She stood aside and frowned, watching Ji Ling enjoy his meal. Bixue, on the other hand, brought up a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and suddenly asked Ji Ling with a smile: "Today's lunch, the master thought it was quite spicy.
Or do you still feel sour in your mouth?"
Ji Ling took the bowl of bamboo shoots, ham, and tripe soup from Qixi, picked up the spoon, and without raising his head, gave a standard answer for a foodie: "They all fit the bill and are delicious!"
Bixue's eyes sparkled, and she said happily: "They say sour girls are spicy, but the master has such a good appetite, it's hard to tell."
As soon as she said this, Qixi turned his eyes, tugged on her sleeve and said, "What else are you looking at? According to my servant, he must be a little brother!"
Bixue nodded immediately, then lightly slapped the corner of her mouth and said: "Yes, yes, the master will definitely give birth to a fat little brother!"
Ji Ling lowered his head and glanced at his belly, then touched his belly gently and said with an aunt's smile on his face: "This child has been very good these past two days and doesn't bother me much anymore. I vomited badly a while ago and didn't eat much.
I have to eat something, my appetite has been much better these days."
It is true that some pregnant women suffer from severe morning sickness, which makes the first trimester miserable.
Before she time traveled, her best friend's sister was an example - that sister had extremely severe morning sickness, not just in the first trimester but throughout the entire pregnancy. She couldn't eat anything and even drank water.
But people can't go without eating forever - in the end, they had no choice but to rely on the hospital to provide them with water and nutrition.
Other pregnant women gain weight after pregnancy, but when that sister was pregnant with a child, it was as if she had gone through a crazy weight loss process. She used to have a lovely round face, but she immediately became a supermodel figure after giving birth.
When the child was born, people around him said: This child needs a good spanking! He is so ignorant. What did he do to his mother?
At this time, Qixi listened to Bixue's words, smiled and nodded: "Yes, my little brother must be a sensible child! When he grows up, he must be filial to his master - Master, you can enjoy peace of mind and happiness then!"
"
As she spoke, she smiled and poured another bowl of soup in front of Ji Ling. While he was diverting her attention, she quietly moved the bowl of hot and sour meatballs away with a gentle touch of her left sleeve.
After a while, the hot stir-fried vegetables and soup for lunch were brought down, and pastries were served - they were all soft and mild pasta, the same snacks that Ji Ling was used to eating in the past, and there were nothing surprising about them.
There is a plate of jujube cakes, made into the shape of petals. The yellow cornmeal is the edge of the petals, and the steamed soft and glutinous red dates become the solid center and stamens of the petals. Each flower has five petals, and the petals are round.
Fat, steady and stocky, crowded around the flower center, there is a simple sense of joy.
It reminds me of Chinese New Year.
Really, Ji Ling counted in his mind and realized that the Chinese New Year is not far away - time flies so fast!
In the blink of an eye, the first year of her time traveling to the Yongzheng period had passed without a trace.
…
Of the four plates of cakes, Ji Ling only touched one, and gave the remaining three to the slaves. Then she prepared to go into the back room to take a nap, but as soon as she entered, she felt bored.
Qixi helped Ji Ling sit down on the edge of the bed, knelt down and reached out to take off the embroidered shoes on her feet. Ji Ling ordered: "Open the window to let some air out, the room is a bit stuffy."
Qixi was still kneeling and it was a bit inconvenient to get up. When Bixue saw it, she walked over and reached out to push open the window. By chance, Nanny Chen came in with a plate of cloth. She glanced at Bixue and opened the window.
He said loudly: "I can't do it!"
She suddenly spoke, which shocked Bixue. She put one hand on the window and looked back. When she saw it, it was Nanny Chen. Bixue turned her face slightly, where no one could see her.
Zi rolled his eyes and looked at Ji Ling again.
Grandma Chen put the plate of cloth on the table, bowed to Ji Ling first, said hello, and then said clearly and strictly: "Ms. Chen concubine, I have so many words to say - Bi Xue is still young,
Naturally, I don’t know the details and taboos involved: you must know that when a woman is pregnant, there is a fetus god guarding her all the way. If she is pregnant for ten months, this fetus god is the god who protects the fetus for ten months.”
Ji Ling hummed and motioned for her to continue.
Grandma Chen walked over, reached out and closed the window tightly, then she looked solemn and solemn, and muttered: "In the twelfth and first lunar months, the fetus god is in the room and bed. In February, March and September, the fetus god is in the door and window. Fourth
From month to month, June to November, the fetal god is in the kitchen..."
She said this in one breath, swallowed, and looked up at Ji Ling: "Ms. Chenbi, it's September now, and the fetal god is at the door and window. If the empress opens the window rashly, the god will see the wind and get angry.
It will be difficult to handle - the concubine is now pregnant with the dragon heir, so she should be extra careful at all times, and the health of the dragon heir must be the first priority. Even if she is depressed because of this, the empress must understand - this is what others ask for.
Unable to ask for blessings."
Ji Ling:……
According to you, I won’t be able to open the windows for ventilation throughout September?
And that last sentence, something about depression and blessing...it makes people feel uncomfortable no matter how I listen to it.
From her modern perspective: The greenery in the Old Summer Palace is so nice, and the air quality outside should be quite good.
You must know that a room with poor air circulation is simply a hotbed for the growth and reproduction of bacteria and viruses. Pregnant women have weak resistance. For the health of the baby, of course, more attention must be paid to ventilation.
Grandma Chen looked at the subtle changes in the expression on Ji Ling's face - only to realize that the Concubine Chen seemed to be quite obsessed with opening the window?
Seeing that Concubine Chen's face became a little indifferent - although there was still a smile on her face, the smile in the corner of her eyes seemed to have a hint of unhappiness no matter how she looked at it.
Grandma Chen couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart, and she suddenly became more awake.
This concubine looks gentle and speaks in a gentle and approachable manner.
Even in the first few days after Nanny Chen came here, she still felt that Concubine Chen was a bit too gentle and could not control the position of concubine.
But with such a cold face, something suddenly seemed different from usual.
Aunt Chen felt a little frustrated and couldn't help but retreat - no matter how young and immature Concubine Chen is, she is still a master. No matter how experienced and senior she is, Aunt Chen is still a slave...
She dared to show off the majesty of a foster mother in front of Qixi and Bixue, but she dared not hold her tail between her legs in front of the concubine.
Dare to pour cold water on the concubine? How many heads has she grown?
Grandma Chen was about to talk about what she had said, but Bixue saw Xiao Fenzi waving to her at the door.
She walked out, and Xiao Fenzi raised her hand to cover her mouth and said a few words in her ear. Bixue's eyes immediately lit up and she said, "But is it true?"
Xiao Fenzi was amused by her words: "How can this be false?"
Bixue said happily: "I'm going to talk to the master right now!"
In the back room.
After all, Grandma Chen was the old grandma in the palace, and she calmed down the situation with a few words as if nothing had happened.
When Ji Ling saw that she had stopped talking, he naturally wanted to save face for her - after all, she was a mama giving birth.
She smiled softly and said casually: "What is the plate of cloth that Nanny Chen brought in just now?"
