What Shen Baiyan wanted to say most now was not these, but what he really wanted to say was difficult to speak.

Although Song Zhi still felt that his body bones were a little weak, and his hands and feet were not strong, he was already much more comfortable, but he felt tired. The small kitchen had prepared medicinal porridge early, just waiting for them to ask for it.

It was rare for Song Zhi to see Shen Baiyan have such a look on his face that he wanted to say and stopped, usually speaking, the two of them always knew everything and said everything.

"How are you doing?" Song Zhi said abruptly, she took a sip of the blood rice porridge fed by Shen Baiyan, and her lips were stained with some thin red porridge water, barely showing a little ruddy.

Shen Baiyan wiped the residual porridge on her lips with his thumb, rubbed it on a handkerchief, and said, "If she knows the current affairs, I will find a good family for her, and marry someone who is familiar with the Cui family." If she insisted on staying in the palace, she would be detained in her own courtyard and left her for the rest of her life. ”

Song Zhi nodded when she heard this, and raised her eyes to look at Shen Baiyan, her eyes were hazy, like a shallow pool, and said: "The Queen Mother said that you and this Fenrui girl can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts. ”

"If it's a woman I've known since childhood, I'll marry all of them, and the backyard of this palace will already be smoky." Shen Baiyan handed the spoon to Song Zhi's lips, his tone was very helpless.

Song Zhi narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Oh? How? Do you have many women you know? ”

Shen Baiyan stretched out his hand persistently, and it wasn't until Song Zhi took another sip of blood rice porridge that he said, "Three thousand weak water, only take one scoop to drink." Otherwise, he will be choked to death. ”

When Song Zhi heard this, he coughed twice and said, "What's the explanation? ”

Shen Baiyan hurriedly saw the porridge bowl put aside, and stroked Song Zhi's back, "Just like Zheng Guogong, Mrs. Zheng Guogong is generous and virtuous, the left concubine room, and the right one is full of Zheng Guogong's backyard." But the only children are grandchildren, and the only few concubines are daughters, and their own aunts have all died of illness inexplicably. ”

Song Zhi knew the power of this Duchess Zheng Guo, looking at the smile, the most hearty, but the children who crawled out of her belly were all top-notch, and they were the masters of the Guogong Mansion, and they never thought that they would have such a dark side.

"I'm not going to do that." It may be possible to ask Song Zhi to bind Aunt Tongfang with a decoction of children, but it would be cruel to ask her to go to her mother and keep her son.

"I know." Shen Baiyan said: "But I'm not a person who covets warm fragrant nephrite, one person is enough." Why bother looking for someone you don't even like very much, to add to your blockage? ”

Hearing Shen Baiyan say that he was not a person who coveted warm fragrant nephrite, Song Zhi twitched the corners of his mouth and glanced at him disdainfully.

Shen Baiyan froze slightly, touched the bridge of his nose, and said, "Madame is naturally an exception." ”

"But now that I have a body, I can't have sex." Song Zhi blushed and said.

Although Shen Baiyan is not lustful, he is always close to Song Zhi, and he always does not let go until he is satisfied, so he has to ask Song Zhi to beg for mercy in a low voice, and he is willing to give up when he sobs tactfully.

Shen Baiyan looked at Song Zhi with a strange expression, and saw that she really didn't seem to remember much, so he said, "Madame, didn't you forget?" How did we act when you were pregnant with a brute? ”

His tone was strange and playful, which made Song Zhi recall many blushing fragments and ambiguous voices.

When Song Zhi was pregnant with Man'er, although Dr. Wu vaguely hinted that after the fetus sat firmly, it could have sex moderately.

But because it was the first child, both of them were a little apprehensive and extra cautious. In addition, a few months after Song Zhi became pregnant, Shen Baiyan was busy with affairs, and the number of times the two had sex was not very much.

A few rare ......

Song Zhi only thought about it for a moment, and his face was already blushing and his heart was beating, and his ear holes were smoking.

She was so embarrassed by Shen Baiyan at that time, and she was also dizzy, and she didn't remember it very clearly afterwards.

The topic between the two inexplicably shifted from an annoying remark to this embarrassing matter, Song Zhi felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything for a while.

She was interrupted by Shen Baiyan like this, and she knew that there was nothing wrong with the month-by-month matter, and her heart was relieved, and her sleepiness returned.

Shen Baiyan saw that she had slept for a long time, and now she was about to sleep again, and she was a little worried, so she invited Dr. Wu to come and take a look.

Dr. Wu only said that it was okay, it was good to sleep, and the more you sleep, the faster your body will recover.

Shen Baiyan reluctantly let go of a hanging heart, after he went to see Man'er, he came back to bathe and change clothes, and carefully went to bed to sleep with the sleeping Song Zhi.

In the middle of the night, Shen Baiyan suddenly woke up, he didn't understand why he woke up suddenly at first, but then he heard a few sporadic rains, and then he knew that he was waking up because of the rain.

He carefully covered Song Zhi with the quilt, and heard Song Zhi snort weakly, turned over, and got into Shen Baiyan's arms.

Shen Baiyan rubbed lightly on Song Zhi's sideburns, and fell back into a sweet sleep with her.

……

The dogwood fruit in the courtyard is hung with last night's raindrops, and it is only planted in a high place because I am worried that the dogwood fruit is slightly poisonous.

Jiang Changwan sat by the window, holding a delicate fan in one hand and supporting her cheeks in the other, looking up to see the raindrops on the countless dogwood fruits.

Ya'er was wearing an old rose-colored shirt, and sat beside Jiang Changwan obediently to practice characters, saying that it was a learning character, but it was better to say that it was a ghost drawing.

The child's hand bones are soft and have not yet grown up, Jiang Changwan just asked her to learn a general posture. As for the actual learning of characters, you have to wait until the child is five years old to start.

"Mother, what are you looking at?" Ya'er wrote for a while, feeling a little bored, so she threw the pen away, looking for something else to do.

Jiang Changwan looked at Ya'er with a gentle smile, but there was an inexplicable sense of sadness, only to hear her say: "I want to see which drop of rain on this dogwood fruit will fall first." Shall Ya'er make a bet with her mother? ”

When Ya'er heard this, she also raised her head to see, is it better to choose this dogwood fruit on the sharpest? Or the most ruddy and plump one?

When Ya'er turned her head to think about it, she saw another wild finch flying on the branch, which landed on the branch lightly, Ya'er took a breath, covered her small mouth, and she said softly: "The bird is so light, the water droplets are still there." ”

The wild finch had a small black head, a goose-yellow chest, and a small moon-white semicircle under the eyes.

"What kind of bird is this?" Ya'er seemed to be afraid that her voice would startle the finch, but she still covered her mouth and said.

Jiang Changwan thought for a moment, and said uncertainly: "It seems to be a golden belly." ”

"Golden belly?" Ya'er probably thought that this name was very appropriate, so she called at the bird a few times, "Golden belly, golden belly." ”

This finch actually chirped twice at Ya'er, as a response.

"You have to be lighter, don't drop the raindrops." Ya'er rolled a pair of small hands into an arch and shouted to the finch.

This childlike act can only be done by children.

The finch seemed to understand, its little paws firmly grasping the branches, and only turning its little head cautiously.

Ya'er put her mind at ease, carefully selecting the dogwood fruit she was fond of, and after a moment, she stretched out her little finger and pointed to the most pointed dogwood and said, "That one fell first." ”

Jiang Changwan looked down her finger, but heard a crisp birdsong.

The finches in the trees chirped a few times, and with a kick of their little paws, they flapped their wings and flew away.

A light rain occurred in a short moment, and all the water droplets on the dogwood fruit fell, and the gambling contract was countless.

Ya'er let out a 'hmm' in annoyance, but saw Jiang Changwan looking at the air with empty eyes, and said after a while: "Golden bellies have always come in pairs, and I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

Ya'er's mind was already attracted by a drop of ink on the paper that looked like a rockery at this time, and she didn't care what Jiang Changwan said, even if she heard it, a little child couldn't understand its deep meaning.

A few days ago, Mrs. Zhou suddenly became ill, and on the grounds that she was not in good health and was afraid that she would not be able to stay in the world for a long time, she forced Zhou Du to admit Sun Qianqian into the door, and a gap between Jiang Changwan and Zhou Du was added.

As soon as Sun Qianqian entered the door, Mrs. Zhou was like eating a panacea, and she instantly became alive. She talked to herself, only because of 'Chongxi'.

Jiang Changwan also earned, and her mother-in-law Ying once expressed her dissatisfaction when she had tea with Mrs. Zhou one day. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhou asked her mother to bring a transcription from the pharmacy, which was the one that Dr. Wu gave to Jiang Changwan!

It was just a prescription for body heat that needed to be recuperated, and in the mouth of Mrs. Zhou, three points were said to be ten, as if Jiang Changwan would die violently at any time.

Ying didn't know what to do, and listened to Mrs. Zhou's mother tell the scene of Ruoquan secretly going out of the house to grab medicine vividly, and lost her mind for a while, so she sat down and went to find Jiang Changwan.

When Jiang Changwan heard this, she knew that Mrs. Zhou had yin herself again, and now she couldn't tell clearly.

Jiang Changwan knew that Song Zhi was originally well-intentioned, who would have thought that this recipe would become the best reason in the hands of Old Madam Zhou?

Although she didn't say it, she had some complaints about Song Zhi in her heart, and the palace didn't go for a long time.

Until today, I heard from my mother-in-law's sister-in-law that the Queen Mother personally gave a palace maid to Shen Baiyan to do the affairs of the concubine.

And the concubine's family is not small, and it can't be promoted.

Jiang Changwan was upset for Song Zhi in her mouth, but she had a strange pleasure in her heart. This mind was too dirty, Jiang Changwan didn't dare to think about it, and she didn't dare to think about it too much.

"Madam, the envoy said that tonight's dinner will be eaten in our courtyard." Ruoquan walked in and said.

Ya'er cheered happily, and Jiang Changwan only said calmly: "Then let the small kitchen prepare some food he likes to eat." ”

Ruomei had already come to report earlier, Sun Qianqian came to the menstrual affair today, and she must not be able to wait for the decision.

Jiang Changwan sneered softly in her heart, "I've become a thing?" ’