There has never been a quiet time in the harem, but recently the harem has fallen into a strange calm. Maybe these noble ladies don't have to meet each other every day. They have less resentment, so there are less messy things in the harem.

Nowadays, there are many women in the harem, but there are not many high-ranking people. They dare not lose their degree in words and deeds of low ranking people, and they are more cautious in their actions. They saw that the children in the belly of concubine Zhao were getting bigger and bigger, and the emperor was also more and more fond of running to the Xihe palace, but they could sit more and more.

Recently, there are many eunuchs who are good at cooking, gynaecologists, and even two medical women living in the side hall of Xihe palace. These people are all around a master of Xihe palace, and everyone in the back palace is envious.

"After Zhao's pregnancy, the treatment difference with other concubines is too big." now Yan guipin, who has lost her favorite, looks at the eunuch of Dianzhong province from a distance, admiring and gloating, "but I used to see that Shu is always superior, and she can't put anyone in her eyes. Compared with Zhao, she is nothing Well, "he said

Yan GUI's wife lost her favor. What she dislikes most is not Zhao Fei, but Shu Gui Fei, who doesn't show up on weekdays. Some people subconsciously don't like the same sex who has the same specialty as themselves. Yan GUI's wife and Shu Gui Fei happen to be both of them. They don't communicate with each other on weekdays, but they don't like each other.

The soft imperial concubine that walks in front of her hears this words, looking at Yan expensive concubine with a smile: "Shu expensive imperial concubine again bad, also is expensive imperial concubine, is more than enough than you."

"The soft imperial concubine empress as expected is still so impolite," Yan expensive concubine facial expression ugliness way, "but concubine concubine isn't Qian Wan Yi, by you hit face."

"Look at this, as if I usually love to treat people like," soft imperial concubine did not mean to glance at her, "OK, you love sour and sour, this palace can't have time to listen to your nonsense," said, with the servant girl shaking away, that figure is a step three shake, step by step lotus.

"What is it? It's like that she didn't cross Zhuang Luoyan at the beginning," Yan guipin snorted, took the servant girl and turned around and left.

Zhuang Luoyan's recent activities are more than a few months ago. Now the fetus in her abdomen is nearly five months old. Her bulging abdomen makes her look plump. Although she is not as beautiful as before, she is a little more gentle. Leaning on the soft couch, listening to the musician playing guqin, she couldn't help looking out of the window. Looking at the weather, it might be snowing these days.

The fetus in her abdomen is getting bigger and bigger. When her child is more than three months old, she can already feel the fetal movement. The experienced mammy tells her that she must be a prince who has been full of energy so early. She is not interested in this kind of statement. Whether it is a prince or a princess, it is her Zhuang Luoyan's child. But in this world, men are always preferred.

After listening to banzhuxiang's guqin music, Zhuang Luoyan waved his hand to let the musician back down. The fetus in his belly listens to music two or three times a day, about a quarter of an hour each time. No matter how much, it will disturb people's sleep.

When the musician retired, Fubao, who had been waiting for him, came forward and said, "madam, the people from Shangyi bureau have come to measure you. They say they want to make some thick new clothes for you."

"Half a month ago, I just made several sets. Why did I come here again?" Zhuang Luoyan looked at Fubao lazily, "tell them, don't bother so much."

"Niang Niang, this is specially ordered by the emperor. He said that your royal highness is getting bigger and bigger. Your clothes are too loose to keep warm and too small to be comfortable. So he specially ordered the Royal Highness to make some new clothes for you every month. It's almost new year's day. The people of qintianjian say it's going to snow these days. Madam, how can you not add some clothes? " Fubao said with a smile, "besides, this is not the emperor's love for you, how can you waste the emperor's heart."

"You are more and more able to speak, let them all come in," Zhuang Luoyan stood up with Yunxi's hand and walked a few steps in the room. When Shangyi Bureau finished measuring, he heard the eunuch sing that the emperor was coming.

When he got to the door, he saw the emperor step in. Zhuang Luoyan said with a smile, "why is the emperor here now?"

"It's no big deal today. I'll come to see my child early," he said, holding Zhuang Luoyan's hand and sitting down on the soft couch.

Since Zhuang Luoyan thought that he only liked the prince but not the princess last time, Feng Jin called the baby in her belly a child instead of the emperor. Zhuang Luoyan is very satisfied with Feng Jin's performance during this period. At least Feng Jin's behavior shows his expectation for the child.

When a woman is pregnant, she can let a man take part in some trifles to let him know that it is not easy for a woman. In this way, a man will understand his sense of responsibility as a father more clearly. After the birth of a child, he will have a deeper relationship with the child.

Yunxi, who is waiting beside him, looks at his master and the emperor talking about some trifles with ease. He also looks at the emperor's attitude towards the master, just like an ordinary couple. He can't help thinking that maybe the master's feelings for the emperor are not delusions. At least the emperor has some feelings for the master. Otherwise, how can people pay attention to Xihe palace day by day, and it is impossible to tell stories about his unborn highness almost every day.

She has never seen how other men and women get along with each other, but looking at the master and the emperor, she always thinks it's good. It's just Yunxi's eyes are dim. There are so many women in the palace. Many beautiful young women will enter the palace in the future. Will the emperor treat the master like this at that time?No matter what, she is always worried about her master. The woman who moved her heart in the harem is really pitiful.

"Moving?" Feng Jin gently put his hand on Zhuang Luoyan's abdomen as if it was hot. This was the first time that he clearly felt the slow beat. But this feeling was too novel. He didn't dare to touch the abdomen with more force, as if he could knock the baby with more force.

"Emperor, our children may be playing kicking," said Zhuang Luoyan. Seeing the emperor's face full of novelty, she could not help but smile and put his hand on her abdomen. Then the child in her stomach moved again. Looking at the emperor's excited smile, she opened her eyes and said, "EH, now you are so energetic. The child is greeting you."

The beating under the palm of his hand was so wonderful that Feng Jin could not help bending down, put his face on Zhuang Luoyan's abdomen, and said with a smile, "son, I am your father." then, his face was shocked by his skin, and he suddenly laughed happily.

Looking at a child like man, Zhuang Luoyan smiles, reaches out her hand and caresses the emperor's back. She is satisfied with her step by step. No matter how mature a great man is, he has a childish side. Only when he understands how his life grows up day by day can he pay more attention to it.

How much he looks forward to the child now, how much effort he will make to educate him and look forward to him in the future. It may be hard for children to bear the expectations of their parents, but such children can go further in the royal family. If it is like the second prince sent to the palace, it is really sad.

This man's heart is partial. She has no ability to make him do his best for all the children, but she has to make sure that he values his children the most.

This is not only the helplessness of the times, but also the sorrow of women. If you put it in the previous life, either divorce or castrate him, which woman will endure such a thing and want to live happily with her sisters? Please go to the stallion novels.

After dinner, Feng Jin personally held Zhuang Luoyan's hand and let her walk in the room for several times. They were squeezed into a basin to soak their feet. It seemed that the emperor was still enjoying it.

Zhuang Luoyan put his foot on Feng Jin's instep. "The emperor's feet are very thick. I heard that people with thick feet are blessed."

Feng Jin glanced at Zhuang Luoyan's thin and white feet: "I don't believe it. Your feet are not thick enough. They will also be blessed."

Zhuang Luoyan scratched Feng Jin's feet with his toes, and said with a smile: "among the emperor's blessings, I have more blessings around you."

"You, do your best to believe those messy things," what blessing sachet, what secretly touch the ear, this woman always believe those illusory things, but the heart is hard to resist, Feng Jin stretched out his hand to hold the other hand in the palm, warm and smooth hand let his heart gradually become soft.

After they lay down in the warm quilt, Gao Dezhong Yunxi and others gathered up everything and went out quietly. After closing the door, the servants seemed to hear the faint voice inside.

Gao Dezhong looks at the door behind him. The emperor likes to read all kinds of children's story books in the last two months, and even makes notes on some stories. Now, shouldn't he be discussing the plot with Princess Zhao?

In the room, Zhuang Luoyan was lying on the soft quilt, listening to the emperor's story about how the little white rabbit and the little black rabbit pulled out turnips. Although the level of storytelling did not improve, the spirit was still praiseworthy. She half narrowed her eyes to hear that in the end, she was defeated by the emperor and fell asleep.

This is really a story comparable to a lullaby. I wonder if the children in their stomach will be affected by their storytelling ability in the future.

Outside the window, the first snow of this year began to fall, and the originally quiet Xihe palace became more quiet.

In Changtian building, Qian Wanyi stands in front of the window, looking at the direction of Xihe palace, sleepless.

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