Song Xiaojing seems to be a light sentence, but there are few people who can do it, including herself, and even Song Anle, who also have a selfish psychology.

sighed for the events that happened in the palace, presumably it is also a psychology that everyone will have, so Song Xiaojing also said worriedly: "But Qing'er is our relative, if we ignore her, it will inevitably be a little unkind, but now the queen is staring at her, it is really embarrassing." ”

Song Anle at least knew the connection, so she didn't worry about Bai Huaqing's future, but Song Xiaojing was different, whether she was sincere or not, at least she was very real, so Song Anle took her hand and said comfortingly: "Don't worry, everyone has their own blessings, they have their own self-pity, I believe that God is fair." ”

Song Xiaojing nodded, but still said worriedly: "I hope so." ”

On the topic of white painting, there must be no more progress, Song Xiaojing wanted to divert the topic, so she suddenly remembered something, so she said with concern: "By the way, Anle, can you prepare something for the child?" ”

When it came to the child, Song Anle showed a faint smile on her face, and she also said lightly: "The days are still long, I haven't prepared too much, but there is something I have to trouble you to help me see." ”

Song Xiaojing said quite casually: "What trouble are you talking about, bring it to me and take a look." ”

"Then you wait." Song Anle got up and walked towards the hall as he spoke.

Song Xiaojing watched her walk into the inner hall, so she looked around in the hall, because she knew that Song Anle never used sandalwood or anything like that, so the powder in her hand couldn't find a suitable place to put it for a while.

Just when she was in a hurry, she stumbled upon a stove by the door, which seemed to be a spare item for stewing food, usually for the convenience of the masters to eat at any time, and she also had this thing there.

So she hurriedly sprinkled the powder in the paper bag evenly into the charcoal fire in the stove, the best feature of this stove is that it is only used to keep food warm, and there is no need to add charcoal fire often, so the powder she sprinkled will not be burned out in a short time.

Song Xiaojing did not hesitate at all when she sprinkled the powder, but after she succeeded, she was a little nervous, although these are only slightly unfavorable to pregnant women, and they are colorless and tasteless, but they can follow the breath of the human body and enter the body, and then for a long time, it will lead to a lack of qi and blood in pregnant women, which is serious to miscarriage.

Since Song Xiaojing has the intention to help Gao Yuankang compete for the country, she will certainly not allow the birth of an imperial heir during the period, except for her children, of course.

After Song Anle walked out of the hall, she saw Song Xiaojing in a daze at the door, and she called softly, "Xiaojing." ”

Song Xiaojing was relieved from her thoughts in a panic, and then Song Anle said as she walked: "Why are you in a daze here?" ”

"I just heard a thunderclap, and I thought it was going to rain again." Song Xiaojing said, not forgetting to look out the window.

The sky after the rain is always foggy and dark, Song Anle is worried that there will be rain, so she said kindly: "It's not early, or you can go back too, don't encounter thunderstorms again." ”

"Don't worry, I'll help you look at things first, and it's not bad for a while."

The sisters walked and talked, and walked back to the soft couch to sit down, Song Anle took out a small belly pocket in her hand, which had been embroidered with a beautiful pattern, but it was still missing a shape, so she said modestly: "You help me see, what should this little belly pocket do with a beautiful shape?" ”

Song Xiaojing was surprised that there was no exquisite pattern, so she said in surprise: "It's so good-looking, did you make it yourself?" ”

"Of course, I'm counting on anyone here to help me with that."

"It's so pretty." Song Xiaojing couldn't put down her eyes and looked at the cute little belly pocket, but then she said: "I think this must be very cute when made into a fan." ”

"Really;" Song Anle took the laughing belly pocket, and while imagining, he smiled happily: "Then I will do as you say, and when it is finished, I will repair it into a fan shape." ”

Song Xiaojing smiled, she looked at the sky outside the window, and said in a blink of an eye: "It's not early, I should go back too, otherwise King Lin will be unhappy." ”

Compared with Song Xiaojing's happiness, Song Anle was naturally full of emotion, but it was rare for Song Xiaojing to be like today, no matter what, she was still happy for her from the bottom of her heart, so she said with a smile: "It seems that King Lin attaches great importance to you, you must take advantage of it." ”

Song Xiaojing said with feeling: "The true feelings in the palace are not easy to talk about. ”

"It's because it's not easy, so we have to cherish ourselves." Song Anle also seemed to remind her that there are some loves, feelings that should be cherished, and some feelings that need to be seen clearly.

"I see, you should take care of yourself, and I'll come back to see you later."

"No need, you're about to go into labor, it's better not to move around at will, after all, otherwise I won't be able to explain to King Lin."

Song Xiaojing smiled shyly, "Then I'll go first." ”

"I'll send you." Then the two sisters walked out together, and then the sky became brighter, apparently after the rain had passed the day.

Song Anle's more and more serious drowsiness has exceeded normal, and she herself feels that in addition to surprisingly snooze, she also feels lazy and has no strength, and wants to move around more every day, but she feels a little lacking in mental strength.

After checking them one by one, the imperial doctor couldn't find any abnormalities, and the fetus was still alive, so she was puzzled, but there was nothing she could do.

After the imperial doctor left on this day, Song Anle still couldn't reluctantly feel at ease as usual, and she didn't know why, the ominous premonition in her heart always bothered her inexplicably.

Mei Xin saw that Song Anle had been worried, presumably because of her physical condition, so she said in a timely manner: "Imperial Princess, are you sleepy again?" ”

Although Song Anle looked tired, she still shook her head weakly, "You said that these imperial doctors really work, why do I feel that my body is getting weaker and weaker, as if the whole person is about to sink, not only because I have no strength, but also because I feel powerless." ”

"Imperial Princess, you are a pregnant person, the imperial doctor said, any reaction is normal, you don't have to be overly anxious, it's really not good, the slaves and maids accompany you to go out for a walk, maybe it can get better."

"Forget it, I want to sleep first." Song Anle lay lazily on the bed, seeing her being hit by thick fatigue, Mei Xin couldn't bear it.

Seeing her drowsiness like this, Mei Xin was also faintly worried, but the imperial doctor did not find any abnormalities again and again, and she could only think that it was a phenomenon caused by pregnancy.

In order to disturb her sleepiness, Mei Xin took the steaming hot bowl on the side, and said, "Imperial Princess, here is the mung bean soup that the slave maid has just boiled, why don't you drink some and then sleep." ”

Song Anle moved up bulkly again, because her appetite was not bad, but her body did not absorb it well, so she didn't feel the long meat.

A bowl of mung bean soup in her lower abdomen, Song Anle felt a little stronger, listening to the sound of ticking outside, she said curiously: "Is it raining?" ”

"It's been down a long time ago, but the princess just fell asleep and didn't hear it."

"Let's go, accompany me to get rid of the breath." Song Anle got up as she spoke, and Mei Xin hurriedly put down the small bowl to support her.

Coming to the outside of the hall, facing the clear air, Song Anle's mood also relaxed, but the road was after the rain, and she was afraid that it would be slippery, so it was inconvenient to travel, so in the end she just chose to walk under the eaves.

The length of the eaves of the corridor is only the area surrounding a palace, so it is not too long-term, but Song Anle already feels physically exhausted, so her steps are becoming more and more heavy.

Hongzhu could see Song Anle's tiredness, so she said, "Imperial Princess, it's better to rest here." ”

Song Anle nodded, and sat down on the wooden chair in front of him, facing everything bathed in the rain, clear as a mirror, which made people feel more comfortable.

Song Anle stretched out a slender jade hand, and the raindrops dripped under the eaves, but Hongzhu was surprised to find that the skin exposed on her wrist was obviously a little swollen, so she said in shock: "Imperial Princess, your hand...?" ”

Song Anle noticed that his wrist was originally indoors, and it was not easy to find signs of edema, so he always thought that he was growing meat, but under a clear line of sight, it didn't look like normal long meat at all.

They were all like mirrors, but they didn't want to add a burden to each other's hearts, so Song Anle smiled gloomily: "Sure enough, I didn't live up to your careful service every day." ”

Hongzhu could also see that Song Anle also knew her swollen physical condition, so they were very worried in their hearts, and in order to avoid accidents, she said again: "If the imperial concubine is tired, let's go back early." ”

Song Anle didn't have the strength to go shopping, so she nodded, and was helped up by Hongzhu, but the moment of dizziness made her stagger.

"Imperial Princess, what's wrong with you?" Hongzhu supported her in fright, fortunately she had enough strength, otherwise it was estimated that Song Anle would really fall.

Song Anle relieved herself, she was still a little groggy and fell down, she felt that she was about to lose her breath, and her body sank down, but her consciousness was still sober and grasping the red bamboo, as if she was also worried.

"Imperial Princess." No matter how strong Hongzhu was, she couldn't support a body that wasn't completely paralyzed and sinking, so when she saw that she couldn't support Song Anle, she raised her head and shouted, "Come on." ”

It happened that Gao Yuanshang was walking towards the hall, Xu heard the shouting, and when he heard the sound and looked, he rushed in front of Hongzhu in a few arrow steps, and took Song Anle, who had almost fainted, in his arms.

At the moment when Song Anle lost consciousness, she looked at Gao Yuanshang's familiar face in a trance, she thought it was a hallucination she had before she fell into a coma, but she still fell into his arms with peace of mind.

Gao Yuanshang saw that Song Anle's face was ugly, and he also asked in shock, "What's the matter?" ”