Ah Si listened to this, but couldn’t restrain his curiosity and asked, “I got married? But my grandmother told me that Lord Hou already has two sons and one daughter, and one of them is a righteous son, who is a famous general in Zhou Dynasty. General Chen Jingting, how did you get married?"
Yuan Qingling coughed and signaled Ah Si not to ask about this. This is really rude. Did Ah Si not know that he had filled the house
A Si knew he was rude, so he whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm gagged."
Aunt Zhu Pei smiled generously, "Well, it's not a secret. I didn't give birth to my son and daughter. I was his second wife."
Ah Si nodded, "That's it."
She felt a little ashamed, and said: "Sister Yuan, I'll go out and ask someone to come over for some tea."
"Go." Yuan Qingling said, she herself stood up and walked two steps with her belly. After sitting for a long time, her waist was about to break.
She wrapped her hand behind, trying to rub her waist, but found that she was so clumsy that she couldn't even go back.
Aunt Zhu Pei stood up, helped her to sit down on the stool, and said: "Your waist must be unsupportable for your big belly. Sitting for a long time or lying down is uncomfortable. I will rub it for you. Don't worry, I This technique will not touch other acupuncture points, nor will it harm your child."
"This... How am I ashamed to ask you to rub it for me? It's really rude." Yuan Qingling said quickly.
"No nonsense, the pregnant emperor is big, no one can be more fierce than a pregnant woman."
As she said, she turned her head and pulled a small stool over to sit behind Yuan Qingling, slowly spreading her hands against Yuan Qingling's back, slowly rubbing her ten fingers, and dropping them together. One light and one heavy, her fingers are very dexterous, and the spots where Yuan Qingling feels sore and painful.
After just kneading for a while, Yuan Qingling suddenly felt that the sorrow and pain in her waist disappeared greatly. This feeling is really wonderful.
"I didn't bring a needle, otherwise I will give you two needles, the effect will be better." Aunt Zhu Pei said with a smile.
"Do you know how to acupuncture?" Yuan Qingling asked curiously.
Aunt Zhu Pei helped her to stand up and said, "I know some, you can take two steps slowly, not too long, and occasionally take two steps to circulate the blood, and then you have to sit still or rest in bed. You sit today. It’s been a while."
She helped Yuan Qingling to lie down on the chaise longue. Yuan Qingling felt that the support of her waist was enough. She hadn't tried such a relaxed feeling for a long time. She couldn't help saying: "If Madam can stay in the palace for more days Enough."
Aunt Zhu Pei smiled and said: "This is a horse that is about to be elected back to Dazhou. After the election, I will come and live for a few more days. However, it may be time for the princess to give birth."
Yuan Qing Ling looked at her deeply, "I'll wait for Madam, Madam remembers to come."
"The princess is sincere, I will definitely come!" Aunt Zhu Pei smiled heartily.
Yuan Qingling looked at her, her eyes gradually relaxed.
After Jiang Ninghou and his wife left, Yuan Qing Ling seemed to relax, and even his breathing was smoother than ever.
When lying down at night, Yu Wenhao saw it and asked, "You seem to be very happy. What did you say to Madam Jiang Ninghou?"
"Some big things, very important big things." Yuan Qingling said in a comfortable mood.
"What's the big deal?" Yu Wenhao looked at her sideways, and moved her body out. Recently, she took up a lot of space. She occupies half of the bed as soon as she lay down.
"Women's major events, such as childbirth and breastfeeding, etc., don't ask, I have a cramp in my feet, please help me rub it."
Yu Wenhao jumped up, and hurriedly rushed over, that is, only two legs can make him dare to use a little energy, and now he dare not use force to kiss her forehead, for fear that the chain reaction hurts other places.
Nine months, it has entered the countdown to production.
Yuan Qingling also counted the days, and saw that her fetus had fallen a little, and she should be able to give birth within ten days and eight days.
But she was working harder and harder. She couldn't fall asleep all night and couldn't breathe. Sometimes she had to use all of her energy to breathe in and exhale again.
The palace was highly nervous, and the imperial doctor came to guard Yuan Qingling in four shifts.
The abbot also lived in the mansion, but occasionally went to the palace to accompany the Supreme Emperor.
Madam Jiang Ning Hou also lived in the Fuzhong, specializing in helping the princess massage her waist to relieve the swelling and pain.
The Concubine Xian and the Queen Mother sent people out every day to ask about the situation, and in the end they simply left their confidant in the Chu Palace to help take care of them.
It can be said that the entire palace of the Chu Palace is a person in the palace, so no pins can be inserted.
However, something happened to Piansheng today.
The weather in March was already a bit humid. Although it was still cold in the spring, everything that Yuan Qingling ate and drank should be fresh, and his mother personally checked it, and then Lu Ya and Man'er stared at the escort. In the hands of Yuan Qingling, Mother Xi and Ah Si made the last check and tested the poison with a silver needle.
If Yu Wenhao is by his side, then Yu Wenhao will serve as a human flesh tasting. After he has eaten it, Yuan Qingling can eat it.
The whole diet can be said to be dripping.
However, this day, Yuan Qingling suddenly ate her stomach.
In one day, after going to the How-To-Wishful Room ten times, she didn't even have the strength to breathe.
At this time, the imperial doctor did not dare to prescribe any medicine, but Yuan Qingling prescribed the medicine for herself.
But at night, the stomach cramps directly. This colic is not a contraction during childbirth, but a pain that is close to gastroenteritis.
The pain caused her to toss and turn on the bed, she couldn't stand it, sweating profusely, and vomiting.
Yu Wenhao was so anxious that he was going crazy, one by one the imperial doctors carried them in, and then threw them out. He shouted: "You are trying to figure out a way. What is going on? Is it poisoning or eating a bad stomach?"
Poisoning is impossible. The food is well controlled. The meals in the later period are all made by the mother herself, and the ingredients are also the freshest.
The imperial doctor was helpless.
Finally, it was reported to the palace. After Ming Yuan learned about it, he was also very nervous, and ordered the court judge to go to the palace to check it out and inspect all the things Yuan Qingling had eaten.
However, everything that the princess ate has been tested, and there is no problem at all.
Seeing that Yuan Qing's pain was critical, Yu Wenhao's heart was about to be crushed, and he furiously said, "What are you going to do to check these? First relieve the pain, first treat her illness, and the rest of the king will personally investigate."
The judge rushed in with the medicine box, and after checking the pulse, he said that the princess was suffering from coldness.
However, the body of a pregnant woman is either dry or cold, which is impossible and cannot be regarded as the cause of a bad belly.
Because she didn't dare to take medicine, Madam Jiang Ninghou finally gave Yuan Qingling acupuncture and moxibustion, which relieved her pain.
However, it is not completely relieve the pain, she said that Yuan Qingling has to endure this soaking pain, because now the needles can't be too bold, only a little stimulation of the acupoints to relieve the pain.
Only after such a tossing, Yuan Qingling felt that she was abolished.
The whole was abandoned, she was lying on the bed, breathing with her mouth wide open, her eye sockets sunk deep.