"Yes. Always." Zhang Tingwei felt that Wen Jin was well-educated, and he had no resentment towards Xigong in his words. He was quite arrogant, unlike Xigong. After he became pregnant, he struggled the entire Imperial Hospital to get rid of three layers of skin.

He is so cute that he doesn't say anything when he suffers grievances. He blames the Taoist harem with many beauties, but he can't let go of Chang Zai.

Zhang Tingqi explained to the three young imperial doctors how to take care of the children. Then he went to the west palace with the medicine box. As soon as he entered the yard, he heard a rather exaggerated scream of pain inside. When he entered the hall, he saw that he had no expression on his face, as if

I was very upset by the screams.

Fu Jingheng looked up at him, "When women were born and raised, they were like this?"

Zhang Ting bowed and said, "It's not the case. There can be no such thing, it's relatively rare."

"When you come here, what will happen to the Zhonggong?" Fu Jingheng put his finger on the edge of the teacup.

Zhang Tingqi thought for a while, "I always understand the truth. I didn't bother with my orders, so I calmed down and let my subordinates come over. I must be wronged. But when you spoke, what can she do?"

"Well. Go in and deliver Duanmu Fu. The saint cannot have any trouble." Fu Jingheng's mind flashed through Wen Jin's gentle and gentle appearance. She was always so sensible that it made people feel heart-wrenching. Changlin had a high fever and chickenpox, and gave up the best hospital.

The doctor was extremely difficult for her, especially when he passed him away, for his Queen of the West Palace and for the stability of his country.

I remember when I was a child, I swear to her that I will protect you when I grow up. I protect you so well. I give up her again and again. She still protects him like a fool. One day he will never be able to do so.

Give up her.

She was like the fine sand in his hands. He held it and didn't dare to tighten his palms. He was afraid that he would lose too quickly. He didn't close his palms, and he felt that he was not close enough to her and worried about gains and losses.

In Fengqi Hall, three young imperial physicians applied medicine to Changlin.

Wen Jin tightly held the child's little arm, one imperial physician pressed the child's legs, and the other imperial physician pressed his head, not asking the child to move so that the medicine would be smooth. Many chickenpoxes were broken, and they were infected and had some ulcers.

He was hurt by the medicine, Changlin was pressed and could not break free from the adult's strength, so he cried very helplessly. He looked at Wen Jin's direction, and his helpless breasts were shaking in a blurry voice.

:"Mom, mom, mom."

"It's okay, Changlin. Uncle has applied medicine to you to recover from health. Changlin must be brave. My mother is there. My mother is there. Don't cry, my mother is so crying that she wants to cry too." My father is busy.

My father's queen is going to give birth to a legitimate child for him.

After applying the medicine, the three imperial physicians put away the medicine box and said, "It's done. Pick up the child and coax it."

A few people let the child go.

Changlin stretched out his arm to Wen Jin to hug him, looking for a sense of security, but he didn't understand why his mother and those uncles pressed him together and made him feel so painful.

Wen Jin hugged Changlin in his arms, and he sniffed his mother's scent as his mother gradually calmed down.

Wen Jin walked back and forth and coaxed her for a while, and the crying gradually stopped. Her belly was twitching and she felt a little painful. She held her heart in pain and sat on the chair.

The imperial physician took her pulse through the clothes, "If you have fetal aura, don't worry too much. Apply medicine to your highness and observe."

Wen Jin hugged the eldest, worried about the second child in her belly, but she also refused to blame the emperor. She decided to come back to him. She was ready for everything. It was useless to complain. She was pursuing a family.

Fu Hui is often absent from a family of four, better than she wanders around the people and takes two illegitimate children to hide in the world, better than she marrying a man who is not a child's biological father and finding a stepfather for the two children.

What she decided was to go to the end no matter what, even if it was just for the children.

She couldn't tell whether she loved the emperor more or blamed him more. Or she was unwilling to give up every time he left her behind for the imperial power and the saint, but he was not an ordinary man, and she was destined not to expect him to be as full as hers.

I only have a family of four in my heart.

Changlin gradually stopped crying in her arms, and then soon she became cold sweat all over. It was not very hot in late spring, and the little guy's hair was wet with high fever and sweat. With convulsions, he stammered in his mouth and felt very pitiful.

"Changlin, Changlin. What's wrong with it?" Wen Jin wiped Changlin's forehead with a veil. He was trembling so hard that he didn't know his mind anymore.

The imperial physician came to take the baby's pulse again, "Maybe he was frightened when he was pressed and convulsed. The high fever did not subside. It's not good, it's not good! We can't handle it, and we need to judge the hospital! The situation is in crisis, hurry up

!”

"Oh, the situation is not good. Don't say that!" A bad sentence, Wen Jin immediately softened his legs and feet, his belly hurts, and some blood comes out from under him, which shows signs of miscarriage, "Just have a fever. Don't use it well."

Two words.”

Grandma hugged Wenjin, "Good boy, please be generous. The boss is in a critical situation, you have some care about the second child in your stomach. What should you do if you have some accidents between them! Grandma knows that you are holding on to the two babies by his side.

The motivation to go down.”

Wen Jin touched Changlin's little face, "Changlin, baby, you suffer freely in your mother's womb, and you also suffer in a private house. Mother has taken you back to the palace now, and Dad has allowed us to live in the best house,

Give us the best food. My mother and dad are by your side every day. Life is getting better. My son, you must not have anything to do. You can't speak yet, you haven't called me clearly yet

Mother. You haven’t learned to walk yet, baby..."

The imperial physician said, "I always stay here, always stay here, please go and ask. Please ask the Zhang Yuan to give me a look. High fever and convulsions are very serious! If you don't handle it in time, the child will..."

"I'll go and ask." Wen Jin hugged Changlin, walked through Qinghu, passed Yanquetai, and went down to Jinhua Palace in the West Palace. Last time she left Fengqi Hall with a dead puppy.

Today, she came in again with Changlin who was in danger of life.

"Oh, a rare guest. The palace master Zhuer is here." Zhuer, the close maid from the West Palace, said with jealousy, "I'm going to give birth to a legitimate prince here. Finally, you can't sit still. Come with your child and come over with your eyes.

The son is just a broken concubine, can he compare to the healthy legitimate child? As soon as the prince is born, the palace will be in a bad mood tomorrow. It will be useless to bring the child to compete for favor!"

Wen Jin looked at the mean Zhuer, who shrank and said, "Another favored, he is just a toy that is always there for the eighth grade. He is the one who is not allowed to serve the emperor."

Wen Jin didn't want to cause trouble, wasting time, and swallowed it, so he ignored Zhu'er and walked into the hall.

Zhu'er stopped Wen Jin, "The Empress is dying. I have always heard that you are not afraid of making trouble the most, but life is at stake. Don't go in and make trouble at this time. The Empress Dowager and the Lord are both in the hall. The Queen's accident

, The Emperor carefully removes your head!”

"I didn't want to cause trouble." Wen Jin didn't have time to quarrel with the maid and wasted saliva. The child was important and nothing else mattered. When he looked at the bottom of the porch, he saw Lao Mo staying at the door there and whispered: "Lao Mo, come on."

Mogan saw that he was always calling him, so he rushed over immediately. Seeing Zhu'er making things difficult for Master Jin, he kicked Zhu'er into Zhu'er's heart and pushed Zhu'er into the flower bed. "Bitch, she You can stop it too."

Zhu'er was kicked to the flower bed and fell into a disgrace. Because she was the emperor's personal servant, she did not dare to complain. She just stared at Wen Jin hatefully, "Grandpa Mo spares your life, I know my mistake. Eunuch Mo must not Tell me."
Chapter completed!