3244. Chapter 3244 Whether the child stays or not 5K
Fangfei's hand also trembled and reached out to push him. She was so weak that she was leaning on the backrest and just gasping for breath.
"Fangfei, Fangfei?"
Emperor Hongwen looked at her pale face and became anxious: "Fangfei, what's wrong with you? If you feel uncomfortable, you'd better call the imperial doctor..."
Imperial Doctor!
When Fangfei heard this word, she couldn't help but tremble!
No one knows better what it means to be an imperial doctor than her. How can we hide it in this way?
No matter how vulgar the imperial doctor is, she can see the problem at a glance. She was not ignorant of everything before. In fact, she didn't dare to know, or even think about it in any direction. As long as she thought about it this way, it would be a heart-wrenching pain.
Just like an ostrich, when danger comes, it burys its head in the pile of sand.
However, I forgot to be exposed and I was stabbed in my heart with a knife.
Now, Emperor Hongwen's sword has been cut off.
She covered her heart and had no strength to escape; she didn't know how to tell. Emperor Hongwen, he was not afraid, he had already given up his promise, and he didn't mind whether the imperial doctor knew or not.
But I was afraid.
After a while, I said, "I want to go back!"
"Fangfei..."
She stood up, ignored Emperor Hongwen's Emperor Zhang, and turned around and left.
Emperor Hongwen followed her closely, because of too much joy and worry, he did not dare to stop her. At this moment, she would do whatever she wanted, for fear of irritating her.
"Okay, OK, Fangfei, live wherever you want. I agree. But don't worry, I'll send you there, be careful... slow down..."
He personally helped her, cautiously, as if he was afraid that something would be smashed.
She waved her hand suddenly, "Let go."
He was stunned. Even if he was not a minister outside, there were so many palace maids and eunuchs. She was afraid, she was afraid that others would know about it!
She regards doing something humiliating.
Although he was not afraid, and even wanted to speak immediately and proclaim the world loudly, he still endured it, smiled and accompanied him to be careful: "Come on, send the Empress Dowager back."
The close-fitting palace maids were waiting at the door, supporting Fangfei.
Emperor Hongwen followed outside and saw him off all the way.
In my life, I have never been so humble to anyone, and even to my father, I have never been so humble and cautious. It was a sweet humble, such a strange feeling.
The old eunuch Wei Qiyuan was going to dissuade him, but when he opened his mouth, he found that Emperor Hongwen was full of energy and was filled with endless energy. He couldn't continue to say things like "Your Majesty has not recovered from his illness."
He followed honestly.
There is peace in the upper and lower parts of Cining Palace.
Emperor Hongwen watched Zhang Zi arrange everything very satisfied. This old palace maid really lived up to expectations, which made him feel so relieved.
Fangfei stood at the door, but was looking at the direction of the wooden house.
The legs are numb. At this time, I can truly feel the feeling of shame.
If she had never imagined that Luo Jia was still alive - if she had never had hope, if she had not had those spring dreams again and again, she would not have been so ashamed!
But, since there are so many spring dreams!
Why does this happen?
Her hands didn't even dare to approach her belly.
The subconscious escape has been completed, and the worst ending has come.
She walked slowly to the big bed of Cining Palace.
Emperor Hongwen followed her as if he had entered his own territory, and reached out to support her without any hesitation, acting cautiously, just like treating his own wife.
She lost the strength to resist and just went to bed, then pulled the quilt and covered her face hard.
"Fangfei, if you are sleepy, take a good rest and don't think about anything."
She suddenly stretched out her head: "You are not allowed to tell anyone!"
"this!"
"I told you not to tell anyone! You are not allowed to mention a word."
She was almost hoarse.
Emperor Hongwen nodded hurriedly: "Okay, okay, I won't say it, I will definitely not say it. Don't worry."
She pulled the quilt again and covered her head without showing her face again.
Emperor Hongwen sat next to her for a long time, and was afraid that she would be bored, so he quietly stretched out his hand and pushed the quilt a little, only to find that she was asleep and really fell asleep.
In my sleep, my eyes were filled with tears.
He sighed inwardly, but still couldn't hide his joy: "Fangfei, don't be afraid, I will take care of everything, I will arrange everything, you just need to give birth to the child safely."
The night gradually became dark.
Emperor Hongwen opened his eyes and felt his legs and feet a little numb. There was a breathing sound in his ears. He was a woman, even though he was sleeping, he was still like that.
"Fangfei... are you hungry?"
He whispered in a low voice, afraid of disturbing her.
No one answered.
He stretched out his legs, spread out, stood up, and walked to the window.
It was dark outside the window, and the scenery in Beiwudang could not be seen.
He walked out, and Zhang and others stood at the door, looking very uneasy.
He closed the door tightly and smiled softly: "Are you ready for bird's nest porridge?"
"Your Majesty, you're ready long ago."
“Cook it up.”
Hongyun and others jogged up, and everyone closed their mouths tightly. Even the most gossiping girl dared not say anything. Emperor Hongwen saw this extremely tense atmosphere and slowed down his voice: "Don't be afraid. In the future, I will have me in everything. No matter what happens, I can find me; your task is to take good care of the Queen Mother. Zhang Zi, you have worked hard, each of whom will be rewarded with 10 pieces of brocade and 500 silver..."
Too much reward.
All three were surprised: "I dare not worship me."
Emperor Hongwen was happy: "This is nothing, there will be more rewards in the future."
No one dared to answer, and in the future, everyone knows what this means - when the little prince or the little princess was born.
Emperor Hongwen personally served bird's nest porridge: "You all go down, I can dress and have a meal with the Queen Mother."
The three of them looked at each other again.
It was not until the door opened and closed gently again that I breathed a sigh of relief.
Hongyun whispered: "Zhang Zihui, what should I do?"
"You two girls remember that in the future, you are not allowed to leave Cining Palace without any step, you cannot say a word or walk another step!"
"I know."
Mr. Zhang looked at the door again, not knowing what he felt. Empress Feng, is he really going to become Empress Feng? This may be a good thing for a widowed woman.
Xuanwu Palace is unprecedentedly solemn.
The sun has risen high, and it is almost noon. Emperor Hongwen did not have the habit of the Wu Dynasty before.
All the civil and military officials knelt under the open corridor, and I don’t know why Emperor Hongwen suddenly summoned everyone. What puzzled them was that Wang Su, Li Yi and other Han ministers were also among the summoned ranks.
What everyone speculated was that they were afraid that the emperor would be critically ill. Although these two Han officials were not bad, they were not important. They were needed to participate in the emperor's last words?
Even these two people were puzzled.
Until Wei Qiyuan quietly found the two, gave a picture scroll, and whispered a few words. Who are they? They immediately woke up. Especially Li Yi, looking at the portrait of Wang Zhaojun, he looked at Wang Su in surprise.
Emperor Hongwen's Sima Zhao's heart is obvious.
So, while waiting, Wang Su started to chat with the ministers and gods. After all, he talked about Wang Zhaojun's story.
Wang Su pretended to be disdainful: "The Han family said that one daughter would not marry two husbands. Although Wang Zhaojun's move was full of justice, he failed her own chastity. It is too inappropriate for the new Shanyu son to inherit his father and wife. This is ****..."
The Xianbei nobles were unhappy when they saw them; and, they had no other etiquette except the temple. When they heard Wang Su's words, they were all dissatisfied:
"Wang Su, what are you talking about?"
"You Han people are a lot of bad rules; sons inherit father, wife and concubines, which is the tradition of many ethnic minorities. Not only that, if the brothers die, other brothers can inherit their wives; if you don't understand other people's customs, don't criticize others' habits casually."
"We also know about Wang Zhaojun's story. We also marry such a woman, let alone the new Shanyu."
"A few of us have never married their father's concubine? Then who is the third concubine of his father's concubine? The chief wife of a certain general or his father's wife... What's so strange about this?"
"That's right, my father and brother's woman, if I don't inherit it, will it be cheaper for outsiders? I really don't know what you Han people think. It's so stupid!"
"This is how the Han people are fake. Think about it, the old father died and left behind a large group of young and beautiful wives and concubines. They are not their biological mothers and have no blood relationship with them. To be fair, how many men do not want to inherit? In fact, the Han people also want to inherit, but they dare not publicly admit it publicly, so they pretend to be shameless in private... "
"Besides, can't we take better care of their lives by marrying them? If we don't marry, who will leave a group of widows to take care of them? Who is willing to take care of them? Compared with the deserted life, how do you think of those women? How many women are willing to stay widows until they are young? We Xianbei people have more conscience and responsibility! We truly regard a family as a family! Han people know how to fake it, but in fact, they are the most unconscience..."
"A bunch of guys who are false and righteous..."
These people were so verbal, which made Wang Su and Li Yi very sad.
Seeing that the two achieved their goal, they stopped fighting.
The two of them exchanged glances in secret and smiled bitterly.
Now they are all passionate. If Emperor Hongwen expresses his true intentions in the future, how will they justify themselves?
A sound of footsteps sounded, and Wei Qiyuan's voice: "Your Majesty is here."
Long live the mountain.
"Everyone is flat."
The sunlight shines from the glazed tiles in the corridor, and the dragon chaises are on it.
Emperor Hongwen's face was bathed in the sun, brilliant and brilliant, like a king returning from triumphantly.