Yu Lan's current identity is the imperial concubine. Zhaohua and Linjia can call her the imperial concubine's sister-in-law. But she is not the imperial concubine's sister-in-law. However, after getting close, they directly changed to call her the imperial concubine's sister-in-law. Obviously she has grown up and Yu Lan is their sister-in-law.
In fact, after all calculations, the empress can be regarded as Zhaohua and his wife's legitimate concubine. The emperor has not established a concubine. Yu Lan is the emperor's beloved concubine, and her status is second only to the empress. Now she is the only concubine in the palace. Although she is not the empress, she is still traveling.
She has the power of the queen and controls the phoenix seal, so no one will raise any objections and bring trouble to Zhaohua and the others because they call them the emperor's sister-in-law.
Smart people all know to hug the imperial concubine's lap. After all, the imperial concubine gave birth to the eldest prince.
The royal family has only a few heirs, and the eldest prince may be the future crown prince. Therefore, Yu Lan's status is destined to be rich and prosperous for a lifetime, and no one can shake it. She has sons and daughters, a high status, and the emperor's favor. As a woman in the harem,
, Yu Lan is definitely a winner in life.
Days pass day by day.
As time goes by, Zhaohua's belly gradually grows bigger. She is now six months pregnant and her belly looks round. She usually has a hard time walking. Especially because she is afraid that she will have fetal motility like in her previous life.
, for this reason, Zhao Chengji specially asked Yu Lan to worry more. With Yu Lan watching, Zhaohua and the baby in her belly were both healthy.
On this day, Zhaohua received a letter from the consort, who had returned from the border.
In the past six months, the prince-in-law came back twice, and each time he came and went in a hurry. Although Zhaohua wanted to lose his temper, he knew it was not his fault.
This time the emperor ordered his consort to come back and serve as the commander-in-chief of the military camp in the western suburbs. He will not leave from now on. Zhaohua was naturally happy when he found out.
She really wanted him to be by her side now, especially during this time, and she was always afraid that he wouldn't come back when she gave birth.
Putting his hand to touch his belly, Zhaohua murmured, "Your father is finally back." Yu Mumu knew that he would come back and look back to see how she would deal with him.
Just as I was feeling happy, I heard my personal maid, Xia Chan, walking over with a bowl of chicken soup.
"Princess, the imperial concubine just asked Sister Dongqing to bring chicken soup for you to drink some."
Hearing that Yu Lan had someone deliver it, Zhaohua raised his hand to signal.
"Bring it over."
"Yes, princess."
Before I drank it, I smelled a faint fragrance. It looked like Yu Lan had stewed the soup himself in the small kitchen. The stewed soup contained diced chicken, and there were a few tiny bacteria floating in the soup.
mushroom.
"It smells so good..."
Apart from being unable to eat during the first four months of pregnancy, Zhaohua now eats deliciously. She feels like she hasn’t eaten less throughout the day, but she always feels hungry. Fortunately, the emperor’s sister-in-law asked her to control her food intake and eat nutritious foods.
Don't eat too much, otherwise it will be difficult to give birth to a baby that is too big.
Zhaohua picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup, with only two words in his mind.
I ate mushrooms and drank chicken soup.
So delicious!!
My sister-in-law's cooking skills are really amazing.
the other side.
In the Rongxi Palace, Yu Lan was accompanying his son to endorse the book. In the study, at this moment, Zhao Lingxiao was sitting in front of the desk, endorsement with a calm face. His childish voice could be heard even by the palace attendants standing outside the door.
"Disciples' rules and sages' instructions."
"The first is filial piety, the second is trust."
"Love everyone broadly and be kind to others."
"If you have enough energy, study literature..."
Listening to the sound of his son reading, Yu Lan had only one feeling in his heart, it was so awesome.
He knew so many words at such a young age. And he had only been studying for a long time. He could now recite those enlightening books backwards. Yu Lan was sure that this was definitely not something he had inherited.
It turns out that genius really does exist.
Still her son.
Her father was good at literature and martial arts, and his son probably inherited it from him.
After coming over for a while, her son had finished memorizing the disciples' rules. Yu Lan found that he had recited the rules correctly, and couldn't help but smile on her face, and reached out to touch her son's head.
"It's a good carry."
Children should not be harsh all the time. Sometimes when it is time to praise, give them a sweet date to make them feel that they are also great.
"Okay, I won't endorse it for now. Come and see how your handwriting looks like."
"Mother, my handwriting is ugly."
Even Yu Lan could hear that he was a little depressed.
Hearing this, Yu Lan was ashamed. She could only say that her son's demands were too high. However, Yu Lan couldn't say this, so she just laughed and said, "Your Majesty is already very good. My father, Emperor Qin, was the same as you when he was a child."
.You are still young now and have just started to read. When you write more, your handwriting will become beautiful when you grow up."
Only ghosts know what his father was like back then. She didn't see it, and she doesn't know either. However, it's important to give your children a goal.
Hearing what his mother said, the young prince nodded seriously, obviously feeling that what his mother said was right.
The calligraphy of his father is very good, the calligraphy of his mother and concubine is also beautiful, and the Taifu and the others. After such a comparison, the little prince looked at the calligraphy he had written, and his little face fell. It was crooked, and he always felt that he was a little boy.
The turtle crawls again.
no.
He must write beautifully.
Next, Yu Lan saw his son sitting upright in front of the writing desk, carefully tracing his father's calligraphy.
Huge desk, small figure.
Although he looks small, his aura is quite impressive.
"Huang'er is written in the wrong order here."
"I understand, concubine."
…
A few days later, the prince-in-law traveled day and night and quickly returned to the imperial capital.
After coming back, in order to make myself look more energetic, I simply took a shower and changed my clothes before entering the palace.
Lu Xun first went to see the emperor, and then went to Zhaohua Palace. Thinking of the pregnant princess, his heart had already flown to her before he arrived.
"Princess."
"Princess, the prince-in-law is back."
Zhaohua, who was sitting in front of the window eating grapes, was stunned.
"The prince-in-law is back?"
Xia Chan, who was waiting beside her, smiled and nodded, "Yes, princess."
Then why haven't you come here yet?
"Go out and have a look."
"Princess, my servant will help you."
"Okay." Zhaohua stood up from the chair, put her hand lightly on her stomach, and walked out of the palace. As soon as she walked to the door, she saw a person walking over not far away. He was tall and tall, wearing a green shirt.
, simple and refreshing.
That's her consort.
"Princess."
Arrive before anyone arrives.
Zhaohua stopped and her eyes became moist when she saw the person running towards her.
Lu Xun came to Zhaohua and knelt down on one knee, bowed his head slightly and saluted.
"My lord, Lu Xun is here to see Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Zhaohua glanced at him and said in a low voice: "I still know how to come back."
Lu Xun raised his head and looked at the beautiful and noble woman in front of him. He remembered that the last time he came back to see her, her belly was not visible, but now it looked round. Thinking of the hard work she had gone through during pregnancy and the fact that he was not by her side, he felt even more confident.
Responsible.
There was a lot he wanted to say, but when the words came to his lips, he could only choke out one sentence.