MTL - The Job of an Imperial Concubine-~ 49 pregnant?

I don't know when the United States arrived in Kyushu. The weather has already entered the winter. The harems have been replaced with various winter clothes, and the palaces have begun to supply charcoal fire for heating. For the woman in the harem, a small high American to pay homage, no one has got the emperor's reward to be important.

Peeling the oranges in his hands, Zhuang Luo sighed lazily, looked at the white snow outside the window, threw the oranges back into the fine porcelain plate, and took over the soup from Yun Xi: "The snow today is getting bigger and bigger." "The place where she lived before, there was very little snow in winter, and even if it snowed, I could not see the world of silver."

"The master is bored?" Yun Xi picked up the half-cut orange, and peeled it open in the plate. He smiled and said: "If the master is not afraid of cold, you can go to Meiyuan to enjoy the plum, and the slaves will hear that the emperor is also a favorite. of."

Zhuangluo changed a comfortable sitting position, like laughing and laughing: "The plum is still quiet, the flowers in the plum garden are just right, the sisters in other palaces must also like to go, I will not make that fun."

Yun Xiu opened his mouth and did not say anything after all. She also had a lot of time with this master. Sometimes she felt that the master was infatuated with the emperor, and sometimes felt that this relationship was embarrassing and people could not see clearly.

"The master, the central province sent the silver charcoal for these days, and also presented the seasonal fruit." Listening to the bamboo into the inner room, holding a tribute of black raisins in his hand.

"It’s not easy for these eunuchs to go back and forth to deliver things in the big winter. Take some silver and give them a cup of hot tea." Zhuang Luoxin understands that this black raisin is tribute from other countries, and it is extremely difficult to keep fresh. It’s rare that the palace can get such a plate.

"The Lord is assured that the slaves have already been rewarded." Listening to the bamboo put down the plate and talking about some gossips that were heard outside, although it was not true, but the deep palace was boring, and it was good to listen to it.

"You said that you had a chance to meet the emperor in Meiyuan yesterday?" Zhuang Luo asked with interest.

"Back to the master, the slaves heard that the emperor was in the emperor's place yesterday. This morning, the emperor also got a lot of rewards." Listening to the bamboo carefully looked at the Zhuangluo, seeing her face as usual, and then continued to talk about it. What rewards have you got?

Zhuang Luo sneered in his heart, the man who is the emperor, the woman in the harem is in his eyes, but it is a thing, I am afraid that the women are racking their brains to invite the pet, but for him it is just watching the lively.

"The master, the **** of the inner guard, the emperor turned over your brand today." Fubao face with a happy report.

"I know." Zhuang Luozhen tried to make his face look shy and joy, turned to look at the snow outside the window, concealing the calm of the eyes.

"Queen of the Empress, the emperor turned over the sign of Zhao Chongyi." and Yu ridiculed: "There are a bunch of masters who are going to Meiyuan today, I am afraid to be disappointed."

"The woman in this harem is always inviting to do whatever it wants, but this Zhaochong is a bit of a skill. The emperor has seen so many beautiful people can still remember her." The queen turned the scroll in her hand and did not lift her head. I used to look down on her in the past."

"That..." and Jade couldn't help but speak, but was interrupted by the Queen.

"Even if there are two points, it is not enough to see in this harem. The Anqing Palace is the emperor's heart."

"But after Su Shilang's impeachment, the emperor did not have any reaction?" and Yu is somewhat puzzled.

"That's the emperor, the former palace is the same," the empress smiled and put down the book in his hand. "Besides her, there is a woman in the palace who has to seal the royal family. If it is not for the emperor to care about the face of the palace, I am afraid that she The reward of the second is even richer than the palace."

I have a glimpse of the jade throat, thinking of the love that Shu Guizhen has been in for several years, and I have to admit the words of the Queen.

"Look at it, and the beautiful flowers have a day of dying, and this palace is always the mother of the palace, and it is impossible to pay for them with their thoughts." The emperor smiled again on the back, but I did not know whether it was relieved or helpless.

On a cold night, lying in a warm bed is more satisfying than usual. Zhuang is on the chest of the emperor, listening quietly to the snoring of the snow, and the house is extra quiet.

Feng is caressing the hair of a woman in her arms. This is already his habitual movement when he is with Zhao Chongyi. The silence in the room makes his heart calm down. As a matter of the emperor's daily life, he occasionally appreciates it. This kind of silence can be a beautiful thing.

“Can you know about the United States?”

Zhuang Luo did not prevent the emperor from suddenly asking such a sentence. She did not have much affection for the high American. In the past history, a certain country was very similar to the high United States. In the end, history proved one thing. It was a blind eye. Wolf. After a little hesitation, she chose to speak: "Chen Chen does not know much about the United States, only knows that it is a subsidiary of our country, and the country is still very poor. The only thing worth mentioning is a certain medicine."

"This dependent country came to pay homage, but it was difficult to pour a bunch of ministers. Some people think that they should be handled as usual. Some people say that they should receive the reception according to the specifications of the princes." Feng looked at the woman in her arms. That kind of statement is polite."

In the candlelight, Feng’s eyes were calm, and Zhuang Luo looked up into his eyes and could not find half of his eyes. She did not hesitate to speak, but she had already turned a few thoughts in her heart. "Chen Chen felt that it was only a dependent country, that is, our descendants, and there is a reason for the master to receive the next person."

"Love is right, a person who doesn't have much use is still trying to make the master condescend." Feng said with a smile, "That high America is really just our next person."

Zhuang Luozhen heard that the emperor had aggravated the words "we" and he was relieved that she was gambling. According to her observation, Feng Jin is an ambitious and ambitious emperor, but she does not like the big joy. That is why the United States used the means of tribute to tribute to fight the autumn wind.

However, until the warm kiss fell on her forehead, and the reddish wave ended, Zhuangluo did not figure it out. Why did the emperor suddenly tell her about the previous dynasty? Is it too snowy and the brain is frozen?

This box is full of doubts, but the box is sighing for the straightforwardness of the people in the arms. If he asks the queen to explain this kind of thing, the queen and Shugui will definitely say that both sides are reasonable, and then the younger ones will explore his mind. Besides, which method is more appropriate, where would it be said that it would be unceremonious to say it, would it be true that he would be regarded as a "self" by his emperor, and even if he did not even conceal it?

The person in the arms is already asleep, and Feng Jie opened her fine hair in front of her forehead. It was a quiet sleeping face. It was a stupid woman. She only knew that he was her man, but he forgot that he was still an emperor.

When Zhuangluo got up the next day, the emperor had already left. She sipped hot tea and asked: "Is the snow stopped?"

"Back to the master, but not yet, but it is a little bigger, wait for the Queen's Empress, please be more to wear some." Yun Xi for the Zhuang Luo 胭 裘 裘 裘 裘 裘 赞 赞 赞 赞 赞 赞 赞 赞 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄 庄It is no wonder that the emperor is going to reward the master."

Zhuang Luo smiled and smiled: "Where is my credit, it is this white fox that is rare." No wonder the servant has not sent the scorpion soup today, presumably because the snow is too big.

However, until Zhuangluo went out to the Queen to ask for security, the inner guards still did not come, and Zhuang Luo was shocked. Is the emperor ready to let her leave a child?

Feng bent over the fold in his hand and suddenly remembered the woman of Hee Hee. For this woman, he has some special feelings in his heart. This time, he avoids the soup and does not know whether it is a favor or a harm. In the harem, it is not easy for a woman to have a child, and it is even harder to give birth to a child. He avoided the last night's escaping soup, and he counted all his pity. As for Zhao Zhaoyi, he could get a child and only see her life.

If Zhuangluo knows the emperor's thoughts, he will definitely scream in his heart. Don't say that it is so easy to have a child, but it is a safe period, and the possibility of being pregnant is even smaller.

Regardless of the idea of ​​the emperor, Zhuangluo is still eating and drinking. Even if it is a big winter, he has to get some fruit ice to seek excitement, but he has asked Yun Xi to listen to the bamboo several times.

"I just liked it," Zhuang Luo ate an ice pear. The feeling of cold silk stabbed her with some toothache, but brought some unspeakable comfort. Putting down the dishes, she took the soup to warm her hands, but because of the recent eating too much cold food, the moon seems to have been postponed.

After thinking about it, I still have to go to the hospital to call for a doctor who is good at treating a woman's illness. I want to come to the doctor every few days to ask for help. There should be nothing.

After waiting for half an hour, the elderly doctor who came to ask An is an elderly doctor. When Zhuang Luo looked at his outside, he felt that this person was somewhat capable, so he assured that this person would take the pulse.

It didn't take long for Zhuangluo to see the thin fingers shaking across the silk scarf and seeing the old Taiji Lisuo's smashing down. "Congratulations to Zhaozhao, He Xizhao, you are a slippery pulse."

Slippery pulse? Zhuang Luozhen looked at the old doctor with suspicion and looked at the excitement of other palace clerk in the house. He felt that something was wrong. The old man was shaking his hand more than the pulse. Didn’t it go wrong?

Although the old woman clearly understood her congratulations, but the sixth sense of Zhuang Luo did not have the joy of a new life in her stomach. According to the suspicion in his heart, Zhuangluo rewarded the old doctor, and helped her to rest in the inner room.

"Zhao Chongyi is pregnant?" Feng is slightly surprised, and even the tone has improved.

"Return to the emperor, yes," Gao Dezhong carefully observed the emperor's expression, and could not see that he was happy or angry. "It was diagnosed by the old doctor of the hospital. The slaves heard that even Zhao Zhaoyi did not think of it. For more than a month, congratulations to the emperor, He Xihuang."

Is this God's will?

On the face of the seal, there is a smile. "Zhao Chongyi is a dragon species, and it is a great reward." After that, people have rewarded a lot of things to Xihe Palace, and they are preparing to send a few hospitals. When the saints went to Hee Hee, they heard the rites of the rites.

"Xuan." Put this aside in advance, Feng Zong summoned the book of the Ministry of Rites.

The rites of the rites are not because of anything else, it is for the high princes of the United States to worship, the high United States has arrived in advance, saying that the high US prince will arrive in Beijing after three days, although only the princes receive the high American prince, but he still I dare not neglect, I received a message and came to report it.

"That is the case, the Ministry of Rites will be ready to receive it according to the ceremony." Feng Xiao’s faint opening, "It’s just a small country, and the Ministry of Rites will do it well."

The ritual Shangshu is busy saying that even the atmosphere does not dare to blame.

Compared with the calm of the previous dynasty, the harem was blown up because of the news of Zhao Chongyi's pregnancy.

The author has something to say: Even the emperor will have a brain supplement =. =

What a silly woman, the truth is always letting people shed tears of sympathy