In the following days, Concubine Wen spent ten months of pregnancy comfortably.

Emperor Xu tactfully broadcast the night of clouds and rain, and Concubine Wen never asked, which made Emperor Xu uneasy.

And the other eight beauties will all chase after and ask: "Holy Lord, do you say that I am beautiful, or are the other sisters good-looking?" Who is more gentle? "Emperor Xu will always sit on pins and needles, like a thorn in his back, always feel that there are countless pairs of eyes behind him peeping, peeping, capturing, capturing, peeping at his Qingyue's whereabouts, capturing his thin back, he feels that there is no trace of freedom in his body.

One day, Emperor Xu couldn't help but ask: "Aifei, do you say that those beauties are really pure women?" Cheng Tian only thinks about the identity of his own woman's grace. ”

Concubine Wen thought for a long time before she replied hesitantly: "I think everyone is born from their parents, and their father is rigid, like a steep mountain; The mother is flexible, like a long river; In this case, in this world, there should be no absolute daughter temperament, and there is no absolute male temperament. ”

"This is very clever, the pride of the man who loves the concubine and the tenderness of the daughter account for half each, so that I like it very much, if other beauties have the mind of the concubine, I don't know how relieved I am."

At this time, Concubine Wen would always hug him gently and whisper softly: "Brother Xu, my bedroom is the place where your soul rests, I hope your body and mind will be completely relaxed, and you will never be peeped and captured by your concubines." ”

After every meal, Concubine Wen always summons Ling'er summer flowers and autumn leaves to take a stroll, no matter how bad the weather is.

In the middle of winter, they will change into non-slip boots, wear light and warm cold hats, and walk in the morning fog that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, until the spray of the sunny day comes out, they blow the fog, as if they want to blow away the waterfall fog like silk rain; In the clear frost morning, they will appreciate the crystal and mangling of the frost flowers, will be in awe of the silent power of the frost flowers, and marvel at a cold and quiet frost morning but will usher in a golden and sunny day; They will stretch out their hands to meet the snowflakes, sigh at the small snowflakes never cower in the warmth of their palms, bravely pounce on the arms of the people who love it, revel in the squeaky music of stepping on the snow, obsessed with the vast and clean mountains and rivers under the snow, they will build snowmen with great interest, have snowball fights, sency snow tea, write Tang poems silently on the snow, they take turns to write "the grass is withered, the eagle's eye is sick, the snow is light", "the chaimen smells the dog barking, the wind and snow return to the people at night" and "Chang'an snowy day, birds and birds are difficult to find"; They will hold up an oil-paper umbrella and walk on the watery road with a giggling smile, the path is like a narrow belt, the road is like a wide band, Concubine Wen sighed that the criss-crossing size of the belt is never messy, like the different encounters and fates of hundreds of millions of people, everyone is walking on their own roads, as if they do not intersect with each other, and they seem to be closely related; They will listen to the rhythm of the breeze, touch the texture of the rime, and watch the dance of the wind; They tread the snow to find plums, and the enthusiasm of the proud red plums of Lamei lingered in Concubine Wen's heart for a long time, and they also bought back many daffodils in the flower market, and sent a plate to each of the eight sisters and put it on the desk.

On a sunny afternoon, Concubine Wen would also take a stroll with Emperor Xu to relax, and when he was lazy, Concubine Wen immediately asked: "Brother Xu, guess what do the people in my hometown call the world?" You would never guess. ”

Emperor Xu was dumbfounded, looking helpless and innocent, begging and expecting Concubine Wen to reveal the answer soon.

Concubine Wen drew a sun on the ground and pointed it, hoping that Emperor Xu would guess it immediately.

Emperor Xu was still confused, Concubine Wen smiled brightly, and replied happily: "Holy Lord, the villagers call the world 'Yang', there is a level, right?" ”

Emperor Xu was suddenly curious, and praised it: "What a 'yang world', with the sun, there is a glorious and magnificent scene of the Great Song Dynasty; ”

"Exactly! Everyone should cherish the sunshine every day, and if you ignore the short date with the sun every day, you will simply live one day less. After this persuasion, Emperor Xu was convinced, and the two emperors and concubines would always hold hands and happily carry out after-dinner pleasure consumption activities.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and Concubine Wen asked with concern: "Brother Xu, January 4th is your birthday, why don't you celebrate?" ”

Emperor Xu replied lightly: "Getting a concubine is better than ten long spring festivals, and this year I deliberately canceled this long spring festival that costs the people and money." ”

"Emperor Xu, explain the Spring Festival in detail for the concubines, okay?"

This is the name of the emperor's birthday, and there have been many names in history, such as the Tang Dynasty: Qianqiu Festival, Tianchang Festival, Tianping Dicheng Festival, Qingcheng Festival, Jiahui Festival; Later Jin Dynasty name Qisheng Festival; Later Han Dynasty Jiaqing Festival; Later Zhou named Tianqing Festival; In the Song Dynasty, the name of the Long Spring Festival, the Ganming Festival, Shouning and other festivals, perhaps almost every emperor's birthday name will be different, on the emperor's birthday, the whole country has a three-day holiday, and celebrations are held, "the government and the opposition rejoice". In the capital, the ministers congratulated the emperor on his birthday, presented wine and nectar and various gifts, and the emperor also rewarded hundreds of officials according to their ranks. ”

Concubine Wen praised: "The virtuous and respected king really deserves the sincere congratulations of the whole country, and he actually exempted this major festival, which made the concubine awe-inspired, and he was really a benevolent king who sympathized with the corporal and loved his subjects and mercy on the people." ”