"He's fat!" Emperor Ming Yuan couldn't help but be disappointed.
Seeing the disappointed look in her eyes, the imperial concubine stepped forward and gave her a gentle push, "Your Majesty, isn't it bad to be fat? If you get fat, you can give birth to a big fat boy."
Emperor Ming Yuan reacted, "Yes, yes, it would be good to have a big fat boy, just like his tenth uncle... Hey, forget it, don't be like his tenth uncle, that little pig is really heavy, I
I can hardly hold her anymore."
Little Lao Shi is indeed chubby, tasty and easy to fart when he is little, but he is really cute. As soon as he stretches out his two chubby little hands, Emperor Ming Yuan's heart melts.
Therefore, even though his face is filled with disgust when he talks about his youngest son, there is still a deep feeling of joy in his eyes.
Emperor Ming Yuan was still very happy that Yuan Qingling was pregnant, and he did not hide his happiness. He rewarded her with a hundred gold without any IOU, and then went to the warehouse to get the precious mountain and sea food for Yuan Qingling to take out of the palace and let her
Eat what you want, don't pick at it.
The second child was rescued, the fifth child was in sight of victory, and the two daughters-in-law were pregnant. This made Emperor Ming Yuan feel that his life had reached its peak for a while, and he issued an order to grant amnesty to the world.
The Amnesty for the World was a kind of amnesty. The population of the Northern Tang Dynasty was not dense, and the labor force was actually in short supply. After the amnesty, the prisoners returned home, which could be regarded as increasing the labor force for the Northern Tang Dynasty. Of course, death row prisoners were not included in the amnesty.
When I first learned that I was pregnant, it was just one month old, and now I am four months old. In other words, the three-month deadline given by the abbot has come.
Yuan Qingling didn't feel anything wrong with her body. She felt that the junior should have succeeded, and Yuan Qingling also breathed a sigh of relief.
She thought that no one would know about this matter, so she had passed a crisis in secret.
Little did they know that on the third night after leaving the palace, she was telling stories with her children in her room. Baozi suddenly hugged her neck and asked: "Mom, why don't you go back?"
Yuan Qingling didn't care much and asked: "Where to go back?"
"Go back and get the injection, your medicine is about to expire." Baozi lay on her knees and said.
Yuan Qingling held up his collar and looked at him in surprise, "How did you know?"
Baozi looked at her head and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, "The shiny things inside are almost extinguished."
Yuan Qingling was extremely shocked, "You said...you can see what's inside mom's head?"
"We all saw it!" Tangyuan and Baozi said in unison.
Yuan Qingling's breath was stagnant, and she looked at the three of them with difficulty, "You saw them all? What did you see?"
"I saw it all." Baozi climbed up to her knees and hugged her neck, his chubby hands slowly moved up, "There's only a little bit left, a little bit."
He stretched out a finger and made some fingernail signs, "Mom, if you don't go back for the injection, you will die."
Yuan Qingling didn't say anything for a long time. Now...she can't go back.
Moreover, she is pregnant with the child, how can she go back?
For a moment, panic filled my heart. I thought that when the three-month period came, she was safe and sound, which proved that the abbot was successful.
But now...
Seeing the children's stunned expressions, she was confused and hugged them, "It's okay. Don't worry, although mom can't go back, but the abbot does, he will definitely find a way to help me."
"Mom, don't die!" Xiao Nuomi cried, then stretched out her hand to beat the bag, "You lied, you said it would be fine if mom goes back, mom can't even go back."