In order to coax Changsheng to sleep, Meng Xilan would always hum the nursery rhyme to him. He grew up listening to this nursery rhyme, starting when he was in her belly.

Meng Xilan hummed softly, and when she finished singing, she suddenly realized that Zhou Youchen had come.

His steps were so light that she didn't notice.

Meng Xilan was about to speak, but remembered that Changsheng had just fallen asleep, so she only said to him with her mouth: "Your Majesty." ”

Zhou Youchen nodded in understanding.

He walked up to her lightly, kissed Meng Xilan's cheek, and kissed Changsheng's forehead.

Changsheng's body has a faint milky fragrance, while Meng Xilan's body has a light medicinal smell, these two flavors are mixed together, which is Zhou Youchen's favorite taste.

Meng Xilan gently put down Changsheng, reluctant to let Zhulu hug him, she just wanted to see him more.

"Changsheng has sunk a lot, don't get tired and sore your wrists."

Zhou Youchen said as he reached out to hold her slender wrist and looked down to inspect it.

A while ago, she was so tired that she had tendons on her hands because she was holding Changsheng every day, and it took several days of hot compresses to reduce the swelling.

Meng Xilan pulled down her cuffs and didn't let him take a closer look.

"Concubines are not in the way......"

"Now that Changsheng is still young, you will spoil him like this." Zhou Youchen said in a slightly helpless tone.

Meng Xilan leaned on his shoulder and said softly: "It is precisely because Changsheng is still young that the concubine can hug him more." When she looks back and grows older, like Brother Yun, the concubine can't hold it even if she wants to. ”

Little children always grow up fast, and there are new changes every day.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

Zhou Youchen reached over and gently patted the sleeping immortal.

"The concubine doesn't know why, it's clear that Changsheng is in front of the concubine's eyes, but the concubine still thinks she misses him."

Xu was unconscious for a while, and as soon as she opened her eyes, the child was already full moon. Every time she saw Changsheng, she couldn't help but feel scared in her heart.

Just a little bit, she couldn't see her child anymore.

"The past is gone, don't be afraid." Zhou Youchen looked at her affectionately and comforted her softly. "The palace is pure, and our hearts should be pure."

When Meng Xilan heard him say this, she groaned for a while before saying, "In this palace, how can there be true purity?" ”

Zhou Youchen's eyebrows moved slightly, and he stroked her hair: "What's the matter, the matter of rectifying the palaces gives you a headache?" ”

Meng Xilan didn't shake her head or nod.

"The relationship between inside and outside the palace in this palace is intertwined, and it affects the whole body. It is inevitable that there will be a lot of things, but the concubines know it. ”

Zhou Youchen nodded when he heard this, "You can rest assured." ”

Meng Xilan held his hand back and strained slightly: "It is estimated that it won't be long before those courtiers in the court will be busy recruiting newcomers to the emperor again." ”

Zhou Youchen lowered his head and smiled when he heard this: "Their temper is the clearest they can't be. No, what's the use of such a thankless errand? ”

Meng Xilan also smiled back at him: "Smart people can do stupid things." ”

Zhou Youchen kissed her earlobe, and his breath sank.

"I'll have you enough."

Meng Xilan only felt a little itchy, and deliberately lowered her head to avoid his kiss.

"The emperor is more and more coaxing, and the concubines don't believe it."

Zhou Youchen originally just wanted to tease her, but when he saw her bow her head and reveal her white neck, she couldn't help but think about it. He put his arms around her waist and lay down with her, but leaned over and reached out to pull her dress.

Meng Xilan exclaimed in surprise, lest she would disturb Changsheng, so she hurriedly stopped him and said, "Your Majesty, it's not dark yet." Moreover, immortality is still ......" Before she finished speaking, Zhou Youchen had already kissed her head and face, leaving her powerless.

Meng Xilan finally broke free, put her hands against his chest, glared at him and said, "Your Majesty, don't do this, let Zhulu hold Changsheng down, don't make noise about the child." ”

Zhou Youchen tried to control his breathing, but he refused to get up, still pressing on her body, calling for humanity: "Someone." ”

Zhu Lu came in response, and was slightly startled when he saw the disheveled appearance of the two of them.

She hurriedly lowered her eyes, came to the bed with a red face, and carried away the sleeping little prince.

After she went out, Meng Xilan couldn't help glaring at Zhou Youchen, wondering why he suddenly became so anxious.

Zhou Youchen saw that she was embarrassed, but instead of persuading, he lowered his head and bit her lip.

"Do you know how hard I've endured these days? No way, who told you to provoke me today. ”

Meng Xilan's face was feverish, and she reached out and pushed him again: "When did the concubine provoke the emperor?" ”

They were just talking.

"You dare not believe what I said, how can I not punish you."

Meng Xilan couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, but she felt that he did it on purpose.

Zhou Youchen no longer gave her a chance to speak, hugging her body tightly, hating to rub her into his chest.

Since Meng Xilan became pregnant, he and her have never been close again. He has endured it, never touched others, and even less wanted to touch it.

Her body was thin, but it was soft to hold, and he coveted her lips, and his palm gently rubbed her back, reassuring her.

His gentleness was slightly overbearing, which made her unable to resist for a while.

After a night of entanglement, Meng Xilan only felt sore, and she didn't even have the strength to get up.

Zhou Youchen also knew that he was too reckless, he only cared about himself, and he didn't care about her body.

He lowered his head and kissed her on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Lan'er, I'm sorry. ”

Meng Xilan glanced at him weakly, and only said, "The concubine is tired and wants to rest." ”

Zhou Youchen nodded: "I know, I will watch the excerpts outside tonight, and I promise not to disturb you." ”

Meng Xilan silently closed her eyes when she heard this.

She did need a break. But she slept for less than two hours before she woke up again.

Zhulu waited quietly, ready to wait for the master to get up and freshen up.

"...... Why don't you sleep a little longer? ”

Meng Xilan held her hand and sat up slowly.

Her shoulders were slightly cold, and when she looked down, she realized that she was still in rags.

It's really not like that. Meng Xilan shook her head slightly, and then ordered: "Zhulu, I want to bathe." ”

Zhulu waited for her master to freshen up, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the kiss marks on her body, and couldn't help but bow her head and blush.

Seeing this, Meng Xilan suddenly spoke: "Zhulu, how many years have you been following this palace?" ”

Zhu Lu was slightly stunned when she heard this, and thought for a while before saying, "You have been following your master for almost twenty years. ”

When she was bought into the Meng family, she was only ten years old. She followed her master all the way from the Meng family to the palace, went around and around, and persisted until today.

"You're twenty-five this year."

Zhulu shook her head with a smile: "The slave is twenty-six this year. ”

In fact, she is two years older than her master.

Meng Xilan sighed slightly when she heard this: "Twenty-six...... It should have been the age of being a wife and a mother. Zhulu, this palace can't stand you......"

When Zhulu heard this, her heart suddenly became terrified. "Niangniang, don't say that, the slave can't afford it."

Meng Xilan leaned on the edge of the bathtub, raised her head and sighed: "In the past, this palace was dedicated to the Meng family, and had no intention of caring about you, and delayed your good years in vain. Now, everything has settled, and this palace doesn't want to wronged you anymore. ”

When Zhulu heard this, her heart moved slightly.

"As a slave and maidservant, it is a matter of course to serve the master."

"Zhulu, you tell me the truth. Is there someone in your heart? ”

It's quiet here, just their master and servant. Meng Xilan simply asked her the truth, Zhulu was her cronie and the person she trusted the most, and she really didn't want to treat her harshly.

Zhulu knelt down in a panic, but she still didn't dare to tell the truth: "Niangniang, no one ...... the slave's heart"

Seeing that she was so excited, Meng Xilan said helplessly: "This palace really asked you, why are you so afraid?" ”

Zhulu bit her lip and remained silent.

She hesitated in her heart, not knowing whether she should say it or not, whether she could say it?

"If you have no one in your heart, this palace will simply be the master one more time and serve as your counselor!" Meng Xilan slowly spoke, and raised her hand at Zhulu: "Get up and talk, it's too cold on the ground." ”

Who knows, Zhulu refused to get up, bowed her head slightly, and seemed to have something to say: "Niangniang...... The slave maid doesn't want to go out of the palace, and the slave maid would rather stay in the palace for the rest of his life and serve the mother. ”

When Meng Xilan heard this, she vaguely heard a little meaning, and said, "Your loyalty, this palace knows." But this palace can't delay you for a lifetime! There are a few young guards around the emperor, who have good conduct and good backgrounds, so they are not as good as ......"

"Niangniang, the slave does have an intention."

At this point, Zhulu had to admit it.

Although the master is not the kind of person who likes to play and mess with mandarin duck scores, if she is dedicated to making decisions for her, there is nothing she can do.

Meng Xilan sighed softly, supported her head with one hand, looked at her and said, "In that case, why do you want to hide this palace?" ”

Zhulu's eyes suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "The slave does have someone she likes, but it's just ...... That person is a person who the slave maid never dares to be delusional in her life. Slaves and maids are not worthy ......"

When Meng Xilan heard this, her heart was dark.

Her sweetheart must be someone in the palace, and moreover, he is also an official person.

She knows Zhulu's temperament very well, she will not be tempted by the emperor, and she will not dare.

"Tell me, who the hell is that man."

Zhulu took a deep breath before saying, "Slave, the person that slave and maid like is Master Jiao." The slave liked him...... Ten years ......"

From the moment she first saw Jiao Changqing, Zhu Lu kept this person firmly in her heart.

Over the years, Lord Jiao has been assisting the emperor and taking care of his master, she can see him almost every day, and she can say a few words to him. This kind of getting along makes her happy and sad.

She was happy that the person she liked was right in front of her, right within her reach. And what she is sad about is that she clearly and clearly knows that she is not worthy of Master Jiao.

Meng Xilan was slightly surprised when she heard this, but she quickly digested this fact.

The master's excellence is not only his medical skills, but also his handsome and outstanding appearance. Such a skillful and benevolent, handsome man, there is no woman in the world who will not be tempted when he sees it.

Meng Xilan secretly blamed herself, after all, she was careless, and she didn't realize that Zhulu had a deep affection for him.