Leng Qinghuan was in a good mood, so she didn't care about her anymore, and picked up the steamed buns that fell on the ground, peeled them and put them aside. Then he sat down in front of Hui Concubine and began to preach to her in a serious manner.

"I remember, someone once taught me that this woman, as the daughter-in-law of others, must be magnanimous, gentle and virtuous, think what she thinks, and take it as her own responsibility. The more people around the husband the better, so that they can be taken care of meticulously and considerately. ”

After counting two sentences, Concubine Hui was anxious: "Your child knows a fart, I followed him at the age of sixteen, gave birth to a unicorn for him with great difficulty, and devoted myself to him, treating him as my god, a husband and wife for decades." However, I am suffering now, and he is not distressed, but he even lifted that woman.

Do you know where that woman came from? It's a dancing girl, a plaything that Uncle Erhuang dedicated to him! The second emperor's uncle has always been suspicious, and the emperor is wary of him, who knows, he still fell for other people's beauty schemes, so public, I can't wait for the whole world to know. When we were pregnant, we didn't see him so excited......

Crying in the middle of the conversation.

Leng Qinghuan pouted: "So you want to do everything possible to train Murong Qi to be a person like my father, and let me taste the suffering you have suffered again, right?" ”

"The man's three wives and four concubines are not ......" I couldn't go on halfway through the speech, and slapped my face.

Leng Qinghuan said quietly: "The man has three wives and four concubines, and the emperor has three palaces and six courts, since you think it is justified, what kind of hypocrisy is it?" Do unto others as you would have them do unto you, and if you know that it is not pleasant for the man you love to throw into the arms of others, don't impose it on me.

I'm not a submissive little woman like you, forcing a smile in front of people, crying a lot in the back, I don't like it, I don't like it. Moreover, do you think that a bunch of women around my father are really good? He hasn't been anxious about the intrigue between the concubines?

I am confident that I can support the entire palace for Murong Qi alone, so that he can have no distractions and realize his man's revenge. If he changes his mind and has a new love, I have nothing to say to you, but now you see, he is estranged from you because of Jinyu and Leng Qinglang, and he doesn't want to go back to his home, so why bother? ”

Concubine Hui glared at her angrily: "I said one sentence and you replied ten sentences, and finally saw my joke, didn't you?" ”

Leng Qinghuan shut up.

Cry, cry, cry.

Concubine Hui cried for a while, and then she stopped, no one persuaded her, and she cried tastelessly and tastelessly.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Leng Qinghuan lying on the bed teasing the child and the child in her belly.

She hung half of her belly and stretched out her finger to poke: "Don't sleep, get up, I don't know if your wife is boring?" Let's talk about it for a while. ”

Then, the belly really bulged, as if in response.

She had only been pregnant with Murong Qi and knew the novelty and joy of being a mother. Thinking about it, it seems that since Leng Qinghuan became pregnant, he has been ignoring and never caring.

She was embarrassed to take the initiative to ask, so she only pouted: "With a round belly, I'm afraid it's not a daughter." ”

Leng Qinghuan teased his eyelids and said proudly: "Wrong, it's a son." ”

"How do you know?"

Concubine Hui's heart and liver trembled, and her blood boiled. Son, the Chang'an Dynasty lacks a handle.

Leng Qinghuan paused: "I asked a master with clairvoyant eyes to take a look, and he also painted me a portrait of a fetus, do you want to see it?" ”

Concubine Hui leaned forward this time: "Where is it?" ”

Leng Qinghuan turned around, took out a paper-printed color ultrasound photo from his sleeve, and showed it to Concubine Hui: "It's already developed, fat arms and legs." ”

Concubine Hui took the photo and looked at it over and over: "This is the child in your belly?" ”

Leng Qinghuan nodded: "Externally, I'm talking about daughters, in fact, Xiao Ding Ding can see it clearly." ”

Concubine Hui looked at it and smiled: "It's exactly the same as Qi'er's head when she was born!" ”

Leng Qinghuan shuddered for a moment, as if, unlikely, right? Is this old lady deliberately trying to please herself? She finally stopped screwing, saying that what she had in her stomach was not Murong Qi's seed? Don't think it's a monster anymore?

She asked weakly, "Can you see it at this time?" ”

"Of course!" Concubine Hui poked the photo: "I'm not afraid to tell you, Qi'er's ancestral hometown is from the south, so this head shape is passed down from generation to generation, and it is called Run Forward and Backward Dun'er." Qi'er was like this when she was a child, when she was first born, the back of her head, you see, bulged out here.

So when he was a child, when he slew, I was staring at him, so I let him lie flat, not allowed to sleep on his side, and when he fell asleep, it was gone. As soon as I looked at this portrait, I pointed at the back of my head and knew that it was definitely my eldest grandson! ”

Leng Qinghuan grinned vigorously, and his heart was so weak that he was sweating.

You've gotten lost sight of it this time.

Concubine Hui couldn't put it down while holding the photo, looking left and right, and commenting vigorously. Leng Qinghuan didn't know, the little cub in her belly for a few months was vague, just like a monkey, what was there to see?

Concubine Hui looked at it, and then moved towards Leng Qinghuan's belly, and raised her hand to touch it vigorously: "This should be the child's buttocks, and this position is the head." Hey, when I say hello to my grandmother, my little foot must have kicked me, look at this big one. ”

Leng Qinghuan was uncomfortable at first, and her aunt smiled, which was very far-fetched, and later, I don't know when, the two started chatting, and the conversation was spitting and hot.

The object of the conversation, except for Murong Qi, is the cub in this belly.

"When Qi'er was a child, Sensei Tido was naughty. He especially likes to play tricks on people. Once, he caused a big disaster, and he quietly peed into the pot where the Taishi made tea, and was sued by the Taishi to the emperor. The emperor was furious, of course he wanted to punish him, and ordered someone to drag him down to beat the board, but the queen mother's plea was useless.

At that time, he was only five years old, and in front of the big guy, he took the saber from the guard's waist, and then pulled off his pants, and wanted to chop off the troublesome roots and seedlings on the spot, so as not to drag himself to play the board.

At that time, the whole room was frightened and stupid, but fortunately, his grandfather was quick and snatched the saber away. The Taishi didn't dare to sue, he couldn't even provoke him, he thought he was unlucky, and he left in disgrace. At that time, his grandfather took a look at him and said that he had a kind. ”

These words amused Leng Qinghuan, leaning forward and leaning back, but he didn't expect that Murong Qi, who likes to wear a coffin face all day, would have such a mess behind him.

"If I, a little rabbit, dare to mischievous like this in the future, see if I don't smash his ass!"