Monk raised his eyebrows slightly.
He thought for a while, and then said, "Now, don't worry."
Ari Silan said: "Do you still have to wait?"
"wait!"
"..."
"For some things, we have been preparing for so long, so we don't care about waiting for a while. Besides, if something goes wrong, all previous efforts will be wasted."
"That's right." Azlan nodded.
After Monk finished speaking, a little smile appeared on his face again: "I, I also want to care more about County Lord Nanming."
Arisilan looked at the small piece of paper, but said nothing.
Monk turned his head to look at him, and said with a half-smile: "What about you? Do you have anything to say to her?"
Arisilan was silent for a while, then shook her head: "Even if I wanted to say it, she probably wouldn't want to hear it."
"..."
"This time, if I hadn't stepped forward to kidnap her grandmother, kidnapped her, and took her all the way, she wouldn't have suffered so much. What if something happened to her this time? ,That-"
Speaking of this, he himself was a little speechless.
Monk glanced at him.
Ari Silan stood up and said: "Since the emperor said that we have to wait for that matter, then I will go down and see if there is anything else that needs to be prepared."
"Yeah." Monk nodded and said, "Also, those of us over there should also be careful."
"Yes. I will retire."
Monk also stood up holding the pigeon, and said, "I'll go out with you."
Ari Silan asked: "Where is the emperor going?"
Monk walked out with him and said, "The weather is so nice, I'll go to the harem to have a look."
"..."
Azlan gave him a strange look.
He knew very well that since Monk ascended the throne, the officials in the court, including the princes, had given him many beauties, but it was precisely because of this that Monk rarely went to the harem.
Everyone knows that the gentle hometown of beautiful women is a trap for men.
But today, he took the initiative to go to the harem.
Ari Silan said: "Your Majesty, which empress are you going to?"
Monk didn't speak, just lowered his head, stroked the cooing pigeon in his arms, smiled, turned and walked towards the harem.
Arisilan watched his back disappear in front of him, was silent for a while, then turned and left.
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In the next few days, Nanyan raised her baby in peace in the Prince Yan's mansion.
Li Langzhong came to ask for her pulse every day, so her body recovered quickly. After the first two months, her stomach began to get bigger obviously.
It's like a small pot, buckled on the stomach.
After the freshness at the beginning passed, troubles followed. My waist became so sore with a big belly, and gradually, my calves became a little swollen.
Every day after dinner, Xiaoyu would support her and walk around the yard several times.
It was Zhu Feng's order.
Because the doctor said that pregnant women should exercise more, so that the childbirth will be smoother in the future.
After walking around for a few laps, Nan Yan started to play tricks: "I'm so tired, Xiaoyu, let's go back."
"No way. We agreed to do five laps every day, so this is only three laps."
"But I'm really tired and I can't walk anymore."
Nan Yan grabbed her hand, shook it, and acted bitterly: "Look, my legs are swollen."
Ran Xiaoyu was originally very hard-hearted, but since Nan Yan became pregnant, a series of pregnancy reactions made her feel distressed, and when Nan Yan acted like a baby, she was a little out of control.
But at this moment, Zhu Feng's voice came from behind: "I can't walk anymore? Do you want me to carry you?"
Upon hearing his voice, Nan Yan trembled in fright: "Hey!"
Ran Xiaoyu turned around hastily, and said to Zhu Feng, "My servant pays homage to the emperor."
Nan Yan turned her head cautiously, only to see Zhu Feng slowly walking in from the outside.
Because he was in the Yan Palace, he no longer wore a dragon robe every day like in the Jinling Palace, but could dress more casually.
Today's dark blue long gown is simple, but it fits well, and the jade-colored belt is tightly tied, making him look even more like a bee waist and a monkey back, with a romantic figure.
The way she walked in under the sun made Nanyan's eyes widen.
Then, he couldn't help but look down at his pot-like stomach again.
Zhu Feng came over and said to Ran Xiaoyu, "You step back."
"yes."
Ran Xiaoyu hastily retreated.
Zhu Feng walked over step by step and grabbed her wrist.
Nan Yan immediately faltered, and said softly, "Your Majesty..."
"Why, do you really want me to carry you away?"
"I dare not, my concubine dare not, but—" she said softly, "I'm really tired."
"..."
Hearing her soft voice, Zhu Feng originally wanted to keep a straight face, but he couldn't do it anymore. Especially, seeing her half-bulged belly, her waist must be very sore, which can't be compared with usual.
So he sighed and said softly, "Go around again."
"..."
"I brought you a fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cake, let's eat it after walking around."
"real?"
Nan Yan's eyes lit up when she heard that there was fresh sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and she grabbed Zhu Feng's wrist with her backhand: "Go, go!"
This time, he walked like flying, where is the shadow of being coquettish and weak just now
Zhu Feng was annoyed and funny by her, but there was nothing he could do.
This lap was almost a trot, and soon it was over. Nan Yan happily returned to the room, and sure enough, she saw a plate of fragrant osmanthus cake on the table, and couldn't wait to pick one up and stuffed it into her mouth.
"So sweet!"
She ate until her eyes narrowed: "It's sweeter than anything I've ever eaten before."
"This is the newly bloomed sweet-scented osmanthus this year. I just picked off the stubble and made this sweet-scented osmanthus cake for you."
"tasty!"
Two mouthfuls of Nanyan, a very satisfying meal.
Zhu Feng smiled, shook his head, and reached out to wipe off the powdered sugar from her mouth.
These days, Nanyan's appetite is much bigger than before. She was greedy, but now she can eat even more, but after eating so much, she doesn't know where it is wasted.
There is still not much flesh on his body.
Only the belly has grown noticeably bigger.
Zhu Feng looked at her like this, and said: "You are really strange. I heard that other pregnant women like to eat sour or spicy food. Why did you come to your place? You like sweet food."
"I don't know either, I just want something sweet."
"You are like this, I don't even know whether you are pregnant with a prince or a princess."
Upon hearing what he said, Nan Yan put down the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that she took a bite of, and looked up at him: "The emperor wants me to give birth to a prince, or a princess?"
Zhu Feng also looked at her.
Said: "Under my knees, there is only Cheng Xuan, a son, but I want a daughter."
"..."
"Better like you."
Hearing what he said, Nan Yan immediately laughed.
"but-"
The next moment, Zhu Feng said again: "I still hope that you will give me a son."