After bathing, she was a little tired, thinking that her body had not fully recovered, and she was always tired easily. Nan Jingpei was already fully dressed and sat in a rocking chair with a fur plop to watch her.

Shen Yunzhen hugged the brocade quilt and slept quietly on the steaming chair in the jade hall, under the chair was the aroma of fumigation of various flower stamens, mixed with some herbs that invigorated blood and soothed the muscles, and the aftertaste in the fragrance was slightly sweet and bitter.

Nan Jingpei looked at her lazily, she looked very well-behaved when she fell asleep, and she couldn't tell that she was already a mother, but like a little girl who had not been deeply involved in the world.

The sound of the water was clear, like the soft whispers of a baby, and the small brass bells the size of fingernails swayed in unison. The voice made him a little drowsy, and Nan Jingpei covered himself with a fur blanket and closed his eyes to take a nap.

After a quarter of an hour, he suddenly felt someone calling him, and when he opened his eyes, it turned out to be Liu Eryue.

"What's the matter?" He rubbed his swollen and aching brows and asked in a low voice.

"Back to the emperor, it was the Zhixia girl from Dingxiang Palace who came, saying that Concubine De was not feeling well, and asked the emperor to go over and take a look." She said.

"Oh," Nan Jingpei gasped heavily, and said to Liu February, "You go and pour me a cup of tea." ”

He drank a big red robe, lifted his spirits, handed the teacup to Liu Eryue, looked at Shen Yunzhen and said, "You stay here to take care of her, be careful not to let her catch a cold." ”

Liu Eryue took the teacup and responded in a low voice.

Nan Jingpei was dressed properly, walked in the direction of the entrance of the hall, and then turned back: "Beihan has sent hundreds of deer lambs, there is no need to prepare imperial meals at night, and the venison is roasted on a stove in the hall." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and went to Dingxiang Palace.

Concubine Su De greedily ate two more bites of crystal mutton cake in the morning, and her stomach was sour. Her body was already pregnant, and her belly was bigger than the usual four or five months.

The experienced old lady in the palace said that her baby may be pregnant with twins, but who knows. This matter is still uncertain, so he does not allow others to talk about it, and only says that it is well raised.

The imperial doctor had already prescribed her a sweet soup that warmed her stomach, and she was drinking it slowly, and suddenly she heard the emperor's royal drive, and she had to get up to greet her.

Nan Jingpei helped her up and said, "You don't have to be like this, you are not feeling well, you should rest more." ”

Concubine Su De was stunned for a moment: "Why is the emperor here?" ”

Nan Jingpei was also a little surprised, and then heard Zhixia say: "Back to the emperor, the mother is afraid that the emperor will worry, so the slave and maid are not allowed to say it, it is the slave and the maid who make their own opinions, and ask the emperor to forgive the sin." ”

Nan Jingpei smiled indifferently and said, "This is also your loyalty to Concubine De, what do I have to blame you?" Get up. ”

He helped Concubine De to the palace, and Concubine Su De smelled his fragrance and felt strange, so she asked, "Where did the emperor come from?" ”

Nanjing Pei paused slightly, and said lightly: "Oh, I just went to Lantai Palace to sit for a while, and the plum blossoms in her courtyard bloomed well. ”

Concubine Su De said with a smile: "Sister Shen is the most elegant, these flowers and grasses she is serving, one by one, they are extremely spiritual. To say that there is no one in this palace who is better at living than her. ”

Nan Jingpei always knew that she shouldn't talk about another woman in front of one woman, so she changed the subject: "What are you drinking?" ”

"It's a sweet soup that warms the stomach prescribed by the hospital, and the doctor said that stomach acid is not a serious disease, and the concubine is pregnant now, so she can try not to take medicine if she can, so as not to hurt the fetus in the womb."

Nan Jingpei let out a soft "oh" and said to her again: "Then you can continue to drink." ”

He sat down on the side and took a lamp of Qi red cooked by Zhixia.

He was distracted, but the tentacles of the teacup were hot, and his eyes fell on the teacup. It was an extremely delicate glass cup, red, yellow and green glass made of a round bowl, and the cup was covered with green bamboo.

He twisted the bowl and stirred the tea leaves, the tea was fragrant, presumably the tea had just been refried.

"Good tea." He gave a heartfelt compliment.

Zhixia smiled lightly: "Green tea is cold, and black tea is warm, so the slave maid cooks Qi red for the emperor." But he felt that the tea was not fragrant enough, so he fried the tea again before giving it to the emperor to make tea. ”

Concubine Su De turned her head to look at them: "Yo, I know how Xia is so diligent today, and serving this palace has never been so troublesome." ”

Nan Jingpei looked at Concubine Su De and put the tea cup on the coffee table on the side: "This is also what you will*." ”

Zhixia turned to Concubine Su De and smiled: "Niangniang is pregnant with a dragon fetus, and the imperial doctor has instructed Niangniang not to drink too much tea. ”

Concubine Su De shook her head a little helplessly: "When did you become so nagging and take care of the palace again." ”

Seeing that Concubine Su De's health was fine, Nan Jingpei sat down and went back. When I returned to Lantai Palace, it was almost dusk, and a vacant space was opened in the hall, and several little eunuchs knelt on the ground to make fire.

Several discs were already placed on the table of the Eight Immortals on the side, which contained freshly cut deer lamb meat, washed away with blood, and sprinkled with sea salt and pepper to pickle.

In addition, a small jar of unopened mud sealed aging wine was prepared, which was a fine wine in the period of the first emperor, and the begonia roots in the backyard of the dining room were buried underground for decades, and when they were buried, it was still a whole jar, and now only a small half of the jar remains. The wine is rich in aroma, but it is not easy to get on the head. I heard that the emperor was going to roast venison himself, so the dining room specially dug up this jar of wine to accompany the dishes.

There are also eight hot dishes and four cold dishes on the table, a cup of Buddha jumping over the wall, eight kinds of dim sum platter, and a heart-saving box of dried fruit and preserves.

Nan Jingpei walked into the dormitory and saw that Shen Yunzhen had changed into a lake blue homely clothes, and did not wear any jewelry, but simply combed a bun and fixed it with a three-way silver hairpin, the hairpin head was a few blooming chrysanthemums, and the center was decorated with sterling silver gilt.

He stared at her and whispered: "Naturally go to carve and decorate, and clear water will come out of hibiscus." ”

Shen Yunzhen smiled lightly, took Nan Jingpei's hand, and sat down beside him. She was not well yet, and he did not allow her to drink, but only asked her to pour wine for him with a flask.

"Do you know what it's called?" He asked, holding his glass.

"Wine glass?" She replied with a smile.

Nanjing Pei pursed her lips and shook her head: "This is cheesy, isn't it?" Didn't I know it was called a wine glass? ”

Shen Yunzhen looked at him: "Then the emperor is talking about it, how to talk about it if it is not cheesy?" ”

He sighed freely: "This is called the husband has a good drink, and the wife comes to take the lamp." ”

She laughed, hugged his arm and shook it twice: "What kind of crooked poem is this, it doesn't rhyme, it doesn't even count as a witty word." ”

Nan Jingpei took a sip of the wine in the glass, and said to her: "Although it is a crooked poem, it is also in line with the current situation." ”

He stared at her, his eyes straightening, and suddenly kissed her and pecked her on the lips.

The little palace maids in the hall who were waiting to roast the venison quietly turned their faces sideways, and the venison was embedded with small iron tongs on one side. The meat doesn't have to be roasted for too long, and if it stays too long, it will dry out and lack juice.

A few pieces were quickly baked and served to the emperor on a small porcelain plate.

Nan Jingpei picked up a pair of gold-encrusted ivory and picked up a piece of meat and fed it to her.

"In Xu Yongchang's barracks, I often ate roasted meat with them, but at that time, the roasted beef and sheep were not as delicious as venison, but the meat was extremely fat, and the bite looked like oil flowers. Cut it directly into thin slices alive and throw it in a large pot to cook and eat. There are no condiments, it is all based on the aroma of meat. ”

She hugged his left arm and leaned on his shoulder like a child: "It must have been bitter at that time, right?" ”

He smiled: "It's not bitter, it's not bitter, I just miss you." ”

She slowly raised her head and looked at him. Nan Jingpei let out a long sigh and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it's all over, and now you can be by my side again." ”

He never told her how closed the news was when he was in the Beihan military camp. At that time, I only heard that Nan Yinglin and Changxin Hou controlled the entire capital together. I don't know their situation, sometimes in a dream, he can always dream of her holding Yuan'er. She was always crying, but no matter how much he tried to comfort her, she couldn't seem to hear it.

In the dream, she cried so sadly, on the verge of despair. Every time he woke up from his dream, there was a thin layer of cold sweat on his pillow.

At that time, he had no way to contact her, and every time he wrote a thick stack of letters, he couldn't mail them, so he could only tie them into two with red thread and throw them into the brazier. As the flames licked the letterheads one by one, he closed his eyes, and her smile could always be seen in front of him.

He came out of his mind for a while, and the little palace maids roasted another plate of venison, but the plate was too late to eat, and it was already slightly cold. Nan Jingpei only brought the new plate, and ordered the little palace maid to remove the cold one.

Shen Yun was really eating a piece of plum blossom cake, and Nan Jingpei took a bite of her hand.

The plum blossom cake is sweet and greasy, and the green plum rose sauce is added to it, which is just enough to neutralize the sweet and greasy coat of the pastry.

She stared at her Nanjingpei, and suddenly ate and smiled. There was a little rose sauce on his lips, and Shen Yunzhen twisted a handkerchief to wipe it for him.

Nan Jingpei's gaze fell on her again, and he held her hand again and squeezed it tightly. Shen Yunzhen was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "What are you doing?" ”

Suddenly, he pulled her into his arms, and he hugged her, kissing her from the corner of her eyebrow to her white neck. Shen Yunzhen pushed him away with a smile, glanced at the little palace maids, and said to him again: "I've kissed him all day, isn't it enough?" ”

He smiled heartily, not enough, naturally not enough, even kissing for a lifetime is not enough.

He still wanted to kiss her, but Shen Yunzhen had to turn around and twist the chopsticks. She added a piece of venison to feed him, and Nan Jingpei bit it with the tip of her teeth, and then rolled it into her mouth with her tongue. The gravy is delicious, the condiments are simple, and the flavor of the venison is perfectly displayed.

She still has to feed him, Nan Jingpei smiled and pushed her arm: "You eat it yourself." ”

Shen Yunzhen slept all day, and he was indeed a little hungry, so he no longer paid attention to Nan Jingpei and lowered his head to eat.

The little palace maids brought the freshly roasted venison one by one, and took the cold ones down to give them to the palace people to eat. Because it was evening, he was afraid that she would eat too much venison and not digest it, so he scooped a few spoonfuls of the soup of the Buddha jumping over the wall with her.

She stared at him for a long time, and suddenly ate and laughed: "They are all concubines serving the emperor, how can the emperor serve the concubines so diligently?" ”

Nan Jingpei smiled disapprerovingly, leaned over to her ear and said, "When you are better, you will naturally serve me." ”