After dealing with the day's government affairs, Wen Yong dismissed the attendants who followed behind and quietly went to the Hanbing Hall alone. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For ten years, Wen Yong would take one or two days out of his month to go to the Han Ice Palace, but because of the recent battle with Wen Hu and the heavy state affairs, Wen Yong hadn't seen Lian Ji for more than three months.

Walking through the long garden, Wen Yong came to the bottom of the stairs of the Ice Palace.

There was no figure of mercy on the platform in front of the hall, and every time I came here in the past, that beautiful figure would stand here waiting for Wen Yong's arrival.

Wen Yong's heart suddenly had a feeling of emptiness, "She's sick?" Or do you want to leave for a while? Will she get tired of waiting for her days? ”

With a nervous mood, Wen Yong quickened his pace and quickly climbed the stairs.

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yong stabilized his breath and pushed open the closed door of the Ice Palace.

The hall is still so bleak, lonely and lonely, but Yiren is not there, Wen Yong crossed the threshold and looked around looking for the figure of the pitiful concubine.

His heart became heavier and heavier, and his back was soaked with cold sweat, and Wen Yong hurried to the inner room.

A white figure was lying on the bed, the thin white shirt covered the delicate and convex spring light, ten years of rapid years did not leave too many gifts to the mercy, her skin was still as smooth as mutton fat white jade, still so beautiful and moving.

Wen Yong breathed a long sigh of relief, but his mood immediately hung again, why didn't he get up at this time, and hurriedly came to her.

Attached her smooth forehead with her right hand.

Didn't burn.

Wen Yong's heart finally let go, and he looked at the sleeping Lian Ji lovingly, as if this was his most precious treasure in this world.

The eyebrows and eyes were tightly closed, and the delicate and beautiful Pity Ji was a sleeping beauty, Wen Yong couldn't help but lean down and gently peck at his lips to feel the wonderful fragrance.

Wen Yong's movements woke up the pity Ji, a pair of blue eyes were still a little confused, seeing Wen Yong in front of him, he immediately brightened, immediately got up, the pink lotus arm wrapped around Wen Yong, hung up like a koala, and shouted happily: "Husband." ”

I didn't see her in March, and her originally thin figure had a hint of flesh, and she felt softer in her arms, Wen Yong stroked her waist, and her heart was full of warmth and tranquility, "Wife." ”

Pity Ji raised her jade head, her eyes gradually became hazy, and she looked at Wen Yong's face pitifully and asked, "Why haven't you come all the time?" Did she do something wrong? Don't ignore me, okay? ”

Wen Yong kissed her on the forehead, looked at her beautiful pupils and said, "How can I be willing to ignore my poor Ji, it's just that some things have been delayed in the past few days." ”

He was not abandoned, and Mercy yawned reassuringly, her eyes were misty, and her delicate face was as red as drunk, and she was extremely cute.

Wen Yong smiled and asked, "Sleepy?" ”

Pian Ji pouted and complained: "I don't know how to do it these days, my body is getting more and more tired. ”

Wen Yong scratched the tip of her smooth pen and said, "Little lazy cat, sleep a little longer, I'll make you something delicious." ”

Pian Ji smiled sweetly and lay back on the bed with Wen Yong's support.

There was no food in the Ice Palace, Wen Yong first picked up some fruits in the garden outside the palace, and then raised a fire, peeled the scales and opened the belly of the fish that Pian Ji had caught in the past and raised in the pot, and after cleaning it, he roasted it, Pian Ji turned sideways, her beautiful eyes locked Wen Yong's figure, looking at his busy figure, her eyes bent into a crescent moon.

The proficiency of Kung Fu Wenyong, the item of grilled fish, is already good, and soon the aroma will come to his nose.

Bring the grilled fish to Mercy's side. As usual, she got up and slipped into Wen Yong's arms.

Wen Yong smiled, gently twisted off a piece of fish breast and put it into Lian Ji's ruddy mouth.

Xiu's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Pity Ji was sick to her stomach for a while, and Wen Yong quickly put her hand in front of her petal-like lips.

Mercy blushed and spit out the fish breast.

Wen Yong was a little strange, and he tasted it himself, and felt that there was no problem.

Mercy Ji looked ashamed: "I'm sorry, Mercy Ji feels uncomfortable when she tastes fish these days." ”

Wen Yong kissed the forehead of the mercy and said with a smile: "It's okay, let's eat some fruit." ”

She took two bites of the fruit, and her little head shook in a daze.

Wen Yong's heart moved, touched the plump belly of the poor concubine, and asked a little excitedly, "How many days has that one not come?" ”

Pity Ji tilted her little head and blinked her big bright eyes to look at Wen Yong blankly, obviously not knowing what Wen Yong was talking about.

Wen Yong patiently explained: "It's a stomachache." ”

She bit her lip and thought for a while, "It seems that it has been a while since it hurt." ”

The words of mercy made Wen Yongru hear the sound of the sky, and his hands trembled with excitement, and this world finally had its own unique mark. Can't wait any longer, Lian Ji needs to be taken care of, and Wen Yong doesn't want his child to be born in such a cold environment, "Wife, can you leave Hanbing Hall with me?" ”

Mercy looked at Wen Yong with some fear, she had never been out of here, and she was a little resistant to the outside world, but she wanted to be by Wen Yong's side all the time.

Seeing the hesitation of the mercy Ji, Wen Yong was relieved: "I will always be by your side." It's going to be fine. ”

Pity Ji hesitated for a long time, her lake-clear eyes sparkled with affection that could not be dissolved, looked at Wen Yong and nodded: "As long as my husband is here, I will go with you anywhere." ”

Wen Yong threw the things in his hand and picked up Lian Ji with a smile, "Let's go." ”

Pity Ji said timidly: "Husband, can you let me down first." ”

Wen Yong gently put her down, as if he was putting a treasure, and he didn't dare to hurt her in the slightest.

After getting off the ground, Lian Ji immediately trotted up, Wen Yong's heart also raised his throat, and he immediately followed, "Be careful!" ”

In a corner of the inner room, she pulled out a scroll and a delicate locket.

Holding it tightly in her arms, Mercy Ji fell into Wen Yong's arms lovingly, and said in a low voice: "It's okay." ”

Lian Ji likes to run barefoot in the Hanbing Palace, and her shoes and socks often don't fall anywhere, Wen Yong doesn't dare to run outside with her bare feet now, so she picks her up sideways and strides towards the outside of the Hanbing Palace.

In Wen Yong's arms, Lian Ji looked back at the shrinking Hanbing Hall behind her with some nostalgia. Wen Yong bit her delicate ear and said, "In the future, my husband will accompany you to come back to live." ”

Pity Ji snuggled in Wen Yong's arms and answered inaudibly.

Back in the main hall, Fu'an saw Wen Yong holding a woman, he didn't dare to ask more when he was already a person, so he lowered his head and followed.

"Go find a doctor."

Wen Yong took the pity to the Yilan Palace, which was not far from his bedroom, put her on the bed who had fallen asleep for some time, and carefully covered her with a quilt.

Wen Yong instructed Gong E, who was in charge of daily cleaning: "From today on, she is the master of this place, and she will serve her wholeheartedly!" ”

From the lowest cleaning palace to the nobles, several little palace ladies happily agreed.

Soon, the imperial doctor entered under the leadership of Fu'an with the medicine box.

Wen Yong said: "You don't have to salute, show her quickly." ”

After the imperial doctor diagnosed, he said cautiously: "Your Majesty, this girl is a happy pulse, but there is some improper conditioning, and the fetus is unstable. ”

After the diagnosis, Wen Yong said happily: "From today on, you put down all the affairs in your hands and concentrate on recuperating for her, and this matter is not allowed to be said." ”

"The lower officials obey the order!"

After the imperial doctor received the order, he immediately began to prepare to prescribe and grab the medicine.

Wen Yong took Fu'an out of the palace gate and said, "From today on, no one is allowed to trespass into the Yilan Palace. Starting tomorrow, all the things in the Yilan Palace will be handled by you, and the safety of their mother and son will be a great achievement. ”

Wen Yong was still a little uneasy at commanding like this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said with a flash of murderous intent: "If something goes wrong, I will take off your head!" ”

Fu'an was so frightened that he immediately knelt down and said, "The slave must serve with all his heart!" ”

Fu'an has been in the palace for so long, and there are still a few scheming methods, and with his care, Wen Yong's heart is only a little more settled, and then he instructed: "Tomorrow I will send someone to Hanbing Hall to clean up, and everything there will be as usual." ”

Fu'an promised: "The slave will send someone to do it immediately." ”