For a month, Sang Zi would record a scripture every day, perhaps because the memory was too good, others copied five or six hours to be able to copy a scripture, Sang Zi only took more than two hours, you can completely write down the scripture.

Of course, in order to show her sincerity, Sang Zi asked people to prepare precious sandalwood ink, smelling the fragrance of sandalwood every day, Sang Zi felt that if she continued like this, she could simply be a hermit, thinking like this, a smile appeared on her face.

"What am I happy about, my beloved concubine?"

Kangxi looked at the woman who had already put away the pen, and couldn't help but say loudly, and hugged his two hands restlessly. Actually, he was more unhappy, for the sake of that damn three months, he didn't even dare to come over.

It is said that a man is a creature of the senses, and Kangxi is naturally no exception, before, because Sang Zi was pregnant with his second son, Kangxi also knew how to measure, so he naturally didn't dare to come nonsense, but after Sang Zi gave birth to Xiao Wu'er, he asked him for three months to cultivate his body.

At that time, Kangxi also felt normal, after all, this woman gave birth to an elder brother for herself, and he was naturally willing to let her body take good care of herself, and add a healthy elder brother to herself, but the idea was very good, and it was difficult to really do it.

There is such a woman, who gave birth to two elder brothers for herself, and also copied Buddhist scriptures for her imperial grandmother with pure filial piety, such a virtuous and virtuous woman, but he can only look at it, but he can't taste it in his mouth, and now he smells the sandalwood fragrance in the air, and the faint fragrance of tea emitted by the woman, he feels that if he endures it any longer, he will not be a man.

Ignoring Sang Zi's surprise, Kangxi threw the brush in her hand into the inkstone, hugged a princess, and the figures of the two disappeared in place.

The people standing outside the door hurriedly left this place of right and wrong, only Xiao Baocheng stretched his little face, looked at the locked hall with a stern face, and didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and later, everyone found that their master seemed to be unhappy, until he was sleepy, he nested in the cradle obediently and slept with his younger brother.

When it was early in the morning, Kangxi left satisfied, raised his eyes and saw Bao Cheng in neat clothes, Kangxi was even happier, and his big hand pinched Bao Cheng's face twice, and left with Liang Jiugong.

Liang Jiugong, who followed behind, really felt that the emperor was bad-hearted, and he didn't see the second elder brother pursing his little lips tightly, and his little face was strict, just holding back his anger, but you are good, you are still at this time, pinching other people's faces proudly, you are doing this on purpose!

Actually, he was really said by Liang Jiugong, Kangxi himself didn't know how he provoked his son, every time they met, he had to have a strict little face, as if he didn't want to see himself, he was the emperor of this kid, how could a son see Ama like this?

So, the resentful Kangxi is a little childish, you say that I am an emperor who has a lot of opportunities, dealing with the government outside every day, and finally came to find his beloved concubine once, your son, just give yourself this Ama face, if he doesn't bully him, how can he say that he is an Amma?

Sang Zi, who was bathing, didn't know that his son and Kangxi had staged a wonderful father-son drama, if he knew, it is estimated that he would also complain about Kangxi bullying the small, who made him Amma!

However, Sang Zi didn't have a chance to see it, and when she came out, she saw her son sweetly calling herself 'Eniang', she kissed Baocheng's little face a few times, and Zhiqin next to her had already prepared more than half a bowl of soup for her, and a bunch of mother and son quickly drank it, and left in Luan.

"Your sisters came early, but my sister got up a little late today. As she spoke, the imperial concubine sat in her seat with a smile on her face.

"Concubines (slaves and maids), please say hello to the imperial concubine's sister (Niangniang), the imperial concubine's sister (Niangniang) is blessed with longevity and health!"

Everyone pinched their veils in unison and saluted.

"Sisters, please get up!" the imperial concubine said in a deep voice.

"Concubines (slaves and maids) thank the emperor and concubine sister (Niangniang) for her grace!" With that, everyone stood up and walked to their seats and sat down.

Sang Zi didn't pay attention to those jealous eyes, but walked to his chair and sat down, glanced at the women with sharp eyes, and took a sip of the tea offered by Zhiqin.

"Sister Yifei is so blessed, I didn't expect the emperor to love my sister so much. As he spoke, his eyes fell on Sang Zi's neck, and a trace of jealousy leaked from his eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he looked down and generous.

Sang Zi also complained a little, but she had no choice but to appear in everyone's sight with a big kiss mark, but according to her identity and the two elder brothers, if Kangxi didn't favor her, it seemed a little unreasonable.

took a sip of the fragrant tea in his hand and smiled: "Sister Imperial Concubine is the real blessing, you can stay in your palace and raise the baby with peace of mind." As she spoke, she looked at Ruyue: "I heard that the matter of this draft was handed over to Sister Wenxi, it seems that Sister Wenxi's lazy careful thinking is about to fail." ”

"If you fail, you will fail, if you can share the worries of the emperor and the imperial concubine, Wen Xi is naturally willing. Ruyue also said on the side, as bright as the smile on her face was, as bright as it was.

The imperial concubine hated it very much, because of her pregnancy, the queen mother let her raise the fetus in her palace with peace of mind, originally there was nothing, and she was responsible for the show, but because of the farce at the beginning, the draft was postponed for a month, and at this critical time, she had a body again.

Although she knew that these things were a last resort, she still couldn't help but be jealous, obviously she was the first to enter the palace, but why couldn't she give birth to the imperial heir for so many years, it just so happened that Concubine Yi was so lucky, and she gave birth to two elder brothers after three years in the palace, how could she not be jealous?

Picking up the teacup on the table, the imperial concubine gently skimmed the tea leaves on it, she kept telling herself in her heart that she must not be angry, but her heart was never able to calm down, and at this time, there was a trace of poison in her eyes, and the cup in her hand fell in response.

"Ah, Hongu has a stomachache. ”