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The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the doors and windows of the warm pavilion, crawling on the bluestone slab, and it can climb in front of the imperial case, but it suddenly turns into a residual red.

At the same time, eight attendants, holding sixteen arm-thick butter candles, quietly walked into the warm pavilion and lit each candlestick one by one.

When seven of them bowed down and exited the warm pavilion, the last blush on the ground disappeared invisibly.

Qiu Shi'an saw that one person was left alone, so he immediately stepped forward and turned his head sideways and handed his ear over.

The little eunuch whispered a few words to him, Qiu Shi'an nodded, and then raised his hand and let him withdraw from the warm pavilion.

When he returned to the left side of the imperial case, Qiu Shi'an was not in a hurry to speak, but only respectfully served the pen and ink.

It wasn't until Emperor Guangde finished reviewing more than a dozen pieces of music and stretched his muscles and bones a little tiredly that he reported in a timely manner: "Long live Lord, Concubine Rong went to the concubine Niangniang in the afternoon, and stayed for about half an hour before going back." ”

As if he hadn't heard, Emperor Guangde stretched his muscles and began to review the rest of the movements.

About half an hour later, I saw him get up from behind the imperial case, and casually ordered: "Swing and go to Yuyun Courtyard." ”

This Yuyun Courtyard is Jia Yuanchun's residence, one is because she loves piano art, and she takes the saying of 'golden sound and jade rhyme', and the other also implies the homonym of 'royal pregnancy'.

There are only a few steps left and right, so naturally there is no need to swing away with great fanfare, and the reason why the name is to 'drive the Yuyun Courtyard' is actually to let people notify in advance, so that Jia Yuanchun can prepare to take over.

However, when Emperor Guangde walked into the Yuyun Courtyard, only the concubines hugged the qin and led a few palace maids and eunuchs out to greet him.

Emperor Guangde stood in the middle of the courtyard, folded his hands, and asked indifferently, "Where is Concubine De?" ”

"Returning to Your Majesty."

Baoqin hurriedly responded: "Niangniang is a little tired in the afternoon, and now she is taking a nap in it - because Niangniang is now a double body, she really can't stand the toss, so the slave maid made her own decision and didn't wake up Niangniang." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his body: "Please also ask Your Majesty to punish you." ”

"There is no need to punish you, wait for your mother to go, and then ask her for a reward."

Emperor Guangde said as he went straight inside.

Bypassing the screen in front of the door, I saw Jia Yuanchun lying with a thin quilt and a kimono, his dignified facial features stretched under the light, showing some charm and laziness that is rarely seen on weekdays.

It's a pity that Emperor Guangde didn't care much about the scenery of this begonia sleeping in spring, and only glanced at it slightly, and focused his attention on Jia Yuanchun's lower abdomen.

After a few steps to the bed, he gently put his slightly dry hand on it, slowly rubbing it through the brocade quilt palace skirt, his lips and teeth couldn't help opening and closing, as if he was confiding something to someone, but there was no sound at all.

At this moment, Jia Yuanchun's body suddenly trembled, and then he heard her call suspiciously: "Your Majesty? When did you come? ”

As he spoke, he sat up.

Emperor Guangde pressed her shoulder with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I have just arrived, since the concubine feels tired, she just lies down - now it is not as good as before, if you are tired of the emperor in the womb, I will not rely on it." ”

When Jia Yuanchun heard this, his heart became more and more worried-the emperor looked forward to the prince so much, if he gave birth to a daughter in the end, he didn't know if the current rain and dew would turn into thunder.

But if she poured cold water on her head, she didn't dare to say it to the emperor after all, so she said softly: "This is the concubine's loss of honor." ”

Emperor Guangde smiled disapprerovitically, picked up the brocade quilt, put his hand on Jia Yuanchun's lower abdomen, and said softly: "If I can give birth to the emperor successfully, I will definitely become the crown prince!" ”

Although the voice was soft, it fell on Jia Yuanchun's ears, but it was no different from thunder, and all the apprehension and panic for a while were dispelled by this promise.

Even with her city, she couldn't help but breathe quickly and her face flushed.

In order not to lose his manners in front of the king, Jia Yuanchun hurriedly pointed to a package on the dresser and said, "By the way, Sister Rong is sincerely afraid this afternoon, and asked me to transfer these things to Banzai." ”

"For me?"

Hearing that it was going to be handed over to himself, Emperor Guangde couldn't help but be a little surprised, although Concubine Rong's favor was slightly inferior to Jia Yuanchun's, if she wanted to give something away, why should she pretend to others?

So he got up and stretched out his hand to untie the burden, but he saw that it was colorful and wrapped in a few strange clothes.

"What is this?"

Emperor Guangde picked up an apricot-red one, but saw the outline of two large sea bowls, and wore them in one place with a tie, which was densely covered with brocade patterns, light gauze hollowouts, and embedded with a lot of broken jade glass, reflecting the blurred colors under the light.

Jia Yuanchun took the opportunity to get up and said with a smile: "It's really a small dress for women, I heard that most of them are worn by Fengyue women nowadays - Concubine Rong's sister is not as good as others because she was born, and there are always inconveniences, so someone recommended this thing to her." ”

"Humph!"

Emperor Guangde snorted coldly and said unhappily: "Since it is a filth worn by prostitutes, how can anyone in the palace know?" That talkative person is not a good person! ”

He said 'prostitute filth' in his mouth, but his hand clenched tighter, and his eyes kept searching for the package.

Jia Yuanchun smiled, and did not follow the words, but said: "Sister Rongfei was originally thinking about using this thing to perform the secret recipe of praying for the child, but when the people below brought it back, I heard that this kind of corset was actually made by Prince Yizhong back then. ”

"How can it be him again?!"

Emperor Guangde's face sank, and he casually threw the corset on the ground.

"When Concubine Rong's sister learned of this, she panicked, and hurriedly sent the things to the concubine, begging me to pass them on to Your Majesty."

Jia Yuanchun said, put on his embroidered shoes and approached, bent down to pick up the corset from the ground, and put it back in the package, then smiled again: "The concubine thinks that Concubine Rong is making a big fuss, Your Majesty is rich all over the world, protecting all the people, and a huge country can be tolerated, not to mention a few blasphemous things?" ”

Emperor Guangde was also a conditioned reflex, and he also felt a little overreacted at this time.

Of course, he refused to expose his shortcomings, so he found another reason and sneered: "I don't care about anything with a 'lonely soul and wild ghost', but this thing is used by prostitutes after all, how dare Concubine Rong bring it to the palace to wear it?!" ”

When it came to lonely souls and wild ghosts, Emperor Guangde seemed to think of something, and his tone was slightly flustered.

Fortunately, Jia Yuanchun didn't think much about it, but just smiled: "The concubine heard that the wives and concubines in Prince Yizhong's mansion are actually used to wearing this thing, and it is not purely made by the women of the Qinglou." ”

"Is that so?"

Emperor Guangde didn't know what he remembered, his eyes unconsciously scooped into the package, and his face also showed a bit of 'nostalgia'.

"Your Majesty."

Seeing this scene, Jia Yuanchun immediately pushed the boat down the river and said: "Why don't you take these things and give them to Concubine Rong's sister to wear, and save her from worrying about her life." ”

Emperor Guangde: "This ......"

"Anyway, the concubines can't serve Your Majesty now."

Jia Yuanchun said, re-tied the package, stuffed it into Emperor Guangde's arms, and playfully teased: "Sister Rong wears this thing, but it can also be called like a tiger with wings." ”

Emperor Guangde's eyes flickered, and he was obviously tempted.

But he wasn't a hairy boy after all, and although he was a little restless, he still put the package back on the dresser.

Then he hugged Jia Yuanchun and said, "Some little things, what's there to hurry?" I have another serious matter here, which needs to be discussed with my concubine. ”

When the two sat back on the bed hand in hand, Emperor Guangde continued: "After two years of hard work, only the concubine is pregnant, I think there is something wrong with this, so I intend to ask real people and arhats to approve fortune-tellers, and re-select a few ...... who are good to give birth to in the palace."

Although these words have not been finished, the meaning of a new generation replacing the old is indeed unmistakable.

And the emperor obviously did not put the burden of giving birth to a son entirely on Jia Yuanchun alone, but planned to continue to cultivate Futian.

While Jia Yuanchun breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

But with her city government, she will not show half a clue.

However, she still frowned, and said softly: "Long live the knees are thin, and it is natural for the concubines to want an heir, and the concubines will not obstruct it - but there is nothing wrong with the three sisters, and please don't snub them." ”

"Concubine."

When Emperor Guangde heard this, he immediately grabbed Jia Yuanchun's shoulder, and praised in his mouth: "Although there are many concubines in this palace, except for the queen, you are the only one who has the bearing of a mother's grace in the world. ”

Then he promised again: "Don't worry, as long as you can give birth to a dragon, this crown prince will never fall on others!" ”

"Your Majesty!"

"Aifei!"

The two looked at each other, indescribably tender and sweet.

And then......

Emperor Guangde took the wrapping corset and went to Concubine Rong to be happy.

Jia Yuanchun kept sending him out of Yuyun Courtyard, and when he turned back into the house, the smile on his face was already covered by sadness.

She paced to the bookshelf, took out a volume from several poetry books, and flipped through the pages with sticky notes, but what was written in it was Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred".

Jia Yuanchun stretched out his fingers, swept them word by word, and finally stopped at the end of the sentence.

On the seventh day of the seventh month, when no one whispered in the middle of the night.

In heaven I wish to be a winged bird, and on earth I wish to be a branch.

The days are long and sometimes endless, and this hatred lasts forever.

After a long time, she sighed and gathered the poems, stroked her lower abdomen and muttered: "But I don't know if what you brought to my mother is a blessing or a curse......

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