At the beginning of April of the seventh year of Qianlong, Hao Ming returned to the Changchun Immortal Pavilion after a half-year absence.

The queen still lives in the Kaiyun Palace, Concubine Xian or Wanfang Anhe Palace, and Concubine Yi Bai also lives in the Zibi Mountain House as usual, everything is the same. However, this year's extra concubine Borzigit was arranged by the emperor in the Qiongluan Hall where the former Huixian and noble concubines Gao lived.

Everyone thinks that Huixian Guifei was the heart of the emperor in his early years, with the background of Baoyi, she was listed as the fourth concubine when she was alive, and she was posthumously named a concubine when she died, and she was buried in a beautiful way. The concubine lives in the Qiongluan Palace, which is undoubtedly a great grace and glory in the eyes of the vast majority of people.

And the front hall of the Changchun Immortal Pavilion was originally called Jingming Hall, but now it has changed the plaque and raised one level, called "Jingming Palace", these three words are written stupidly and blackly, it can be seen that it is the handwriting of His Majesty the Emperor.

The emperor bestows the name of the palace, which is naturally a way to express his favor. But Ming Ming stood under the steps of the main hall, but it was a black line for a long time.

Shaking his head helplessly, he entered the main hall and asked Banxia to go to the treasury to pick up a few new Su Aya, the silk cloth is soft, and the elasticity is very good, it is naturally suitable for intimate clothes. The underwear she had promised the emperor to make was now time to do it. The clothes inside should not be too dark, and there is no need for too many patterns, plain and simple is the best, Hao Ming glanced at it, and then took a fancy to the moon-white plain silk, so he took it and scratched it with paraffin wax according to the size, and began to cut.

At the same time, the pig girl is already one year and one month old, and she thought that she would come to the Old Summer Palace soon, so she postponed the weaning day until now. Piggy's four nurses. He didn't bring it with him, he stayed in the palace directly, and handed it over to the Internal Affairs Office to be responsible for arranging to leave the palace.

Humming just got off the scissors and cut less than halfway. In the side hall, there was the sound of pigs crying and grabbing the ground.

Ming expected this to happen, sighed, and asked Grandma Sun to bring the pig back.

The pig girl can already walk, the height of three pieces of tofu, fat like a ball, but it quickly rolled to the feet of Mingming, and the pig girl cried. hugged Bo Ming's calf, and grabbed it with his limbs, trying to climb on Bo Ming's body.

Humming picked her up. Resting on his lap, "Alright, stop crying!"

Piggy's mouth was deflated enough to hang a soy sauce bottle, and she snorted twice. Like a calf, he arched up to his crooked breast. It's begging for milk!

Humming pushed her head away. "You're weaning now! Weaning, you know?!"

"No!!" Pig Girl spit out such a word clearly in her little mouth, and looked at Mingming with tears in her eyes, looking at Mingming's chest.

Mama Sun brought a bowl of Yutian rouge rice porridge that was boiled very badly, and handed it to Ming with a smile.

Hao Ming stirred it with a small spoon, blew the hot air, and scooped a spoonful and sent it to the pig's mouth: "Oh, I'll eat this in the future!"

The pig girl puffed angrily and pulled her fat face away. pouted and said, "Eniang, bad!!"

Boom glared at Piggy. "Don't be willful, your fifth sister is also starting to wean now, you are more than a month older than her!"

The pig girl still looked at Ming with a pair of eyes full of accusations and grievances.

"Come, good, take a sip!" "Humming once again brought the rouge rice porridge to the pig's pouting mouth.

Pig Niu raised her chubby little hand and hit it on the small porcelain spoon. Ming didn't expect his fat girl to come to this, and he really didn't grasp it firmly in his hand, and the spoon flew out all of a sudden, and it fell directly on the ground!

"Don't eat it!!" the pig girl yelled.

Hao Ming was so angry that her nose smoked from her posture of a bear child, so she hated and said, "Okay, if you have a kind, you can eat everything!" Rouge rice is a rare thing, this thing is only produced in Yutian County, the output of only a few hundred catties a year, all of which are listed as tributes for the inner court to enjoy. Concubines with low status can only eat ordinary japonica rice, but they can't eat rouge rice!

With a bang, Bang Ming put the empty bowl on the kang table. saw the pig girl staring straight at the red porridge hanging on the inner wall of the empty bowl, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Humming smiled secretly, this girl is the most impatient to be hungry, and she will never go on a hunger strike for weaning!

The pig girl snorted, her eyes were full of tears again, she pulled her sleeves, and called pitifully: "Eniang......" Then the pair of slender eyes looked directly at Mingming's plump breasts, and swallowed another mouthful of saliva.

He poked the pig's fleshy cheeks and said, "Don't sell me pity! I don't eat this! If you are interested, obediently give me porridge and minced meat, anyway, you are not allowed to eat milk!"

Mama Sun on the side was distressed, so she brought a bowl of honey red bean double skin milk, "Niangniang, you have to come slowly, it's better to ask the fourth princess to eat some milk first." ”

Pig Niu glanced at the milky white milk drink with a little red beans, still a little unhappy.

Hao Ming glanced at it lightly, "You can only eat one cup of milk a day at most!"

Zhu Niu probably knew that this milk was not easy to come by, so she obediently came up and was fed by Grandma Sun spoonful.

The craftsmanship of the eunuch in the dining room is naturally needless to say, the honey red bean double skin milk is soft and glutinous and sweet, and the milk fragrance is overflowing, and the pig girl tossed and cried so much, and she was really hungry and empty, and she ate a big cup in one go, and she could see the bottom of it, but she still didn't look full.

Hao Ming said, "Let's give her the next bowl of sesame rice balls." "—It's sweet and soft, just right for a child.

Zhu Niu pointed to the empty bowl on the kang, full of longing.

"Want to eat rouge rice porridge?" asked Ming Ming with his lips raised, and sure enough, what he couldn't eat was the best!

The pig girl quickly nodded her little head, and softly called "Eniang", looking coquettish.

Grandma Sun smiled and said, "There is still a dining room in the back, so the slave will go and serve a bowl!"

Hao Ming wiped the pig's milk-stained chin with a soft silk, "Isn't it just to eat porridge obediently? In this world, there are more delicious things, what's the taste of just eating milk?"

The pig girl bit her fingers, as if she didn't understand.

After feeding the pig girl half a bowl of rouge rice porridge, this girl finally had a full burp, and asked Grandma Sun to take a nap. And she can finally make panties for Piggy and her father.

After cutting the front and back pieces first, and then sewing them together with a needle, Humming has tried his best to make the stitches a little finer, but it is still 108,000 miles away from the craftsmanship of the sewing room. After stitching, it is sewn on the waist position of the cow tendon - the pants of this era are all laced, not to mention the trouble, there is no elasticity. His underwear has always been made of beef tendons, and it won't be much troublesome to sew them compared to the laced ones.

After a busy afternoon, it was not until the red sun set ten minutes in the west that the humming was finally completed.

A pair of four-cornered underwear, I have to be busy for most of the day, and it can be seen how the level of the female celebrity is Mingming.

In the evening, when the emperor came, Ming Ming was holding the pig girl on his lap and eating dinner for her. Although children who have reached the age of one can already eat meat and vegetarian food, the diet can not be similar to that of adults, one child has no strength in the teeth, some things that are too hard to bite, and the second is that the gastrointestinal digestion ability is much weaker than that of adults, and some things that are not good to restrain cannot be eaten for her.

Therefore, the recipe of the pig girl has figured it out by herself, and the dinner is a bowl of minced egg custard and a bowl of stewed lotus leaf porridge with extremely bad stew.

The emperor smiled and rubbed his fat girl's head, "In the Zibi Mountain House, Namu Qiuke is crying a lot, or my Jing'er is the most well-behaved." ”

Bo Ming sneered, "When the pig girl was crying just now, the emperor didn't see it, and the beams of the house were about to collapse!"

Zhu Niu understood what she was saying, and immediately pouted and was unhappy, arched into the emperor's arms, and rubbed her fat face against her, "Ama, Eniang, bad!"

Hao Ming snorted and said, "See, in front of me, you dare to sue!"

The pig girl looked unafraid, and turned her head and stuck out her tongue at the scream.

The emperor laughed happily, picked up his daughter and threw it into the sky three times, giggling happily at the piggyback.

Hao Ming put down the small half bowl of uneaten lotus leaf porridge, and said lightly: "It seems that I am full." So he called Mama Sun in and told her to take the pig girl down to sleep.

After washing his hands, he took out the moon-white four-cornered underwear that he had just sewn before the meal from the needle box and handed it to the emperor.

The emperor glanced at it and couldn't help but show a little disgust, "Why are the stitches so thick?"

He crooked his mouth angrily: "Don't pull it down!" and threw it back into the needle box.

The emperor smiled, but Mei Zizi picked up the four-cornered underwear, compared it with his body, and without saying a word, he untied his wide clothes and stripped himself naked.

Humming secretly snorted, this dry scum dragon was really getting more and more undisciplined, so he hurriedly looked away and didn't look.

After a while, the dry scum dragon took off the four-cornered underwear again, put it on the table and said, "It's not suitable!

Ming looked suspicious: "I'm here according to the size, how can it be inappropriate?!"

The dry slag dragon was extremely thick-skinned, so he stood in front of her so nakedly, and pointed to the crotch of the square underwear, and pouted: "Panic!"

Strangle...... Panic......

Forehead...... Humming secretly glanced at the lump between the legs of the dry scum dragon, and suddenly wanted to cover his face. She actually forgot to consider this factor! She only made N-sized boxer panties according to the waist circumference of the dry slag dragon according to the style of making underwear for herself before......

As a result, the freshly baked underwear is strangulated with the dragon eggs of His Majesty the Dry Slag Dragon!

"Ahem!" "Ahem!" said with a look of embarrassment, "Then I'll change it." "—Turn around and take the crotch apart and attach a piece of cloth.

The dry scum dragon shook the bird at her, and snorted angrily, "You did it on purpose, right?!"

Ming hurriedly shook her head like a rattle, she really didn't mean to, she simply forgot the part that men have more than women......

The Dry Scum Dragon Demon sneered: "This is the part I use most often on you, can you still forget it?......!"

The night was beautiful, and there is no need to say much. (To be continued.) )