Chapter Seventy-Two: I Raised a Group of Rice Buckets

Xiao Yue sat on the edge of the couch, looked at her beautiful pale sleeping face and sighed slightly. Genius remembers the first three or five in a second

There's been so much going on lately that he can only take a little time out every day to see her, and he apologizes for not being able to be by her side.

Yuan Ke is now in the limelight, drastic began to reform, I heard that he has successively moved important institutions to the new capital, the old aristocracy is unwilling to come to the new capital, even into a piece of resistance, he actually directly overhead, in the new capital to reappoint the officials who are willing to follow, the means are vigorous and resolute, without dragging the mud and water, than when Yuan also moved the capital.

The new capital of Beiyan is called Tangzhou, nominated by Yuan Ke personally, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the air is humid, and there are the most begonia flowers in the city, which is a good place.

Yuan also gave birth to a son with means.

At noon today, Xie Ling went to the Chengtian Palace, as soon as he came in, he kowtowed, his eyes were full of pathos, and His Majesty thanked him with a heart of love, and gave the dog a golden seal and purple ribbon, the general of the Shangzhu State, but the minister firmly believed that the dog would not be so unclear and lost the news, and the minister had a lifetime, and he wanted to see people and die...... Death, the old general who has been handsome in this life can't go on, only bows his head deeply.

Xie Youyi has been missing for more than a month, and now it is cold, and the fine snow in the south has already drifted twice, not to mention Yunmengze next to Hengjiang Mountain, if no one can be found for half a month, then Xie Youyi's hope of survival is very slim, and when the weather is cold, it is even more slim.

Xie Fu didn't want to mourn, and Xiao Yue couldn't be reluctant. Thinking of Xie Youyi, he couldn't help but feel regretful, Xie Youyi was a rare general, and he was not inferior under the light of Lu Xiuyi, Ye Gushui, Chen Ce and others.

It's hard for Xie Ling, and he lost another son. Looking at Xie Ling's heartbroken eyes, how could he not understand? Just like he is now, when the doctor who was temporarily brought in said that Mrs. was frightened and had a miscarriage, he covered his head at that time, and said that if you diagnose it again, my wife is in poor health and cannot be pregnant.

The doctor made a detailed diagnosis again, and the Tao would not make a mistake, the lady had a miscarriage, and the top priority was to take a bowl of stasis decoction, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiao Yue was hysterical at that time, he couldn't keep it, what do you want to do as a doctor!

Seeing that the saint was angry, he hurriedly pulled the doctor down, and hurriedly invited another doctor to come over for diagnosis, and said exactly the same thing.

The pain choked Xiao Yue's throat tightly, making him lose his voice for a long time.

After hurriedly returning to the palace, Wang Jingchang led the people of the Tai Hospital to wait solemnly at the gate of Xianchi Palace, and several doctors who were good at the golden art took turns to see the doctor, and they were in a hurry when they entered, and they were afraid to see the murderous eyes of the saint when they came out.

When Xie Zhaorong woke up, she knew that he was sitting next to him, but she didn't want to open her eyes.

On that day, I vaguely heard the Taiyi speak, and the meaning was very clear, it was impossible for me to have children in my life.

I don't feel sad.

Give birth to a boy, get involved in the previous dynasty, give birth to a girl, and be confined to the courtyard.

She didn't want children.

He sat outside in silence, looking at his back, she felt his sadness, which surprised her. How can the sadness be felt from the back, she hasn't seen his eyebrows since she woke up, and she hasn't heard him speak, but the sadness flows in the dormitory, pressing her chest tightly.

Xiao Yue sat outside the curtain for a full hour with two sticks of incense, and after a cup of tea, he got up and slowly walked to the bed, every step was heavy.

His voice was dry and hoarse, and his voice was a little trembling, "Most of the people who are Imperial Physicians are military doctors, and I don't think they are proficient in women's diseases. There are many famous doctors in the world, and I will make an order to summon them into the palace. ”

Xie Zhaorong was silent, only lowered her eyelashes slightly, and blinked lightly, indicating that she had heard.

Xiao Yue looked at her pale, almost transparent cheeks, "Even if ...... That's nothing. ”

The deep palace is lonely, there is no child by his side, how difficult it is, if he is a hundred years later, there is a child to accompany him, more or less can pass the time, what he didn't say is, no matter which palace has a child, if you like it, take it to raise.

But Biluo couldn't have her own children, and most of her heart was discouraged.

How he longed to have children of his own.

He had never been so desired.

If a boy is born, he will personally teach the child to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and at the time of enlightenment, he will hold his soft little hands and teach him to write the first word, and he will teach him this body through Tao Wei and Wei, and only hope that he will grow into a dignified and upright man, walk in the heavens and the earth, and go out to see the great rivers and mountains.

If he gave birth to a girl, he would personally teach her to read and write, play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and develop a transparent and intelligent appearance like her mother, and give her all the love and pampering, and take care of her in the palm of his hand.

There are too many fruits in this world, but there are no ifs. Ren is a Western treasure tree, and it can only bear long-lasting fruits, not ifs.

Seeing Xie Zhaorong turn over and face the wall, Xiao Yue sighed, "How do you feel?" ”

After a while, Xie Zhaorong said, "My body is much refreshed, but I don't feel anything." ”

Xiao Yue tucked the corners of the quilt for her, "Ask the imperial doctor to come in and take a look at the pulse." ”

"Hmm."

Imperial Physician Chu Ning Chu came in and checked the pulse through the tent, and the brows that had only been stretched for a few days were twisted together.

Seeing that Chu Ning was silent for a long time, Xiao Yue couldn't help but ask, "What?" ”

Hearing the saint's question, Chu Ning knelt down busily, and for a long time, he said uncertainly, "Your Majesty, in the life of the minister, I have never seen such a strange pulse. Mother, there seems to be a ...... in the womb Congestion. ”

Xiao Yue frowned, "How can there be again?" Didn't you say it was clean? ”

Imperial Doctor Chu didn't dare to draw conclusions, "Please ask Dr. Chen to come in and confirm." ”

Listening to the Holy Declaration, Chen Mian, who was quietly discussing the prescription with Imperial Physician Wang outside, hurriedly went in.

For a long time, he muttered, "Strange. He trumpeted for a while, looking surprised.

Xiao Yue saw that his face changed a few times, and he couldn't help asking, "What's the situation?" ”

Chen Mian didn't dare to say it directly, and after checking the pulse for a while, he was sure that this lady seemed to be pregnant again.

But it can't be.

The medicine that Niangniang has recently taken has a regulating effect, and it is strange that she will not get pregnant during the medication.

Niangniang had a miscarriage for less than two months, and she was pregnant again, and she might kill him if she said that the saint would kill him, but this pulse was indeed a happy pulse, and he was very sure.

He didn't dare to say that he was pregnant, but only vaguely said that his pulse was unstable and needed to be observed for a few days.

Seeing that these two were playing Tai Chi again, Xiao Yue said coldly, "Could it be that I have raised a group of rice buckets?" You ask for the pulse several times a day, and each time you discuss it for most of the day, and how much the prescription is undertaken, it doesn't work. Now I don't even know how to call a pulse! If Concubine Xie is not good, I will ask you in the head! ”

Seeing that the saint was angry, everyone outside knelt on the ground and did not dare to talk. Xie Niangniang herself is not willing to be good, what can we do! How many prescriptions have been prescribed, obviously it should be useful, but I didn't expect it to be useless at all, what kind of way does the minister have!

When everyone in the Tai Hospital was panicking, Xia Yuan hurriedly came in to report, "King Jinghui has arrived." ”