Chapter 48: A Woman's Pregnant Heart

The fog is big, be careful when you go out, remember to wear a mask!

Ji Juan's status seems to have risen a few grades recently, and the diet and daily life are all exquisite, I went to the back garden with her a few times, and the team of grandmothers, eunuchs and maids followed, and was constantly reminded of what flowers and plants can not be touched, what smells can not be smelled for a long time, what things can not be eaten, and what is disturbing, and the mood is not as good as before relaxing.

However, Ji Juan may be the reason why she is pregnant and in a smooth mood, but she is in a happy and peaceful world, and she does not feel tired at all.

"Sister Xi, the mountain over there will be a shy wait, do you see, don't you look like a well-behaved girl?" Ji Wan is in a really good mood, people say that what you see in your heart is what you see, she can think of a girl from flowers, and she thinks that she is a happy love for nature.

"Girl?" I was infected by her excitement, remembering the idiom that I had been forced to recite by the teachers, and said with a smile: "Sister Juan is really a girl's heart, in my opinion, well-this is the most appropriate for 'budding to be released'." ”

Yes, my "um-" thinking is pretended, and I can utter a hundred and eighty of these idioms every minute, but at this point, a little deep reflection can show that I am improvising, and improvisation shows that my brain is not fast-food superficial, so as to slightly disguise the ancient poetry that I lack in my bones than theirs.

Ji Wan's eyes lit up. "No wonder everyone is humane 'Mrs. Xi is a half-immortal', my sister is really talented, 'budding to be released' - well, the most profound."

I smiled weakly, ashamed of her admiration. "My sister also heard it, borrowed flowers to offer Buddha, and thought that my sister would like to listen to it, so I just said that I would listen to it with my sister."

"Heard? Who else but you can say this, and if you do, you can still be unknown and unknown? Ji Juan didn't believe my words, pondered for a moment or two, and she said: "Since the flower body is 'budding to be released', why don't you write poems between Sister Xi and Sister Xi?" ”

Poem?

Looking at Ji Juan's expectant eyes and trust, I suddenly regretted accepting her invitation to take a walk. I don't want her good mood to end because of my refusal, but I don't want to not only follow her to listen to the nagging of her grandmothers, but also fall into the confusion of poetry and poetry that I don't know anything about.

The more I think about it, the more I regret it, and the more I regret it, the more I look forward to it.

"Come to think of it, we've never chanted poetry together." Ji Juan said excitedly: "My sister is only a shallow learner, her mouth is stupid and her lips are frustrated, if she is inferior, my sister is not allowed to laugh." ”

I was depressed and laughed: I didn't know anything, and I was embarrassed.

"Sister Xi comes first." Ji Wanli let me.

She didn't even ask me if I wanted to? Maybe the poetry and painting are something they can do every minute, and she thinks it's so ordinary that I can't be embarrassed so I don't need to ask for my opinion, but I really want her to ask my opinion.

With her like this, I don't even have a chance to refuse.

"Sister Wan come first, I'm afraid I'll compose a lyric first, my sister really can't listen to it and vomit, and I'm not in the mood to recite poetry." I laughed at myself.

Ji Juan was laughed at by me, "Sister, I can vomit, but I will never vomit because of Sister Xi's words, but because of pregnancy." She was happy and didn't say much: "Since my sister doesn't dislike it, my sister will come first." ”

Ji Juan paced slowly in the pavilion, her eyes stayed on the scenery outside the pavilion, and there was a posture of seven steps into a poem.

Qin has clusters of flowers, secluded and gorgeous. It is said that it is a lot of dew.

Comfortable and pleasant, Wang Ji Chengzhi. Scorching its splendor, will it not be happy to be satisfied?

The skin of the lamb, hugging and thick. Warmth, my blessed wife.

Junrun thick clothes, Tuobi Gaogang. Generous words for my food, grateful for the affection.

Ji Juan said the three words "kindness" solemnly and firmly.

I read "Chu Ci" earlier, which said that "I admire the poet's legacy, and I am willing to entrust Zhi to vegetarian food", which is enough to prove that people in the early era of the Warring States period are more important than words, Ji Juan's words reveal that she has already changed from the original woman to the princess of Qin, who is a mother and has a wife, which shows that she is now fully adapted to and satisfied with the current role.

The ancient girl is rarely happy, and I can't bear to spoil her interest, and I don't know whether the poems she makes are good or not, so I can only frolic and transfer this stubble to discuss.

"With such energetic words, isn't what Sister Wan said about her own and the king's mutual affection?" I laughed and talked nonsense, trying to use this to stun Ji Juan, so as to escape the catastrophe of being about to make a fool of himself and "squeeze poetry".

"Oh, Sister Xi, you are really-" Ji Wan's cheeks flushed, and she shyly avoided looking at me head-on, and said, "You don't want to be naughty, and make a song, maybe there will be a suspicion of flattery." ”

"I won't have it," I was about to continue to tease her, when suddenly a plan came to me, and the limerick came in handy, and chanted:

The face is red in the flowers,

Speaking of shame and anger during pregnancy;

The full garden can't be closed,

Purple and red king's love!

I laughed at her shamelessness while talking, and in order to achieve the possibility that Ji Juan couldn't use her brain to force me to make a poem, I laughed and got carried away.

Ji Juan was completely at a loss, she didn't expect me to tease her so unscrupulously, walking back and forth a few times, she stomped her feet in a hurry, angry that I wasn't, and praised me wasn't.

"Hehehehe, Sister Wan still wants to sing with her sister?"

My idea is to shame Ji Juan enough at one time, so that I will not be bothered by dragging and chanting poems in the days when I am uncertain in the future.

"My sister is really a child's play sister, and I am ashamed of making fun of me." Ji Wan covered her hot cheeks, and finally calmed down, pretending to be serious and trying to turn the situation into a normal state: "Don't make trouble, let's be serious." ”

I laughed even harder: "Sister Wan was not serious just now, was she not serious?" ”

"Oh, you-" Ji Wan turned her face away angrily, looking into the distance and meditating on poetry.

"Is Sister Wan beating the draft or missing the king?" I laughed at her.

Ji Wan was ashamed, hung her head unnaturally, and didn't have the reason to speak up for a while.

"There it is." She opened verses to bury the crampedness of the moment.

The sun is blooming, the spring is prosperous, leisurely.

The sun is blooming, there are women like jade, beautiful and beautiful.

Yang...

I saw that she kept smiling at me, and I thought she was going to say that she was going to fight back on me, so I preemptively said: "Yang Qi is blooming, isn't it beautiful if a woman is pregnant?" Hahaha~~~ Okay? Hahaha! ”

Laughing and turning my head to look at Ji Juan, there was no shadow of her in my sight, and I saw her in the next direction in the direction behind me. I was startled, my smile stopped suddenly, I instinctively looked back, and suddenly felt a chill in the back of my head - Ying Zheng was standing in the pavilion looking at me.

As soon as my legs went limp, I bowed down.

I didn't even notice the breath of Yingzheng who was as cold as a stone, and he was still talking nonsense, which came into his ears.

He wouldn't end me up for my lack of rules, would he?

qidian.

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