Imperial Doctor Song's words were like a big basin of cold water poured down on her head, extinguishing the flame of eager desire in the concubine's heart with a "poof".

The concubine was a little unconvinced, "Imperial Doctor Song, didn't you make a mistake?" You go to the clinic again, it's impossible! ”

Imperial Physician Song is the head of the Imperial Hospital, how could he diagnose this simple happy pulse.

"Concubine Niangniang, the old minister has been diagnosed twice, and it is indeed not a happy pulse."

The light in the concubine's eyes slowly dimmed, and the disappointment on her face gradually emerged.

Although the Yuan Circle is not as eager as the concubine, she also has a trace of expectation. At this time, I heard the imperial doctor say that she was not pregnant, and I couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Ah, I didn't have a small skeleton......

She looked up at the concubine, and looked at the disappointed look on her face, and suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

"Mother......" she called softly.

In the eyes of the Yuan Circle, the concubine has always been empathetic and loving to her, and at this time, after hearing that she was not pregnant, the concubine did not blame her, but comforted her in turn.

"Circle, it's the mother concubine who misunderstood, don't take it to heart. You and Xiu'er are still young, the child will have it, don't be discouraged. ”

Yuan Quanquan originally thought it was nothing, but after being comforted by the concubine, he suddenly felt even more sorry for her. In this era, peers of the age of a concubine have long been full of children and grandchildren. is happy, but she has been married into the palace for nearly two years, and she has never laid an egg. The concubine never blamed her, nor did she dislike her for treating her badly.

Although this kind of thing can't be forced because of the particularity of her status with the meditation cultivator, she still feels ashamed of the concubine who has always been so good to her.

She also wants to have a child so that the concubine can enjoy that kind of family fun.

I thought it would be good news this time, but I didn't think about it, I was really hit by her crow's mouth, it was an oolong.

didn't know what words to use to comfort the concubine, Yuan Quanquan could only nod.

Imperial Doctor Song was sent out of the house by Yan'er, returned to Yanjingxuan, and saw that the concubine still had a disappointed expression, and sighed secretly in his heart.

It's been so long, but the princess has never been able to get pregnant, it's not that she can't ......

Although it is disrespectful to arrange the master in my heart, I still have some ideas.

The concubine stayed for a while and then returned to the meditation courtyard, and before going back, she quietly told Xiang'er to let her stew tonic soup for the princess according to three meals a day.

After the concubine left, Yuan Quanquan sat on the bed alone, staring down at his stomach in a daze.

Hey, you fight for some gas!

Quite a bit of hatred of iron does not become steel, Yuan Quanquan pinched the flesh on his stomach again, sighed for a while, saw Xiang'er come in, drooped his eyelids and said: "Xiang'er, do you think I should go to worship Guanyin?" ”

Xiang'er instructed the other maids who were waiting in Yanjingxuan at the door to prepare the stew, and when she heard the sound of weakness in the inner room, she lifted the bead curtain and walked into the inner room, dialed the carbon fire in the stove, thought about it, and replied, "What's this...... If you want to go, princess, the slave and maid know a place, and I heard that asking for a child is very effective. ”

Yuan Quanquan just said casually, and when he heard Xiang'er's answer, he raised his eyes curiously: "Huh? Is there such a place? ”

Xiang'er approached, "Yes, twenty miles outside the capital, there is a Hezi Mountain, and there is a Golden Flower Temple on the mountain, which enshrines a statue of the god who sent her son. Many couples have no children after marriage for a long time, so they will go up the mountain to worship and ask for a child. It is said that many people became pregnant not long after worshipping, and they gave birth to sons, which is quite effective. ”

Yuan Quanquan sat cross-legged, "Really? Is it really so spiritual? ”

Xiao Zhi also came over at this time, "The slave seems to have heard of it." Miss, do you want to ...... Shall we go and say goodbye too? What if it really works? ”

Yuan Quanquan sat in the center of the bed like Guanyin sitting on a lotus, pondered for a moment, and resolutely decided to worship the mother who was said to be very effective.

When he came back from meditation, he learned about this oolong, his eyebrows jumped slightly invisibly, and there were no waves on his face, but there was a small ripple in his heart.

When he returned to the room, he saw Yuan Quanquan standing in front of the bed and holding his head and squatting down and standing up, squatting down and standing up again, repeating this action repeatedly, and counting in his mouth, which was very strange.

"What is this doing?"

Yuan Quanquan counted one hundred and forty-eight in his mouth, squatted twice, made up one hundred and five, and then fell backwards suddenly, lying on his back on the bed, paralyzed in a large zigzag shape.

"Whew...... I'm here...... Lose weight! ”

Meditation walked over, leaned forward, leaned over her, "Lose weight?" His gaze turned around her, and finally landed on her slightly rounded belly, and he reached out and stroked it, "Xiaohuan'er thinks he's fat?" ”

Yuan Quanquan turned over and sat up, fortunately, the meditation movement was quickly withdrawn in time, otherwise Ying Ting's nose would have been knocked down.

Pinching his stomach, Yuan Quanquan's expression was a little complicated, he looked up at the meditation cultivator, and said, "The imperial doctor has been here today." ”

Shen Xiu lowered his eyes and looked at her with a gentle expression, "Well, this king knows. ”

"Mother thinks I'm pregnant."

"The king has heard about it."

"But the doctor has diagnosed it and said that it is not Ximai."

"Xiang'er has reported to this king."

“……”

Yuan Quanquan stared at the meditation cultivator, his mouth pursed slightly, and his face was clearly written, "Why are you so calm, don't you care if I'm really pregnant?"

Shen Xiu looked at her aggrieved look, his face was a little tense, he chuckled, sat down beside her, his eyes wandered to her abdomen again, and his tone teased: "Not pregnant, Xiaoquan'er is disappointed?" ”

The Yuan Circle is actually not very disappointed, but a little disappointed.

"I don't care, I'm just so happy to see my mother, but the result is ...... I feel a little sorry for her. ”

The meditation cultivator probably guessed it, took the person into his arms, bit the earlobe of the little woman in his arms, and said in a deep voice. Numbly circled and fell into his ears: "Don't be sorry, it will be soon." ”

"Huh?" What do you mean?

When he turned his head, he saw that the originally handsome man turned into a miserable white skeleton in a second.

The Ghost King turned into his original body and pointed to a certain place on his chest, "This king's ribs are about to grow, and when the time comes, the small circle wants to give birth to a few and give birth to a few, and it is okay to be born until the sky is wasted." ”

…… God is born to grow old!

A roll of his eyes rolled with a unique charm, and Yuan Quanquan said coldly: "Get out." ”

Do you use her as a sow?

Yuan Quanquan glanced at the rib on the skeleton's chest, and was surprised to find that the little thing had grown from the length of the original thumb to longer than the index finger, and compared with the length of the rib on the right side, it was about two or three centimeters longer, and a certain skeleton could take off the hat of the disabled ghost.

"Why did you suddenly grow so fast?" Yuan Quanquan was a little surprised, and immediately figured out the reason.

For more than half a year, she was outside with meditation, not just playing, she had been playing while doing Lei Feng, helping many ghosts who were obsessed with not wanting to leave, and accumulating a lot of merits.

The flowers behind her must be about to bloom.

Revert back to evil. His Royal Highness the King of Charm, the meditation retracted the impropriety, held up the face of the Yuan Circle, looked at her eyes and said seriously: "Xiaoquan'er, this king has searched the Six Realms for thousands of years, and I thought that I would suffer from the pain of bone loss in this life, and I would not be satisfied. But your presence has redeemed the king. You are like destined to come here to accompany this king, otherwise this king would not wake up and the first person he sees is you. This king has never believed in Yue Lao's fate, but you and this king are destined by heaven, and Yue Lao has no right to control it. Therefore, you have to believe that all your life belongs to this king, and you and this king will definitely have their own children. ”

It was rare to see Ming Xiu speak to her in such a serious tone and expression, Yuan Quanquan was a little stunned for a while, and after listening to him finish this large pile of confessions, he looked at him quietly for a while, and then lowered his head and nestled into his arms, "I know, I was sent by God to save you." ”

Shen Xiu smiled: "Yes, the small circle is specially here to save this king." ”

Yuan Quanquan: "So you want to know better for me?" ”

Meditation: "Is it okay to pet the heavens?" ”

Yuan Quanquan: "Okay." ”

Yuan Quanquan: "You will do whatever I say in the future?" ”

Meditation: "Whatever Madame says, it is what it is." ”

Yuan Quanquan: "Yes." After a pause, he immediately made a request, "Then if I say that I want to get a good night's sleep tonight, will this wish come true?" ”

After hesitating for a moment, he immediately lost his memory selectively, throwing what he had just said under his feet and trampling on it: "I can't." ”

Metaverse: "......"

A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost!

I believe you're a ghost, you're a bad old man!

Although he couldn't, he didn't do anything that night. The matter of the beast, he only hugged the Yuan Circle and kissed it, and then hugged the person and slept peacefully.

This time the snow fell so hard that it seemed to be going to end the whole winter of snow this time. As the night passed, a thick layer had been piled up on the roof and the ground, and when I stepped on it, the creaking sound sounded inexplicably pleasant.

Yuan Quanquan said to Xiao Zhi yesterday that he was going to pay homage to his son Niangniang, although the meditation said that there was no need for this, but Yuan Quanquan thought that it would be good to go for a walk to see the snow scene in the mountains.

However, because the snow is too thick, it is difficult to travel, and it is not easy to even walk on the flat road, let alone go up the mountain to the temple to pay homage to the child. Yuanquanquan thought about it for a while, and decided to wait for the snow to melt before going, and stayed in the house for the next two days to finally confirm some matters for the New Year.

In two days, it will be eight days, and the Chinese New Year's Eve will be approaching.

The things in the house are almost arranged, just confirm the details again, and leave the rest to Xiaozhi and Xiang'er, she just snuggles up in the house and drinks soup.

Xiang'er got the "secret decree" of the concubine, and stewed tonic soup for Yuanquanquan to drink three times a day, and she had to watch her drink it with her own eyes before she stopped.

The consequence of making up for it every day is that the Yuan Circle originally had some fleshy waistline, and it was forced to make up for it by these tonic soups!

If she continues to make up for it like this, she will become a fat man of 200 pounds!