"......"

Listen, is this what people say?

Li Zhong, who was on the side, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard the emperor's words.

The emperor obviously didn't say that at the time.

The emperor said that the concubine's skin is like snow, and she is pregnant, so she needs to keep warm, and this snow fox fur is perfect for her to make snow batches.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little cold, Li Zhong smiled and said to Qian Yan: "Concubine, can you try this snow batch for the right size?" If it's not suitable, the minion might as well find someone to change it. ”

Qian Yan let out a soft "um" and stood up.

Aunt Qin took out the snow batch from the box and put it on Tilt Yan's shoulder.

Although the snow batch was only on the shoulder, it could wrap Yanyan's neck, most of his back, and the front of his body.

And there is a row of silver willow leaf buckles in the front, which can be fastened all the way to below her abdomen.

This way, you don't have to worry about snow lots slipping or falling.

After putting on his face, he asked the emperor: "Your Majesty, is it good-looking?" ”

Ying Zhan sat on the Taishi's chair and glanced up and down at the woman.

She wore a rouge skirt with silver plum blossom stripes embroidered on it.

Now with this snow-white snow batch, it is simply suitable.

The snow pile was worn on her, and there was an indescribable beauty.

The snow-white snow is like the white clouds in the sky, and she looks like a beauty across the clouds.

Her skin is very white, but it is white and red, and it can be broken by blowing.

The facial features are more delicate than those painted by the painters, and the center of the eyebrows is dotted with a plum blossom.

A pair of talking eyes were looking at him, waiting for his response.

At just one glance, Ying Zhan was stunned.

Seeing this, Li Zhong on the side coughed lightly.

He had already said that the concubine was so beautiful that even eunuchs like him were weak-legged, let alone the emperor.

The beauty of the concubine is indescribable, and it is the incomparable beauty of the harem concubines.

This kind of beauty does not make people feel gaudy.

But with a fairy spirit, it is pleasing to the eye and very comfortable at the same time.

Especially this snow batch on the shoulders of the concubines, and it has a white and flawless sense of dignity.

It's no wonder that the emperor looked at it, as if his heart was hooked by the concubine.

Li Zhong coughed to no avail, coughed three times in a row, and Ying Zhan came back to his senses.

He retracted his eyes, clenched his fists and coughed lightly, and said lightly: "This snow batch is quite suitable for Aifei." ”

He knew he wouldn't say the kind of compliment.

But if he says it's appropriate, it must be good-looking.

"Then the concubine will thank the emperor for the birthday gift." She replied to Xue, "When the New Year comes, the concubines will use it to wear new clothes." ”

As she spoke, she handed the snow batch to Aunt Qin again.

Ying Zhan: "If the concubine likes it, just change Ming'er to wear it." The next time there is a snow fox fur or ferret in the palace, I will have someone send it to you. ”

Tilting face: "The concubine has no other meaning, the concubine just thinks that such a good gift is given by the emperor, of course, it should be saved for a festive day like the New Year." ”

Hearing the woman say this, Ying Zhan was very satisfied.

Even when Li Zhong heard it, he felt that the concubine was really good at talking.

As soon as she said this, the emperor, the person who gave gifts, was naturally comfortable in his heart.

I will feel that this gift is sent to the hearts of beauties, and it is not in vain.

It was night, and the emperor stayed overnight.

After the winter solstice, the days in the palace are uneventful.

But Qian Yan can feel that the competition in Gong Dou is getting more and more stale.

On weekdays, the concubines' morning reflections and gatherings, the two concubines are always more honest in the open and in the dark.

As high-ranking concubines, they are naturally higher than the imperial concubines.

Even, it is the incomparably noble queen of the middle palace.

As for the concubines on the side, they were busy competing for favor and conceiving the imperial heir.

Those who have an heir are busy with the baby, and everything is cautious.

What they are doing is the position of the fourth concubine who still has two vacant positions.

After this morning, Liu Meiren held the hand of the palace maid and carefully stepped on the snow.

The palace maids and eunuchs held umbrellas for her one after another, waiting carefully.

Liu Meiren's eyes looked ahead, and there was a faint anger in her eyes.

The personal palace maid Yingchun said to Liu Meidao: "Little master, when Shicai was in the morning province, don't take the words Jiang Cairen said." ”

"What did she say to let you find a high-ranking concubine to attach to as soon as possible, otherwise you won't be able to raise yourself if you give birth to an imperial heir in the future, I think those are all, but she is envious and jealous that you are pregnant with the imperial heir, and she sours you here."

Liu Meiren sneered, "Of course I know that she said that because she was jealous of me." ”

Yingchun: "But the slave maid thinks what she said is not unreasonable, in this harem, only concubines above the concubine position can raise the imperial heir by themselves, now you are a beauty, if you give birth to the imperial heir in the future, you really can't raise yourself." ”

Liu Meiren raised her arrogant chin, "What are you afraid of, this palace is already a beauty, and if you are promoted to another level, you will be a concubine." ”

"At that time, I will give birth to the emperor's heir, if I give birth to a little prince, the emperor will be happy, and I will not mention my position? At that time, am I still worried that I can't raise myself? ”

"Besides, if you have that mind to cling to a high-ranking concubine, it's better to spend some effort to compete for favor and hook the heart of the emperor's heir, isn't it better than relying on others?"

Yingchun: "What the little lord said is that now the high-ranking concubines in the palace will already have royal heirs, but that Concubine Li has no children and no daughters under her knees, and I don't think you are attached to it." ”

"Moreover, the emperor favors you, you are just pregnant with the emperor's heir this time, and the emperor will promote your position, if you give birth to the emperor's heir in the future, the emperor will definitely give you another promotion!"

"That's not what I said, after all, everything is not accurate." Liu Meiren said lightly: "If the emperor proposes a position to me at that time, it will be the best, if not, the palace still has to find a way to find a reliable concubine for the child, but not now." ”

"It's good that the little lord has an idea in his heart." Yingchun said with a smile: "The slave maid only looks forward to the steady rise of the mother in the harem, let alone the concubine position, it is best to sit on the position of the four concubines!" ”

In this case, which concubine in the harem doesn't like to hear it?

After Liu Meiren heard this, the anger on her face was gone, but with a smile of longing and yearning......

In the blink of an eye, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.

On Chinese New Year's Eve this year, Qingyan did not participate due to the increasingly severe morning sickness.

At dinner, I looked at the dishes on the table.

These dishes were her favorites in the past, but now she has no appetite for them.

Even the stomach is uncomfortable, I feel very tired, and I want to vomit.

Lately she doesn't know how sensitive her sense of smell is.

Basically, as soon as the meal arrives, she can smell the smell of cooking in the small kitchen.

Sometimes the small kitchen has not yet started stir-frying, and she can smell the smell of other dishes in the dormitory, even when the windows are closed.

Yes, it was like the smell of food in the whole palace, and her nose could smell it.

And those floral scents, as well as the fragrant herbal skin care products in the beauty workshop, she can't get used to smelling them.

Not to mention the food on this table now, the smell of the food went straight to her nose.

As soon as she landed, she felt her stomach start churning, and her whole body was uncomfortable.

In fact, Qian Yan had already said that he didn't want to eat, so let the small kitchen not make meals first.

But considering that it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, she didn't want to eat as the master, and the slaves still served a table of rich dishes.

In the end, in order not to waste food, Qingyan gave half of the food to the slaves who ate the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the side hall.

It was all hot food anyway, and she didn't eat a single bite.

The remaining half, she was going to eat later when she was hungry.

At three o'clock, the people were hungry, but they still had little appetite.

But she also knows that no matter how much she can't eat, she has to force herself to supplement some nutrition.

Otherwise, if you continue to be hungry like this, it will not be good for your stomach, and it will not be good for the child in your belly.

Therefore, she said to Aunt Qin, "Let the kitchen heat up the previous dishes." ”

Aunt Qin: "You are pregnant now, isn't it okay to eat these leftover meals?" Why don't you let the slave and maid make a new table of fresh? ”

"It doesn't have to be such a hassle." Qian Yan shook his head, "It's not a few hours, it's not any leftovers, and I'm hungry, you just have to ask the cook to heat up the food, so I can eat it in a while." ”

A moment later, Aunt Qin and the palace maids brought the meal back to the table.

Before she was ready to eat, she heard a movement in the courtyard.

When I looked up, I saw that the emperor had led his servants into the courtyard.

Seeing this scene, the whole person was a little surprised, after all, it was the thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve.