A bead

After the first evening makeup, Shen Tan injected some lightly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Reveal the cloves to people,

A song, temporarily lead the cherry to break.

Luo sleeves □ remnants of the color can be,

The cup is deeply swirled with fragrant mash

The embroidery bed is oblique and delicate,

chewed the red mushrooms and smiled at Tan Lang.

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Reading tips: In the year of Yichou, Qingming, Ding Mao Day, and Shen Shi, Duanwangfu Liangdi Aizhu was punished for standing at night for a long time, and gave birth to a baby boy prematurely, and died at the time of Wu. The night was convicted of this, and he was condemned to death by the rod!

Piaofu Courtyard is the place where the former prince of Duanwangfu gave a favored Yu Ji to live, and now, the place has become the birthplace and death place of Liangdi Aizhu.

Starting from the small gate of Duanwang's Mansion, I walked through the long stone road, bypassed several summer reports, nine songs and eighteen times, and turned into this quiet small courtyard. In the dim light, an iron rope was tightly locked to the wooden door.

This is the Floating Courtyard, and Aizhu has been in and out of here for eight or nine months, but around the afternoon of 4 days ago, she stayed in it and never went out again.

This age is just a girl in the prime of her life, Yi Chou Nian, Qingming, Ding Mao Ri, and Shen Shi Zheng gave birth to a much-anticipated baby boy prematurely, but finally because of his weak body, he couldn't get through it, and died at the time of Wu.

At 30 o'clock in the afternoon of Gengwu, the wooden door of Qingzhuzhai was opened, and the right-hand man in front of the prince, Guang, took five or six people to detain the night. The wooden door was quickly re-locked.

It came and went quickly, and the final consequence of the wooden door of Qingzhuzhai was the same as that of the floating courtyard, and it was never opened again.

The baby boy left behind has a nice nickname - called Duan Ai. It was the princess Shangguan who obtained it in the autumn, and what he said was that it was a shallow fate between him and his mother who died early.

A few months ago, the Drifting Pavilion was far less lonely, lonely, and disgraced than it is today.

In the summer, Aizhu at that time was chewing on the unique Wu Qiang soft language of Jiangnan Water Town and reading "Qi Ao" to the fetus in his belly.

"Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo. There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. It's shy, it's shy. There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be ridiculed. ”

"The child in my womb, this is the poem I read when I first met the prince. The prince really looks like there is a bandit gentleman here. ”

"Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo. There are bandit gentlemen, full of ears and ears, and will be like stars. It's shy, it's shy. There are bandits and gentlemen, and they must not be ridiculed. ”

"When I first met the prince, he was the person I was destined to marry in this life, I was the Zhuzhu Immortal Grass, and he was the attendant of Shenying."

"Zhan Bi Qiao, green bamboo is like a basket. There are bandit gentlemen, such as gold and tin, and gui and bi. Wide and heavy. Good at banter, not for abuse. ”

"Child, child, you are witnessing the miracle of me being with the prince."

Aizhu lovingly touched her slightly undulating belly, with a peaceful light unique to her mother: "But... But... If I give birth to you, I don't know if anyone will hurt you. ”

Thinking of this, Aizhu's heart suddenly rubbed against it like a soft knife, and her tears couldn't help but circle in her eyes.

Bai Lu, "During pregnancy, Aizhu especially likes to eat sour, and she eats hawthorn and green apricots every day." Even if I eat it, I'm so sour that I die. Mingzhu recalled.

Autumn equinox, Huazhu recalled that for a while, she could hardly eat anything, vomit what she ate, but fortunately the princess was there, and asked a Huang imperial doctor who had retired from the palace to show her, and she slowly got better, at least what she ate.

The frost fell, Aizhu's belly was fighting day by day, and people were getting fat day by day, which girl didn't love to be pretty, after consulting Huang Yuyi's opinion, she got up and walked at 30 o'clock every morning. In the afternoon, when I came out for a walk, I went to rest and rest when I was tired.

In the beginning of winter, the weather is gradually getting colder, and Aizhu still insists on going out for a walk every day.

It can be seen that no matter what era a woman is, she has a heart to lose weight;

whether it is a young girl or a young woman;

No matter what the identity or status.

Xiaoxue, it was snowing that day, Aizhu was sitting in the fluttering pavilion roasting the stove, looking at the little snowflakes, her eyes were slowly full of smiles, like stars in the sky, smiling and laughing, she lowered her head and stroked her stomach.

The curvature of the corners of the mouth gradually cooled. It's like throwing red-hot charcoal into water and cooling it.

Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense?

The gossamer is soft and fluttering spring pavilion, and the flocculent is lightly dipped in the embroidery curtain.

The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, full of sorrow and no relief,

Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidered boudoir, endure the falling flowers back and forth.

She couldn't help but think of her life experience: thinking that when she was young, her father was also a showman, and she didn't have to worry about food and clothing, she thought that she could be happy for a lifetime, and said that she knew that when she was yellow, her father died, her mother remarried, and she was sent to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Alas, there are three thousand worries, sorrows, and fear of Sungai Gang, and I can't carry a lot of sorrows.

In the heavy snow, the princess Shangguan sent her second-class maid - Mai Chun to come to express her deep concern.

Asked Aizhu to take care of her body, pay attention to the fetus in her womb, and at the same time sent a good fox skin over and told her to wear it to prevent cold.

In Duanwangfu, when talking about Liangdi Aizhu, whether it is a lotus bead or a treasure bead, they all give different evaluations.

Most of the evaluations of lotus beads are consistent with the evaluations of painted beads and pearls. It is 'the heart is more than the stem, and the disease is like Xi Shi wins three points'.

And Baozhu's evaluation is that she loves to be careful, loves to be sad at every turn, and sheds tears in the wind, as if all the people are targeting her and owing her.

This difference comes from the fact that one is good and the other is bad.

Of course, everyone looks at the problem from a different perspective. People who like you see that your body is full of shining points; People who hate you are full of dross.

It can only be said that there is no solution to this problem.

On the winter solstice, Aizhu felt the fetus in her womb kick her, and her eyes were gentle enough to drip water, "Child, this is the first year you have spent with me." ”

At the beginning of spring, Aizhu resumed her walking plan, she sat on the stone chair that was still small, and admired the spring that sneaked into the night with the wind and moisturized things silently.

The willow silk elm pod is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei.

Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year?

The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless!

Although the flower hair can be pecked next year, it is not a Taoist to go to the empty nest of the beam.

"You're Aizhu?" The night unceremoniously looked at her who was blessed.

In a language, in a poem:

Three hundred and sixty days a year, the wind and frost and the sword are strictly pressing,

When can the bright and fresh beauty be, it is difficult to find it once wandering.

"How many months is your belly?" Ye Man's eyes swept Aizhu's stomach with disdain, and there was a trace of jealousy on the invisible retina.

"Back to the master, the slave maid is still three months away from giving birth." Aizhu was nervous, her hands were clenched into fists, and she kept shivering.

What's going on, I haven't encountered it before, I have heard of the prince's good manhood before, but seeing is believing, and hearing is false.

Today, I see that he will not embarrass me.

The painting beads and pearls both looked at each other with great concern.

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Visually, Honkai, Done!