The three hundred and thirty-seventh round

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When the Emperor of Heaven didn't want to see Ah Zhuo the most, he saw a figure more than five feet tall behind Yao Jun, and the mixed tastes in his heart were like the real objects accumulated on the shelf, instantly pouring down, crushing his calm appearance.

It turns out that he is not a transparent Buddha Immortal, and in the face of things that he cannot accept, he will have all kinds of emotions like ordinary people.

Ah Zhuo looked at the Heavenly Emperor's face was a little pale, and he was even more worried at the moment, and he entered the study in three steps and two steps, sat in front of him and took his hand in his sleeve and asked, "Your Majesty feels better?" ”

The fingertips of the Emperor of Heaven held by her ached faintly for some reason, he withdrew his hand, and said after a while: "I'm fine, don't pull and pull, be careful to give you a sick breath." He was able to get pregnant without physical contact with Lizhu, and he didn't want Ah Zhuo to have a child inexplicably before he got married.

She sensed that his attitude was different from what she had done now, and she didn't know why, so she obediently sat down again, and the hem of her clothes fell to her ankles with her movements.

Yaojun sniffed out a strange smell from the words of the two people, but he wisely did not say anything, walked over and put the medical box on top of the small table, took out the silver needle in the silk scroll, and gave a salute before respectfully saying: "Your Majesty's illness is something that the minister has never seen, and it is better to use the decoction after the needle stabilizes the pulse." Please Your Majesty wide sleeves. ”

In fact, he still has the heart to pay tribute to His Majesty before returning the needle.

"As you see fit." The Heavenly Emperor closed his eyes slightly, and slowly rolled up his sleeves in an orderly manner, revealing a large white arm.

Ah Zhuo didn't dare to look directly at the overly bleak color, and quietly turned her head, and the afterglow saw that the white needle tip flickered, and the moment it sank into the flesh, she knelt on the mat and couldn't help but tremble. It was clear that it was the Emperor of Heaven who was pricked by the needle, but she felt that she was suffering from this.

Yaojun glanced at Ah Zhuo, who was very uncomfortable, and asked her to bring a few spiritual herbs in the mustard seed bag to the small kitchen, boil water in a pot, and bring one bowl to the study until the soup was in two bowls.

She nodded in response, and before leaving, she said two more good words to Yaojun for the Emperor of Heaven, please take care of it.

When her figure completely disappeared from the door of the study, Yaojun gave the third needle to the acupuncture point, and sighed: "Mei Xian is quite attentive to His Majesty, I don't know how His Majesty treats Mei Xian." ”

The Emperor of Heaven lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes covering the light of his circulation, and said, "It is as bright as the breeze and the moon." But this description only applies to the past.

Yaojun playfully pinched his beard and said, "If what Your Majesty said is the truth, where did the child in this belly come from?" ”

On the way back just now, he thought about the happy things of the Emperor of Heaven several times. I remember that the biographies of the youth of the Nether are often written, before the birth of a certain big person, his mother felt the sky and became pregnant, or saw the five-colored auspicious clouds around the house, or saw the white crane pounce into his arms.

The Celestial Emperor's pregnancy may be similar to this situation.

Celestial beings are dreamless, but it can be inferred that they can be conceived by experiencing sexual intercourse with their own experience.

Reminiscent of a month ago, there was a long sound of the piano in the heavenly palace, the timbre was mellow and pleasant, if the pearl rolled on the jade plate, what was even more amazing was that the sound permeated the entire thirty-three days, and it made the music tree give birth to a vision: there was no wind and leaves falling, and the seven treasures nets jingled.

Later, Yaojun specially went to the Heavenly Palace to ask the palace attendants, and learned that Ah Zhuo had brought a lyre into the Heavenly Palace.

…… Did the Emperor of Heaven conceive because of this?

The Heavenly Emperor closed his eyes slightly and said, "I have known each other for hundreds of years, and it is the first time I know that Yao Jun especially likes to explore people's privacy. ”

Yaojun smiled disrespectfully: "I'm just curious if you and Mei Xian have a personal relationship." ”

"How is there and what is not?" As he spoke, he opened his eyes, his gaze cold as if he had not had a sheathed knife.

Rao is Yaojun is thick-skinned man is thicker than the average elder, and he couldn't help the condescending gaze of the Emperor of Heaven, took off the needle he originally fell, put it into the silk scroll through the water, and sat down in a precarious tone and said:

"It is impossible for Your Majesty to only marry a wife and not take a concubine in his life, since the harem has been enriched with one, if Your Majesty has a favorite candidate, he must plan it immediately. When the queen of heaven gives birth to the child, it will be more troublesome to add people to the palace. What Yaojun refers to is that the queen of heaven should raise the fetus with peace of mind during the three years of pregnancy, and basically can't control the affairs of the harem, which is a good opportunity for the emperor to take a concubine.

The Emperor of Heaven covered the thin handkerchief with a trace of blood in the eye of the needle, and said dumbly: "You agree to the ban between master and apprentice?" ”

Yaojun replied solemnly: "Being able to belong to each other is fate and creation. Who Your Majesty wants to marry is Your Majesty's own business, even if others are not optimistic, this outside noise will not affect Your Majesty's life much. ”

Although the Heavenly Emperor felt that Yao Jun's tone was too relaxed, he gradually felt relieved when he thought that Yao Jun had never been eclectic in dealing with people.

When he conceived Azhu's child, he was to marry her in as a side room. Never let the mother of her child fall into the hands of anyone else. As for what the courtiers and the celestials say, it is their mouths.

In the end, except for the unclean ears, it couldn't hinder the Emperor of Heaven and Ah Zhuo.

After Yaojun's order, the Emperor of Heaven was ready to find a suitable time to go to the Embroidery Institute to propose to Azhuo.

However, the world has always been difficult, fate will not favor anyone, and even the Emperor of Heaven will not be treated specially. He moved to marry his relatives and really married Ah Zhuo, and there was a difference of several hundred years in between.

……

When Ah Zhuo squatted in the small kitchen and threw the spirit grass into the pot, he happened to meet the maid of the Tianhou Palace.

They all came to boil medicine, holding a fan to send wind to the firewood, Ah Zhuo did not take the lead in reporting his name, so he chatted with this kind-faced maid. After knowing that the queen of heaven in the palace was pregnant, Ah Zhuo's heart was half cold.

The maid had no scheming at all, not only did she realize that she was a subordinate of the Queen of Heaven, nor did she deduce that the other party was the disciple of the Emperor of Heaven from the fact that there were few people in the Heavenly Palace, and that she had not seen Ah Zhuo in the past month, and continued to gossip with her about the Emperor and the Queen.

Ah Zhuo heard from her mouth that the emperor had never had such a private affair as a house. The cold heart warmed up, but she felt that she could no longer stand this kind of stimulation.

"The queen of heaven stays alone in the empty room every day, how did she conceive a child?" Ah Zhuo asked uneasily.

Although the grandmothers of the palace congratulated the queen of heaven, their faces were not very happy, and they were secretive about this matter, and refused to tell us the maids at all, just let us serve the pregnant lady well...... The queen of heaven sat on the couch and looked preoccupied. ”

This maid talks a lot, and when others nod at random, she pours out all the things she knows.

(To be continued.) )