Time flies so fast, and it's Cher's first birthday in a blink of an eye. Due to Fujin's good milk, Xue'er was fed even more white and fat, and the milk could not be eaten. A woman's milk cannot be stored in the zàiru room, otherwise it will swell out and cause problems, and what cannot be eaten must be squeezed out and thrown away. Fu Jin felt that it was a pity to throw it away, so he discussed with the prince, and with Yun'er's consent, he gave Xuan'er the part that Xue'er couldn't eat. Xuan'er was very willing to drink Da E's milk, and shouted: "Drink milk, it's so fragrant!" "After a month's work, Xuan'er will be fat. The prince was very strange, "Xiu'er, you are really good, it is equivalent to feeding two children, and your milk is so strong?" Became a cow. ”

Fu Jin laughed happily.

The prince sighed with emotion: "Of the five masters in our house, four are as strong as bears, but Yun'er is skinny. ”

"Then you should take care of her a little more, she reads a lot, and probably thinks a lot. This Xuan'er is two or three years old, why hasn't there been news of another child? Is there nothing wrong with her sick master? ”

"When the master hasn't arrived yet, don't let me do that with her."

"Huh? You've been ...... Why don't you have one? Fu Jin didn't care.

"Do you communicate with each other about this?"

"What can I do? It's not a thing to be like this, she's still young, and she'll slowly get resentful. You can't complain to others about this kind of thing, not even your parents. You're afraid that I'll have it again, and you're still a bachelor over there. Really, blame me for being too careless. Fu Jin blamed himself.

"What's the matter with you? It doesn't matter if the king is here, who will make a living from that thing? It's that Yun'er may have ideas. After all, she is the king's woman, and she can't let her family give birth to a son. I know you're not the kind of person who is jealous, and I want to talk to you, what to do? Master, Yun'er is also his disciple, he will take care of it, but now is not the time. But what now? She fell asleep that day, and I gently touched her, skinny, not when we first got married. It's all hurt by me, a very good girl, in my hands, I have a big belly in a few days, I vomit in the dark when I am happy, and it hurts to die when I give birth to a child, and now I am still crazy or stupid. You ......"

"It is the glory and pursuit of life for everyone to worship the king, what about you? and won the favor of the emperor, there should be no worries, but there are still troubles! You should take care of Yun'er more, even if she didn't give you a son, it is also your woman to be a husband and wife with you for a day. No, can't you get close and close yet? Sleeping in the same bed, why can't it? ”

"It's not that you can't be close, you haven't seen her pitiful look, you really don't dare to face her."

"You must be bitter too, right?"

"I'm nothing, I'm dozens of years old, and she's still in her twenties. Don't worry about this, the second brother will try to handle it well. It's her illness, and she doesn't know when she will be completely cured, and she doesn't know what Cheng Dù will be, so I'm afraid that she will hurt herself. I always think about the first time I met her. How happy she was at that time, carefree, with a crisp laugh and an innocent face. I wondered, how did the two women collide? Yun'er is fine, but you knocked me unconscious. ”

The two men burst out laughing. Fu Jin: "That's not a collision, it's our fate, and after a collision, fate will be connected." No matter how heavy the collision was, it was all connected. ”

"Okay, the three of us are different from those women in other houses, you two are all I have."

"Lord, listen to the concubines, this batch of show girls is distributed to the palaces There are a lot of them, and Prince An sent three at a time, there are already so many women, and then enter the newcomers, not only the show girls themselves, but the show girls who leave the brand, the lowest is also the position of a concubine, naturally they want to bring several dowries from their mother's family, as well as the maids, grandmothers, and eunuchs who accompany the house. Everyone also has a yard, as well as food, shelter and clothing, and then joins the battle of the back house. The concubine is very lucky that her monk husband is not greedy, with your merits, you can normally accept the woman assigned by the emperor and the queen mother, and you have to be ten away, then you have to work diligently every day. He laughed.

Wang Ye: "I also have to thank Sister Peach for laying such a foundation for me, everyone knows that I am a cold person." ”

"Are you still cold? It's weird. ”

Yun'er was about to rest, took a shower, went to bed and prepared for bed. Yu'er Shui tucked the corners of the quilt for her, put down the tent, and gently retreated to the outside. These days, Yun'er is very good, quite calm, and her mind has always been relatively clear. Yun'er also thought about how she could suddenly go crazy and do stupid things regardless of it. At that time, it was like someone was forcing it, and if you don't do it, you can't do it, and I didn't do it before. It's no wonder that the prince doesn't like to take care of himself, who doesn't bother with the wind and rain? It's very uncomfortable to be left out in the cold, is it so annoying? Yun'er was very sad and cried under the quilt.

The prince came, got on the bed, and hugged Yun'er: "Don't cry, don't cry." Can you have an open talk with this king? ”

Yun'er twitched and put on the ground: "Yun'er thinks that you don't want Yun'er anymore!" ”

"What are you thinking? How can this king not want you? Our Yun'er was so cute before," the prince hugged Yun'er's thin body, "It's all because this king is not good, he doesn't care enough about you, and he always scolds you." ”

Yun'er was stuck in the prince's arms and cried to her heart's content.

"In the future, happy one, don't always be sad, okay? If you want to do anything, you can tell the king, if you don't have money, don't you just buy rice paper, paint, pen and ink, these things don't cost a few dollars, and your man can afford it. And your son's share. The flowers and vegetables you painted are very good-looking, and when you paint, your hands are so flexible, this king is very envious, and I will learn to paint with you in the future. People who like calligraphy and painting live a long life, if you want to live a long life, you have to be in good health, and if you are in good health, you have to be optimistic, don't always think about unhappy things. ”

"Yun'er is not a bad woman, she doesn't do bad things on purpose, but she just can't control herself. I knew it wasn't right, but ......"

"Okay, okay, this king understands that it will be fine in the future, how can people not get sick if they eat grains? It'll get better slowly. ”

"Is Yun'er sick?" Yun'er looked at the prince.

Wang Ye: "That day, didn't Imperial Doctor Xie give you a pulse?" You have some liver stasis, you are happy, what do you have to worry about? We don't have to worry about food or clothing. There is nothing to have fun, as the saying goes, people are in good spirits when they are happy, and they have nothing to do to go around the garden, evacuate and evacuate, or continue to paint. ”

"Thank you for your kindness, Yun'er will be happy."

"You and this king are honest, do you think this king is ......old?"

"Oh, what are you, Lord Wang? How could Yun'er ever have such an idea, you don't dislike Yun'er's low background and burning high incense like a woman, why does Yun'er still dislike you? ”

"Why don't you look like a woman anymore? It's not like a woman who can give birth to a son to this king."

"Lord Wang! How are you...... "Yun'er coquettishly arched into the prince's arms.

The one-year-old Cher was as fat as a penguin, and she wore a lot of clothes in winter, so she walked forward with great interest, staggering, lame, and fell down without heart, and did not cry, but got up and continued to walk. Yun'er pulled Xue'er forward with great interest, Xuan'er: "Sister Xue'er is walking too slowly!" Same with ducks. Everyone laughed.

Fu Jin: "It's the same when you first leave, you have to come one by one." ”

Xuan'er again: "E-niang likes her sister and doesn't like Xuan'er." ”

Yun'er glared at Xuan'er fiercely, and Xuan'er was so frightened that she cried "wow".

The prince hurriedly picked up his son: "Man, why do you cry when you cry?" ”

"E-Niang's eyes are so fierce, Xuan'er is afraid."

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid of Amma."

Everyone can't understand Yun'er's mentality, Xuan'er is not close to herself, but is kind to Xue'er, who is not related by blood. How did they know that her mind was sometimes someone else's. Black Dragons also like beautiful things, and she also likes such a beautiful girl as Xue'er, so Yun'er likes it too. However, Yun'er's own thinking also likes Xue'er, so who doesn't like cute children? In this way, the likes of the two people add up, which is Yun'er's special love for Cher's table. It's not that Yun'er doesn't like Xuan'er, it's that the black dragon doesn't like Xuan'er.

Fu Jin: "Lord, Xue'er is one year old, how about catching her for a week?" See what she can catch? Xuan'er grabbed an ingot. I think there will be no shortage of silver in the future. ”

Listening to Xue'er's arrest of Zhou, Yun'er volunteered: "I'll prepare." ”

Xue'er is now a princess, very noble, a milk baby, every year to get four hundred taels of silver, equivalent to the general of the country. Many of the daughters of the clan came to celebrate Xue'er's birthday, and of course, Fujin also celebrated their children's birthdays, and none of them were empty-handed. Cher also got a lot of gifts, gold locks, bracelets, jewelry, fabrics, and toys. A mountain was piled up.

The emperor was busy with government affairs, and he didn't forget Xue'er's birthday, so he sent someone to bring his daughter a lot of food, play, and a plate of hexagonal snowflakes cast in silver.

The one-year-old Xue'er was wearing a red brocade cotton jacket and cotton pants, a gold collar around her neck, a silver bracelet with a bell on her hand, soft-soled leather shoes made by Yun'er on her feet, and a cone braided on her head that had just been tied up, and a big red gauze flower with gold thread and two small eastern pearls on the braid. It was placed in the middle of a kang full of things like the moon held by the stars. Copper coins, jewelry, rouge, brushes, embroidery supports, abacus, dolls given by the Queen Mother to Westerners, rulers for needlework, and so on. Xue'er's big eyes were not enough, her long eyelashes flickered, and a pair of fat hands were scratching on these things, and she didn't find what she wanted for a long time, so she turned around and looked everywhere. The prince smiled: "Is there such a catch on Zhou?" Looking for sky-high prices? ”

Xue'er pointed at Fu Jin: "Yes!" Want! ”

Everyone laughed: "It's a big week to catch it, and I've caught my mother!" ”

Yun'er picked up Xue'er and handed it to Fu Jin. Xue'er grabbed the Buddha beads on Fujin's wrist: "Yes!" Want! "It turned out to be Buddha beads.

Fu Jin was busy: "Okay, okay, Xue'er is waiting." E-Niang will give it to you. She took the beads off her wrist and handed them to Cher. Cher giggled, raised her hands to her head, and then put them on her arms, looked and looked, and patted them with satisfaction.

The news that Xue'er caught the Buddha beads soon spread to the palace, not only the emperor was happy, but the queen mother was also very happy, Xue'er was a child with a Buddha fate. But Yun'er wondered, they were all the children of the prince, why did Xuan'er catch the ingots? Will Xuan'er be rich in the future, or will he love money like life in the future? He is already a son, and he has 6,000 taels of silver every year, isn't it enough? Don't be an insatiable one.

How did Yun'er know that his son was a good wealth boy, and he was sent down by Master Rulai to complete a heavy mission. Xue'er also came down from the Buddha world, and it was their fate that made up a family.

With two children in the house, Fujin's ideal has been realized, and there are often children's crying, laughter, screams, and Xuan'er and Xue'er's running, jumping, and playing. What made the prince and Fujin the happiest was that Xue'er didn't have to feed her brother when she saw that she didn't have to feed herself, and she didn't let Jingqi Mama feed her, so she had to eat by herself. The hands are not very good, and they often eat all over their faces, either with rice grains on their faces, or soup on their faces, and with a particularly serious expression. Don't be the prince Fujin couldn't help laughing happily, even the two Jingqi grandmothers who served her couldn't help but laugh out of tears. Fu Jin's heart was filled with a kind of tenderness, looking at the two beautiful and smart children, his heart said over and over again: "You must grow up safely!" This sentence contains too much worry and apprehension. The medical conditions of that era were too worrying. Smallpox, epidemic, cholera, and tuberculosis can kill even one of those who have dysentery. These infectious diseases are not based on the origin of the sick person or how noble they are. Take it when it's time to take it. The rate of premature death among children is quite high. It is not surprising that there are such concerns.

In Fu Jin's heart, there is still a faint dissatisfaction, feeling that Yun'er should take advantage of her youth to have a few more. The children of other palaces are all in a group, and there are only two in their own mansions, which is too few! But less is better than nothing. Yun'er is still sick, and she can't be with the prince, so naturally she can't have children, and she will soon be forty years old, and it is difficult to have children. Even if you have it, the quality won't be very good, if you are sick today and have a fever tomorrow, you won't have enough to worry about, it's better not to have it.

Just thinking about it, Mama Zheng's voice was in her ear: "The third male baby of Prince An's Fujin has died again." ”

Fu Jin's heart "chuckled", and it was cold.

Because he is Prince An's sister-in-law, both the prince and Fujin have to go to the funeral, and when they come back, the clothes on the mountain are burned, for fear that bringing back something bad will not be good for the child.