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Qinghe lifted the veil and asked warmly, "Is the empress going to get up?"

"Ok."

When the words fell, Qinghe stepped forward to help her.

As soon as Song Wan sat up with her belly, the child in her belly was noisy again. She touched her belly and laughed, with a soft tone. "It was in the morning, and when the mother and concubine woke up, would you also wake up?"

"Of course the little master stays with the mother. The bird's nest from the dining room is still warm. The mother should wash up first and use something quickly. Most of the little master is also hungry." Qing He answered with a smile.

"When did the emperor leave?" Song Wan asked.

Qinghe: "We left before dawn. Today's bird's nest was brought by Cheng Nan as a tribute. The emperor specially asked the dining room to make it for the empress."

Song Wan's eyebrows couldn't stop raising.

However, she soon learned about the recent news, her hand holding the bowl was trembling with anger, and her tone was as cold as an ice cellar, "I'll check it out with my palace, I want to see who it is!"

Qiu He said truthfully, "I'm afraid it will take time. The slave and maid went to check it out today. I heard that it was from the maid of the coat bureau, but last night, the maid cast a well."

Hearing this, Song Wan's face was even more embarrassed.

The other party made it clear that he came prepared.

In the afternoon, Mrs. Song rushed into the palace again. Now let alone the palace, the noble ladies outside the palace were cheating on her, saying that Concubine Song was the queen's life.

I'm afraid I'm afraid, this queen didn't take it, and she lost her life.

No matter how flustered in my heart, Song Wan also calmed down, pretending to comfort Mrs. Song easily and send people out of the palace.

As soon as Mrs. Song left, Song Wan felt it was difficult to catch her breath, and her stomach turned upwards, cold sweat was falling.

"Niang Niang." Qiu He stepped forward to help her, and found that Song Wan's slender hand was tightly held, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were violent.

"That person is not only killing the fetus in my womb, but also the Song family. This palace will never let it go!" Song Wan overflowed from his lips and teeth, looking at Qiuhe, "You said you would help the palace, but Seriously?"

Qiu He lowered his eyebrows, and said, "The slave and maidservant are the maidens, and they obey the orders."

Song Wan's expression improved again, allowing her to hold on, feeling the movement of the fetus in her abdomen, worry flashing in her eyes, "The emperor definitely knows."

People, once they have concerns, they will start to think wildly.

Ji Huai did not come that night, saying that he had to deal with government affairs until late at night, so he stayed in the Imperial Study Room first.

Song Wan also had trouble sleeping and couldn't fall asleep. On the one hand, she had to force herself to go to bed early for the sake of her children. On the other hand, she was depressed and jealous and could not sleep with a headache.

The emperor would not come to accompany her every day. Sometimes it was normal after two or three days. She was still pregnant. For the 20th a month, the rest of the concubines in the harem were jealous.

I didn't think much about it in the past, but now I am afraid that the emperor has heard the wind. Since the last time, her Song family has seemed to be on the edge of a cliff.

How not to be afraid?

The emperor is like a tiger. The emperor has always been suspicious and suspicious. But in the position of Ning'anhou, he makes enemies from all sides, and most of them are in trouble.

The emperor did not come, she used to act like a baby, this time she gave birth to compassion, plus she was pregnant and thinking about it, and she was in a daze more and more.

In the evening.

Song Wan walked as usual. The imperial doctor said to walk more and suffer less crimes during childbirth. Ji Huai told the maid beside him that when the hour came, someone reminded her to go.

There were a lot of rumors in the palace, and she also avoided the Yuhuayuan, but she didn't want to see those concubines.

The more the emperor spoiled her, the more the concubine in the harem expected her to be bad, and some superficial skills were insufficient.

On the contrary, the enemy’s road is narrow, and you can meet Xianfei on the palace road. Compared with her gloomy and unhappy, the other party is dressed in a gorgeous dress, wearing a water mist green grass pleated skirt, embroidered with finely striped tobacco yarn, and wearing a translucent color. Jade, the pace is slow.

"Sister, meet again." She said with a smile.

"Yeah, it's a coincidence." Song Wan looked back at her from the Imperial Study Room in this direction, her expression narrowed.

"My younger sister still wants to ask her sister for peace today. I met the emperor on the road. The emperor said that her sister has not risen, so please be relieved." Xianfei said and laughed. "The emperor treats her sister very well, and the sister has been pregnant. Go and disturb my sister to rest."

When she was speaking, Song Wan tried to find a flaw in her face, but unfortunately could not find it.

Concubine Xian looked up and said every word exactly, as if the two were intimate.

"Really? My palace doesn't know." Song Wan smiled.

"I don't know if my sister is free now, but I can sit down and have a cup of tea together." Concubine Xian said again, "There is a pavilion in front of me. Where is it facing the lake, the scenery is very good."

"Well, no matter if you have a cup of tea, it's refreshing." Song Wan did not refuse, and the two went together.

She tried to find out from the behavior of the concubine, but found nothing in the end. Concubine Xian finally smiled and said, "My sister has passed the stage of childbirth right now. She has a child, and she will not be like us, alone."

Song Wan took a sip of tea, "It depends on boys and girls. If it is different, the result will be worse."

The concubine Xian naturally answered, "Promoted to be a mother, you are born a treasure, and a blessing is a blessing when you are born peacefully. Both are the emperor's first children."

"That's right, my palace is too worried." Song Wan nodded.

When the two were separated, Song Wan said with a cold face, "Concubine Xian surprised me today."

Qing Cui had a simple mind, and said, "Yes, since the concubine Xian has been restrained, she has been very kind and feels good."

Song Wan did not agree, looking towards Qiuhe and Qinghe, "You two should check who the Concubine Xian is in contact with these days, and who the people around her are in contact with. The more detailed the better."

"I don't believe this in my palace. Can this person's demon temperament change all of a sudden?"

"Yes."

"The slave servant is going now."

...

Song Wan was in a state of anxiety. If it was spread for a day, the fire would burn for another day. Whenever there was a disturbance, her heart was hanging.

On the same day, the doctor Li was called into the palace, and she whispered softly, “My palace has always felt heartburn these days, breathing is not smooth, dreaming a lot at night, waking up repeatedly, and sleeping uncomfortably.”

Upon hearing this, the Physician Li's expression also became solemn, he carefully pulsed for her, and frowned, "The mother's pulse is stable, her complexion is ruddy, and there is no abnormality. Is the fetus prescribed by the minister always taken?"

"There is one left." Qing He replied beside.

"Except for the symptoms just now, hasn't the mother felt any other discomfort?" Doctor Li asked again.

"My heart beat faster last night, I sweated coldly in the middle of the night, I dreamed that a girl came to my palace, crying loudly, and after waking up, I dreamed three times and cried all the time. Today my body is even more uncomfortable than the previous few days." After speaking, he looked at Doctor Li and touched his stomach, "You said, this child in my palace is a princess?"

Doctor Li was stunned for a moment, and didn't react for a while.

"It is said that mother and child are connected, and this palace also feels like a princess. The girl is caring. Whether it is a little padded jacket, the emperor likes it too." Song Wan said so before he could reply.

"Manny..."

"My palace is exhausted." Song Wan put his hands on the temples, closed his eyes slightly, and gestured with the other hand, "let's prescribe some anti-fetal medicine to the palace. You can sleep better at night. The emperor has been busy these days. You don’t have to tell him about this little thing. If the palace takes a few more days, it will be almost better."

"...Weichen obeyed." The doctor Li finally retreated.

After he left, Song Wan opened his eyes and looked at Qinghe on the side. The other party's eyes were clear and he stepped back.

Song Wan closed his eyes again.

On that day, another version circulated in the palace, in fact, most of the eldest princesses were pregnant by the imperial concubine.

Some people say that the imperial concubine dreamed that the eldest princess came to her every night, and she was so cute that she called her mother concubine.

It was also said that the imperial doctor diagnosed it, and it was very likely that it was also the princess.

The noble concubine's belly, looking at Yuanyuan, is the eldest princess.

The two rumors were mixed together, and they couldn't tell who said it was true, true or false, and it seemed more like a joke.

Several court ladies gathered to discuss.

"Oh, all the noble concubines are pregnant with a baby, not the eldest son of the emperor, but the princess, you don't have to guess."

"Yes, I'll know when I'm born."

"For a while, the emperor said about the eldest son of the emperor, and then about the eldest princess. They were all spreading it indiscriminately. The emperor Li always gave the pulse to the imperial concubine. I heard that the emperor Li did not say anything.

"Yes, just bullshit."

...

Lian Qing was behind the palace gate, listening to such a conversation, her eyes flashed, turned around and walked quickly towards Jingqing Palace.

At dinner.

Song Wan walked to the table and sat down slowly. Instead of picking up the chopsticks, he sat for a while, looked at the sky, and waited for a quarter of an hour before picking up the bowl for dinner.

She ate very slowly, and Qing Cui asked worriedly, "Niang, but have no appetite?"

"It's because I don't have an appetite, I want to eat some more." Song Wan said, eating without urgency, looking up at the sky from time to time.

After another quarter of an hour, footsteps came from the door.

Father Yuanhai stood outside the door, and Ji Huai walked in. She made a gesture to get up and salute, but he was relieved for the first time, "Ai Fei is sitting."

"Xie Emperor." Song Wan, as if he knew he was coming, asked the dining room to make some dishes he liked.

Ji Huai sat down and looked at her, "I heard the doctor Li said that Concubine Ai is unwell? Is it true?"

"Yeah." Song Wan nodded, her beautiful eyes full of worry, "For a few days, I was afraid that the emperor was worried, but I never said that it has become more serious these two days, my heartbeat is fierce, and I often have cold sweats."

She let go, her palms full of sweat.

In fact, she also sweats constantly when she is nervous, and her guilty conscience and flustered when lying is somewhat similar to being helpless.

The emperor's face sank, "What does Shinobi write about? What can't you tell me?"

"The concubine was afraid that she would be suspicious, so she would think about it." Song Wan got up and walked towards him. Ji Huai stretched out her hand to lead her and sat beside her. She looked at him with moist eyes, "The concubine was wrong. Don't be angry, the emperor."

"I'm not angry." Ji Huai shook her hand. "I didn't sleep well yesterday? Still dreaming?"

"Yeah." Song Wan nodded.

The doctor Li was really fine, and he told the emperor everything. Fortunately, she had no other thoughts, otherwise the emperor would know everything.

"Your self-consciousness is right. You are a girl. I didn't worry too much about crying to you in your dreams. Which child is born without crying?"

"In addition to sleeping and crying, what else do you do?"

Song Wan couldn't understand what Ji Huai said. She was startled, staring at him and asking, her tone of voice still very happy, "Is it a little princess?"

There are no dreams, but she just made it up.

Having the eldest son of the emperor, and then sitting on the throne of the queen, she never dared to think so. The emperor cared about her so much. She just wanted to give birth to a princess. This would be good for Ning Anhou, her, and the emperor.

Ji Huai nodded, "Doctor Li told me today that it is easy to diagnose as the month is old."

Song Wan seemed to heaved a sigh of relief, his eyebrows curled a little, "I thought my concubine was a prince. Recently, my concubine's body hurts after kicking, and it's powerful and naughty."

"The princess is also naughty, and the emperor was also naughty when she was a child."

Ji Huai was talking about the princess Xuyang, now married to the opposite sex, her temper is also hot, plus she is the emperor's sister, who is walking sideways in the mansion and no one dares to say.

Song Wan took his arm, "However, the concubine body and the emperor are very good-tempered, and the princess must follow us."

Ji Huai turned his head to look at her, and a curve appeared in the corner of his mouth, "According to me, I will make trouble with my concubine."

Song Wan didn't feel annoyed, and tightened him around him with a squeamish expression.

Knowing that she was pregnant with the princess, Song Wan completely let go of her heart, and had a better appetite during the meal. Ji Huai would eat whatever she put in her.

"Is it because I didn't come, you played your temper?" Ji Huai couldn't help asking.

"The concubine doesn't play sex, it's the emperor's little princess who played sex." She looked at him, "The emperor didn't come last night, the little princess fell into a concubine dream, and she was crying for her father, the emperor, tell me Who is playing tricks?"

Ji Huai smiled and didn't say a word, and got her a ball, then said after a while, "I will stay with you tonight."

In the evening.

The two were dressed in bedclothes. Song Wan has actually been a little bit squeamish by him in the past six months. The mother who taught the rules when entering the palace told her to sleep separately from the emperor and cover a quilt. She does not serve the emperor now. , But every day and the emperor covered a quilt.

Song Wan lay on his chest, softly and softly, "When the concubine gives birth to the little princess, the concubine will take her by her side to raise her."

He raised his head slightly, his red lips lightly opened, "In a few years, the concubine will give birth to the emperor again."

"Being pregnant with this, I feel uncomfortable day after day. I think of the next one before I was born." Ji Huai put his hand on her smooth hair and couldn't help making fun.

After all his connivance made her courageous, she said, "I just want to give birth to the emperor. Does the emperor not like my prince?"

"Xixixixi, you just gave me a golden egg, and I also built a golden temple for him to worship. Are you satisfied?" Ji Huai smiled helplessly and indulged.

"The emperor." Song Wan pretended to be annoyed, with a tail up, but his eyes were smiling.

Where is the little prince? Anyway, the little father came, and she was so happy, to see who said that she was the eldest son of the emperor, and that she wanted to be the imperial concubine and the queen!

This time it was a princess, the emperor would not be jealous, nor would he target Ning'an Houfu, she was completely relieved. ,,URL m..net,...: