The four grandmothers finally came out, two of them lifted Shu Ying's two arms and helped her back to the palace, one picked up the items scattered on the ground, and scolded the shells, "Be a dead thing, let you take care of Niangniang, that's how you take care of it, and you will peel off your skin when you go back!" ”

The grandmother who was the leader said to Tang Jingchen: "Concubine Xian's spirit has always been getting worse and worse, and she has disturbed her mother, and I ask for your understanding." ”

Tang Jingchen wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he was silent for a moment and said, "Have you asked the imperial doctor to come and see?" ”

The leading grandmother hurriedly said: "The imperial doctor comes every day, the virtuous concubine is not a big problem, but the mood depression caused by pregnancy is also a common thing, Concubine Jing doesn't have to worry about it, where is the concubine going, please go quickly." ”

This is the bright and sparkling Tang Jingchen left.

Although Tang Jingchen was somewhat sympathetic to Shu Ying's experience, there were some things that she could not manage, and there was a grandmother sent by the Queen Mother, so she was even more difficult to manage.

At this time, there was a sudden scream of shells in the courtyard of Chuxiu Palace, obviously beaten, Tang Jingchen was shocked when he heard it, and he couldn't help but glance at the mama who was the leader.

Mama lowered her eyelids and looked like she hadn't heard.

Tang Jingchen sighed, she still has more important things to do, she really doesn't have time to delay here, and Shu Ying is not right, even if she helps her, she may not appreciate it, if she regains power, she will inevitably bully the weak.

Some people deserve help, some people don't, and Shu Ying is the latter.

She had been sitting on the chariot and had not come down, and then she said, "Let's go." ”

The leading grandmother couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she saw that Tang Jingchen was really leaving, although she was sent by the Queen Mother, but if Concubine Jing insisted on taking care of this idle matter, she couldn't help it, if she went to Cining Palace to move the rescue troops, she would inevitably be incompetent in front of the Queen Mother.

Now that Mama Zhao Lan is out of the palace to raise her, there is only one henchman left by the Queen Mother's side, and there is an empty position, and the other few who are out of reach are fighting hard, so this Mama doesn't want the Queen Mother to feel that she is overwhelmed.

Therefore, when Tang Jingchen left, she felt relaxed.

Who knew that Xiaoluo suddenly rushed out of it, stopped and knelt down in front of Tang Jingchen's steps, his face was full of tears, and he shouted bitterly: "Concubine Jing, please save my mother." ”

The leading grandmother was shocked, covered Xiaoluo's mouth regardless of it, and said to Tang Jingchen: "This girl is crazy, she dares to disturb Niangniang Fengjia, and the old slave will definitely be punished severely." ”

Xiaoluo struggled desperately, but she couldn't match the strength of this grandma, Tang Jingchen thought that she was somewhat loyal, and couldn't help but be a little unbearable, and said to Mama: "She is also worried about the master, so she doesn't choose what to say, Mama better don't punish her." ”

That being said, keep all the doubts in mind.

When she arrived at the cold palace, Jin Yi was sleeping, and Tang Jingchen thought that if she woke her up, she might not be able to get any valuable information, so she had to return in vain.

From a distance, I saw Zhu Diquan standing at the door of Tingyuxuan and looking out, and when he saw Bu Yuan coming, he hurriedly greeted him, "Niangniang, the noble father-in-law next to the emperor has come to the emperor to come over, please prepare Niangniang." ”

Tang Jingchen was taken aback, and looked up at the sky, "It's so late, the emperor hasn't gone down to court yet?" ”

Zhu Diquan said: "Your father-in-law didn't have it when he came, but it is estimated that this time it will be soon, so Niangniang should go back to the palace to prepare first." ”

Tang Jingchen nodded, replied to Yuxuan, first changed into a homely Tianshui Bi narrow-sleeved long skirt, broke up her hair and no longer combed her bun, nor did she wear any jewelry, but only put a silver hairband between her hair, which was engraved with a pattern of wind chasing butterflies, and the meaning of holding her hair together.

The room burns with the fragrance of pear blossoms, fresh and elegant, and then cut some lilies into the bottle, and the whole room comes alive.

Tang Jingchen said to okra: "The emperor is busy with government affairs, you go to the imperial dining room and let them make a fragrant drink, prepare for the emperor to quench his thirst, and then see if there are any snacks to bring some." ”

Okra hurriedly agreed, and here Tang Jingchen saw that everything was almost there, so he sat on the Luohan couch in front of the window and waited while drawing patterns.

When the emperor came in, he saw a quiet and beautiful scene, the beautiful woman sat by the window, the sunlight poured in, and a faint layer of gold was cast around her, and the room was extremely quiet, and a wisp of pear blossom smoke swirled and swirled.

He quietly approached and kissed her snow-white delicate neck, "If you want any tricks, just tell the needlework room, why bother to do it yourself." ”

Tang Jingchen was waiting for the emperor to come to pass the time, but who knew that he was addicted to depicting a fleur-de-lis, and was suddenly kissed by the emperor.

She put down her pen and said with a smile: "This whole piece can't be used, the emperor has to compensate his ministers and concubines." ”

Since Tang Jingchen returned to Tingyuxuan, he rarely showed such a coquettish demeanor, and the emperor was in a good mood, holding her shoulders and sitting beside her, "Okay, whatever you want, I will agree." ”

Tang Jingchen simply joked with him, "Che, the concubine wants your throne, will you give it too?" ”

"For thousands of years, there is only one Empress, but," the emperor wrapped her loose hair around his fingers and looked at her with a smile, "I have sent an imperial list to summon the world's famous doctors to enter the palace to treat your body, and when you give birth to a son, I will make him the crown prince." ”

Tang Jingchen doesn't want to have any more children in his life, in the harem, children are either reduced to bargaining chips for favor and love, or they are killed by open guns and hidden arrows, and some methods are impossible to prevent at all.

She always felt that giving birth to a child in the palace was a sin.

But the emperor's kindness, he can't refuse, and summoning the world's famous doctors or something is just talking, where can the folk lang compare to the imperial doctor? Every year, the examination of the Tai Hospital has recruited all the Tai Doctors who want to work for the royal family.

The vast majority of those who didn't come were medical skills that were not up to standard, and it was not excluded that there were the holy hands of the Xinglin who lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests who could live the flesh and bones of people, but since those characters disdained to be imperial doctors, they would not enter Beijing to serve the royal family because of an imperial list.

It was because Tang Jingchen was not in a hurry to object, let alone reveal his true thoughts, but said with a smile: "Then dare to be kind, the concubine is waiting." ”

The emperor's mood became better and better, "It's better for you to be here, pure, I love to come here." ”

Without waiting for Tang Jingchen to ask, he took the initiative to complain again, "It's been a busy morning today, and I have a headache listening to their performances, so your arrangement is very good, and you look refreshed." ”

Tang Jingchen couldn't help but smile, the emperor probably grew up in the folk since he was a child, and he didn't like luxury by nature, but appreciated the simple and quiet life the most, and often missed the days in Niujia Village.

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