With the help of the prime minister's due diligence, Yan Song's memorials can be dealt with much less, and I feel very happy about this, waiting for my belly to unload.

The chicken asked curiously, "Who is your baby in the stomach?"

Three men, old lover, Xu Fang, and Nalan Mo!

Anything is possible.

Yange don't know.

Anyway, she just needs to make sure it's hers, nothing else matters.

At the end of the battle in Bianguan, the mobbed Chiyou tribe finally couldn't resist. They sent envoys to Beijing, brought gold and beauties to the Beijing officials, and wanted to see the emperor for peace.

Yange waited for the practitioner to feed the officials, and then set up a feast.

The emperor was so blessed that she once complained privately with Nalan Mo. Her Guan Zhaoyi did not like to eat food. In order to make Guan Zhaoyi eat more, she could only eat in front of Guan Zhaoyi. Now she is as fat as Guan Zhaoyi.

Nalan Mo's heart was envious of the small sorrow of "he" and wanted to persuade the emperor to take the state as the most important thing, but the woman who wanted the emperor to be her was her, and he silently swallowed his words back into his stomach.

When the ministers clamored to choose the concubine for the emperor and wanted Nalan Mo to be the master, Nalan Mo said coolly: "Guan Zhaoyi is about to be born. If you hear this, what is the dragon in the stomach? You can afford it, but you ca n’t afford it. You have the courage, and you say, you are timid, and you just want to watch Long Zi Anwen born. "

Even the prime minister said this, even if everyone was still a little bit upset, the emperor put aside the matter after the establishment, but no one dared to take it to the court.

After all, this is the emperor's first child. Look at the situation where the emperor values ​​Guan Zhaoyi. Once the child has something missing, they don't want their heads.

At the banquet for the Chiyou tributaries, Nalan Mo sat at the bottom of the emperor. As soon as he looked up to see the emperor's red face, Nalan Mo's heart was uncomfortable.

He read the entire volume of "Return to the Garden" countless times. Although she wrote a woman, she wrote something that was not influential, but her words were strong and powerful, and she did not look like an ordinary woman. He saw people by words. She would not like a place like the Royal Palace.

She should indulge in mountains and rivers, and should be at ease, not in a harem that has only one world.

Now, she regrets her choice?

Naramu has repeatedly persuaded herself to let go of her.

But even though it seemed to be light and windy, the place on her chest was still her heart.

He didn't let go, he just learned to better camouflage himself.

He could not help but inquire about the news of her in the palace, but the emperor guarded the Palace of Cai Wei tightly, and he could not detect anything about her in the palace.

All I know is that since she entered Caiwei Hall, she never walked out of the gate again.

How does this differ from imprisonment?

Is she happy on these days?

Taking a sip of wine with a bowed head and a sip of wine, the feeling of ** filled the body, he pursed his lips and looked towards the center of the field.

The envoys of the Chiyou clan sent many beautiful women to the emperor's banquet tonight, and there was the dance of these beautiful women.

The exotic dance is quite explicit. The woman rarely wears it, and in order to hook up with the emperor, she always looks in front of the emperor.

Nalan Mo was very close to the emperor, and he could realize that the emperor did not seem to like this woman full of balsamic odor, and frowned without trace.