The volume was so ethereal that it didn't work, and the person who spoke didn't seem to have fully woken up from his sleep, and let out a more muttered grunt.

But after years of getting along, Ming Jinghan was extremely sensitive to something about Xianxian, and he woke up almost the moment she spoke.

It was still the frighteningly empty Changming Palace, or the huge dragon bed that was cold and cold, but he was holding a person in his arms, and her scattered ink hair was scattered on his pillowed arm, entangled with his hair that was also scattered.

He hugged Hyun-hyun.

The unreality of being lost and regained has not passed away, Rao is quiet has come back for a full year, and the huge ceremony after the closure has also been held, Ming Jinghan is still worried about her departure at any time in the bottom of her heart.

At most, you need to see her at least once in an hour, otherwise you won't be able to do anything, it's best to have physical contact when you can meet and get along, you can't hold hands and at least feel the temperature of her leaning on your body, breakfast and dinner must be used together, and you can't go to bed at night......

Ming Jinghan suppressed it and thought that it was very low-key and subtle, but in the former dynasty, the rumors that His Majesty could not leave the queen mother were that a three-year-old baby could also say three or five.

Just like at this time, Zhang Xi's father-in-law, who was ordered not to enter the dormitory, was anxiously circling outside the hall gate, thinking about what way to remind His Majesty that it was almost late, but His Majesty on the dragon bed reached out to hold the person in his arms tighter, and closed his eyes nostalgically and wanted to lie on the bed.

Then he was kicked in the belly.5./books/41/41621/

Shocking thief, the third lady of waste materials.

That power is not great, or rather, even the wise and martial Mingzong Xià doesn't know whether he was punched or kicked just now.

His Majesty, who was promoted to father-to-be, stepped back, reached out to touch Jinghao's bulging belly, and greeted the little guy who got up inside, "Baby, good morning." ”

The little guy said hello to his father again.

I don't know if it's the reason why Ming Jinghan loves to talk to the little guy in his stomach too much, as soon as he opened his mouth, the little guy moved very happily, and directly staged a full martial arts in Jinghao's stomach.

After Jing Hao was woken up, he didn't forget to glare at him fiercely, and his eyes were full of accusations against him for conniving with the child in the morning.

She didn't have a strict pregnancy reaction when she was pregnant with this child, except for retching two mouthfuls at the beginning, which scared Ming Jinghan so much that she pulled the entire Tai Hospital to camp outside the Changming Palace, and then she was so quiet that she didn't look like she was pregnant at all, and even in addition to her increasingly bulging belly, even her figure looked extraordinarily slender.

It's just that his temper suddenly became moody, and his favorite thing to do is to tease Ming Jinghan, and then touch his hair after angering, and come three or five times a day without getting bored.

At the beginning, the palace people who served in the Changming Hall were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe, but later, it was Ming Jinghan who didn't look angry from time to time, and was coaxed by her again, just to make her live a comfortable life.

It seems that the emperor who was not angry but mighty, and bled with a wave of his hand in the past five years or so was an illusion.

The queen mother got up, and her majesty no longer had the reason to stay in bed, so she cleaned up and went to the morning court.

After the palace ladies returned home without the excuse of the death of the queen mother, the ministers in the court also saw the truth clearly after struggling for half a month, and quite consciously controlled the time of the court meeting within half an hour, so that the majesty who could not leave the queen mother could not go back to relieve the lovesickness.

The weather in late autumn has cooled down, Ming Jinghan came back and changed into regular clothes, and then accompanied Jing to have some breakfast, and took her hand to visit the imperial garden according to the instructions of the imperial doctor.

Because of the first few times he was pinched by the black history when he was a child, Ming Jinghan didn't use the scenery to find memories, but only picked out some interesting things that the people below specially collected to say.

“…… It turned out that the woman saw that Tanhualang was too handsome, and she was in love but shy to speak, so she actually thought of such a way, and climbed the courtyard wall of Tanhualang's house in the middle of the night, making such a joke. ”

After Ming Jinghan finished speaking, he went to see Jing Hao, originally thinking that she would reply a few words, as long as he talked about the woman's affection for Tanhualang, he could say a few words of love affectionately.

He was afraid that if he didn't say anything, Hyun Hyun would forget how much he loved her and leave him again.

After more than a year, the love words spoken by His Majesty can be compiled into a book by the palace people who are attentively remembering.

But the person who was watching didn't cheer, Jing Hao was looking into the distance, his eyes were deep and a little wandering, as if he had thought of something, and the corners of his mouth even led to a smile, slightly upturned, like a boat that was enough to hold all his feelings.

Ming Jinghan turned his head with her gaze in a good mood.

On the palace road not far away, both sides are filled with newly planted pink chrysanthemums from the palace people, and the gradient pink extends on the petals of the chrysanthemums, which is really a dazzling scenery when you see it brilliantly.

It's just that there is a more pleasing person in the dazzling scenery.

The newly Tanhualang wore a crimson official robe, and his actions had his own elegance, as well as a handsome face that was enough to make people scream and a high spirited spirit that was obviously a young man's ambition.

There were already many palace maids around with low admiration.

"This looks really good, no wonder that woman would climb the wall for him, if I ......"

Before Jing Hao's words were finished, the Tanhualang had already walked in front of him, and after bowing his hand, his gaze slightly turned over Jing Hao, the light in his eyes jumped, and then he lowered his head respectfully, "Your Majesty, the minister has something to report.5./books/41/41622/

It's hard to be a pastor. ”

"Don't listen!"

Ming Jinghan simply interrupted his words, the stiffness and undisguised anger in his tone were so frightened that the palace people who were still distracted just now knelt on the ground, "Come on, Tanhualang entered and exited the palace without permission, and his annual income was halved, and he was instructed to think about it behind closed doors for three months." ”

In his tone, there was already a storm coming, and the palace people didn't dare to slack off, so they quickly took Tanhualang down.

After dealing with the eyesore, Ming Jinghan turned his head and stared at Jing Hao seriously, "You can only look at me in the future," he said seriously, "And you can only praise me for my good looks." ”

There is still some dissatisfaction with the children who have not eaten sugar.

Maybe it's because Jing Hao grew up all the way before, even if Ming Jinghan is already an emperor with enough means and prestige, and he has made more achievements than Jing Hao paved the way for him before, but in front of Jing Hao, he always inevitably shows his childhood appearance, and when he is angry, he is more like being coquettish.

Jing looked at him with a smile and reached out to help her somewhat heavy belly.

Ming Jinghan held her hand a little heavier, helping her share some extra weight, and after a pause, he softened his tone a little, "Then you can only look at me seriously like that in the future, and you can't be sincere when you praise others." ”

"Not sincerely? But I really think that Tanhualang is very good-looking. ”

Jing Hao's bad taste came up again, and he paid attention to Ming Jinghan's face as he spoke.

Sure enough, after she finished speaking, Ming Jinghan's face became even more ugly, and after sending her back to the dormitory after taking a walk, she went to the study alone.

The study is only a few steps away, but usually Ming Jinghan can't even endure these few steps.

Mama, who had just been arranged by Her Majesty, looked left and right, and stepped forward to persuade her with a flattering attitude, "Niangniang, or you should be soft with Your Majesty, otherwise Your Majesty will be hooked by a fox......"

Her unfinished words obediently swallowed into her stomach in the eyes that Jing Hao glanced at.

Jing Hao lazily leaned back on the soft couch, and the palace maid on the side immediately stepped forward to put a pillow for her, and put it in the best position set by His Majesty after careful consideration, and when she retreated, she glanced at the grandmother who still wanted to speak, and couldn't help but sneer after seeing her purpose.

It's not this way to please Niangniang in a hurry, and it's also a fox, but I can't wait to be quiet with him and Niangniang, plus the little master who will be born soon, where can I tolerate others.

Sure enough, it was only half an hour, Ming Jinghan walked back by himself, and the grandmother who was about to speak was dragged away by Zhang Xi, who received His Majesty's eyes, and the palace people around him hung their hands and silently watched His Majesty command people to lightly hang the scroll all over the wall, and the queen mother who leaned on the soft couch slept well.

Ming Jinghan looked quite satisfied after hanging up, but when he turned around, he saw that Jing Hao had opened his eyes at some point, looking at the portrait hanging in the hall, and then looking at the person who looked ten percent like the portrait.

"You think I'm not bored of watching you every day, and you're waiting for me to see it?"

Without waiting for Ming Jinghan to get angry at this sentence, Jing turned his head and looked at the portrait seriously, and sure enough, he saw that most of the ink was still dry, "You just went to find more than 20 people to paint portraits for you in one go?" ”

The main thing is, "Where did you get so many painters to paint these portraits in half an hour?" ”

Ming Jinghan, who was holding her breath just now, heard that she didn't ask a word about the point, and she felt a little resentful in her heart, but she was reluctant to send it to her, just when she was teasing herself again and then looking for fun, she sat next to her and adjusted the pillow that was a little crooked, and took the person in her arms.5./books/41/41623/

The general is a bun [interstellar].

"I just want you to see me more, so that the child will be born like me and you in the future."

Others only think that he is thinking about this belated imperial heir, but all he cares about is that this is his and Xianxian's child, and it is a treasure that he has obtained after going through many hardships, second only to Xianxian. He will protect him as he grows up, teach him hand-in-hand, and do what a father should do.

So, he wanted the child to look like them, with virtuous eyes and mouth, and his eyebrows and nose.

It is their continuation and proof that they once loved each other.

As soon as he showed this kind of appearance that seemed to have more desires, but he felt more satisfied, Jing Hao was a little unbearable, and he couldn't even tease him, "Like you and like me, isn't that to hang half of my portrait?" ”

She originally just wanted to talk about his topic, but when Ming Jinghan heard it, her eyes lit up, she grabbed her face and pecked her the lips, and after hugging her, she hurriedly ran out, "I'll go get your portrait." ”

This time it was just a cup of tea, and he came back with a group of people.

Each palace person who brought it back was holding a pile of picture scrolls in his hand, and there were no less than a thousand at a glance.

More than 20 portraits of himself were painted by someone just now, but Jing Hao took out so many at once.

Sitting quietly on the soft couch, he suddenly became a little speechless.

Ming Jinghan was a little frightened, so he didn't dare to say that there were two large rooms in his private vault dedicated to her portraits, some of which were painted by him when he was young, and the feelings in them couldn't be concealed.

Fortunately, he didn't have that part this time.

"These are for the past two months, Xianxian picks them, if you are not satisfied, I will redraw them for you."

Portrait of Xianxian, no matter how anxious he is, he will never pretend to be a man.

"I won't pick it, you can just choose two," Jing Hao stood up, and he hurriedly came over to support him, "Let's go to the study, I'll draw a portrait of you." ”

Ming Jinghan didn't say anything for a while, until Jing Hao held the pen and let him feel free, and he looked at the drawing paper before he really came back to his senses, "Xianxian, you want to draw me?" ”

He tried not to make his voice so excited, but it seemed to have little effect, "Didn't you just say that you were tired of me?" ”

"That's a lie, it's all the opposite."

Jing Hao Jiao Mo and asked him to stand a little farther away, "Put away the love in your eyes, this is too difficult for me to draw." ”

"Xianxian, I love you as my eyes stop at you, and I want to stay there until I am old."

“……”

"Xianxian, when you're done painting this, I'm going to help you paint the picture for me, five, no, ten."

“…… Good. ”

The palace people guarding outside the study silently listened to the daily life of His Majesty and Niangniang, and felt that his heart was still damaged by 10,000 critical hits as usual.

Therefore, those who are worried about the mother's fall from grace should really come to listen to the foot of the wall.

The person who is worried about his fall from grace all the time is obviously His Majesty.

The heart was chiseled into a sieve by the sugar sprinkled by His Majesty, so let's take leave to skip work tomorrow.

I don't know if Brother Dazhu in the village is still waiting for me......