The red incense warms the pavilion, and the vermilion yarn sways lightly.

When Zhuo Yijia woke up leisurely, what greeted him was the big red tent top and Di Lian. Suddenly, it was like returning to the night in the West Wing.

"Awake?" Someone next to him whispered.

Zhuo Yijia turned his head and looked at Zhao Fengyao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a smile on his face, for some reason, he turned his head to look around, and said softly: "Why are you here?" ”

As he spoke, Zhuo Yijia was about to get up and stand up.

"This is the palace, why am I not there?" Zhao Fengyao, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, said, looked at Zhuo Yijia who was about to get up, and hurriedly stepped forward and held her shoulder: "Don't get up, have a good rest." ”

Excited and cautious.

Zhuo Yijia let Zhao Fengyao help him lie on the bed, and then looked at him a little blankly: "What's wrong?" ”

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia, with a chuckle on his face, his eyes were crooked, and he didn't speak. Holding his hands, he rubbed them nervously and excitedly.

Zhuo Yijia looked at Zhao Fengyao inexplicably, and then turned his head to look to the side: "What about Qingling?" Zhuo Yijia asked, his gaze paused, and fell on the group of imperial doctors kneeling below.

"Qingling went to Zhuo's house to inform General Zhuo." Zhao Fengyao said, stretched out her hand and pulled the quilt of La Zhuoyijia, and put her hand that was resting outside.

The room was too warm and the quilt was too thick. Zhuo Yijia was a little hot. She stretched out her hand and slapped the quilt, her eyes swept over the imperial doctor kneeling in front of the bed and the palace attendant standing next to her, looked at Zhao Fengyao and said, "What's the notice?" What's going on? ”

"I'm going to be a father." Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia, his eyes were like a deep torch, like fire, full of affection.

Zhuo Yijia stood up for a moment, looked at Zhao Fengyao, and didn't react for a while: "Is it related to me?" ”

Zhao Fengyao leaned down, pulled Zhuo Yijia's arm, pulled it into his arms, hugged it gently, and laughed: "You're afraid of being a stupid Zhuo Si?" ”

Zhuo Yijia let Zhao Fengyao hold him, tilted his head slightly, and looked at his knife-like face.

Zhao Fengyao also tilted his head and looked at Zhuo Yijia's eyes. The smiling eyes shone like a little star: "You're going to be a mother, my little general." ”

"Mother?" Zhuo Yijia murmured softly, she looked at Zhao Fengyao: "You say, I'm going to be a mother?" ”

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia's stunned appearance, laughed, and hugged Zhuo Yijia tighter: "Why do I think that when you enter the Zhaoyang Hall for a while, the whole person will become a fool." ”

Zhao Fengyao's soft murmur was still in Zhuo Yijia's ear, she gently pushed Zhao Fengyao away, lowered her head slightly, looked at her lower abdomen, stretched out her hand in a daze, and touched her flat belly: "I have a body?" ”

"yes, we're going to be a daddy." Zhao Fengyao wrapped his hands around Zhuo Yijia's waist, but he didn't hold it. He looked at Zhuo Yijia's face, the whole person was like a sun, smiling, warm, and reaching people's hearts.

"Daddy?" Zhuo Yijia looked at his flat lower abdomen and said blankly.

Parents?

Zhuo Yijia thought of her father.

Suddenly, she raised her head, looked at Zhao Fengyao, smiled, the corners of her mouth were bent, her eyes were bent, she leaned forward and kissed Zhao Fengyao's cheek.

Zhao Fengyao was stunned, he looked at Zhuo Yijia who was smiling in a daze, and seemed to be unable to react.

Your father-in-law raised his hand and walked out quietly with the imperial doctors and palace attendants in the palace.

After your father-in-law walked out, he looked at the hall where there were only two people, and then gently closed the door.

After a while, he suddenly stood up, hugged Zhuo Yijia on the bed, took a step back and turned around ecstatically.

"I'm going to be a father, hahahahahaha! Ahhh ”

Zhuo Yijia pursed her lips and smiled with Zhao Fengyao. Let him hold him in circles.

After a long while, Zhao Fengyao stood still holding Zhuo Yijia. Then he looked at her fixedly, took a breath, put away his smile, and asked, "Zhuo Si, do you want to have a baby with me?" ”

Zhuo Yijia bent her eyes, looked at Zhao Fengyao with a smile, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

"Are you sure you want to have a baby with me?" Zhuo Yijia nodded again without hesitation: "Yes." ”

Zhao Fengyao looked at Zhuo Yijia blankly, laughed wildly, and then straightened up, hugged her tightly, leaned over her ear, and opened his mouth: "I'm so afraid that you won't want him when you wake up." ”

Zhuo Yijia stood on the warm blanket in the hall, her toes slightly cushioned. She smiled, "Why don't I want him." ”

Zhao Fengyao didn't respond, and then let go of Zhuo Yijia, looked at her tenderly, smiled, and hugged again: "Zhuo Si, you have changed." ”

Zhuo Yijia nodded, rested her chin on Zhao Fengyao's shoulder, and replied gently: "Yes, I have changed." ”

As she spoke, she paused, and her tone was a little coquettish: "Then do you think that I was better before, or is it better for me now." ”

Zhao Fengyao didn't answer, he turned his head, kissed Zhuo Yijia's ear, and said, "It's all good." ”

Zhuo Yijia smiled, let Zhao Fengyao hold him, and put his hand up: "Thank you, big brother." ”

Thank you for being by my side all these years; Thank you for always tolerating my selfishness and coldness; Thank you for always working for me; Thank you for doing what you don't want to do for me and being at my mercy.

Thank you also for loving me all the time.

"No thanks." Zhao Fengyao said softly, his voice was soft, like a low piano sound, very good.

Zhuo Yijia buried his head in Zhao Fengyao's arms and sighed softly: "Although I am willing to give birth to this child for you, I am also willing to establish a future." However, I don't want to live in the deep palace. ”

In her past and present lives, she was tired of the harem. Her life was bought by so many people, and she never cherished it for half her life. Now, I want to listen to the words of those who love her and live well.

But to live well, the first thing I don't want is to stay in the deep palace.

Zhao Fengyao's smile slowly dissipated. He let go of Zhuo Yijia and looked at her with some apprehension.

"But if you want me to stay in the palace, I'll stay in the palace." As he spoke, Zhuo Yijia hooked his lips and said softly.

Zhao Fengyao stroked Zhuo Yijia's hair and did not speak. Then he gently hugged her in his arms.

The twilight of the year is cold, and the light incense warms the hall. Zhuo Yijia was lying in Zhao Fengyao's arms, tilting her head slightly, looking at the red plum painting screen next to her.