October is light and cold, and the sky is at the end of October. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info began to cool down slightly in the morning and evening, and it was inappropriate to live in the Qingliang Hall again, so Gillian moved back to the Jiaofang Palace.

In the middle of October, there was already the first fetal movement, which was slowly walking around in the cool hall by the begonias, basking in the sun, and the October sun was warm and comfortable. I don't know where the fragrant fragrance of osmanthus wafted from, and the fragrance drifted in wisps, straight to people's hearts.

Suddenly, it looked like a small fish was swimming, and it was still spitting bubbles. Gillian stood still, wanting to feel the fetal movement carefully. The little fish was quiet again, and she stood for a moment, but refused to move.

When he sat on the couch with Liu Che at night, he put his hand on her stomach and was teaching the child the Book of Poetry in a careless manner, when suddenly the little fish spit bubbles again. Gillian widened her eyes and said angrily: "I've said it all, I'm not happy to ask him to study before he was born." ”

Wangzi Jackie Chan is really a strange circle that cannot be escaped, whether it is modern or ancient. Liu Che's requirements for himself are low enough, and he will not make mandatory requirements when he reads the handwriting, and begins to guide Danqing. However, when I came to the child, I came back every day to read to the child, and I was full of intoxication and said that I would be as smart as him.

Yes, you're smart, you're as smart as a demon. At the age of four or five, I read ten thousand words and never forgot them, and I memorized them like a stream. Gillian can only silently squeeze him in her heart, as long as he is healthy and happy, wouldn't it be fine? It doesn't matter if you're smart or not, whether you're good or not. She suddenly thought of Guantao, and Guantao taught her to be like this with such a natural heart.

Gillian, who was angry with a wave of motherly heart, has not yet passed on to Liu Che the beautiful concept of how to make children grow up happily and healthily. I felt a small drum in my stomach, and I picked it up one after another, which was very energetic.

"Jiaojiao, you see he moves, he likes to listen to his father read."

Liu Che's voice sounded urn-urned, and Gillian was about to raise her head and casually tell him that she had felt it during the day. I saw that his face was happy, and his eyes were already red. The words couldn't be spoken, she put her hand on Liu Che's big hand and felt the fetal movement with him: "Well, he likes you." ”

When I moved back to Jiaofang Palace, there was less fetal movement. Liu Che was a little disappointed, or Guantao said that fetal movements vary from person to person, and maybe now the little prince has a calm personality and loves to be quiet. Think about it, how can there be such frequent fetal movements, and now it is not nothing, but it is less.

It was the little prince's words that moved Liu Che, a sour and spicy girl, and the sour Gillian asked Liu Che to say how the little prince was when he met almost everyone. Everyone in the palace is accustomed to looking at each other, and now almost everyone agrees that this is the little prince.

How can this be said to be a sure thing? What if you are born a princess? Mother happily closed her mouth every day and said how the little prince was, and their minds Gillian understood that her position would be stable if she was the prince.

Regardless of whether Liu Che will favor other concubines in the future, the eldest son of the emperor from the middle palace will almost take the crown prince now.

But is that really good? Only my grandmother, who was accustomed to seeing strong winds and rains, touched her face lovingly in private and comforted her not to have too much pressure, and children were blessings.

The Empress Dowager is still alive, if she is really the prince. Whether Liu Che is willing or not, the people of the Dou family and the Chen family will crowd and force Liu Che to establish the prince. The relatives are bound to be out of control, will his heart be as happy as it is now purely out of father-son love?

Don't talk about this, the son is strong and the father is suspicious. Do the old emperors in history suspect that there are still few princes in the prime of life? Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty didn't like Liu Ju, except for the difference in political opinions, why didn't there be a reason for this?

Gillian looked at the baby clothes made in the palace and was a little unhappy, almost all of them were boys' clothes. If it's really a princess, is it too late now?

Gillian didn't hold back her anger at the moment: "How many sets of princess clothes have you made?" ”

The female officer who came to deliver the clothes hurriedly knelt down and wanted to explain. Yulan was afraid that she would add fuel to the fire, so she hurriedly glanced at the people left and right and told her to retreat. Then he stepped forward and joked: "Niangniang, choose a few tender-colored cotton cloths, and a few maids and begonias to make the princess's clothes." It's still early, it's late, the cotton cloth is soft, and it's warm to wear. ”

After Gillian waited for the female officer to go out, she also calmed down a little. I'm afraid that no one in the palace will believe that she would prefer to give birth to a princess, and make her unhappy by making too much of the princess's clothes.

Her face softened and she nodded at Magnolia, and Magnolia went to call a few begonias. A few girls, you look at me and say a word, this one says embroidering peach blossoms, and that one says embroidering phoenixes.

Yang Deyi looked at the female official who was still walking away with a look of panic on his face with a strange expression, and he turned around and asked Sifu, who was waiting for the bamboo forest in the courtyard: "Niangniang, is this a tantrum?" "Niangniang has been in the palace for a few years, and she used to have a good temperament, but everyone privately said that she didn't look like the eldest princess. From this point of view, Niangniang is also temperamental.

Sifu was also a little puzzled: "It's the first time I've seen my mother lose my temper, but I just asked lightly." The girls next to you are angry, not to mention that you have to be killed so that you can't get out of bed before you get angry. ”

As he spoke, footsteps could be heard in the distance. The two of them also took the conversation, Yang proudly stood at the door of the palace as usual, waiting for the mother to call from time to time, and Sifu was still cultivating soil for the bamboo forest.

After dinner in the evening, as soon as Liu Che entered the inner hall, he saw the patterns and rudimentary clothes that had not yet had time to be collected on the desk. He laughed, "This is to prepare for another princess for me next year?" ”

Gillian glared at him, but instead of getting angry, he sat down and hugged Gillian: "I know that I have talked too much these days, and I have put pressure on you." He pulled Gillian on the shoulder and said softly, "Okay, I understand your careful thinking." Both sons and daughters like it alike, and I also ordered it to go down, and asked the prince and princess to prepare tightly. ”

Gillian laughed at this time, and Liu Che couldn't help but pinch her face gently: "You, I can't mess with you now." ”

Slowly let go of her Gillian, thinking that her IQ level had dropped rapidly recently because of pregnancy, and her high unhappiness was not as good as before. Thinking about the fact that when he first got married, he still had an unbelievable feeling because he was sitting next to the historical Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, and now the light on his body seems to be gradually dissipating. He's just Liu Che.

There is no small matter in the palace, which is why those in power never easily reveal their preference for anyone. I just don't want people with good deeds to figure out the so-called deep meaning behind these ordinary things, so as to step low and jump high.

Liu Che asked the palace to prepare for the princess seriously, and in Yang Deyi's eyes, His Majesty was giving Niangniang a long face and telling the palace that he couldn't treat Niangniang slowly.

But in Tian Wei's eyes, there is a new explanation. He was sitting cross-legged in front of the Queen Mother, and said step by step: "Sister, look. His Majesty doesn't want the queen to give birth to a prince, so my sister shouldn't regret and worry about what happened before. ”

In the queen mother's palace, the people who served all retreated to the outer hall. The two of them became comfortable talking, and the silver furnace of the Rui Beast was full of smoke. After a while, she sighed and said, "When people are old, it is easy to look forward and backward when they do things. I can't be ruthless, I always think that it is the first grandson of the mourning family. ”

Tian Wei said with a straight face when he heard this: "How can my sister say that? If the first emperor had been soft-hearted back then, he was afraid that his sister and Tong'er would not know where they were now. ”

Liu Che has changed his name for many years, but the Queen Mother is still willing to call him Biao'er in private, as if he is still the child who is still the little cute child who sticks to her and calls her the concubine.

Tian Wei's words strengthened the Queen Mother's mind a little. Seeing that her eyebrows were a lot firmer, Tian Wei hurriedly struck while the iron was hot and said, "Sister, Gillian is a favorite child." Not to mention that my sister likes her, even my uncle can't hate it. ”

He knew that there was no one around, but he still lowered his voice: "But, sister." The Empress Dowager forced almost the emperor to do it, Gillian just has no other thoughts, and she can't help her. ”

The short-lived crisis, the Queen Mother still doesn't feel her heart beating faster when she thinks about it today. Yu'er is the new monarch of the world issued by the first emperor, but in front of the empress dowager, he really said that he would be abolished.

Tian Wei makes sense, Gillian is most likely a prince in this birth. was born to occupy the eldest son, as long as Gillian does not make any big mistakes, there is no reason why Biao'er should not make him the prince.

The Dou clan was strong enough to add another fire to them. In the future, even if the empress dowager goes, the descendants rely on the queen and the crown prince, and Yu'er is only afraid that she will be in a dilemma in the court.

She calmed down and listened to Tian Wei analyze her decently for a while. I still couldn't help but ask him: "Is it only a short-term impact?" ”

Tian Wei nodded heavily and said with a smile: "My sister, my queen mother." Are you still so worried about your brother's errands? Not to mention that Bi'er is my nephew, I don't have to rely on Bi'er for everything now, I only hope for his good sake. ”

Such intimate and straightforward words finally put the queen mother at ease, and the two sisters and brothers tacitly dropped this talk. After sitting idly for a while, Tian Wei got up and said goodbye.

At the gate of the hall, he met Gillian who came to greet him, and he saluted on the ground with a smile on his face: "I have seen Niangniang, and the Queen Mother just said to her ministers that she told Niangniang to raise the fetus with peace of mind." Niangniang still often comes to say hello, it's really filial. ”

His words were sincere, and Gillian, who only greeted him based on his mood and physical strength, was a little embarrassed: "Gillian doesn't dare to be an uncle's compliment." ”

Tian Wei looked at the sky, and said in a concerned tone: "Niangniang, see the Queen Mother, hurry up and go in, it will be cold for a while." The minister won't bother, the mother please. After saying that, she respectfully stepped aside, and Gillian could only smile and nod at him when she saw this, and slowly walked into the hall.

When Gillian entered the hall, Tian Wei stood again with the autumn breeze that came from Xixi. His eyebrows were deep, not at all like the spring breeze just now. He turned the Buddha beads in his hand, thinking in his heart that his relatives and relatives, your family is big and my family is nothing. It's normal for you to fight with me. Sister and Yu'er, now their hearts are too soft.

The wind was blowing, and he stepped down the steps step by step. He smiled slightly, and he was in a good mood.