Suddenly, Fuhui's hand touched her stomach, Qiao Mama was shocked, what Fuhui ate tonight shocked her, obviously the girl who was so big, ate the same as her, and even faintly a little more, don't hold it up.

Mama Qiao was a little worried, she stroked Fuhui's stomach and asked, "Fuhui, can you eat comfortably tonight?" ”

"Mother, dinner is delicious, I eat very comfortably."

"Isn't there any discomfort?"

Fu Hui raised her head, a little puzzled, "No! ”

No, that's good.

Qiao Mama suddenly remembered that Fuhui had said that she had a lot of strength, and her friends in the same village had no strength greater than her, and she thought it was a little girl joking.

But after seeing Fuhui's amount of food, Mama Qiao couldn't help but hesitate, could it be that what Fuhui said was true?

Early the next morning, Mama Qiao took Fuhui to duty, and the princess instructed that in the future, when Mama Qiao was on duty, she could bring Fuhui.

Today, Mama Qiao had just gone, and Fuhui was taken away by the maid beside the princess.

As soon as Fuhui entered the door, she gave the princess a blessing gift according to what Mama Qiao taught her, and then was led by the maid to stand in front of the princess.

The princess must have just had breakfast, and the smell of food was still wafting in the house, Fu Hui's nose moved, and then the princess instructed the people around her to bring Fu Hui a small low stool.

"Condensation, go get my embroidery."

On a whim, the princess wanted to be a female worker, and Ning Lu was a little entangled, "Master, you are still pregnant, this ......"

"Oh, it's okay, this concubine still wants to embroider a belly pocket for the unborn child." The princess said this, what else could Ning Lu say, and when she turned into the room, she took out the princess's things.

"Master, your embroidery work has been refined again, this little lion is tiger-headed, this is beautiful."

Condensing her mouth is the sweetest, although in front of the other maids, her face is very cold, but in front of her most loyal master, she is the most real.

"You're going to coax me."

"Master, you wronged the slave maid, it was because of your good craftsmanship, you asked Ning Xiang to tell Ning Yu, isn't that so?"

The incense and metaphor that were suddenly called were of course to praise the princess's embroidery work, and the sincerity on her face was the same as that of Ninglu.

"Okay, okay, knowing a few of you girls, you know how to make fun of this concubine." The princess was made to have a stomachache by the condensation of the flamboyant tongue, and then laughed.

"Since the master doesn't believe it, it's better to let Fuhui reason."

Fuhui was called over, and a small face looked up to see the little things on the embroidery, which was embroidered with golden yellow mixed with black silk threads, and the little lion was lifelike, looking at the tiger's head, it was very cute.

"It's beautiful!" Fuhui immediately exclaimed.

"Master, look, the slave didn't coax you, Fuhui said so."

The princess couldn't help but laugh, "You! ”

But the corners of his mouth are hooked, and he looks very happy.

"Master, Fuhui didn't coax you, your embroidery is really beautiful, just as beautiful as you." The most beautiful word that little Fuhui knows is beautiful, and in her eyes, beautiful is already a top and high-end word.

The princess looked at Fuhui's sincere expression, and the smile on her face became even stronger.

She looked at this skinny little child, her eyes flashed with satisfaction, the first time she saw her, to be honest, she didn't have the idea of saving her back, but at that time she suddenly remembered the teachings of her mother, when her mother invited herself to the master of the temple, she said that if she didn't do good deeds, it was likely that it would take a long time before she could have a child, for a woman who married into the royal family, there was nothing more important than giving herself a solid favor.

The most stable way to be pampered is to have your own children.

No, she just saved Fuhui, and the child she was looking forward to came, and it was the first child of the prince.

Just thinking about it, the princess's love for Fuhui became a little stronger, so she called the maid to bring a set of sewing tools to Fuhui.

Although Fuhui's age is young, but it is better than dexterity, although there is no skill and discipline, but the things embroidered at will are full of aura.

Ning Lu looked at it from the side, and couldn't help but praise, "Fuhui's hands are so skillful, when the son grows up in the future, why not let Fuhui make an embroidery girl for His Royal Highness?" ”

When I first arrived, I was able to do embroidery work for His Royal Highness the Prince who had not yet been born, what a privilege, to put it mildly, when His Royal Highness the Prince grew up and inherited the title of the prince, it was not a person with face in front of His Royal Highness, maybe His Royal Highness's future wife would have to see how thin she was.

Thinking of this after a little thought, their eyes instantly lit up.

"Not bad." The princess answered.

This child is blessed with good fortune and may bring good luck to her child.

This day stayed in the palace house, and the princess was also "merciful", and authorized the little Fuhui not to be on duty, just need to come in the morning and then leave.

Get along very well with the princess, in the days to come, Fuhui grows up day by day, and the relationship with the princess is getting better and better, everyone in the palace knows that Fuhui is a face-saving person in front of the princess, and even with Qiao Mama, she is also extremely respectful.

Time always flies.

The thin, poor little girl who was already slim and slim, under the careful care of Mama Qiao, Fuhui gradually got rid of the shadow of the past, and the suffering of her childhood seemed to have passed.

Fuhui's life is very happy, but when she was six years old, something big happened in the capital.

The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, and the prince has been in charge of the country for a long time, but the prince is not good at state affairs, if it weren't for the support of the seriously ill emperor, as well as the great help of Sun Baifu, the old father-in-law's left prime minister, it is estimated that he would have been thrown out of politics long ago.

On this day, after the emperor coughed up blood, he waved off all the imperial doctors, and then secretly called the prince and his henchmen.

"Huang'er, the vassal king and the king with a different surname have their own troops, and they must be eliminated, now, their sisters-in-law have entered Beijing one after another, they must be optimistic, when the time comes, as long as someone launches, they will be our pawns, Huang'er, do you understand?"

The prince's expression is sad, he is not good at political affairs, but the emperor's throne, he also covets, now the emperor's illness is getting worse and worse, those people are also eyeing the tiger, if the emperor really dies one day, with his strength alone, can he hold those princes hostage?

The prince hesitated, the expression on his face became more and more sad, and when the emperor saw it, he felt even more sorry for his prince.

He knew that the prince was weak by nature, but his country, except for him, he would not hand it over to others.

Therefore, before he dies, he must pave the way for the crown prince.

As a result, the wind in the capital became tighter, and there were patrolling soldiers everywhere, and there were countless people watching and following the princes of the feudal lords.

The people panicked, they panicked even more.