"Your Majesty is happy!" These five words were like echoes, swirling in Ji Ling's mind layer by layer.
Ever since she gave birth to her sixth brother, there had been no movement in her belly. Several years had passed, and Ji Ling never expected that her third child would come out of the blue like this?
As soon as he said this, Yinzhen couldn't help but smile.
Qixi next to her was also so happy that her eyes were red. She and Eyun looked at each other with joy on their faces.
When the servants serving in the palace heard this, they all knelt down and said in unison: "Congratulations to the Emperor! Congratulations to the Imperial Concubine Chen!"
Doctor Di said coquettishly: It turns out that the child is nearly two months old.
Yinzhen immediately stopped Ji Ling from getting out of bed, and ordered Qixi to set up the dining table next to the bed, add a small table on the bed, and serve up all kinds of dazzling items.
Doctor Di glanced at all the vegetable labels and nodded after making sure there was nothing wrong.
Concubine Chen was given a special menu when she was pregnant. Now Doctor Di gave instructions on what to pay attention to, and took the medical apprentice outside to write a pulse report.
He didn't know if it was because he vomited the acidic water. Although he didn't vomit anything, Ji Ling suddenly felt that the stagnation in his chest was loosened.
It was as if my appetite was suddenly whetted.
She wants to eat.
Qixi was sitting on the edge of the bed, serving her with a rice bowl, as if she had a broken arm when she was pregnant. Ji Ling took a few bites and asked her to put it down and do it by herself.
Yinzhen raised his hand to take it and feed her himself.
Ji Ling originally wanted to say that there was no need for it, but when he saw Yinzhen's face full of joy, he thought there was no need to disappoint him.
She obediently ate from his hand. One bowl of egg custard was particularly well-done, tender and smooth. The eggs were very fragrant. When paired with the sauce, she tasted cheese.
There is also a small rice cake, made one by one like French fries, with sweet and spicy sauce. Ji Ling misses the Korean food in the mall opposite the former company...
After eating, Ji Ling asked Qixi to move the small dining table away, and the two of them started talking.
"Now that I am young, Your Majesty, I would like to wait until three months before we say anything, or I may not say anything until I am pregnant... and the people in the palace will naturally know about it." Ji Ling leaned on the bedside, with her back stuffed behind her back.
Two brocade embroidered peonies and silver silk pillows.
She whispered to Yinzhen.
Yinzhen understood what she meant. He was about to say that it was okay, but after thinking about it, his heart still moved - Lingling was now a noble concubine, and she had a son and a daughter, which made many people's eyes red.
She wanted to be more cautious, which was not a bad thing.
At night, he rested next to her, half-leaning on the bedside, holding a book in his hand and reading. There was only a small palace lantern lit in the room.
He was afraid of touching her, so he moved cautiously and lightly.
Instead, Ji Ling reached out and hugged Yinzhen's arm.
The plain white lining was clean and not stained by dust, and exuded the fragrance of soap locust. Ji Ling held the fourth master's sleeve, rubbed it in his hand a few times, and suddenly smiled.
She raised her head and looked at him, her eyes shining like stars: "Your Majesty, do you think it will be a little princess or a little brother this time?"
This kind of topic was so sweet that Yinzhen couldn't help but laugh.
I was too busy with the previous affairs some time ago, and I just took a break today. I was originally thinking about the warmth and tranquility of spring in the world - when he came over, he was full of expectations.
Who would have thought that Lingling would give him such a big surprise again?
There are not many children in the palace.
In the early years when he was staying in the dormitory, the memory of those children who died in infancy made Yinzhen feel sour in his heart.
Now, when this child is born and raised, he will be the "Old Summer Palace Brother" or the "Old Summer Palace Princess" among the lakes and waters of the Old Summer Palace.
Except for necessary ceremonies, Yinzhen has no plans to return to the Forbidden City.
He lowered his head and hugged Ji Ling, gently rubbed her forehead, and asked in an unexpected manner: "Lingling, thank you very much."
Ji Ling was stunned for a moment, and then realized what he meant.
Yinzhen stopped reading. He turned his hand aside and took Ji Ling into his arms. Ji Ling leaned on his shoulder, stretched out his hand to touch his belly, and thought to himself: This is already the third child.
, shouldn’t it be too difficult?
Amitabha, Buddha bless you!
She closed her eyes and suddenly remembered what happened to Bixue, so she shook Yinzhen's hand and said, "Your Majesty, I have something to ask of you."
Yinzhen touched her head and said without hesitation: "It doesn't matter if you say so."
Ji Ling told the story about Bixue from beginning to end, and at the end he did not forget to add: "You don't have to seek high status blindly, I don't want to let her get married and suffer! In short, the emperor will take care of it, a decent family,
Just look for someone who is of the right age, has a gentle temperament, has good conduct, and is kind-hearted."
Yinzhen listened without saying a word, and finally laughed softly and said: "But it is a blessing for a slave to meet a master like you."
He got out of bed himself, blew out the palace lantern, and the two of them lay down side by side. Yinzhen put his arms around her and said softly: "Those who are pregnant, don't bother yourself. I know this, so you don't have to worry about it."
Ji Ling felt relieved when he heard what he said - the emperor acted as a matchmaker and granted marriage, and no one in the future husband's family would dare to slight Bixue.
She closed her eyes, stretched out her hand to touch her belly, and looked at ease.
Yinzhen looked at her lovingly, stretched out his hand to gather the quilt for her, and said softly: "Go to sleep."
Ji Ling responded vaguely and snuggled into Yinzhen's arms.
Yinzhen reached out and patted her back.
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The next morning, Ji Ling woke up very early. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the lamps had been lit in the Nuan Pavilion, and Yinzhen was neatly dressed and had washed up.
She rubbed her eyes and was about to sit up when Yinzhen had already walked over. He held her shoulders to prevent her from getting up. He also reached out and plucked a piece of hair from the corner of her mouth. His voice was as gentle as coaxing a baby: "
You can sleep a little longer."
So Ji Ling fell backward and fell into the soft bed.
Sleep on command!
She slept until almost noon, and while having breakfast and lunch, she looked up and saw Qixi leading Bixue in and kneeling in front of her.
Ji Ling's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Bixue was going to say goodbye, and all kinds of separation and sadness surged up in her heart.
Unexpectedly, Bixue kept talking for a long time with a red face, and finally Qixi helped her figure it out.
The central meaning is one: the master is pregnant and there are not many reliable manpower. She will not leave, but will stay to take care of the master!
Ji Ling almost spit out a mouthful of blood: I worked so hard to get you a marriage last night, girl!
"After much thought, I still can't let go of my master! I want to stay by my master's side and serve my master." Bixue kowtowed below and said sincerely.
Ji Ling sat up straight and asked her, "You really don't want to leave?"
Bixue shook her head: "I'm not leaving!"
Ji Ling was more hesitant than she was. He sighed and touched his belly and said, "To be honest, I was very happy to hear that you said you wouldn't leave - I couldn't bear to leave you either! But I was afraid that it would delay your life.
Whether you go out or stay is not a trivial matter, you have to think carefully."
Bixue kowtowed: "My mind has been made up."
Xiao Fenzi stood not far away, looking at her with a very gentle expression, a gentle smile at the corner of her mouth that could hardly be suppressed.