Zheng Ruoyi raised her finger again and babbled with her mouth open, and her white jade-like chin was covered with crystal saliva.

"Your Majesty, your son."

Emperor Qianyuan stepped forward and picked up his son, let him sit on his strong arm, and then his son kept leaning in the direction of Qinglan.

Emperor Qianyuan looked at it, saw the big red and purple cloth that Qinglan had not yet confiscated in his hand, and then looked at his son with a longing face, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Zheng Ruoyi slightly covered the corners of her lips and chuckled.

Emperor Qianyuan sat down with the child in his arms, looking at Zheng Ruoyi, who was elegant and gentle after giving birth, and added charm to the gentleness, his favorite pair of apricot eyes are now soft and charming.

Seeing the vigorous jumping in his arms again, not afraid of his son at all, he stroked his beard and smiled heartily.

Gonggong Yuan, who was waiting outside, smiled and looked at the palace people who were walking through the palace in an orderly manner.

It's still the most worry-free thing in the Yunyue Palace, Your Majesty is happy, and he, who is a minion, can also relax his spirit.

Qinglan withdrew from the hall, and Gonggong Yuan nodded to her, even if he had said hello, Qinglan bowed to him and retreated.

"It's worthy of both mother and son, they want your maid to make something, and it looks better than that of the Shangyi Bureau?"

Emperor Qianyuan looked at his son, who was squatting on the side and playing with different tiger heads, and was a little dumbfounded, and said to his mother.

Zheng Ruoyi chuckled lightly and looked at the lively child with gentle eyes.

"In this way, it seems that Concubine Ai has never made any intimate clothes for me, which is not good."

Emperor Qianyuan looked at Zheng Ruoyi with a smile.

The smile on Zheng Ruoyi's face froze, and she said with distress: "But, Your Majesty, the concubines are not popular." ”

Emperor Qianyuan smiled but did not say a word.

Zheng Ruoyi lowered her head decadently and elongated her voice, "Okay, the concubine really can't do anything with Your Majesty." ”

Looking at the helplessness on Concubine Yun's face, the delicate eyebrows were depicted, but happiness was revealed.

Emperor Qianyuan picked up the little doll again, and his chest shook with a smile, "Then I will wait." ”

"Hiss......"

Sitting by the window, Zheng Ruoyi held an embroidery needle as if facing a great enemy, and went down to the ground to embroider green bamboo.

But no matter how careful you are, there is another pinhole on the jade-like fingertips, a little red overflows, and the fingertips are stuffed into the mouth.

When Qinglan heard this, she hurriedly bypassed the little highness who was circling around her, and walked forward quickly, chasing a small tail behind her, followed by many big tails.

After hearing Qinglan's voice, Zheng Ruoyi puffed out her cheeks, looked at her face full of dejection, frowned, pitiful.

Qinglan sighed, shook her hand, turned to take out the ointment, and applied it to her.

A little bit of coolness overflowed from his fingertips, and that little bit of hot pain dissipated.

Then Concubine Yun Niangniang threw away the culprit who injured her, naturally it was not the most critical Emperor Qianyuan, but the embroidery needle and the carefully selected luxurious brocade cloth.

In order to appease Concubine Yun, who was hit hard, Aunt Qinglan, who was most trusted by her, went down to the small kitchen again.

Entering the hall with a blood swallow that nourishes and nourishes her face, Concubine Yun moved hypocritically without bandaging it, looked at the plain hand who was already fine, and opened her small mouth.

Qinglan sat on the embroidery pier and fed her in small mouthfuls.

After feeding the Gu bird's nest, Qinglan took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of her lips for the master.

Zheng Ruoyi was watching Qinglan holding a handkerchief in one hand and a white jade bowl in the other.

Looking at the pair of plain white hands gently holding the jade bowl, her fingertips reflected on the transparent bowl, her inexplicable gaze was attracted, and she reached out and stroked it.

Feeling a little cool on Qinglan's fingertips, Zheng Ruoyi was about to speak, when Emperor Qianyuan strode in.

Looking at it from his angle, he saw his Concubine Yun sitting on the couch, her legs not touching the ground, shaking gently, as if she was a little coquettish. Number Seven

With her head raised, her apricot eyes stared closely at the woman in front of her, the corners of her mouth raised, and her gaze was focused, as if she contained starlight.

The corners of her ruddy mouth were lightly touched by the woman holding the handkerchief, and the woman's hand holding the jade bowl was covered by her jade-like hand.

"What is this doing, concubine?"

Emperor Qianyuan asked in a voice that was not distinguishable from anger.

Zheng Ruoyi was suddenly questioned like this, her heart jumped, and when she saw the comer, she felt a little weak inexplicably.

She slipped off the soft couch and got up, and this action made Qinglan suddenly startled.

At this time, the atmosphere was a little strange, and His Royal Highness rushed towards his mother for some reason.

Zheng Ruoyi was so unsuspectingly hit on her calf, she exclaimed, and her body was crooked.

Qinglan was about to help her, and His Royal Highness was directly squatted on the ground by a rebound, and was smashing on Qinglan's toes.

After such a series of times, the jade bowl in Qinglan's hand was successfully laid, and there was a crisp sound.

Qinglan and Zheng Ruoyi hurriedly bent down to hug His Royal Highness, who was already scared stupid.

Emperor Qianyuan frowned, looking at the two women holding the child together, inexplicably these three people are a family, and he is an uninvited guest inserted into this family.

In such a strange taste, he stepped forward and snatched his son, and then Qinglan knelt down, and Zheng Ruoyi saluted.

Emperor Qianyuan originally wanted to punish Qinglan, but it didn't mean anything, but in that somewhat strange feeling, it was enough for him to punish the palace maid who was not taken seriously by him.

But now he really cares about giving birth to a child for him, and he is quite happy with Concubine Yun.

also knew that punishing her personal palace maid was also equivalent to losing the face of Concubine Yun, and after thinking about it for a while, Emperor Qianyuan still waved his hand and asked Qinglan to retreat.

"Now I think that there is only that one palace maid who serves the concubine close every time, and now you are also the concubine of the second grade, how can it be so simple, I look at her a little hairy."

Zheng Ruoyi frowned, and when she wanted to refute, she looked at Emperor Qianyuan, who was holding the child and looking at her, and her words were swallowed.

"It's not like Qinglan was by her side before she entered the palace.

There are too many people around, and the concubines don't like it a little, and they always feel that people are not very happy, so it has always been like this. ”

"I know that the palace maid is your confidant, and her feelings are different from those of other palace people.

But now that you are used to it, Zhao'er is still young, and if you want to be a mother with you, you have to let other people watch it. ”

There are several nurses, palace maids, and eunuchs for the prince, who will need Qinglan to serve.

Zheng Ruoyi didn't want to think about it, and hesitated for a moment to show a teachable look on her face.

Emperor Qianyuan said again: "But I feel that after a trip to the cold palace before, others are not reliable, and that one maid can completely put her mind at ease." ”

Zheng Ruoyi's heart jumped, and she smiled indifferently on her face: "Your Majesty is really joking, I don't know how many years ago about the cold palace."

Your Majesty, speaking of it now, the concubine is still in a trance.

However, what His Majesty also said is that Bizhu is quite careful and thoughtful, and let her serve me closely with Qinglan in the future. ”

Emperor Qianyuan casually teased his lively son, and the rest of the eyes examined the expression on Zheng Ruoyi's face.

Seeing her smile again, there was nothing unusual in her soft voice, and the strange feeling in her heart dissipated.

After saluting, he watched Emperor Qianyuan leave, and his eyes swept over the palace people standing on both sides.

Zheng Ruoyi looked at the blue beads beside Qinglan again, and her expression was a little dark.

Turning around and returning to the hall, a group of palace people behind him were waiting outside, and the little dolls with two heads were staggering around, walking backwards and steadily.

Thinking that Fang Caiyi didn't say that it would be good, but it would be a little bad for the emperor's good feelings, Zheng Ruoyi sighed.

Thinking back to her response, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

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