Chapter Seventy-Nine: The General's Wife Is Pregnant (1)

When Qiu Moli got up, it was just dawn, she should have slept too much, and she didn't eat lunch and dinner yesterday, so she only felt a little dizzy at the moment, and she felt a little nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Pick the stars, pick the stars!" Qiu Moli screamed twice, but he didn't see the stars come out, so he could only raise his right hand resignedly and put on his dress.

At this time, Qiu Moli's right palm was still a little tingling, as if it was cramping when he touched it, it was uncomfortable, and he stretched out his right hand irritably, seeing that the gauze on it was no longer Moon Shadow's handwriting, but replaced with a thick layer, as if it had been gnawed in the dog's mouth, uneven, Qiu Moli raised his right hand with some disgust, and at the same time did not forget to talk to himself.

"What the hell? How do you look like a pig's trotter? No one's pig's trotters are better looking than this, at least the pig's trotters are fat and neat. ”

The New Year is approaching, the weather is getting colder and colder, Qiu Moli single-handedly, rummaging through the cabinets, and finally found a big red leather jacket that he has not worn for many years, and finally wrapped himself up, and the sky has been white!

It's already dawn.

At this time, the two of them, Xingxing and Jiayue, walked in, with sleepiness on their faces, and they didn't seem to wake up.

"Madame, are you hungry? In the kitchen, I asked someone to stew bird's nest porridge for you, and also added some blood-tonifying herbs, do you want to take a sip first? Picking the moon stepped forward to support Qiu Moli, seeing that Qiu Moli's face was a little pale, and his face, which was still sleepy, immediately dispersed seven or eight points.

can pick up the stars, as soon as he saw Qiu Moli like this, he began to cry.

"I haven't said this yet, why are you still crying?"

Qiu Moli glanced at Pickyue suspiciously, and shook his head in confusion when he saw Pickyue. I had to pat the head of the star and ask with concern. "Little girl, what's wrong? Cry what, sue Mrs. SΓΉ. ”

Picking the star pointed to Qiu Moli's injured hand, "Madam, you hurt your hand, this matter of bandaging and changing clothes should be done by me and Pickyue!" ”

Qiu Mo chuckled, and his face changed a little when he looked at the star, "You said that my hand was not bandaged by you?" Isn't it a moon-picking? ”

Picking the stars and picking the moon shook their heads at the same time, you look at me, I look at you, looking at a loss.

"Hahaha!" Qiu Moli laughed three times, and then said to the two little girls with a relaxed face. "Lie to you, I slept until I woke up in the middle of the night last night, and then I changed my medicine." It's no wonder, Qiu Moli clenched her left hand tightly in her sleeve, she seems to be getting more and more careless now, the big night let people untie the bandage and change the medicine, but there was no reaction at all, if it was a sword, would her head be gone?

After waiting for Qiu Moli to wash, he didn't have time to bring the cooked bird's nest porridge over, and there was a decree in the palace, saying that Concubine Jing wanted to ask the general's wife to talk about it.

Qiu Moli naturally didn't dare to delay, and he didn't drink the porridge, so he followed the carriage that came to pick up him and went to the palace, this time, she didn't bring the stars and the moon, because there was something more important for them to do, that is, looking at Lian Ji, that woman was by no means a small role.

Entering the palace again, without the queen's troubles, the mood was quite passable, except for the fact that his right hand, which had been feverish for some reason, was a little uncomfortable, Qiu Moli did not have any displeasure.

Concubine Jing is the only two women left by the emperor, and the first is the queen mother who has been eating fasting and reciting Buddha in the Buddhist hall. In Qiu Nan, her father married the daughter of Mo Shuyuan, the dean of Jiangnan Yuecheng Academy, a distant relative of the Xu family, but unfortunately, after her mother married her father, she didn't have any contact with the family, which was a little intriguing.

She is also a scholarly family, why hasn't she become a talented woman who can chant poetry? has become this who loves to talk books?

Qiu Moli couldn't hold back the doubts and incomprehension that rushed through his heart, and when he arrived in Concubine Jing's palace, this crying and laughing expression was completely put away.

Before she saw Concubine Jing, Qiu Moli was still a little apprehensive, afraid that she would be a difficult old woman to deal with, but as a result, she thought too much.

Concubine Jing is in her forties, but she looks younger than many women in her thirties, and there is not even a trace of wrinkles on her good-looking face, she is still dressed in plain white clothes, but embroidered with large orchids, which looks very plain.

"The concubine is auspicious, the concubine Qiu Moli has seen the mother, may the mother's face stay forever, the mood is happy, and all wishes come true."

As usual, it is a blessing that can no longer be vulgar, but it was said by Qiu Moli with a sincere face.

Concubine Jing carefully looked at the hanging head, her black hair was all coiled up, her hair was decorated with several small gold hairpins, and she was wearing a red fur collar jacket, and her flamboyant facial features revealed a charm between a girl and a woman.

is a flamboyant beauty who is not subtle at all, and Concubine Jing grinned the corners of her mouth to an excellent arc. "Li'er, I shouldn't mind if the palace calls you Li'er!"

"Well, of course I don't mind, it's too late for Li'er to be happy." Qiu Moli nodded hurriedly.

"Come and show Hongu. Hey, Li'er, what's wrong with your hand? Concubine Jing looked at Qiu Moli, who was approaching step by step, and only then did she notice that Qiu Moli's right hand was wrapped in a bandage, and a large ball of white gauze was protruding from the palm of his hand.

Qiu Moli took away his right hand and smiled at Concubine Jing obediently. "It's okay, yesterday I was painting in the yard, and I happened to meet a very beautiful bird, so I put down my paintbrush and went to chase the bird, who would have thought that I didn't notice my feet, and I was mixed with something and fell."

Concubine Jing saw that Qiu Moli's left hand was smooth, not as if she had fallen, and knew that Qiu Moli was in trouble, so she didn't ask more, but just told her to pay attention next time and stop falling her hand.

Qiu Moli naturally should come down, and when it came to painting, Concubine Jing remembered her purpose for calling Qiu Moli to come, so she spoke. "Li'er, this palace knows that you drew a pair of ice orchids when you were twelve years old, all of them are ice orchids that have been lost for nearly a hundred years, but Li'er has seen that ice orchid?"

Qiu Moli knew what Concubine Jing was calling herself for, it turned out to be Binglan, but those Binglan were all the treasures of the master, although he never took care of it, but how could he give it away? Or someone in the palace? Qiu Moli deliberately made a look of thinking for a long time before answering.

"Concubine Niangniang, I won't tell you, Li'er painted that Binglan, in fact, Mr. assigned a task, must draw the most beautiful flowers in the world, just when the flowers were in full bloom, Li'er and the maid together, a valley, a valley search, and finally found this extremely beautiful valley, to be honest, at that time Li'er really didn't know that it was Binglan, so I didn't remember the location of the valley."