The harem has never been peaceful, but the most recent harem has fallen into a strange calm. Perhaps these noble mistresses and wives don't have to meet every day, and there is less resentment, so there are less messes in the harem.
There are many women in the harem nowadays, but there are not many high-ranking people. The words and deeds of the low-ranking people dare not be rude, and the high-ranking people have complicated thoughts and act more cautiously. Everyone saw that the children in Concubine Zhao's belly were getting bigger and bigger, and the emperor loved to run to Xihe Palace more and more.
Xihe Palace has recently added a lot of eunuchs who are good at cooking, maids in gynecology, and even two medical girls who live in the side hall of Xihe Palace every day. These people are all around a master of Xihe Palace. Anyone who sees it will be jealous.
"After Concubine Zhao is pregnant, the treatment is very different from that of other concubines." Concubine Yangui, who has now lost her holy favor, watched from afar the eunuch in the palace province with a lot of things and walked towards Xihe Palace , Some envious and some gloating, "But I used to see that Concubine Shu was always on top, and I couldn't put anyone down. Compared with Concubine Zhao, she was nothing."
Concubine Yan Gui has fallen out of favor, and the one I hate the most is not Concubine Zhao, but Concubine Shu Gui, who does not show off the mountains and dew on weekdays. Some people subconsciously don't like the same sex with their own specialties. Concubine Yan Gui and Concubine Shu happen to be both. It's like this, the two don't communicate with each other on weekdays, but neither of them likes the other in their hearts.
When Concubine Rou, who was walking in front of her, heard this, she looked at the concubine Yangui with a half-smiling smile: "No matter how bad Concubine Shu is, she is still a concubine, more than enough for you."
"Concubine Rou is still so rude," Yangui said with an ugly face, "But the concubine is not Qian Wanyi, so it's up to you to slap your face."
"Look at what I said, as if I love to treat people harshly," Concubine Rou glanced at her indifferently, "Okay, you are sour and sour, I don't have time to listen to you here. Nonsense," After saying that, he walked away with the maid, and the back looked at three steps and three steps, and lotus flowers were born every step of the way.
"Something, it's just like she never soured Zhuang Luoyan," Yangui concubine snorted, and turned around and left with the maid.
Zhuang Luoyan has been more active recently than the previous few months. Now the fetus in her womb is nearly five months old, and her bulging belly makes her look plump. Although she is not as glamorous as before, it is a little more gentle. . Leaning on the soft couch, listening to the musician playing the guqin, she couldn't help but look out the window, looking at the sky, it might be snowing in the next few days.
The fetus in the womb is getting bigger and bigger. When the baby is more than three months old, she can already feel the fetal movement. The experienced mammy told her that the one who flutters so early must be a prince, and she does not feel that way. Interest, whether it is the prince or the princess, is her Zhuang Luoyan's child. It's just that this world always prefers men.
After listening to the guqin music of Banzhuxiang, Zhuang Luoyan waved his hand to let the musician retreat. The fetus in the womb listens to music two or three times a day, and every quarter of an hour is almost the same, and any more will disturb people's sleep.
After the musicians retired, Fu Bao, who had been on the side earlier, stepped forward and said, "Niangniang, someone from the Shangyi Bureau has come to take your measurements and said that they want to make some thick new clothes for you."
"Didn't you just do a few sets half a month ago, why are you here again?" Zhuang Luoyan looked at Fubao lazily, "Tell them, don't be so troublesome."
"Niangniang, this was specially ordered by the emperor, saying that your highness in the womb is getting bigger and bigger, the clothes are too loose and not warm, and it is too small for you to wear comfortable, so I specially ordered the palace to make you a few new sets of new clothes every month. Clothes. It looks like the Chinese New Year is almost here, and the people in Qintian prison said that it will snow in the next few days, how can you not add some clothes." Fubao teased, "Besides, isn't this the emperor caring for you? How can Niangniang waste the emperor's heart?"
"You are getting better at talking, let them all come in," Zhuang Luoyan helped Yun Xi's hand to get up and walked a few steps in the room. When Shangyi Bureau came to measure the size, she heard the eunuch sing The king is here.
When he walked to the door, he saw the emperor striding in, Zhuang Luoyan smiled and said, "Why is the emperor here now?"
"It's not a big deal today, just come and see my child early," he stretched out his hand to hold Zhuang Luoyan's hand, and the two sat down together on the soft couch.
Since last time Zhuang Luoyan thought that he only likes the prince and not the princess, Feng Jin has called the baby in her belly a child instead of a prince. Zhuang Luoyan is still very satisfied with Feng Jin's performance during this period, at least Feng Jin's behavior shows his expectations for this child.
When a woman is pregnant, she can properly let a man participate in some small things and let him know that a woman is not easy. This will make the man more aware of the sense of responsibility as a father, and after the child is born, the relationship with the child will be deeper.
Yun Xi, who was waiting by the side, watched her master and the emperor talk about some trivial things easily, and looked at the emperor's attitude towards the master, just like an ordinary husband and wife, couldn't help but think, maybe the master's feelings for the emperor are not delusional, at least The emperor also has some feelings for the master. Otherwise, where can people pay attention to Xihe Palace every day, and it is even more impossible to watch the unborn Highness almost every day and tell some little stories.
She has never seen how other men and women get along with each other, but looking at the master and the emperor, she always feels that this is not bad. It's just... Yun Xi's eyes dimmed slightly, there are so many women in the palace, and there will be many young and beautiful women entering the palace in the future. Will the emperor still treat his master like this at that time
No matter what, she was always worried about her master. The woman who was moved in the harem was really pitiful.
"It moved?!" Feng Jin's hand gently on Zhuang Luo's belly shrank back as if it was hot. This was the first time he could clearly feel the slow beating, but it was too novel. , so novel that he didn't dare to touch the belly with a little more force, as if he could knock the baby in his belly with a little more force.
"Your Majesty, our child may be playing kicks," Zhuang Luoyan couldn't help but smile when he saw the emperor's novel look on his face, and put his hand on his belly, and then the child in his belly moved again. She moved, looking at the excited smile of the emperor, she opened her eyes wide and said in surprise, "Hey, you are so energetic at the moment, the child is greeting you the emperor."
The beating under the palm was so wonderful that Feng Jin couldn't help but bend down, put his face on Zhuang Luo's belly, and said with a smile, "Child, I am your father," and then, his face was separated by the skin It shook for a while, and suddenly laughed happily.
Looking at the child-like man, Zhuang Luoyan smiled and stretched out her hand to caress the emperor's back lightly, pressing down the satisfaction in her eyes. She made no mistakes in this step by step. No matter how mature and great a man is, he has a childish side. Let him understand how this life grows up day by day, so that he can value it more.
How much he looks forward to this child now, and how much effort will he put in to educate him and look forward to him in the future. It may be hard for a child who is expected by his parents, but such a child can go further in the royal family. If it is like the second prince who was sent outside the palace, it is truly sad.
This man's heart is biased. She has no ability to make him do his best for all children, but she must ensure that he values his own children the most.
This is the helplessness of the times, and it is also the sorrow of women. If it is placed in a previous life, it is either divorced or castrated. Which woman would endure such a thing and want her sisters to live happily together? Please go to the stallion novel to find.
After dinner, Feng Jin personally supported Zhuang Luoyan's hand and let her walk around the house for several times, but the two actually squeezed into a basin to soak their feet. Seeing the emperor's appearance, it seemed that they were still enjoying it.
Zhuang Luoyan put his foot on Feng Jin's instep, "The emperor's feet are very thick. I heard before that people with thick feet are lucky."
Feng Jin glanced at Zhuang Luoyan's slender and fair feet: "I don't believe this, your feet are not thick enough, and you will be blessed."
Hearing this, Zhuang Luoyan scratched Feng Jin's foot with his toes, smiled happily and said, "Among the emperor's blessings, concubines are more blessed by your side."
"You, just believe in those messy things." What a blessing sachet, what a sneaky ear, this woman always believes in those illusory things, but her mind is hard to resist, Feng Jin stretched out his hand to hold the other's hand The palm, the warm and tender hand made his heart gradually soften.
After the two of them lay down in the warm quilt, Gao Dezhong, Yunxi and the others packed up and left silently. After closing the door, the waiters seemed to hear faint voices inside.
Gao Dezhong glanced at the door behind him. The emperor liked to read various children's storybooks in the past two months, and even made notes on some stories. Shouldn't he be discussing the storyline with Concubine Zhao now
In the house, Zhuang Luoyan was lying on the soft quilt, listening to the emperor tell about how the little white rabbit and the little black rabbit pull radishes. Although the level of storytelling has not improved, his spirit is still worthy of praise. She half-squinted her eyes, and at the end, she was defeated by the emperor's dull tone, and fell into a deep sleep.
This is really a lullaby-like story. I really don't know if the child in the womb will be affected by the level of storytelling in the future.
Outside the window, the first snow of the year began to fall, and the originally quiet Xihe Palace became even more quiet.
In Changtian Tower, Qian Wanyi stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Xihe Palace, without any sleepiness.