Hearing this, Su Wanqing lost her mind for a moment, and then she came back to her senses, just lowered her head and smiled, "Jingcai people..."

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Su Wanqing couldn't help laughing at herself, saying that she didn't care but still minded. In her mind, she had the tranquil and elegant appearance of a quiet talent, and such a woman should be blessed.

"Yuying, prepare some congratulatory gifts and send them over! I'm tired and want to rest for a while, this maple dew tea can be drunk after a while. With that, she slowly stood up and walked towards the dormitory with the help of Ruihong.

The news that Jingcai was pregnant caused a sensation in most of the harem, and when it reached the front of the emperor, the emperor was also a little incredulous. After checking the records of the respectful room, the days are all compatible, the emperor issued an order, Jin Jingcai is a concubine, and he has put a lot of rewards, which is enough to see Longen.

Changchun Palace was noisy, the narrow ear room was crowded with people, in addition to the concubine and the concubine, the concubine also came to condole, and the concubine was a little restrained.

"The emperor only visited his sister once, and his sister became pregnant, which shows that the blessing is profound. In the past, you took care of Wei Yun, but now I can't let her trouble you anymore, you, rest assured. Concubine Shu's face was full of smiles, but it was far-fetched. Just finished cleaning up a Yuan Xingying, and another concubine came, as if God was against her.

Jing Concubine is gentle, not like Yuan Xingying, once she gains momentum, she walks sideways like a crab. She bowed her head and said, "Niangniang's words are serious, thanks to Niangniang's care, there are concubines today." ”

"With Concubine Shu taking care of you, the emperor naturally has no worries." Concubine Xian glanced at Concubine Shu with a special charm, and then looked around the crowded ear room, "Now that Sister Jing has also been promoted to the concubine position, it is too aggrieved to live in this ear room again." ”

Concubine Shu replied with a smile, "I'm wronged, and I'll arrange for the minions to move Concubine Jing's things to the right side hall later." At this time, it's better to let her rest first, the first pregnancy is the most likely to be sleepy. ”

Concubine Jing restrained herself from talking to them, she was already tired, and when she heard Concubine Shu say this, she got up and saluted, "Xie Niangniang is compassionate, and the concubine is grateful." ”

Concubine Shu raised her hand, and went out with Concubine Xian and the others. Sending these big Buddhas away, Concubine Jing breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little master, the slave and maid help you to rest!"

Concubine Jing shook her head, her eyes wandering and sad, without the joy and excitement of motherhood.

"Little master, what's wrong with you, you are pregnant with the imperial heir, you should be happy!"

Concubine Jing's status is humble, and she didn't treat the palace maids who served in the past as if she were sisters. She took the hand of the palace maid Le Ling and lamented, "I'm afraid I won't be able to give birth to this child." ”

Le Ling was startled, and made silent gestures again and again, "Why did the little master say this, if you give birth to the prince and princess, your status in this palace will be different, and you will no longer have to be treated coldly." ”

Jing Concubine Youyou turned her gaze to the coarse tea foam floating in the tea cup, "I see the end of the Yuan family, even if I want to give birth to a child, how can they allow it?" Even if they don't care and let me give birth to a child, it's pitiful, I will eventually be separated from the child! ”

Concubine Jing was dripping, miserable and pitiful, Le Ling only said, "The slave and maid will definitely be careful, besides, the Internal Affairs Office will send another person to the little master to wait, and it will definitely not let the wicked succeed." ”

"How is that possible!" Concubine Jing wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, "In the past, the Yuan clan was long and enhe, and he could not escape the fate of being calculated, but the eldest son of the poor emperor was implicated like that." If my child were to go that way, I... I broke my liver and sausage! It's better to never have one! ”

I don't know how long I sobbed, but Concubine Jing stopped crying.

That night, the emperor drove Changchun Palace and came to accompany her. Just looking at the sword-eyed, starry-eyed, solemn and mighty man, she was a little stunned, as if she was in a dream.

"This tea is brewed well, although it is old tea, but if you control the heat, it is also fragrant." The emperor held the teacup, and his bony palms were broad and powerful.

Concubine Jing stood aside, squatted slightly and said, "The emperor praises falsely." ”

The emperor glanced inadvertently out of the corner of his eye, but saw her standing half a foot away from him, and said with a smile, "You come and sit, what are you doing so far away." ”

Concubine Jing sat down, still straight. The emperor put down the teacup in his hand, and suddenly put his hand on her lower abdomen, and even the corners of his eyes were shining strangely, "It's really amazing, my child is actually born here." ”

Xu was too eager for an heir, and the emperor was particularly generous and courteous to Concubine Jing. Concubine Jing became more and more at a loss, not knowing how to deal with this sudden favor.

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The night is sultry, and the crescent moon is like a hook. There was silence everywhere, and the palace ban was calm, only the sound of the wind.

An oil lamp flickered, cutting out the pretty shadow of a beautiful woman. Su Wanqing was dressed in a robe, supported his forehead with his elbows, and was half-asleep and leaned beside the kang, but his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he seemed to be extremely unstable.

The door of the hall creaked and was pushed, Su Wanqing seemed to feel the sound, moved his body slightly, and saw that the color curtain was lifted, and two people stepped in front and back.

"You're here..."Su Wanqing snorted, rubbed his temples, and struggled to come to his senses.

Concubine Jin stuffed a sachet into her hand, "I've been waiting for a long time, smell it, you can wake up." ”

Su Wanqing put the sachet to her nose and sniffed it, and the smell instantly rushed to the top of her head, and it was difficult to be sleepy. She noticed the cloak behind Concubine Jin, "This is..."

Concubine Jin turned around and said to the person behind her, "Mama, put down the cloak!" ”

Under the cloak was a white-haired old woman, with wrinkles on her face and a rickety back, but she was so thin that she was only skinny and bone-covered, and she looked a little crazy.

"The old slave meets Jieyu Niangniang..."

Su Wanqing hurriedly got up to help her, "Old lady doesn't have to be polite, tonight, please know everything." ”

"Yes."

Help the old lady to sit down on the low pier, and Su Wanqing and Concubine Jin Fang An sat down.

"Mama is the one who served the Queen Mother back then?"

The old lady shook her head, "The slave maid Fangyu is not serving the Queen Mother, but serving the concubines of the first Yue in the same palace as the Queen Mother." ”

Su Wanqing suddenly realized, "That's the case." ”

"What Jieyu Niangniang wants to know, the old slave knows. When the queen mother was still the first emperor's Yu Zhaoyi, it was the sixth day of the first month of August, the old slave remembered clearly, when the old slave was waiting for the first noble concubine to take medicine, the main hall suddenly came from Zhaoyi's cry, probably to give birth. After a cup of tea, Zhaoyi's aunt came to drive us out of the palace, saying that we were not allowed to stay in Yikun Palace to disturb Zhaoyi's production. ”

"Why? Yikun Palace is so big, can't you stay in your own palace? Su Wanqing wondered.

A hint of a gloomy smile appeared on the old lady's face, "Because Yu Zhaoyi has a ghost in her heart, if we wait in the palace, she will definitely not be able to play her own tricks." She wasn't actually pregnant at all, how could she have a baby?! ”