The supper was so sour that Yinzhen didn't touch a bite, but Ji Ling compensated by eating almost all of the two meals. Qixi watched from the side, thinking in her heart that she was sour and spicy, looking at her master
If you like sour food so much, you must be a little brother!
When Ji Ling finished his meal, the dining table was moved away, and the warm Yubozi and Xiodelu were brought up. One was stuffed in the quilt to cover his feet, and the other was held in his hand.
Ji Ling was full of wine and food, and felt warm all over. It was extremely comfortable.
Now that she is pregnant, the third princess cannot take care of her as before. Yinzhen went out and called all the nuns. After giving careful instructions, they left.
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After taking a bath in the evening, Ji Ling snuggled in the fourth master's arms, talking about homely gossip, while raising her hand to find Yinzhen's hand under the quilt.
Fourth Master's hands were always warm. She reached out to hook his fingers and drew circles in the palm of his hand.
Yinzhen smiled helplessly, held her hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "Naughty."
Ji Ling thought, is this naughty? I'm not really naughty yet!
As soon as her stomach felt comfortable, she became energetic. She took a bunch of her long hair in her hands and used the ends of her hair to scratch Yinzhen's face.
Yinzhen's ten thousand-year-old iceberg face suddenly fluctuated.
He tilted his head to avoid her and glared at her: "Naughty!"
Ji Ling turned over and lay on his chest.
Yinzhen took a breath, frowned and scolded with a smile: "Lingling, what are you doing?".
He was afraid that she would press her belly, so he quickly reached out and lifted her whole body off him.
Ji Ling said with a playful smile: "Don't do anything, just look at the emperor."
She turned her head and stared at him for a while, then suddenly reached out her hand and gently traced the angular lines on Yinzhen's face.
Yinzhen took her hand, put it to his lips and kissed it. His eyes were warm and soft, and he raised his hand to tuck her in the quilt.
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When Ji Ling woke up early the next morning, she found that Yinzhen had gone, leaving her alone in the gorgeous bed tent.
She touched the edge of the pillow - there was no warmth at all.
It seems that the fourth master's biological clock is very strict, and he would be busy going to court even in the dark.
Ji Ling felt a little empty, so she called Qixi to come in and serve her.
Qixi knelt in front of the bed, holding the face wash in her hands and reported softly: "There seems to be an emergency at the Yangxin Hall. At night, Xiao Chenzi came over and knelt at the door to report. The emperor took Su Peisheng and left without saying a word."
Ji Ling thought: I must have slept like a dead pig, otherwise I couldn't have heard any sound.
She thought about it while rinsing her mouth.
After rinsing her mouth, Bixue brought a clean towel to her to wipe her mouth with.
After being supported by Qixi, she sat in front of the dressing table. Ji Ling applied skin care products on her face and then simply applied it - she was very hungry and had to go out for breakfast quickly.
Breakfast is a mille-feuille cake with millet porridge. The red and green green silk threads are particularly down-to-earth. The mille-feuille cake is made with lard, which is delicious.
Xiao Dazi knew that his master didn't like a lot of messy dried fruits on top, so he removed all the green plums, candied dates, raisins, melon seeds and other preserved fruits that should have been included in the thousand-feuille cake, leaving only the oily and smooth surface.
Apply a thin layer of honey with a brush.
The honey is also the lightest in taste, and is diluted with warm water. When it condenses, it looks like a layer of icing sugar shell.
Ji Ling used a small spoon to break the shell of the pastry and ate it with spoonfuls.
The porridge that came with it was fish head and tofu porridge. The soup was stewed in a milky white color. The porridge was salty, fragrant and delicious. Ji Ling drank three small bowls in a row before he stopped.
There were still two plates of pastries, but she gave them to the slaves before she even had time to use her chopsticks.
When the fruits were delivered, Xiao Dazi put them on the basket and steamed them, adding sugar water to them, and almost made them into canned fruits.
Ji Ling took the spoon and ate while he heard the wet nurse kneel down in front of him and began to report the situation of the third princess drinking milk.
Since Concubine Qi was demoted to Li Changzai last time and moved out of Changchun Palace, the wet nurse of the three princesses was also sent away.
It doesn't matter if they are sent away - there are inexhaustible slaves in this harem, and every one of them is trying their best to squeeze in. Are you worried that no one will be able to use them?
Besides, the Ministry of Internal Affairs originally arranged for more than one wet nurse for the third princess.
When the one in front left, it was time for this one to take the lead.
This wet nurse's surname was Pi. She was not as straight and neat as the one in front of her. Her skin was very white, but her eyes were always hanging down as if she was not awake.
Wet Nurse Pi knelt down and reported to the concubine in detail: "Master, the third princess was in very good spirits this morning. She used it once, fell asleep in the middle, and used it again when she got up. The servants marked it with bamboo sticks.
It’s time.”
When she said this, Grandma Chen stood beside her and glanced at her sideways.
It was a good thing that the baby could eat. Ji Ling felt relieved after hearing this, nodded and waved for the wet nurse to go down.
At this time, the Nuang Pavilion was truly "warm", and the charcoal basin was making the inside warm.
Ji Ling went in, and the third princess stood up unsteadily on the bed. She was already ten months old at this time, and the hair on her head was not as sparse as before, but gradually became thicker and darker in color.
Ji Ling gave her daughter a braid that reached the sky - she saw her lying in his arms, her fragrant and soft little body leaning against him, and suddenly he put his arms around her neck, spitting bubbles and exerting force
shouted "Mom!"
This pronunciation was clear and accurate. For a moment, Ji Ling almost thought that her daughter had traveled through time. Then she realized that for children in any country, the pronunciation of parents is the best. The byte is simple and almost
Not a baby's instinct.
As for the difficult pronunciation of "Eniang", Ji Ling has almost no hope.
She decided to teach the three princesses starting from "mother".
She tried to say to her daughter: "Mom——!"
The third princess blinked and stepped on the crib's railing with a chubby foot, her little face turned red from the exertion.
Then she happily waved her little fist, sprayed saliva on Ji Ling's face, and shouted to her affectionately: "Wolf!"
Ji Ling silently put her daughter back into the crib.
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As the days passed, the weather gradually became warmer, and in May, Ji Ling's belly gradually began to show.
In May, it is the birthday of the third princess. Everyone in the Forbidden City knows that Princess Heshuo Duanrou, born to the concubine Chen, is deeply favored by the emperor and regarded as the apple of his eye. For a time, almost even Heshuo and Hui
The princess's limelight was suppressed.
Starting from the end of April, the birthday gifts for the third princess began to be delivered to Chengqian Palace one after another, and the warehouse shelves of Chengqian Palace began to be in a hurry again - this was based on the fact that Ji Ling had already sent out a lot of gifts.
Basically.
Ever since she knew that Zhang Guiren's lover was actually Doctor Di, Ji Ling had brought a lot of good things to Zhang Guiren. In addition, after the last time the princess fell into the water, Ji Ling was even more cautious.
Originally, she was pregnant a while ago, and concubines Qian, Li Guiren, Mao concubines, etc., who were either the same as her or below her, all came to visit her in the Chengqian Palace.
They also brought congratulatory gifts.
Ji Ling took the opportunity of returning the gift to double the favor.