility. After the child is born, his feelings with the child will be deeper.
On the side of Yun Xi, who was waiting to watch, the master and the emperor said something small and relaxed, and looked at the attitude of the emperor to the master. It was like an ordinary couple. I couldn’t help thinking, maybe the master’s feelings for the emperor were not delusional, at least The emperor also has some feelings for the master. Otherwise, nǎ can make people pay attention to Xihe Palace every day, and it is even more impossible to tell the little stories of the unborn priest almost every day.
She has not seen how to get along with other men and women, but looking at the master and the emperor, I always feel that this is also good. It’s just... Yun Xi’s eyes are very small, there are so many women in the palace, and there will be many young and beautiful women entering the palace in the future. At that time, will the emperor still be like this to the master?
In any case, she is always worried about the main child, the woman who moved in the harem, it is too poor.
“Move?!” Feng’s hand gently placed on Zhuang’s belly was shrunk back. This is the first time he feels the slow beat, but this feeling is too novel. The novelty made him dare not use a little more force to touch the abdomen, as if he could use a little force to hold the baby in the belly.
"The emperor, our children may be playing kicks," Zhuang Luo saw the emperor face full of novelty, could not help but smile and put his hand gently on his belly, and then the child in the belly moved again. Moved, watching the emperor show an excited smile, she was surprised with a big eyes, "Hey, this time is so spirited, the child is greeting you with the emperor."
The beating under the palm was so wonderful that Feng couldn't help but bend down and put his face on the belly of Zhuangluo. He smiled and said: "Child, you are your father," Then his face is separated by the skin. After a shock, I suddenly laughed with joy.
Looking at the child-like man, Zhuang Luo smiled and reached out and gently stroked the emperor's back, pressing his eyes full of yi, her step-by-step chess did not go wrong, and the mature and great man had a childish side. Only by letting him know how this life grows up day by day can he be more valued.
Now how much he expects this child, how much work will be done in the future to educate him and look forward to him. A child who is expecting a parent may have a hard time, but such a child can go further in the royal family. If it is like the second emperor who was sent to the palace, it is truly sad.
The man's heart is partial, she has no ability to let him do all the best for all children, but to ensure that he is most valued for his children.
This is the helplessness of the times, but also the sorrow of a woman. If it is placed in a previous life, it is not a divorce or a smashing of him. Which woman will endure such a thing, wanting a sister to live happily together? Please go to the stallion to find.
After using the dinner, Feng Jin personally helped Zhuang Luo's hand and let her walk a few laps in the house. The two actually squeezed into a basin to see the emperor's appearance, and seemed to enjoy it.
Zhuang Luo's feet were placed on the back of Feng's instep. "The foot of the emperor is very thick. I used to hear that the people with thick feet are very blessed."
Feng Jin squinted at the delicate and delicate feet of the Zhuang dynasty: "If you don't believe this, your feet are not thick enough, and you will be blessed."
Zhuang Luo’s swearing words were scratched on the feet with his toes, and he smiled happily: “In the blessing of the emperor, there are more blessings beside you.”
"You, do everything to believe in the mess," what prays for the sachet, what secretly touches the ear, this woman always believes in the imaginary things, but the mind is hard to resist, the seal is reaching out and holding the other hand The palm, the warm and tender hand, makes his heart gradually softer.
After the two men lay down in the quilt that had been warmed up, Gao Dezhong Yun Xi and other people packed up and silently retired. After closing the door, the waiting person seemed to hear the faint voice inside.
Gao Dezhong looked at the door behind his eyes. The emperor liked to read all kinds of children's story books in the past two months, and even made some transcripts on some stories. At this time, he should not discuss the story with Zhao Wei.
Inside the house, Zhuangluo lay on the soft quilt, listening to the emperor telling the little white rabbit and the little black rabbit how to pull the radish, although the level of storytelling did not grow, but the spirit is still worthy of praise. She half squinted, and finally heard it, she lost to the emperor's flat boring tone, and fell asleep.
This is really a story comparable to a lullaby. I really don't know if the child in the belly will be affected by the level of storytelling in the future.
Outside the window, the first snow of this year began to float, and the originally quiet Xihe Palace became more quiet.
In the Changtian Building, Qian Yuyi stood in front of the window and looked at the direction of Xihe Palace without any sleepiness.
The author has something to say: New Year's Day is coming, everyone happy New Year o(n_n)o~
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