Chunjiao was also puzzled, so decent, the master had been talking about Xiao Gege ugly for two days.

It's the first time I've seen such a situation, it's not that I don't love it, it's just that it's ugly.

At the beginning, Ji Wanrong really felt ugly, and that was from the bottom of her heart.

But later, it's just a joke.

In her hometown, there is a custom that when a child is born, it cannot be said to be beautiful.

I have to say ugly, ugly children are easy to feed, and the more ugly they say, the more they show that such a child is good-looking.

Such a strange custom, Ji Wanrong naturally can't tell Chunjiao and them.

After all, the Manchus did not have such a custom, and she did not bother to explain too much.

"Okay, if you really look like the fourth master, it's not bad." Ji Wanrong looked at the father and daughter with a smile.

She leaned back on the bed, wearing a long gown and a thin quilt.

He also wears a headscarf and a forehead wipe on his head, and although he does not apply powder, his skin is fair and shiny.

After taking the medicine prescribed by Wei Chenfeng, Ji Wanrong also recovered a lot of energy, and she was still very energetic on the day of production.

This month, she couldn't wash her hair or take a bath, Ji Wanrong said a lot, but no one agreed with her new concept.

Even Wei Chenfeng persuaded her to insist on sticking to this month's work.

In this way, Ji Wanrong can only be honestly confined.

This month's time is not long, but it is not short.

Without washing her hair for three days, Ji Wanrong was uncomfortable, and every day was a torment for her.

But I can lie in the house all day, and I can't open the window to breathe, I can't see the outside scene, and I don't know how long it has been.

Honghui came back from the palace and heard that Ji Wanrong had given birth to a child and had dinner in Qinfang Garden, so he hurriedly ran to the Dark Fragrance Pavilion.

Before the person entered the house, he shouted loudly, "Aunt Rong, Aunt Rong, I'm back." ”

Ji Wanrong leaned on the side of the bed and talked to Chunjiao.

In order to accompany Ji Wanrong, Shisu and Cardamom also brought the things for needlework into the inner room.

Hearing Honghui's voice, Ji Wanrong didn't react yet, and Xiao Lizi's singing voice also sounded.

"You go check it out." Ji Wanrong came back to her senses, and then looked at Chunjiao and said.

Chunjiao responded, turned around and went out, and saw Honghui wearing a bamboo leaf green robe from afar, walking towards this side.

Now that I'm getting a little fatter, I look a little bit tiger-brained.

The Wulanala clan was still very worried before, worried that Honghui would enter the palace and suffer.

But with the care of Concubine De, the imperial grandmother, where will she suffer anything.

Not only did he not suffer hardship, but he also gained a lot of weight.

"Big brother auspicious." Chunjiao hurriedly stepped forward, shook the handkerchief and said to Honghui.

"Excuse me, what about Aunt Rong? Are you better? Listening to Eniang, Aunt Rong gave birth to a little Gege. Honghui looked excited, looked at Chunjiao and asked.

The weather at the end of August, it was surprisingly hot.

Fu Le Rao is holding an umbrella, and Honghui is also sweating.

There was fine and dense sweat on his forehead, and he was a little out of breath.

Chunjiao looked at Honghui like this, and said with a smile. "The master is in the house, let the slave and maid come to meet the eldest brother, the sun is scorching, the eldest brother should follow the slave and maid into the house, Xiao Gege is asleep now, and he should be able to wake up later."

As she spoke, she welcomed Honghui into the room.

Honghui entered the house, took a breath, and wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief.

He also opened the folding fan and fanned the sweat on his body, and then walked towards the inner room.

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