Ji Ling groped to untie it, but couldn't figure it out for a long time in the dark.
Yinzhen laughed. He blocked her hand and fiddled with the buttons. Ji Ling's long hair immediately fell down in strands.
He conveniently touched something exquisite hidden in Ji Ling's hair. When he pulled it out, he found that it was a small gold earring hanging from a few strands of hair. The slaves must have not paid attention when they were waiting for Ji Ling to remove her hair.
, stayed inside.
Yinzhen stretched out his hand and threw the earrings on Ji Ling's pillow. He turned slightly sideways, trying not to touch her belly, and then he moved his hands along Ji Ling's back and said softly: "Don't kiss during this period."
Taking care of Qilin, you have to pay attention to everything. You should listen to what the nanny says about childbirth and childbirth. They are all people selected by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They are experienced and mature. Several of the nannies are also
The Ministry of Internal Affairs has sent it to Qingyan in Jiuzhou before, so that I can see it with my own eyes."
He paused and said: "If you are the kind of slave who only cares about making his master happy and does everything he says, I would not be at ease."
Ji Ling raised her head to listen to him attentively. When Fourth Master finished speaking, she nodded, hugged Yinzhen's waist with both hands, rested her head on his chest, and murmured: "I know."
Yinzhen dragged her hand and put it on his neck. He softened his voice, pondered for a while and then said: "Lingling, when the child is born in the future, no matter how capable the mother is, she cannot take care of everything. The child will inevitably be lively, really.
When it comes time to look after you carefully, your servant will only be too little, not too much."
Ji Ling said nothing, her warm hands just hugged his waist.
Yinzhen was actually a little hot, but he felt the attachment in her movements, so he didn't move.
He lowered his head and sniffed her hair, and suddenly wondered: "Why does it smell like honey?"
The Qing Palace inherited the habit of eating honey sweets from its ancestors when they were still outside the customs. Honey-processed pastries were common in the palace, such as honey-pickled mountain fruits, bee cakes, honey fruits, fried honeys, and Saqi.
Ma, etc. are all flavored with honey, which is sweet and sticky.
Yinzhen thought Ji Ling used honey snacks, but didn't think much of it. Plus, she was a glutton, so it was only expected that she would hide some honey under her pillow.
In fact, the honey smell came from the organic lipstick specially used for pregnant women that Ji Ling applied on her mouth. It contained a lot of honey nourishing ingredients. She laughed secretly when she listened to Yinzhen's question, hiding her face in the darkness and saying nothing.
She clung to him tightly like this, with their heads touching, which was a very intimate gesture.
It made Yinzhen inexplicably think of the little animals of his relatives, and also thought of the time when he was still in the dormitory - Hongli. When Hongzhou was young, he was also very cute and pitiful.
Ji Ling thought of the same thing as him - she also thought of the child. But of course, it was her own child in her belly.
Ji Ling cleared her throat and began to talk about arranging a living room for the slaves. By the way, she mentioned the two nuns Jingqi and the two water mothers.
When she mentioned this, she naturally brought the topic to the issue of childbirth - how to feed the child after it is born, how to look after it, how to bring it up, how to teach it...
Yinzhen was startled for a moment, then reached out and touched her cheek. His eyes concentrated in the darkness for a moment, and then he said slowly in a low voice: "It's too early to talk about this matter now."
This was a sentence that was said as if it was not said. Ji Ling was choked by Fourth Master for a moment.
He dotes on her, but the child in his belly is not only hers, but also his child, and is of Aisin Gioro's blood.
No matter what, he never rejected her - Ji Ling thought to herself.
She lowered her head and lowered her hands, gently touching her abdomen under the thin quilt. At this moment, she deeply felt what it means to be connected by flesh and blood.
Although the child in her belly has not yet moved, she can still feel the child's existence - she feels that there is a little life in her belly with the same blood flowing as hers, gestating day by day.
There's no rush, the moment hasn't arrived yet, Ji Ling said to herself.
She leaned back slowly, trying not to think about it yet.
Although Yinzhen was silent, he seemed to have a telepathic connection and felt the annoyance in her heart.
He knew she was complicating things.
He stretched out his hand, and the warmth of his palm penetrated Ji Ling's thin pajamas and into her vest, preventing her from leaving his arms.
"Don't worry." He said forcefully in the darkness, his voice low, falling in Ji Ling's ears: "I will always do what you want, and I will never let you feel wronged in the slightest, don't worry."
After he said this, he felt her suddenly raise her hands and wrap her arms around his neck, whispering softly: "...I believe in the emperor."
Then, there was a soft touch on his cheek. Yinzhen was stunned for a moment before he realized that it was the person in his arms who gently pecked his cheek.
Ji Ling shamelessly finished the kiss, still a little embarrassed after all.
Without daring to look at Fourth Master, she let go of her hand directly. She felt her face was a little hot, and her body was also lazily feeling hot.
A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Yinzhen's mouth - Lingling is becoming more and more proactive now.
He followed her sleeves, found her hand, held it, and hugged Ji Ling Yi Gulu into his arms, even with the quilt.
Fragrant and sweet, with a hint of honey...
Trying hard to suppress the thoughts that came over him, Yinzhen took several deep breaths to calm his breathing, then turned his head and kissed Ji Ling's temples, coaxing: "Sleep well, take care of the baby in peace, what's the matter?
We are all here, so don’t think too wildly.”
He looked at the top of the bed tent with watery eyes.
…
Fast forward to the fifteenth day, and on this day, Yinzhen went down to court and was given the rare opportunity to sit in the queen's palace.
Although it was a set of rules and particularities to specify the date when the emperor would go to the Queen's Palace, Ulanara had not seen Yinzhen for a long time since he made the emperor unhappy last time.
At this time, when informed by the imperial minister who came first to deliver the news, Ulanala was overjoyed and immediately put on her makeup and put it away eagerly.
When Yinzhen walked to the gate of Zhengda Guangming, he was invited by the officials to go to the Qinzheng Qinxian Hall. When he finally finished, he thought that there was still Uranala waiting for him in Zhengda Guangming. He looked at the time and said,
It's almost time.
This is a relatively ambiguous period.
When the emperor goes to the queen, he can't ask for a sign, and the queen can't treat the emperor like a sleeping attendant - they are originally husband and wife, and they are the empress of the middle palace who stand together in the temple when worshiping their ancestors.
"Your Majesty,...should you go to Tantantan, or return to Jiuzhou Qingyan?" Su Peisheng followed Yinzhen all the way and asked him cautiously.
Yinzhen was silent for a while and then made a decision: "Let's go to the queen's place and have a look."
Su Peisheng blinked and responded loudly. He straightened his back and waved his hand, and a large group of imperial eunuchs were waiting for him. They surrounded the emperor and headed to the Palm Pavilion Bridge.
After crossing the Zongting Bridge, you will find the Queen's open space. There is no need to worry about preparing for the chariot at this distance - you can just lift your feet and cross it.
Yinzhen clasped his hands behind his back and looked at the bright lights in the distance, with no expression in his eyes.