In the Apple Smoke Pavilion, Su Yanyan is lazily leaning on the carved couch to close her eyes and recuperate, and the smoker with tangled peonies and green leaves at hand is burning Su Hexiang, the fragrance is faint and faint, and the smell is very pleasant.

"Concubine Su, please use rock sugar bird's nest soup." Yancao carried a bowl of bird's nest and walked to Su Yuyan's side.

Su Yanyan straightened up, stretched out her slender hand, and gracefully brought the bowl. Fang took two sips and retched.

Mother Jiang ran to Su Yanyan's side with an anxious face, and stretched out her hand to calm her breath, "Concubine Su, what's wrong with you?" ”

Su Yanyan was just about to speak, when suddenly a feeling of nausea hit her again.

"What unclean thing did your little hoof eat for the concubine?" Mother Jiang turned her head and glared at Yan Cao.

Yan Cao's face turned pale with fright, and she hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy, "Mother Mingcha, the slave maid has never done anything, even if she lends ten more guts to the slave maid, the slave and maid will not dare to harm the side concubine." After speaking, he kowtowed a few times.

Su Yanyan retched a few more times. Fang got better, "Mom, Yancao was brought by us from Su Mansion, what kind of person she is, I think you know very well, I don't think she will do such a thing." Besides, I didn't feel anything uncomfortable, just nauseous. ”

Yan Cao listened to Su Yanyan's words and was grateful, "Concubine Xie is clear, Concubine Xie is clear." ”

Mother Jiang looked at the bird's nest in the bowl, and then at Su Yuyan, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and her shrewd triangular eyes narrowed, "Look at me thinking about the worst, Concubine Fang, are you like this?" ”

Su Yanyan was stunned when she heard this, thought for a moment and said, "My monthly letter this month is indeed late, I thought it was because of my weak health, so I didn't care." ”

Mother Jiang smiled all over her face after hearing this, "Hey, my side concubine, you are pregnant." The slave and maid immediately went to ask the doctor to come and show you. With that, he got up and walked out quickly.

"Mom, don't make a noise beforehand." Su Yuyan spoke out in time.

"Hey, the slave can be saved, you can rest assured, concubine." After Jiang's mother finished speaking, she turned around and left.

After two sticks of incense, I saw Jiang's mother leading a doctor to the Smoke Pavilion.

"Doctor Li, Concubine Fang suddenly retched a few times after drinking bird's nest before, feeling disgusted, you can see, what's wrong with Concubine Fang." Jiang's mother said to the doctor.

"Yes." Dr. Li sat down on the stool next to the couch and took his pulse.

"Dr. Li, what's wrong with me?" Su Yuyan asked.

"Back to the side concubine, your pulse is fluent, like a bead, this is a happy pulse. Congratulations, you are pregnant. Dr. Su replied.

"Congratulations to the concubine, congratulations to the concubine." The slaves and maids in the house all knelt down and congratulated Su Yanyan.

"Get up, everyone will be rewarded today." Su Yanyan looked happy.

"Concubine Xie." The crowd saluted.

"Bes, send Dr. Li out for me." Su Yanyan said, and gave Bice a look.

After going out, Bisi said, "Today, there is Dr. Lao Li, and this is our Concubine Su to reward you." As he spoke, he took out a purse.

Dr. Li took it and opened it to see that there were several ingots of silver, which was far more than the consultation fee that should be given. "This, this is ......" Dr. Li looked puzzled.

"Concubine Su said that you deserve it, and there may be many places to trouble you in the future." Beth said with a grin.

Hearing this, Dr. Li still didn't understand what Su Yuyan meant. There are always unsightly things in the palace of the prince and noble, and he was originally reluctant to get involved, but this Concubine Su was so generous that he had to make him moved. Doctor Li thought for a while and said, "Yes, the villain understands, please rest assured." ”

"Dr. Su is a smart person, and you will be indispensable in the future." After Beth finished speaking, she sent Dr. Su out.

"Concubine Fang, why don't you hurry up and tell the prince the good news." Mother Jiang smiled, and the corners of her mouth were almost laughing to the root of her ears.

"Mom, don't be anxious, the prince is in the palace now, why bother him. I'll tell him when he comes to me in the evening. Su Pingyan's face was flushed, and he gently stroked his stomach.

A bright moon in the sky poked its head out of the clouds, but it was still covered with a moon halo, and it was hazy and could not be seen. A curtain of moonlight poured down like water, sprinkling on the snowy ground, as if the ground was covered with silver leaf.

Chunqin rubbed her hands together and came into the house with a flushed face, "Princess, the snow outside has finally stopped, and there are stars in the sky, it seems that tomorrow is a good weather." ”

"Oh, that's a good thing." Hearing this, Han Yue put down the book in his hand and said slowly, "The beautiful scenery of the first glow after the snow is unique. ”

"Princess, the lanterns have been hung on the corridor." At this time, Xia Shu came in and replied.

"It's okay now, there is a lot of atmosphere for the New Year." Zi Mo clapped his hands and said happily.

"The slave maid feels that this still looks a little deserted, so it is better to let the slaves and maids cut some blessing words and paste the window flowers, wouldn't it be more festive." Chunqin walked up to Hanyue and said.

"Yes, yes." Zi Mo, Zi Su and Xia Shu on the side all echoed.

Han Yue looked at everyone's happy appearance, and her interest couldn't help but rise, "Okay, then Chunqin, you go and get some gold and silver foil colored paper, and then call the autumn chess and winter paintings, and we will cut the window flowers together." ”

Chunqin happily answered, and after a while, she brought a stack of colored paper and silk foil. Everyone sat down around the warm couch and talked and laughed happily. It's icy and snowy outside the window, but it's warm inside.

The custom of cutting window grilles has existed since ancient times and has a history of thousands of years. Nowadays, the Dayue Dynasty is also very popular in the custom of carving gold to win. Victory is a pattern cut from paper, gold and silver leaf, and silk. Those who cut into sets of square geometric shapes are called Fang Sheng, those who are cut into flower and grass shapes are called Huasheng, and those who are cut into human shapes are called human wins.

After an hour or two, there were a bunch of various Fu characters, Huasheng and Fang Sheng on the small table. There are magpies climbing branches, stepping on the snow to find plums, waiting for group flowers, feather flower miscellaneous painting, more than every year, monkey fishing for the moon, nine carp playing in the water, peacock opening screen, spring of peace, etc., very delicate and beautiful.

"At this time, everyone has a common gain, talking and laughing. Zun before the cypress leaves rest with the wine, Shengli Jinhua skillfully hardy. Han Yue cut the window flowers in her hand and opened her mouth to chant slowly.

"Princess, you are so literary that you can even make a poem by cutting a window flower." Winter Painting sighed.

Han Yue smiled slightly, "I'm just reading a few more books when I have nothing to do." ”

"Don't you know, before the young lady left the cabinet, she wrote poems and lyrics in the house every day, and she could write for a day as soon as she wrote. Shiso, don't you say? Zi Mo interjected, and didn't forget to use his elbow to push the top of the perilla.

"Huh? This one...... ......"Zi Su was suddenly named by Zi Mo, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, which made everyone laugh.

"You girl, it seems that I am too used to you on weekdays, and now I dare to arrange me." Han Yue pretended to look at Zi Mo with a slight anger, and stretched out her hand to hit him. Zi Mo also pretended to be scared and dodged, and the atmosphere in the room became lively in an instant.

"Hey, hey, it's so fragrant, do you smell it?" At this time, Zi Mo suddenly stopped and turned around to ask everyone.

"I smell it too, it seems to be a sweet potato." Qiu Qi said.

"No, it smells like chestnuts." Winter painting also said.

Hanyue got up and pointed to the gilded peach stove in the center of the room and said, "I asked the kitchen for some raw sweet potatoes and chestnuts to put in the stove to coax, and now they should be ripe and ready to eat." ”

When Zi Mo heard this, his face was greedy, and he couldn't wait to step forward, "Ouch, it's so hot!" She reached for it, but it was so hot that her hands touched her earlobes. This funny appearance caused everyone to laugh again.

The careful Shiso went to the side to fetch tongs and a white cloth, and took out the chestnuts and sweet potatoes from the stove one by one and put them on the cloth.

"Okay, you can take this food and divide it." Hanyue said with a smile.

"Princess Xie." After thanking them, everyone retreated in a noisy. Although chestnuts and sweet potatoes are commonplace, they are very popular on winter nights.

After everyone left, the room returned to a quiet state, and Han Yue cleaned up the paper cuts on the table, leaned back against the couch by the window and read a book.

Hanyue was so engrossed in reading that she didn't notice that there was another person in the room. Nangong Jing looked at Han Yue's concentrated appearance and found it quite interesting, he didn't call out to her, just walked gently to Han Yue and stood still.

"Lord Wang? How did you get here? Hanyue looked at the person in front of him in surprise. Since the last time Nangong Jing went to the Yan Pavilion, he had been a little cold and had not come to Han Yuxuan for the night. On such a day, the cold moon is also used to it.

"What? Yue'er doesn't want me to come? Nangong Jing raised his eyebrows slightly.

Han Yuefang realized that she had said the wrong thing, she unconsciously bit her lip, and hurriedly said, "The concubine is just happy for a while. ”

Looking at Han Yue's cramped appearance, Nangong Jing smiled, "I'm just joking with you, how can Yue'er take it seriously." ”

"Lord Wang......" Han Yue turned around pretending to be angry.

Nangong Jing stretched out his hand, turned Han Yue around, and gently held it in his arms.

Nangong Jing was wearing a dark blue silk robe, with a slightly open neckline, and Han Yue lazily leaned on his solid chest, only feeling extremely warm.

The faint candlelight illuminated the figures of Han Yue and Nangong Jing, casting shadows on the wall, and Han Yue looked at the shadows of the two people hugging on the wall, and her face was flushed with carmine like begonia flowers.

The bursts of magnolia flowers on Han Yue's body were as sultry as a cat's claws, which tickled Nangong Jing's heart, "Yue'er ......" Nangong Jing called softly, and his delicate kiss fell in the middle of Han Yue's white neck. His voice mesmerized Cold Moon.

Nangong Jing gently lifted Han Yue's chin with his index finger, stared at Han Yue for a moment with long eyes, and suddenly, he bent down and took Han Yue in his arms and walked towards the couch. Han Yue obediently leaned on Nangong Jing's arms, and her heart was infinitely sweet.

In the Yan Pavilion, Su Yanyan was sitting on the couch in a snow-white wide-sleeved silk bedclothes, "Yancao, go and see where the prince is, why haven't you come here so late." ”

Yan Cao went out in response, and replied after a while, "Back to the side concubine, the prince went to Han Yuxuan." ”

Han Yuxuan? After listening to Yan Cao's reply, Su Yuyan only felt that the blood in her chest was rolling, and her long nails couldn't help but scratch the brocade sheets, "Go and call Mother Jiang, and send someone to invite Dr. Su to come." ”

Han Yue and Nangong Jing were about to fall asleep, and there were two knocks outside the door. Chunqin called out respectfully outside the door: "Lord Wang." ”

Nangong Jing said impatiently, "What's the matter?" ”

"Mother Jiang of the Tobacco Pavilion said that there is something important to report to the prince." Chunqin replied.

Hearing the word "Yan Pavilion", Nangong Jing immediately changed his mind and hurriedly said, "Let her in." ”

Nangong Jing got up and put on a coat, and Han Yue also put on a coat and simply put her hair together.

After Mother Jiang entered the house and saluted, she said with a panicked face, "Lord, Concubine Su didn't know why, she suddenly felt unwell, and she vomited." Please go over and have a look. ”

"What? How so! How do you all take care of it? Nangong Jing was furious, and hurriedly walked out as he spoke, and Hanyue also rushed over with Nangong Jing.

In the Apple Smoke Pavilion, Su Yanyan was lying on the bed weakly, and Dr. Su was on the side to check his pulse.

Nangong Jing anxiously paced back and forth in the room, "Doctor, how is Yan'er?" ”

Doctor Su withdrew his hand to check the pulse, stood up, and made a gesture to Nangong Jing, and then said respectfully, "Congratulations, Lord Wang, Concubine Su has been pregnant for a month." ”

After hearing the doctor's words, Nangong Jing was a little surprised at first and then happy, he stepped forward excitedly and held Su Yanyan's hand tightly and said, "Yan'er, we have a child, we finally have a child, it is a child belonging to the two of us." Yan'er, I'm so happy, thank you. ”

The joy of a room, but there is no room for a trace of loneliness. Hanyue watched from the sidelines, and no one noticed her, as if she was just a superfluous person. She looked at Nangong Jing, how happy his smile was, and how warm this scene was, but all of this had nothing to do with her. Her mood changed from shock at first hearing to extremely sour. Hanyue lowered her head and silently stroked her stomach, feeling a sense of loss in her heart.