Xiao Cuo is wearing a round-necked arrow sleeve shirt with a crow blue cloud brocade cloud pattern today, with a white jade belt on his waist, which looks broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, and his gestures reveal the elegance and strength of a black panther. Xu was aware of Fu Ying's gaze, and when he raised his eyes, the pair of sharp eyes under the sword eyebrows were instantly filled with tenderness when he saw her, as if he was asking her if there was something.

Even if they are already husband and wife, Fu Ying is still amazed by him.

Xiao Cuo and Imperial Physician Liu whispered a few more words, and when Imperial Physician saluted and went to the inner room, they walked briskly.

"What's wrong? But what's the matter? His voice was low and gentle, and his concern could not be concealed.

Fu Ying shook her head, the pearl the size of a lotus seed at the back of her head swayed slightly, reflecting a hazy matte light on her neck.

Xiao Cuo's slender fingers couldn't help but brush the long hair on her sideburns, and finally landed on her shoulder, grabbed the person closer, bent down to her height, and whispered in her ear: "Isn't it boring?" Shall I send you back to rest? ”

In today's situation, of course, her identity is to stay with the imperial sister-in-law, and if she goes back to rest, it will only have a bad impact on Xiao Cuo. But for the sake of her happiness, he would never ask her to do something that she was not happy with.

Fu Ying's heart was a little sour and numb, and she held his hand resting on her shoulder, "I want to accompany you here." ”

"That's a good feeling." Xiao Cuo leaned on Fu Ying as if he had no bones, his arm was clamped on Fu Ying's shoulder, but he didn't put the weight on her: "If you are tired, tell me, and I will take you back." ”

"Good. I'm not tired either. Fu Ying smiled and looked sideways at him.

The palace people who served on the side, seeing the prince who was upright on weekdays, were leaning on the princess as if he had smoked a bone. There was a ruffian air all over his body, but the picture was surprisingly beautiful and harmonious, and he knew in his heart that it was not a rumor that the prince favored the princess alone, and it was not an accident that he directly gave Miss Pang a faceless thing like today.

The prince values such a woman, who of them dares to offend?

It was the palace people, including the prince who followed the emperor for a long time and the great eunuch Li Gonggong, who had become more and more respectful towards Fu Ying since then.

The queen felt that it was an eyesore when she looked at it.

It's just that the emperor is still in a coma, and the four princes have not sent a message back to Kyoto quickly, and there is no clue about the drowning of the four princes in the well. The queen was sad and anxious, and she was much cleared in a few days. The people looked a lot haggard. It looks ten years older all of a sudden.

Seeing the queen like this, Fu Ying couldn't help but feel compassion, and when she was with her, she was more patient and took care of the queen's emotions with great eyes.

Xiao Cuo couldn't see his daughter-in-law working so hard. The person who hurts like a treasure wants to cater to the queen? It's what she's willing to. He couldn't bear it.

Dinner. Xiao Cuo pulled Fu Ying to sit down on the embroidery pier, while serving her to remove her hair, while looking at the person in the mirror and sighing: "You don't have to cater to her like that." I know how hard she is for you, and you don't like her, so why be so nice to her? ”

The lights in the room were bright, and a silk lamp was placed next to the makeup, and the soft light outlined Fu Ying's face with light and dark lines, and Xiao Cao could easily see her smile from the mirror.

Her eyes were full of waves at this time, her eyebrows were smiling, and she was gentle enough to drown people, "I'm not catering to her, I just want to accompany you." ”

The emperor is still in a coma, the imperial doctors are about to turn gray with sorrow, Xiao Cuo's status as the emperor in his heart is like a father and brother, although he is smiling when facing her every day, and he has always liked to make her happy as usual, but where can Fu Ying not feel his anxiety?

At this moment, although she secretly thought in her heart that if the emperor's life was whimper, it might be good for Xiao Cuo, but occasionally she also thought that if the emperor could be cured, Xiao Cuo might not be so worried, and in terms of government affairs, the emperor is indeed a Ming monarch, otherwise Da Zhou would not be politically clear and become a hegemon, and his survival would also be good for the people.

It's a conundrum. There is no solution to everything, only the feeling of resignation.

It's just that Fu Ying didn't know why, and inexplicably had some bad premonitions.

Xu had lived in the villa for too long, and the affairs of Kyoto were unknown, and Xiao Cuo did not tell her about the recent news in Kyoto, and the feeling of not being able to control everything made Fu Ying a little bottomless.

When he got up early the next morning, Fu Ying secretly instructed Zhenyu, "You can take a look and ask the mother-in-law in the kitchen today, if there is any hawthorn cake to deliver." ”

Zhenyu nodded hurriedly: "The slave knows it, and she must bypass Archer to ask today." It's just that I haven't seen the kitchen send hawthorn cake these days, it must be that the contact in the villa is inconvenient, and it is inconvenient to make hawthorn cake. ”

"Not really." Fu Ying pursed her lips and said, and said after a long time: "Xu is that she thinks I don't need to eat hawthorn cake, so she won't give it away." ”

The two were talking in a low voice, but out of the corner of their eyes, they saw that Ah Yuan didn't know when he arrived, Zhenyu was startled, for fear that the secret would be known, but she was even more nervous than Fu Ying, and said incoherently: "That, since the princess is disgusting, it must be good to eat some hawthorn cakes, and the slave maid will order to go down and prepare for a while." ”

Fu Ying supported his forehead.

Zhenyu was about to cry stupidly when she heard this.

Wouldn't this inevitably make the prince know? The matter was meant to be kept secret.

Ah Yuan was very worried, but he didn't want to ask Fu Ying about his private affairs, but he was full of wondering: The princess had a miscarriage not long ago, if she was disgusting and wanted to eat sour, what is this called?

Fu Ying didn't wait to return to the room, Xiao Cuo already came out with a solemn face: "Why don't you tell me if you're uncomfortable?" ”

Fu Ying couldn't cry or laugh: "How can I be uncomfortable." ”

"Nonsense! Your current physical condition is not suitable for pregnancy, what if you do? No, I'll let the Imperial Doctor come and show you later. Although Xiao Cuo has been careful to avoid this kind of accident, it is inevitable that there will be times of indulgence, and he has seen the blood shed during her miscarriage with his own eyes, and he does not want to see any more situations in his life.

But if there is, it would be better to deal with it earlier.

Xiao Cuo was anxious about the emperor's affairs, and at this time, he was worried about hurting Fu Ying's body, so his brows couldn't help frowning.

Fu Ying sighed helplessly, obediently leaned on Xiao Cuo's shoulder, and stuck out his tongue at Zhenyu at an angle he couldn't see.

Zhenyu couldn't beat her head in frustration at this time, but she couldn't.

Xiao Cuo instructed Ah Yuan to invite the imperial doctor, and after a short time, the imperial physician Qu, who was specially serving the queen's pulse, arrived, and carefully looked at Fu Ying, and made sure that it was not what Xiao Cuo thought, and Xiao Cuo was still not at ease.

"Are you really alright?"

"Back to the prince, it's really fine, maybe the princess ate something that is not easy to restrain before she will be nauseated?"

Fu Ying leaned on the big pillow and reluctantly agreed: "Yes, that's it." ”

Xiao Cuo let the imperial doctor go back.

Fu Ying justifiably got half a day of free time, and openly ordered the kitchen to send hawthorn cakes.

Then she ate the note. (To be continued......)