Tong Jiayuzhi's pregnancy was soon hammered by a stone, and it is said that it has been two months.

At this moment, Hongxing, the rabbit cub, was broken, and he ran into the palace to report the good news as soon as possible, "Eniang!" Maybe you and Khan Ama's eldest grandson will be born by Yuzhi~! ”

The sound was a little rippling.

Yao Jiaxin's black line, "Oh" your sister's yo!

Yao Jiaxin reprimanded with a straight face: "You are all going to be Amma's people, you should be more steady!" Although Hongxing is not yet eighteen years old, he is almost old, but he is not in shape all day long, Yao Jiaxin really doubts, can this little rabbit cub take on the responsibility of being a father?

Looking at this smiling young man, with a childlike smile shining in his dark pupils, Yao Jiaxin had a stomachache.

Hongxing smiled and said, "Eniang, don't worry! My son has a sense of proportion! ”

Yao Jiaxin sighed, I hope you are really a little forced in your heart.

"You are not yet three months old now, and the fetal image is not stable, you have to be careful, and don't mess with her, let her take good care of the fetus." Yao Jiaxin really didn't worry about her rabbit cub, so she had to tell her again and again like a mother.

"Got it, got it!" Hongxing pouted, "E-Niang, you're so long-winded!" ”

Yao Jiaxin's forehead burst into a green tendon, this unbeaten rabbit cub! If it was Hongxu, where would she need to be so deliberately advised?

"!!" Yao Jiaxin, who was furious, picked up the ivory arm next to him and joked at the rabbit cub's unbeaten and arrogant face.

Hongxing jumped away and smiled, "Eniang, you wait to hug your grandson!" ”

Then he ran away without a trace.

Nong Yun hurriedly helped Yao Jiaxin back to the Luohan couch, and offered her white jade milk tea, "Don't be angry, the master, don't be angry, our eighth master is a child's heart, and when we are happy here, we are naturally very happy." ”

Yao Jiaxin snorted, "It's his 'childish heart' that has a headache in this palace. "—they're all divided, and they're still like a child.

Nong Yun said with a smile: "When the Eight Blessings Jin gives birth to an heir, and the Eighth Master becomes Amma, he will definitely be more stable." ”

Yao Jiaxin pouted, pull it down, His Majesty the Fourth Master also said that Hongxing would be more stable if he married his wife! As a result, after getting married, he patronized and dragged his wife to play crazy all these years.

Yin Zhen is very pleased with Tong Jia's pregnancy, although Fucha's has not been able to give birth to a grandson for him and Tian'er, but if Tong Jia's gives birth to a child, it is also a great joy.

Yin Zhen looked comforting, "This is the bloodline of Aixinjue Luo and Tong Jia!" ”

Yao Jiaxin said lightly: "Regardless of whether the blood is bloody, you can quickly drink this bowl of astragalus duck soup while it is hot!" ”

Yin Zhenlong's face stiffened slightly, he looked at the large piece of duck meat in the huge palace bowl, and felt his stomach swell, "Tian'er, this duck has a fishy smell, I really don't like it." ”

Yao Jiaxin only felt a headache, it really broke her heart to be on such a picky eater. Drinking black chicken soup dislikes black and ugly, and duck soup dislikes fishy, but these nourishing medicinal diets are mostly accompanied by chicken and duck.

"Okay, okay, tomorrow I'll change you to Angelica pigeon soup." Yao Jiaxin had to be patiently coaxed.

Yinzhen: Actually, I don't like to eat pigeons.

Under Yao Jiaxin's repeated urging, Yinzhen finally finished eating this Huangqi duck soup, and his face was like drinking bitter medicine!

She has tasted every nourishing medicinal meal, and it is obviously delicious!!

Yao Jiaxin sighed, why did she think that His Majesty the Fourth Master was getting older and more childish?

Sorrowful, if the child is not sensible, she can scold her ears or even beat her twice, but in the face of His Majesty the Fourth Master, Yao Jiaxin can't move her mouth and feet, right?

"Really, I've been watching over it for more than an hour." Yao Jiaxin couldn't help but complain a little, "Even if it doesn't suit your appetite, it's better than those bitter pills, right?" ”

Yin Zhenhu said with a grimace: "Tian'er! I'm done eating, so you can say a few words! ”

Yao Jiaxin: This master is really the emperor, and his temper is not small, and if he says a few more words, he will blow up his hair.

"Alright, alright!" Yin Zhen also knew that his Tian'er was for his good, so he said patiently, "Don't you still want Lang Shining to paint for you?" ”

Because His Majesty the Fourth Master was ill this spring, Tian Guifei's painting had just begun to be painted, and it still needed to be depicted against real people many times.

Yao Jiaxin heard the meaning of evicting customers, and immediately became unhappy: "What, do you think I'm verbose?" ”

Yin Zhen had to squeeze out a smile, "How come?" I just think that the paintings that Lang Shining made for you are very good, and they have depicted Tian'er's charm and demeanor back then, so I also want to see the paintings in the future. ”

Yao Jiaxin turned her anger into a laugh, "This foreigner is really dedicated to painting." "The portraits of Concubine Zhen and Concubine Xian are painted with delicate faces, as if they are in their twenties.

Yao Jiaxin smiled so much that the corners of her mouth curled, and she told Yinzhen: "Then the fourth master should not be too busy, and after a while, he will go out for a walk and see the scenery." ”

Yin Zhen nodded hurriedly, and after seeing Yao Jiaxin go away, Yin Zhen sighed helplessly, and then turned over the fold, picked up the red pen, and began to work on the case for an afternoon.

Because Western oil painting needs to consider the factors of light and shadow, Lang Shining chooses a fixed time every day to paint her, and he probably paints for her for more than half an hour.

Although Ji Guan was heavy, she was still able to hold on for only half an hour.

It is really a wise choice to choose to wear auspicious clothes into the painting, rather than court clothes, and the crown of the court clothes is called crushing the neck.

Sitting on the phoenix chair, Yao Jiaxin looked at the blue sky outside the window, and suddenly felt a little stunned, and in a blink of an eye, it had been more than 20 years since she crossed over. The spring of the twenty-third year of Yongzheng was so warm, and the breeze was blowing on her face, which made her a little trance.

The Yongzheng Emperor in history died at the age of fifty-eight, and now he ...... His Majesty the Fourth Master is already fifty out of fifty.

Although she never thought that His Majesty the Fourth Master would die in three years, she ...... She also really felt the aging of His Majesty the Fourth Master, and His Majesty's body was indeed not as healthy as in previous years.

It's just that someone hasn't counted it in his heart, and he is still so busy with government affairs, refusing to take a good rest, and even taking medicinal food wants her to keep an eye on it.

Yao Jiaxin sighed lowly.

In other words, she is already an old woman who knows the destiny of heaven, and for so many years, His Majesty the Fourth Master has not changed his mind about her, and no matter how many young and beautiful palace maids there are in the palace, he will never pretend.

This kind of single-mindedness was something she couldn't have imagined when she just crossed over.

But His Majesty the Fourth Master did what he said, and every one of his promises was fulfilled.

Even if she has grown old.

More than 20 years together, morning and twilight.

Yao Jiaxin was even used to the days with His Majesty the Fourth Master, and she couldn't imagine what would happen to her if she didn't have His Majesty the Fourth Master one day.