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Fu Minghua asked with a straight face:

"Where is the prince?"

Yao Shi was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

He rarely showed such a helplessness in front of Fu Minghua, but when he was asked by Fu Minghua at this time, he rubbed his hands and laughed dryly:

"What do you say?"

Fu Minghua laughed angrily, covered his stomach and said:

"That's a long run."

"You guessed it." Yao Shi looked at her like this, and he was a little embarrassed for a while.

She is pregnant, and she may be due to give birth in less than two months. "The prince once privately instructed that he would try his best to rush back to Luoyang when you gave birth." That's why he was eager to get things done earlier and return to Fu Minghua's side as soon as possible.

Yao Shi explained softly, seeing Fu Minghua's smiling expression, he couldn't help but reach out and stroke his long hair, and stopped talking.

It's better to leave the prince back and explain.

On the way back to the hospital, Biyun glanced at Fu Minghua from time to time.

She couldn't see her joy or anger, and even when she returned to the hospital, she stood by the lake covered with lotus leaves for a while.

Just thinking about what Fu Minghua said before, Biyun and Mama Xue were frightened.

The temple that the emperor wants to build for the queen mother has picked a good day and an auspicious day to start construction under the auspices of Rong Tuying, Fu Minghua's birthday is coming, and a large number of gifts have been sent by people in Youzhou, all of which are sent by Yan Chai, and the gifts come with Yan Xin's handwriting.

Since the two got married, calculating the time, this year is Fu Minghua's second birthday after the two got married, but he always regrets missing it every year.

She held the letter and sat down under the porch in a distracted manner, Biyun came over cautiously and whispered in her ear:

"Princess, the lady of the palace summoned you to talk."

Fu Minghua nodded, hesitated, and still lifted the hem of his skirt. Although she has a stable temperament, she does miss Yan a little, and since the couple got married, they have always gathered less and left more.

"On this day last year, the prince seems to be still preparing to attack Mozhou."

At that time, Li Yanhui rebelled, and Yan chased the orders of Emperor Jia'an to encircle and suppress Li Yanhui, and recovered Mozhou, Youzhou, and Fanyang.

"It's just that last year's war was easy to fight, but this year it's harder." She sighed, and when she stood up, she had regained her calm and indifferent appearance, and she no longer had some small complaints when she mentioned Yan Chai as before.

Mama Xue helped her up, looked at her expression, and wanted to persuade her, but Fu Minghua smiled as if she knew Mama Xue's thoughts:

"You don't have to persuade me, I know the severity, the short parting is just for a longer time in the future."

What Yan Chai is doing at this time is a major event that is conducive to his future, and the Loyal County Mansion must be removed, if it is delayed, it will become a big disaster in the future.

It's just that although she understands the priorities of things, she is still the wife who misses her husband, so when she is pregnant, her husband is not by her side, and she will inevitably complain.

"Mrs. Feng was still envious of me at the beginning, but now she is still envious?" It was rare for her to show such a childish look, which provoked Biyun and several people to lower their heads and snicker.

Mama Xue also knew her character, and when she said this, she couldn't help but purse her lips and laugh softly:

"You are a person who understands, many people have lived a lifetime, and they may not be as transparent as you think." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to sort out the silk for Fu Minghua: "Say a big disrespectful word, the prince has you in his heart, even if he is thousands of miles away, he still remembers your birthday and remembers you in his heart." But some couples, the husband does not have that heart, even if they sit face to face and live under the same roof, they may not be able to remember the wife's birthday. ”

After Mama Xue finished speaking, she glanced at the direction of the palace.

Cui Guifei is like this.

In her life, I don't know how many times she has been alone in the empty room on her birthday.

In the palace, Concubine Cui Guifei was playing with flowers and plants.

Jing Gu brought back two pots of flowers for her out of nowhere, but no matter how carefully she served, the flowers could not be raised. Every time Fu Minghua came to the palace, he could see that the plants she took care of were not the same kind.

"In the palace, Jiangsu and Zhejiang paid tribute to some bayberry, I tasted two, the taste is not bad, the emperor rewarded two baskets, and you will move away later."

Cui Guifei took the handkerchief and gently wiped the epiphany leaves in the pot, there were buds on it, but the leaves were a little wilted and curled, Cui Guifei looked at it seriously for a long time, and sighed:

"I'm afraid I won't be able to survive."

She was a little puzzled, raised her head, and asked Fu Minghua with a smile:

"Yuan Niang, what do you say, why do I raise one pot of these flowers and die one pot?"

There are also small shovels, water and other things next to her, all available, the soil in the flower pot is still not dry, and the leaves on the flowers and even Cui Guifei have been wiped clean little by little with a handkerchief, obviously taking care of them very carefully.

Fu Minghua himself also planted some flowers and plants, and when he had nothing to do, he would also play with flowers and plants to pass the time, and at a glance at this scene, he knew that Cui Guifei was too attentive, frequently watered the flowers, and took care of them too carefully.

"This flower, you have to keep an eye on it from time to time, it is sad, but from time to time you look at it, water it a little, and it grows well."

Fu Minghua sat down, and as soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Cui Guifei's face gradually closed.

"Don't talk about that." Cui Guifei turned sideways, cleaned her hands in the basin on the side, and when she turned around, a smile appeared on her face again: "Ah Yuan is gone?" ”

Fu Minghua nodded.

After Xie sent a letter written to her by the Cui family in Jiangzhou that day, she stayed in the palace for only one day before leading someone back to Jiangzhou.

When she left, as she came, quietly, unnoticed.

Cui Guifei stared at her palms for a long time, her expression was so calm that it was almost dead silence, and it took a while for her to fall her eyes on Fu Minghua's belly, her eyes rolled, her face was a little more angry, and she stretched out her hand to touch:

"It's coming." Her expression was gentle, and when she saw Fu Minghua's unborn grandson in her womb, she showed a little expectation:

"Did you say anything about it?"

Fu Minghua shook his head, and Concubine Cui seemed to remember something: "Maybe I kept it and waited for the emperor to give her name." Her face showed a little loss, and then her expression perked up: "When I was a child, it was still the name given by the emperor himself when he was alive. ”

"When it comes to the name of Chaseer, it also has a history." Cui Guifei probably remembered the old things and laughed out loud: "The first emperor Rong Ma lived his life, named for chasing his son, and took Jia Yi's "On Passing Qin", chasing the dead and chasing the north, and ambushing millions of corpses. It means that during the Warring States Period, after Qin Xiaogong went, King Hui and King Wu inherited their old business and followed the will of Xiaogong, intending to dominate the world. (To be continued.) )