Song was embroidering a handkerchief with a needle and thread in his hand, listening to Li's words, he only asked rhetorically: "If Fujin doesn't like you, do you have anything to do?" ”

Li has relatives in her heart, and she is afraid that if she is grounded for another year and a half, she will go crazy.

"Sister Song, is there nothing you can do at all? Shall we just sit and die? Li looked at the people outside who were busy cleaning the courtyard and waiting to welcome the fourth master and Chu Xian back to the palace, and suddenly felt that he was not as good as a subordinate.

Knowing this, she would rather not participate in the draft.

Song was a little impatient in his heart, and put down the handkerchief and needle and thread in his hand: "If Fujin really wants you to die, can you not die?" ”

She got up and walked out.

"Sister Song, where are you going, wait for me." Li hurriedly followed.

Song didn't look back: "Dizzy, go to the Imperial Garden." ”

In August, the chrysanthemums bloom very well. It's cool in the morning and evening, but it's noon, and there's no one.

The Song family didn't bring anyone with him, so the Li family followed step by step.

In the pavilion, the two sat down. Song didn't want to listen to Li's noise, so he turned his face to the outside of the pavilion and pretended to look at the scenery.

Song's eyes swept aimlessly, and suddenly saw a person sitting in the shadow of the backlight of Duxiu Mountain next to him.

It was a woman in a dark green shirt, with displeasure written all over her face, and she looked a little familiar.

She held a large yellow chrysanthemum in her hand, and threw the petals to the ground for a while, muttering something in her mouth.

Song was thinking about who the nervous woman was, and his sleeve was tugged by Li next to him.

"Sister Song, don't patronize the scenery, think of a way. Fujin should come back in a few days, what should we do? She's pregnant now, and if she wants to trouble us, she doesn't even have to think about a reason. ”

As soon as Li remembered the previous life, he wanted to cry, and his voice also cried: "Please, Sister Song, you entered the palace early, you have an idea in your heart, think about it." ”

Song frowned impatiently, and was thinking about how to send the noisy Li away, when he saw the woman in dark green clothes in the shadow of the rockery suddenly raised her head and looked at them.

The vicious and resentful eyes sent chills down the spine.

When he finally saw her face clearly, Song finally remembered who this person was.

Changchun Garden, Chu Xian's morning sickness is good and bad.

If the fourth master is here, with him coaxing, she can still eat.

If the fourth master is not there, she forces herself to eat, but she can eat a little, but after eating, she will regurgitate even more, and she can vomit two mouthfuls after eating one bite, and she will vomit out her stomach.

Chu Xian crossed her fingers every day to live: "Xiao Qi, there are still a few days to end, why is it not good at all." ”

The Queen Mother knew that Chu Xian's morning sickness was serious, so she sent her henchmen to see her every day, and asked her three favorite cooks to cook for Chu Xian to taste.

The first meal was okay, Chu Xian felt that it was very fresh and delicious.

I couldn't eat the second meal again.

The crown princess, Da Fu Jin, and Sanfu Jin sent people to ask every day, and they were also anxious.

Sanfujin also came to see Chu Xian once in person, and saw the severity of Chu Xian's morning sickness, and his temper became even worse after he went back.

The next day, the third elder brother had a blue and purple scar on his head.

Chu Xian was so uncomfortable, she was in no mood to care about others, and she was crooked on the bed weakly every day.

Even Concubine De, who was extremely cold when she thought about it, came over in person: "Why is it that I am getting thinner and thinner when I am pregnant?" 2k reading network