Lu Ming whispered some key points to Yutang, "You just have to do as I say, just like before. Don't get nervous and get into trouble." "I understand." The last time I delivered a baby in such a critical condition, two people were involved.
What happened years ago, this time my brother couldn't be around to watch, and I felt a little weak. Yutang held down her trembling right hand and entered the delivery room bravely.
For half an hour in the delivery room, Yutang's forehead was covered with sweat. When the baby's head finally came out and started crying, Yutang held her in her arms as if she were her own child and burst into tears, "I'm born, I'm born."
It's the princess, the little princess!" Rong'er heard Yutang's voice announcing the good news, and then his whole body became weak and he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are a princess! It's really hard work." When Po Wen delivered the little princess to Hongli, the sky was getting brighter, and the first ray of dawn shone into the Changchun Palace. The emperor held the hard-earned treasure in his hands and presented it to him.
Dong Mian raised his voice and said: "God's gift! This is my eldest daughter, titled Princess Gu Lun and Princess Xi, and given her name, Yong Xi!" Everyone in the side hall was shocked. Since the founding of the Qing Dynasty, the Aixinjueluo family has been
The title of generation has always been given only to direct men, which shows the great honor and favor of this princess. The cry resounded throughout the Forbidden City, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, and live a thousand years, your highness the princess!"
Yutang was a little exhausted when she left the delivery room. Hongli held her arms and said, "Thank you! Yutang." "Sister Rong is the one who has really worked hard and made great achievements. Your Majesty, please go in and accompany her." Lu Ming stepped forward to help her.
"I'll help you back." "Yeah." Hongli looked at her leaving back, thinking that if it hadn't been for the misfortune, his infant princess would have been his and Yutang's child.
, just such a moment of evil thoughts immediately made him blame himself.
Zhuang Fujin stayed in the palace to take care of his daughter. On the carriage, although Yutang was tired, he had a smile on his face, "Brother, do you know, when I took Yong Xi out, it felt like giving birth to my own child."
She was as happy as if she had given birth to a child, and all the strength in her body seemed to have been exhausted." Lu Ming put on a robe for her, "It is written in ancient books that when a woman gives birth to a child, it is like going around the gate of hell, stepping on the gate of birth with one foot.
It's actually not unreasonable to have your foot on the weak point. And you, as if you were holding her back at the gate of hell, and holding the child back with her, you will certainly feel like this."
Yutang put one hand on his lower abdomen and suddenly pulled him, "Brother, if I am like Sister Rong in the future, you must help me!" Lu Ming smiled and said: "Silly sister, the queen is raised in a deep palace. On weekdays,
You exercise too little. With me watching over you, this pregnancy will go smoothly." "Well, I am sure of my brother's medical skills." Lu Ming: "The way you recommended me in front of the emperor just now,
I like it very much and I want to keep it up. But Yun'er, you should eat less on weekdays. The baby in your belly will be too fat and it will be difficult to maintain fertility." "I know! I don't know who prepares four or five medicinal meals a day and forces me to eat it.
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After last night's news, Fu Heng waited for news in front of the mansion early in the morning. Yutang got out of the carriage with hasty steps. Lu Ming wanted to reach out to help her, but Fu Heng took the lead and half-armed his wife to get out of the car. "How is it? Everything is okay.
Okay?" Yutang relaxed and leaned on his shoulder and murmured, "My sister has given birth. She is a little princess. The emperor named her Yongxi." It had been a long time since she had felt like this. She relaxed and leaned on her chest with peace of mind.
Middle, quiet and well-behaved, Fu Heng held her tighter with his hands, "You are tired, I will take you back to your room to rest." "Yeah." He murmured like a kitten, which can smooth over any big gap.
Lu Ming looked on with a smile on his face and wisely avoided the side door and left.
Human nature is often like this. After she gets what she expected, she will ask for more things. Since Xintong settled in Zhongtang Mansion, she has been well-dressed and well-fed, and she has only been doing poetry and painting to accompany Zhuang Fujin to relieve her boredom. But she
She felt that living under someone else's roof and having a girl like Chenger Jiyue was not what she wanted. What she wanted to do was to be the master of this magnificent mansion, a mistress worthy of Fu Heng.
Zhuang Fujin has been tired of spending time in the harem and running around at home in recent days. His waist and legs are always sore at night. Xintong patted his shoulders considerately, "Fujin, is it still comfortable here? Is there any other pain?" Zhuang Fujin
Waving his hand, "After you rubbed it like this, everything feels better, but my mouth is a little tasteless." "Then Xintong will make some snacks for you!"
Just as she was about to go out, Cheng'er raised her hand to stop her, "Miss, please stay with Fujin here. I'll go to Shao Fujin's place to get a bowl of red bean paste and keep it safe. Shao Fujin has been away these days, and our master has become greedy."
Zhuang Fujin: "The girl who talks nonsense is getting more and more spoiled. She is used to making fun of her masters."
"Xintong also learned how to cook red bean soup earlier, why don't I cook it for Fujin to drink!" Cheng'er smiled, "There's no cook in our house who can't do it. It's just that our master has a very good tongue. If
Young Fujin didn't make it himself, and he couldn't get used to it." Xintong was puzzled, so she went with Chenger on the pretext of wanting to see Yutang, "Sister Cheng, there must be some reason why Fujin loves red bean soup so much.
Bar?"
"This is also the filial piety of our Young Master Fujin. Ever since he entered the family, he has personally picked red beans and ground them into powder every day, cooked them over a slow fire and served Fujin to drink. Not only Fujin likes it, but also Young Master who doesn't eat sweets on weekdays.
It's been a long time, and the love inside can't be compared to others." Xintong was a little disdainful, but also a little happy, as if she had found a breakthrough to defeat the enemy, thinking in her heart, if she learned this method, she would naturally not have any problems.
It’s about Guar Jiayutang.
After returning to Beijing, because they were pregnant, Yutang and Fu Heng lived in separate rooms no matter how close they were. After a few days, although Fu Heng was puzzled, he let her go and tried every means to please her. On this day
In the evening, Xintong quietly replaced the red bean soup in the small kitchen with one she had made herself. She waited outside the kitchen and waited for the servants in Fujin's house to come to pick it up, but no one came to pick it up. She was unwilling to give up and filled a bowl.
, he was very diligent and sent it to the courtyard where Fu Heng was staying.
"Brother Fu, are you asleep? I brought red bean soup!" Fu Heng heard that it was red bean soup, and he became a little greedy. "Put it down. Did you bring it from the kitchen?" Xintong said vaguely.
, "Brother Fu, just drink it quickly!"
"Ghost girl!" Fu Heng picked up the bowl and smelled it, frowning slightly, "This is not made by Yutang." Xintong said in surprise: "How did Brother Fu know it wasn't made? Are you so sure of it?"