"Sister, the financial reports of the utensils sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs are almost piled up in the utility room. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Let it be, and pick out what I'll need in the near future." Three months have passed, Jiang Mo's belly is a little big, and her mobility is inconvenient, and after a few steps, the soles of her feet will be a little swollen, so she has to lean on a calming carved fir easy chair under a big tree in the yard all day long, and she holds a childish tail fan in her hand and shakes it gently to drive away the heat of early summer.

"Mo'er." An affectionate call came from the side.

"See the Emperor." The moon saluted.

"Your Majesty, the concubine has been feeling a little unwell recently, please forgive me, I can't do some etiquette." Jiang Mo was still lying on the easy chair, half-squinting, Jiang Mo at this time was wearing less because of the hot weather, a light and thin lotus white gauze cloud smoke shirt that could be vaguely seen inside, only wrapped in a loose chest wrap of the same color, hair was also untied, scattered on both shoulders, the pretty nose bridge was slightly crystalline, and her cheeks were a little red due to the heat, it was completely a scene of holding a pipa and half covering her face, Qi Lin was a little stunned, and was stunned for a while.

"Your Majesty, please take a seat, slave and maid, I will serve you tea." Banyue cleverly moved a stone bench to Jiang Mo's side, ignoring Jiang Mo's dissatisfied eyes, and went to the house to make tea with a chuckle.

"Mo'er, have you been feeling unwell these days?" Qi Lin walked over and sat next to Jiang Mo, his eyes full of love.

"Back to the emperor, thanks to the emperor's blessings, the concubines are not unwell." Jiang Mo smiled back, although it was just a simple and polite smile, it was enough to make Qi Lin's heart melt, Mo'er was finally able to smile to herself, and the Longjing tea with the moon was also brewed, she walked over with a tray and a smile.

"Please also Your Majesty, Niangniang, try this new Longjing tea, the best way to dissipate heat and relieve the heat."

Because of the heat of this day, the emperor was also a little thirsty so he took a cup of tea handed over by the moon, the tea was a chill as soon as he entered his mouth, he thought that the tea was hot, but he didn't expect it to be so cold, just to kill the heat, for this reason, Qi Lin glanced at the moon with satisfaction.

"Niangniang, you can try it too."

"Hey, no, this tea is a little cold, and it's not good for the fetus." Qi Lin hurriedly stopped.

Jiang Mo didn't pay attention to it, straightened up, took the teacup and tasted it carefully, Qi Lin suddenly understood in his heart.

"You maid is very clever, in the future, add ten taels of silver every month."

"The slave and maid have thanked the emperor!" With joy in her heart, she leaned over and knelt down.

"Mo'er, you are so good at life, I hope next time I can hear you call me, call me a harrier." After Qi Lin finished speaking, he laughed helplessly and left the palace.

"Sister, I think the emperor is sincere to you, you are always like this, I am afraid that it is reasonable, and Yu Li is a little inconsistent, not to mention that he is the Son of Heaven." Banyue also has some pity for this infatuated Langjun, just now he actually added his own example silver, which made Banyue increase his good impression of him.

"Yue'er, you won't understand, how do you tell me to be moved by a person who has made me feel painful twice." Jiang Mo smiled bitterly.

"Sister, what you said is not unreasonable, and I don't know if I should say something?"

"Say, there's no one here."

"Sister, even if there are flowers that can be broken and must be broken, don't wait for no flowers and empty branches, the matter between you and Li Zhun is in the past."

"Really?" Jiang Mo closed her eyes, and there was always some affection like the three thousand troubles on her head, cutting constantly, and the reason was messy.

"Yue'er, I'm tired, you can step down."

"Hey, okay, then sister, I'll retire, you can rest for a long time." Banyue sighed and retired.

The next day, it was raining lightly, and everything in the palace seemed to be in the fog, and it was hazy, but fortunately, the heat of this summer had receded a little, and Rong Rong's maid Xiaoyu also came to visit Jiang Mo at this time.

"Niangniang, my mother heard that you are pregnant, so I hereby made some jujube paste cakes for you to taste." Xiaoyu carried a food box and gave it to Banyue, and after Banyue opened it, there was a burst of fragrance.

"Niangniang, if it's really a jujube cake, do you want to try it?" Banyue is a little greedy.

"You're a gluttonous rat, you must have something in mind."

"Yes, Niangniang, this jujube mud cake looks like this, I don't know what it tastes like."

With the moon and Jiang Mo's joke, Xiaoyu saw it in her eyes, this Jiang Mo is such a good master, why can't she serve her? Thinking of this, Xiao Yu's eyes couldn't help but redden.

"By the way, your name is Xiaoyu, right?" Banyue asked.

"Hmm."

"Why do you have some bruises on your forehead? Did your mother beat you? “

"No, no, it's just a slave who accidentally fell on the road." Xiaoyu explained in a panic.

"It doesn't look like it." Tsuki walked over and took a closer look at it for a moment.

"If the mother is fine, the slave and maid will retire." Xiaoyu saluted and hurriedly went out.

"Sister, look at how there are bruises on this little jade's forehead, it doesn't look like it was fallen, but it looks like it was smashed by something like a vessel, shouldn't it be what Zheng Jieyu did."

"You girl is talking nonsense, Rong Rong has always been pure-natured, how can this be, don't say it again." Jiang Mo was a little annoyed in his words.

"Okay." Banyue suddenly wilted, she had never seen Jiang Mo angry, it seemed that Zheng Rongrong must have an important position in Jiang Mo's heart.

After returning to the Mirror Pavilion, Xiaoyu was punished again.

"You, send something, but it's delayed so far." Zheng Rongrong slapped Xiao Yu in the face.

"Mother, the slave knows that she is wrong." Xiao Yu leaned down and knelt down, kowtowing vigorously.

"You, raise your head, this palace asks you, can you see that Jiang Mo put that jujube mud cake into his mouth?" Rong Rong asked.

"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid has not...

"'Smack'!" Before the words were finished, it was another slap in the face.

"You, see that this palace can't kill you today, this palace has only not explained a word, you are so unfavorable, what is the use of you?"

"The slave knows that she is wrong, the slave knows that she is wrong, and she asks the mother to raise her noble hand." Rong Rong tore Xiao Yu's hair, and Xiao Yu had to hug her head and run away.

Chenxing Palace of this matter.

"Sister, this jujube mud cake tastes good, that Zheng Jieyu is actually a person who can go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, not only dancing at the dance, but this jujube mud cake is so delicious." With the moon, take a bite of a piece of jujube mud cake, without chewing.

"Yue'er, eat slowly, be careful of your stomach, no one is fighting with you here." Jiang Mo smiled.

"So, my sister gave it all to me? Then I laughed it off. "The longer she has been by Jiang Mo's side, the more she has lost the temperament of a palace maid, and now she is the frank and cute she should be at this age.

I don't know if Jiang Mo's words are as effective as the last time Rong Rong choked on eating pastries, or something else, this is accompanied by the middle of the night, and she went to the toilet several times in a row, until she collapsed.

"Sister, you're really a crow's mouth." Ban Yue was lying on the bed and looked at Jiang Mo with a gloomy face.

"It's all said, eat slowly in the future, so that you don't listen to the old man, and you will suffer in front of you." Although Jiang Mo was smiling on his face, he was also a little shocked in his heart, could it be that he was really a crow's mouth, and Rong Rong was the same last time.

At this time, in the Water Mirror Pavilion, Rong Rong was also exhausted, and was lying in the chair to rest, and Xiaoyu on the side was already blue and swollen.

"Niangniang, the slave has something to ask." One piece was blue, one was purple, and the other was swollen, like a pig's head, Xiaoyu opened her bloodshot mouth and asked.

"Just ask." Rong Rong's voice was a little hoarse.

"It's that jujube mud cake, what is it made of? What would happen if ordinary people ate it? “

"This jujube mud cake I mixed with some chrysanthemum powder given by the concubine Niangniang, if it is eaten by a pregnant woman, it will definitely have a miscarriage, if it is eaten by ordinary people, it doesn't matter, it's just a few times to go to the toilet, and it is not toxic, but it takes advantage of the cold eating properties of chrysanthemums."

"There is such a mystery."

"Okay, I'll spare you for the time being, if this matter doesn't work out, it's okay, wait for the palace to discuss countermeasures with Xiao Guifei, and you can be clever next time, otherwise, the palace will send you back and let you go to the Huanyi Bureau."

"No, don't! The slave and maid will live up to their trust in the future, and please don't do this! Xiaoyu knelt down again, hey, I had to be wronged in this palace.