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Chapter 222 What's so handsome about me?

Ji Ling raised his face to look at Yinzhen. At this moment, a low-level announcement came from outside, saying that three imperial doctors had arrived.

Without looking back, Yinzhen said in a deep voice: "Let them come in." He raised his hand to carry the quilt for Ji Ling, and waited with one hand on his knees.

Qixi led Dr. An and the other two doctors in, and gently lowered the curtains on the bed.

Several people lowered their heads and kowtowed at the door. When they heard the emperor calling over, they got up and walked inside.

There were heavy curtains in the inner room, and the emperor was leaning down, speaking softly, and accompanying the person in the bed tent with a very gentle attitude.

In addition to Dr. An, the other two people also knew that this was the concubine who had just been promoted today - a former auspicious nobleman. It happened that during the concubine ceremony, she was pregnant with a dragon heir. It was a double happiness, and her future was unlimited.

The three of them all knelt down again: "I have seen the concubine."

Yinzhen nodded and said, "Take a good look."

He was afraid that some of the imperial doctors would be afraid and reserved when they saw him around, so he got up and walked under the window, sat on a chair and waited.

Not long after, the imperial doctor finished his diagnosis, turned around and came under the window to give the emperor his orders.

Yinzhen asked eagerly: "How?"

Among them, the eldest one was Doctor Tong, who was a master of female medicine. At this time, his beard trembled slightly and he said tremblingly: "Congratulations to the Emperor! The pulse of the concubine Chen is steady and strong, the fetus is stable, and the fetus is carefully maintained.

Okay, just..."

He looked slightly embarrassed, turned his head and glanced at Dr. Xiao, signaling him to say.

Doctor Xiao had no choice but to step forward and said: "However, for the sake of the heir in the concubine's womb, the emperor would like to ask the emperor to... not get too close to the concubine in the past few months. You need to... exercise restraint!"

After Ji Ling heard this, she was startled for a moment and realized the meaning - she raised her head to look at Yinzhen.

A trace of self-blame and frustration flashed across Yinzhen's face, but he was not embarrassed at all.

He frowned and nodded.

Dr. Tong said some more things to pay attention to, and then went out to prescribe some prescriptions to nourish and strengthen the kidney qi. Yinzhen listened to the voice of Su Peisheng leading the doctors outside, stretched out his hands to support his knees, and walked away again.

Go to Ji Ling's bed, sit down and hold her hand.

He said nothing. He just looked at her with a smile, held her hand in his and kept squeezing it.

Ji Ling could almost see the smile on Fourth Master's face.

So she herself followed him and grinned.

Yinzhen took a long while before sighing: "Lingling, I know you are pregnant with my child, and I wish you could fly over right away - you don't know how happy I am!"

"I have been thinking in my heart: I love Lingling so much, why is Lingling silent?"

He raised his hand to gently caress Ji Ling's cheek, smiled and shook his head slowly, saying: "I never say - I am afraid that you will be anxious, and I am afraid that I will bring worries to your heart. You are already weak, so how can I not feel sorry for you?"

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He paused, gently brushed his cheek against her hand, and said, "I will pamper you regardless of whether you have children or not."

Ji Ling raised her head and looked at her, her heart filled with warmth and affection.

She reached out and hugged Yinzhen's waist coquettishly, pressing her face against his chest.

There was a bright yellow color in his eyes, and what he smelled in his nose was familiar to him. It was the faint fragrance of agarwood that had always been on Yinzhen.

Yinzhen laughed softly, hugged her on his shoulders, put his cheek against her forehead and rubbed it gently. As if that wasn't enough, he reached out and pulled her into his arms.

Ji Ling was in Yinzhen's arms, looking up at his chin, and gently pecked Yinzhen's chin.

Yinzhen's heart skipped a beat - this was Lingling's rare initiative.

He has always been used to conquering cities and territories, used to controlling and dominating. No matter what time, Lingling was just in his arms, passively suffering.

He slowly lowered his head and looked at Ji Ling with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

After the secret kiss, Ji Ling felt very proud. She pinched Yinzhen's fingers and lowered her head while smiling.

But the fourth master who was seduced by her... felt like a fire was burning in his heart.

He turned his head and tried hard to think in his mind what the imperial doctor had just said, "Please, Your Majesty, in the past few months... don't get too close to your empress. You need to... exercise restraint!"

restraint!

Yinzhen pressed the head of the person in his arms, gritted his teeth slightly and said, "Ling Ling is good."

Ji Ling did not move as expected.

But she was only quiet for a while, and like an ADHD child, she turned around and started mumbling.

Yinzhen listened carefully and heard clearly what she said: "Be obedient."

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he leaned over and hugged Ji Ling from behind, and saw that Lingling was lowering her head and slowly touching her belly, with a motherly and intoxicated expression on her face.

He couldn't hold it back for a moment, laughed out loud, and stretched out his hand.

His big hand pressed on her hand.

Ji Ling lowered his head and looked at it: Yinzhen's fingers were slender and strong, with slightly raised joints. Except for the index finger, middle finger, and big finger, which had calluses from holding pens, everything else was pampered.

Fourth Master's big hands wrapped around hers warmly, his fingers lingering, gently stroking her belly.

Ji Ling suddenly felt something in her heart. She turned around and whispered mysteriously to Yinzhen: "Your Majesty, let's touch my darling, my darling will know."

In fact, she said this half-consciously and half-guessed.

According to the imperial doctor, it is only a month old - how old can the child be? It should be like a delicate flower bud, which has not sprouted yet, right?

Yinzhen teased her with a smile: "Good boy? You mean our child?"

Ji Ling nodded, narrowed his eyes with a smile, and whispered: "I want to have a child who looks exactly like the emperor."

The fourth master was startled at first, and then his face suddenly turned a little shy.

He coughed, raised his hand and pinched his wrist, tilted his neck slightly, and said casually: "What's so handsome about me!"

Then Ji Ling saw the corner of his mouth twitching, tilting it up slightly in triumph, and then secretly concealed it.

Probably because no one has ever praised him from this perspective.

Emperor Kangxi didn't know how to do it, the brothers in the previous dynasty didn't know how to do it, and no one in the current harem... should be able to praise it either.

She held back her laughter and stared at Yinzhen's handsome and graceful profile - in fact, the fourth master could fully bear this sentence.

She suddenly thought of a joke she had read when she was in school: it was said that a Beijing official was going to work in another place, and he set off to say goodbye to the teacher. The teacher told him: "It is not easy to be an official outside, so you must be more cautious in everything."

"

The man said: "The student has prepared a hundred tall hats. Whenever I see someone, I will give him a tall hat! This way, people will not embarrass me."

The teacher was very angry after hearing this and said that a person must be upright, how could he flatter me so casually?

When the man saw that the teacher was angry, he immediately sighed and replied loudly: "But how many people in the world are there who don't like to wear high hats like you, teacher?"

His teacher nodded deeply: "That's absolutely right!"

As soon as the man went out, he smiled and said to others: "I originally prepared a hundred tall hats, but now I only have ninety-nine left."

I don’t know why this joke is meant to poke fun at her—it works all the time.

Sure enough, when she thought, "Now there are only ninety-nine left," she covered her belly again and started laughing.


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