On a sunny day, in the Ying Pavilion, several pomegranate flowers in the courtyard are blooming. Xin Guiren was lying on the bed and hadn't gotten up, she slowly stroked her slightly bulging belly, her face full of longing.

Now the emperor has two sons and three daughters, and now the only concubine who is pregnant in the harem is she Xin Guiren, if this fetus is a prince, and the mother is expensive by her son, how can she not rise step by step?

However, the position of the four concubines is only controlled by the concubine who married from afar, and even Shun Zhaoyi, who gave birth to the eldest prince, has not been able to enter the concubine for the time being, it seems that the emperor is still more cautious about the position of the four concubines.

But for the position of the nine concubines, she is completely sure, after all, the grades of the prince's mother are above the fourth grade.

From a small nobleman to a concubine above the fourth grade, it can be said that he has ascended to heaven in one day.

Thinking of this, Xin Guiren had a confident smile on his face.

"Xin Guiren."

There was a call from outside.

Xin Guiren gently lifted the bed curtain: "What's the matter?" ”

"Xin Guiren, Concubine Zhi is here and is waiting in the main hall."

Not far from the bed, a palace maid stood aside and replied respectfully.

"Concubine Zhi? Why did she come to me? ”

Xin Guiren was very surprised, and immediately ordered the left and right to help her wash up quickly: Concubine Zhi was four levels higher than her, how could she be lazy?

-- The main hall of the Ying Pavilion.

"The concubine sees Concubine Zhi."

Xin Guiren hurriedly walked out and bowed.

A young woman in a pale golden palace dress Ying Ying walked over and responded with a light smile: "Xin Guiren is pregnant with a dragon fetus, don't be polite, get up quickly." ”

As he spoke, he went to support the noble people.

"Thank you, mother."

Xin Gui thanked him, and was gently pulled by Concubine Zhi to the Eight Immortals table in the middle and sat down.

"How is my sister doing?"

Concubine Zhi took the Junshan silver needle offered by Haitang and said lightly.

"It's okay, thank you for your concern."

Concubine Zhi nodded: "I heard that my sister fell last time and recuperated for several days. Hongu didn't come to see you in time, my sister won't blame me, right? ”

"How so?"

Xin Guiren hurriedly shook his head.

"It's good that my sister doesn't blame me. A few days ago, His Majesty needed a few magpie embroideries to send to foreign envoys, so that the palace could be made in a hurry, and the palace was busy all day and night, and now it is finally done. ”

Xin Guiren said with a smile: "Qingxin, thank you for your thoughts." Niangniang's embroidery craftsmanship harem is the first, no one knows it, and even the imperial study of His Majesty Xià is hung with Niangniang's embroidered bluegrass, which is lifelike. The mother can work hard, so she is naturally busy. ”

"There is an embroidery here in the palace, and I specially brought it over today to give it to my sister, which can be regarded as a little heart of the palace."

As he spoke, he called out the door, "Cui Yan." ”

The palace maid named Cuiyan came in from outside the door, holding a framed embroidery in her hand, and bowed down to stand beside Xin Guiren.

"This is the blessing word embroidered by this palace, I hope that my sister can be blessed and continue to give birth to a noble son for His Majesty as soon as possible."

Cui Yan held the embroidery in front of Xin Guiren and asked her to look at it.

"It's so beautiful!"

Xin Guiren exclaimed: Although this Fu character is not big, it is embroidered with bright red gold thread, coupled with the craftsmanship of Zhi Concubine, which is quite vivid.

The sunlight outside the door shines in, the word Fu faintly shines, a piece of auspiciousness, and the noble people can't help but be happy.

"Niangniang is so polite, such a valuable gift, Qingxin is really ashamed."

Xin Guiren smiled and bowed his head and said.

"Silly sister, you can't afford it, so who else can?"

Concubine Zhi feigned.

Xin Guiren has pretty pink cheeks and is in a good mood.

"Xinguiren, it's time to drink the medicine."

Begonia walked in from outside the door, holding a bowl of steaming medicinal juice in her hand.

"Hey, sister, what kind of medicine is this?"

Concubine Zhi was curious, so she took the medicine bowl in Haitang's hand and looked at it, "Ah, it smells so bitter!" ”

Concubine Zhi was smoked by the hot steam, her brows shrank suddenly, she hurriedly put down the medicine bowl and pushed it in front of Xin Guiren.

"This is a fetal medicine prescribed by the imperial doctor, saying that I am afraid that the fetus will be unstable in the first three months, and my body is a little weak, so I need to make special adjustments to fix the fetus."

Xin Guiren picked up the medicine bowl and blew it.

"The medicine is bitter, my sister is really hard."

"As long as this child can be born safely, he can spread the branches and leaves for His Majesty and extend the royal family, no matter how hard it is, it will be worth it."

Xin Guiren tightened the medicine bowl and said softly.

"My sister is such a blessing."

Concubine Zhi looked at the shy Xin nobles, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion: Fang Qingxin is both talented and beautiful, gentle and graceful, quite favored by the emperor, and she has been pregnant for just over a year after entering the palace, compared to those concubines who have been in the palace for a few years but are not favored by the emperor, and have no heirs, it is really too lucky.

Fortunately, she gave birth to the second prince Yikang, even if the emperor doesn't come to her much, in this lonely deep palace, at least she can feel down-to-earth and feel relieved.

Thinking of the child, Concubine Zhi couldn't help but raise a warm smile.

Xin Guiren blew the bowl of medicinal juice again, tested the temperature with his hands, estimated that it was almost done, and was about to bring the medicine bowl to his mouth.

"Wait!"

Concubine Zhi suddenly shouted.

Xin Guiren was stunned: "Niangniang, what's wrong?" ”

"What is this?"

Concubine Zhi reached out and took the bowl of medicine and pointed to the edge of the medicine bowl.

"Huh?"

Xin Guiren looked over, but didn't see anything.

"Look here."

Concubine Zhi stared intently at the bowl of medicine, raised her thin fingers, and against the backdrop of her purple-red flower juice nails, Xin Guiren immediately noticed: there was a very fine crystal powder on the edge of the bowl.

"This is pollen, in the courtyard of the Ying Pavilion, the pomegranate flowers have bloomed just right in the past two days!"

Xin Guiren didn't think much about it.

Concubine Zhi shook her head slightly: "Why does this powder look a little weird?" ”

"Weird?"

Xin Guiren was puzzled.

"Pollen is usually colored, how can it be transparent?"

Concubine Zhi simply dipped the powder with her hands, put it in front of her nose and smelled it.

"Any questions?"

Xin Guiren was a little apprehensive when he saw Concubine Zhi so serious.

"Hongu doesn't understand pharmacology,"

Concubine Zhi shook her head, "It's just that this powder doesn't taste at all, and it appears in your medicine bowl again, this palace is afraid of ......."

"The concubine understands."

Xin Guiren's face suddenly turned pale, and his heart beat violently.

"Cuiyan, go and ask the Imperial Doctor to come."

Zhi Concubine is colorful.

Cui Yan knew that the matter was important, and quickly ran out after receiving the order.

- "Doctor Cheng, how's it going?" ”

Concubine Zhi asked cautiously, and a layer of cold sweat had oozed from the palms of Xin Guiren: Don't be ...... Imperial Physician Cheng sniffed and tasted the powder, his brows suddenly knotted, and he fell into deep thought.

Finally, he bowed down and replied truthfully: "Returning to Niangniang, this powder is a powder made of three medicinal herbs: oxknee, guiwei and safflower. ”

"What?!"

The two concubines shouted.