"Hanxue, you don't have to worry too much," at this time, Yang An sat down and covered the quilt for her, and said in a good voice: "The most important thing for pregnant women after giving birth is confinement, let the maids take good care of you during this time, the child will be fine if there is a wet nurse." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Thank you for your concern," Zhuang Hanxue held Yang An's hand with tears in the corners of her eyes: "The concubine can give birth to a son for the prince, which is a blessing that the concubine has cultivated all her life." It's just that this nurse is not a person known by the concubine, and she is always worried about handing over the child to her. ”

"And what are the princess's plans?" Yang An asked thoughtfully, his attitude towards Zhuang Hanxue was no longer as cold as before.

"The concubine wants the queen to help find a wet nurse in the palace, so that she can be confined with peace of mind."

"Okay, this king will send a letter to the palace today."

Seeing that Yang An promised him, Zhuang Hanxue breathed a sigh of relief. She secretly looked at Cheng Jingjing, and sure enough, the other party looked unwilling.

In any case, she will not let the child fall into the hands of this person, even if she fights for her life, she has to protect this child.

Thinking of the sound of the little prince howling and crying, Zhuang Hanxue couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. It must be Cheng Jingjing's slut who is bad to the child, otherwise the little prince would not cry for no reason.

After Yang An and the others left, Zhuang Hanxue ordered someone to drive the nurse out. Seeing that Huaiyu brought the baby back, she hurriedly reached out and took it.

Looking at the sleeping baby in her arms, her eyes were full of pity. Huaiyu said happily on the side: "Congratulations to the princess for having a noble son, so that no one in the palace can shake your position." This little prince is really handsome, like the prince and the princess. ”

"That's nature," Zhuang Hanxue gently stroked the baby's delicate cheeks, and said with a loving look in her eyes: "This child must be the dragon and phoenix among people in the future, but there are too many villains around him, and this princess needs to be on guard for him from time to time." ”

"That Cheng Jingjing is really hateful!"

Huaiyu said angrily: "Just now she deliberately didn't let the princess hold the little prince, and pretended to be a good person in front of the prince, the slave knew that she was uneasy and kind when she saw her, why didn't the prince understand." ”

"The authorities are confused," Zhuang Hanxue put the child into the cradle and said coldly: "Now that this princess has a child, the prince will not pounce on her with all his thoughts, and this princess will see how long she can be proud." ”

"What the princess said is," Huaiyu picked up the rattle and shook it, "The little prince looks so clever and cute, the prince's eyes have not been removed from him, presumably the prince will come over every day in the future, and we will come here in Luofeng Courtyard every day." At that time, those who have nothing to do with it, etc., it will be difficult to see the prince. ”

In the corridor filled with autumn breeze, Cheng Jingjing and Yang An walked side by side inside.

At this time, the weather is getting colder and colder, and the cold wind is blowing people's cheeks. Cheng Jingjing lifted the hair around her ears, and just wanted to open her mouth but was stopped by Yang An's words.

"Jingjing, what name do you say this king will marry for the little prince?"

Yang An didn't speak for a long time, it turned out that he was immersed in his thoughts for this matter. Cheng Jingjing felt a pain in her heart, it seemed that she would never be the only one in his heart. Looking at the child, her heart was full of irrepressible envy and jealousy. If her child hadn't died in an accident, he would have been a year old by now.

"You can take whatever the prince likes," she said lightly: "This child was not born to me, so let's discuss the name with Sister Zhuang." ”

Seeing her cold expression, Yang An guessed what she was thinking, and said softly: "Your body is almost recovered, and it won't be long before we have our children, and then this king will be by your side day and night, so that you will not be hurt in the slightest." ”

Unexpectedly, he would know his thoughts, Cheng Jingjing's nose was sour, and she leaned on Yang An's arms.

"Lord Wang, I thought you had forgotten about that kid......"

"How can you forget," Yang An said in a hoarse voice, "That is our first child, and this king will never forget him." Prepare for the day of his death, and you and I will go to visit him and accompany him. ”

"Yes."

Cheng Jingjing nodded and hugged him tightly. This heartbreak can only be felt by the other party, if there is no Yang An, I am afraid that I will not be able to bear the pain of losing my son.

In a blink of an eye, the season is in the middle of winter, and Cheng Jingjing is very bored during this time. Since Zhuang Hanxue's child was born, Yang An went over there to visit their mother and son from time to time, and he had less thoughts on himself. The little prince was smart and lovely, not at all as sinister and vicious as his mother, and even he sometimes liked it.

It seems that if the revenge matter drags on like this, I am afraid that I will be reluctant to attack that child......

"Princess, it's cold today, you can drink a cup of ginger tea."

The painting interrupted Cheng Jingjing's thoughts on the side and poured her a cup of hot ginger tea. Seeing a mist rise from the cup, Cheng Jingjing asked lazily, "It's snowing outside?" ”

"It's been raining for hours," said the painter, "you've been sitting here for a long time, do you want the slave to help you out and see the snow?" ”

"It's okay," Cheng Jingjing sighed: "I've been in the house for a long time, and I'm about to get moldy." It is estimated that the prince will not come today, you call Shangyuexi and Ling'er, and everyone will go out to enjoy the snow together. ”

"The slave knows."

He put down the teapot and turned to look for the two wild girls. Since the silver bell came, Yuexi has another playmate. The two have nothing to do on weekdays to quarrel and quarrel, but after a while, they get together again, and they are simply a happy couple.

The snow in this Anwang Mansion is another scene.

Cheng Jingjing and the three maids walked in the snow-covered plum garden, and couldn't help but sigh at the beautiful scenery in front of them. She had never had the heart to observe the plum blossoms before, but now it seems that she has missed a lot of views.

"Princess, this plum blossom is blooming just right, do you want to pick a few branches and put them in the house?"

At this time, Huabian stood behind her to hold an umbrella for her, and Yuexi and Yinling ran to the side to have a snowball fight and had a good time. Cheng Jingjing nodded and said: "I have this intention, by the way, I will send some more to the prince, he can enjoy the flowers and relax when he is tired of reading." ”

"If the prince knew that you were so hearted, he would definitely be very happy."

As he spoke, he moved the umbrella in his hand to block the snowflakes for Cheng Jingjing, so that she could pick the flower branches with peace of mind. Not long after, Cheng Jingjing's arms were full of fragrant plum blossoms, stained with unmelted snow, which made people like it.

"Why did the princess pick so much?" The painter smiled: "These plum blossoms can't fit in two vases, but the princess wants to use them to make pastries?" ”

"Who said it can't be plugged in," Cheng Jingjing fiddled with the flower branches in her hand and said, "These are for the prince, these are for the prince, these are for back, and there are still these, send them to Mrs. Wen." ”

When he heard the name, he didn't dare to answer for a while. They knew that Cheng Jingjing hated Wen Miao so much, so it had been a long time since anyone dared to mention this name in front of her.