On the third day of the Lunar New Year, just after the afternoon, the sky suddenly darkened, and the snow wind blew outside the hall. Even at the beginning of the New Year's Festival, the women in this palace did not get the call of the escort, and they were in the harem, and they didn't feel much joy.

Today, a few concubines who are close to each other on weekdays came to Zhu Jieyu's palace, sitting together and talking, trying to be lively.

Jieyu Niangniang's aunt in front of her saw the little palace maid outside the door probing her brain, her face was anxious, and she seemed to have something to report. quietly exited the door and approached her for questioning, so as not to disturb the Yaxing of the ladies and dancers.

"Auntie, someone from the outside of the Fang Cai Palace. The man sent a message to Jiang Jieyu's palace, saying that the princess of the Zhao Guogong Mansion had a seizure. The woman was in a hurry, and she was slightly panting when she replied.

The aunt in charge was stunned, made a fuss, and waved her down.

Count the days, that seizure, but it should be these days.

So he turned around and went back, followed the original words, and told Zhu Jieyu about the matter.

"Oh? Her belly will pick the day. Bengong remembers that a few days ago, the Guogong Mansion had just announced the imperial doctor. Zhu Jieyu raised her head, glanced at the corner of her eyes, and her gaze faintly swept over Zhuang Ronghua under the seat.

seems to be smiling but not smiling, there is something in the words.

Sure enough, the drum music that was still lively in the house a moment ago gradually died down.

None of the people who can go to the banquet are stupid. Since the aunt in charge replied in front of everyone, she didn't think about hiding it. Just for show, a few words vaguely leaked out, which was enough to make everyone point their ears and peek at one or two.

In addition, Niangniang immediately followed these words, which one at the bottom can't guess the head and tail? So they converged one after another, and used the excuse to bury their heads in tea.

The dispute between the previous dynasty and the matter involved the Zhu and Gu families. They were nothing more than gadgets sent to the palace from their respective families to serve the king. People are soft-spoken, whether it is grace or family background, they are far inferior to the two Jieyu. In this way, the smarter ones naturally don't dare to interject in vain.

Only one person described the sudden change and pulled down the corners of his mouth. Obviously, he doesn't want to see the happy letter of the national government.

Seeing that the provocation was successful, he sprinkled a handful of salt on Zhuang Ronghua's heart again. Zhu Jieyu's eyes quickly showed a touch of successful happiness.

Inside and outside the court, no one knows that the right minister favors the Jiang family. Half a month earlier, under the pretext of a recurrence of leg disease, he left the imperial doctor in the palace in the house. The king did not hold him accountable for this, but let that man pretend to be a public servant. It can be seen that for Gu Yan, King Huai values more after all.

Compared with the Zhu family in the court at the moment, they are quite a little trembling, and it is faintly difficult to ride a tiger, which has attracted the suspicion of the king, Zhu Jieyu sighed helplessly in her heart.

Partisan disputes, verbal and written criticism, the origin of murder without blood. No matter how anxious she was, she couldn't exert half of her strength. I only wish my father and brother to be cautious and cautious.

Looking down at her flat and slender waist and abdomen, Jieyu Niangniang's hand hidden under the cuffs, slowly clenched her fists - the Jiang family, and the Jiang family. Thinking about her Zhu Wu's character and talent, how amazing. went around and around, but couldn't get around a Jiang family.

In the palace, this is the only little son who has been born to the king, and every time he meets in the imperial garden, he can't help but put on a guard that is both noble and prevents her from being like a snake and scorpion.

The one outside the palace, although she has no stake in it, but for some reason, the name of Jiang's favor, it is like being uncomfortable by herself. The comparison between the two always makes life angry and unsettled.

The two sisters of the Jiang family, Jieyu Niangniang only felt extremely disgusted. can only talk about comfort, and the only thing left is to take this well, pull that Zhuang Ronghua as a companion, and share one or two.

In the West Garden of the Guogong Mansion, in the delivery room that has been prepared for more than a month, the seven girls bit the cloth ball, only to feel that their bodies seemed to be torn apart, and they felt a pain. Sweating profusely, it was easy to catch the pain of the pain, and I couldn't help but open my mouth and hiss.

It was cold, and the man was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he ordered someone to set up a charcoal basin. She was bent by the servant woman who gave birth, and only her upper body was covered with a thick futon. The fine sweat on the forehead can't tell whether it's hot or painful.

Chunying was so frightened that her face turned white, her hands and feet were not good, and she was dragged behind by Tao's mother, who only asked her to bring water and twist a handkerchief and wipe the sweat of the seventh girl.

"You are going to panic in pain, you can't stand it, you can scream a few times. Just remember to save some effort to help your child land safely. "Mother Tao is an old man in the house, and she is more effective than Chunying at this time. While feeling sorry for the girl, she was softly relieved, although she was anxious, she didn't show it on her face.

The seventh girl lay on her back on the couch, her sweat-soaked hair sticking to her face, uncomfortable and pitiful. It's hard to answer. She was born exquisite, with a petite skeleton, and compared to the north, she really suffered a lot.

When the man personally carried her into the delivery room, although his behavior was as calm and orderly as ever, the tense outline of his side face vaguely revealed that the man's heart was far from being as calm and calm as his face.

Placing her on the couch, he locked his eyes on her, and pulled her forehead hair away for her, carefully holding it behind her ear. It was rare for him to show a hint of indecisiveness in his expression.

"Ah Ming, don't be afraid."

For example, in recent days, he hugged her at night, repeating the sentence of advice. At this moment, no matter how wise this man is, the woman's birth, in addition to the relief, he can't help it.

In this situation, seeing him like this, I felt that he was holding her hand, and it hurt. She gritted her teeth and nodded wildly, pulled out her little hand, and pushed his chest indiscriminately, urging him to leave. She was afraid that if he did this again, she would not be able to help it, so squeamish that she vented the uneasiness in her heart and asked him to stay.

Seeing that she was in severe pain, her eyes were secretly red, and she tried her best to drive him out. He didn't understand that she was just hindered by Zhao Guogong and the Xu family, as well as the huge family, who got the letter and stayed outside. She was sensible and refused to let him be rebuked. She thought that he understood, so she frowned slightly, in order to calm her heart, she finally got her wish and never stayed again.

The moment he turned around, the corner of his eye swept over the ginseng slices prepared in the tray on the desk. and deliberately called the female doctor who checked her pulse every month to the side, and gave a deep admonition, and then went out with a curtain.

And so he waited until it was dark. There were occasional cries of pain in the room, and Xu's fingertips hurriedly twisted the Buddhist beads, silently, silently chanting the scriptures. Even dinner was perfunctory, and he only went for a quarter of an hour before returning again. It seems to have been diagnosed by the imperial doctor, and the eldest grandson in the belly of the princess is particularly close, and he can't leave it for a moment. It was Zhao Guogong, who still had a little bit of the prestige of the grandfather, so he left someone to pass the message and returned to the study.

The princess was about to give birth, which alarmed the palace, and this matter could not be hidden. The news is like giving birth to wings, and the ears and eyes in Beijing are well-read, and they get the letter at night.

The Marquis of Jiangyin didn't say a word, and immediately ordered someone to prepare the car, put on his clothes, and board the car. It seemed to be in a hurry, but he only arrived at a restaurant at the entrance of an alley away from the Guogong Mansion, and walked up the tower alone. In the faintly melancholy eyes, through the twilight of the sparse falling snow, I looked out of the window. In the depths of the night, the things of the past are coming one after another. There are obstacles in my heart, but my feet are like casting rocks, and I can't move an inch.

Just as he treated her, from beginning to end, only guarded, not far away, not near.

Just like a wall, there is silence.

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I haven't been online for a month, and I won't repeat the mess in the middle. As for why I didn't take the initiative to ask for leave, to be honest, the biggest reason is that I am weak and afraid of being beaten; Secondly, I can't even estimate when I will be able to deal with the trivial matters this time and restore the update. Thanks to the support of the relatives all the time, this time it is finally quiet, can take a breath, peace of mind will be spoiled. (As it happens, the alliance leader is here.) The forecast is really, the murderous heart has a soul~~~)