King Qin saw Han Ji's bulging face and childish eyebrows, and frowned slightly: "Is she okay?" ”

Ji Yao tore King Qin open the bed tent a few steps, cutting off her and Mrs. Mi's gaze: "There is a specialization in the art industry, don't underestimate Han Ji." ”

Han Ji unsmilingly bound her sleeves, cleaned her hands, and then took the medicine pillow from the maid's hand, and motioned for Mrs. Mi to put her hand on it.

Han Ji touched the delicate soft canopy like a baby's skin, nodded, and shook her head again.

Mrs. Mi was impatient, hindering the presence of King Ji and King Qin, and she couldn't attack, so she glanced at the Mi concubine beside her.

Mi Yan was not angry and walked to Han Ji's side: "Eh! You must pay close attention to your sister's body, don't pretend to understand. ”

Han Ji glanced at Mi Yan deeply, took the needle bag from the hand of the maid on the side, aimed at Mrs. Mi's snow-white lotus root, and firmly stuck down.

"Ahh Mrs. Mi exclaimed in pain.

King Qin was also shocked by this scream, and looked at Ji Yao suspiciously.

"The king is at ease, Han Ji has excellent medical skills, two years ago, the concubine of the concubine father's concubine had a miscarriage, and Han Ji rescued it."

As soon as Ji Yao's words fell, Mi Yan exclaimed again: "Why did you still prick my sister with blood." ”

Han Ji retracted the needle steadily: "Shhh...... Mi Ji must not shout loudly, carefully disturbing the little son in Mrs. Mi's belly. ”

"What, what do you say I have in my belly...... Little Boy. Mrs. Mi's pale face finally showed a hint of joy, "The imperial doctor didn't dare to conclude before, how can you be sure?" ”

Han Ji bowed her head: "Back to Mrs., practice medicine and look, smell, ask, and cut." The imperial physician is a man, and it is estimated that it is not good to observe the fetal position of the lady, and on the other hand, the matter of giving birth to a boy and a girl, half depends on the destiny of heaven, and the imperial physician is also afraid that he will assert too much, and when the time comes, the lady's expectations will be empty.

Madam, judging from my years of experience in practicing medicine, Madame's fetus is like Zhou Yuan, and she must be a son. ”

After hearing this, Mrs. Mi stretched out her hand and grabbed the corner of King Qin's clothes, "King, the child in my womb is ......"

King Qin sat in front of the bed and held her back: "Lone heard it." ”

Ji Yao was hit by the five thunders of this news, and stared at Han Ji with compassion.

Han Ji didn't pay attention to the hint in Ji Yao's eyes, and continued to sell Guan Zi and said, "It's just ........."

Mrs. Mi asked nervously, "Just what?" ”

Han Ji shook her head: "Today, Madame's lower body is red, her pregnant belly is painful, and there is a sign of a fake birth, but it is actually because Madame's body is weak, and she is too worried, and she has been busy with hard work, and if she doesn't recuperate, the concubine is worried that Madame, and she will not have the strength to give birth to a child when the time comes." ”

King Qin frowned: "Then how to recuperate." ”

Han Ji replied: "The concubine suggests that Mrs. stay in Zhiyang Palace to give birth with peace of mind, and before the day the child is born, you must not get out of bed for half a step, eat more meat and more meat, and take care of your body in order to give birth to a little son safely." ”

Mrs. Mi grasped the key point and asked, "I have been staying in Zhiyang Palace." ”

Ji Yao strongly agreed: "Just do what Han Ji said." ”

Mrs. Mi shook her head: "No, the king, this is how the concubine came over when she gave birth to Huaiying." ”

Han Ji asked: "When Madame gave birth to Wang Ji, there was also a danger today. ”

Mrs. Mi pursed her lips and was silent.

Ji Yao stepped forward with a smile and pulled Mrs. Mi away from King Qin: "Good sister, don't make fun of the prince's heir." If you can't believe Han Ji, the imperial doctor is also waiting outside. Mrs. Mi was struggling, but after hearing this, her hands suddenly lost her strength, and Ji Yao still pressed her back to the bed. A good sister is at ease in Zhiyang Palace to give birth, and the palace will definitely arrange everything in the palace, what is lacking, and the history of mother-in-law and children is not enough. You send someone to the Liuying Palace, and I will send someone to the palace immediately. ”

Han Ji solemnly said to King Qin: "His Royal Highness King Qin, as a doctor, the concubine's words are all here. If Mrs. Mi does not listen to the persuasion, if the little prince is born with any mistakes, forgive the minister...... There is nothing that can be done. ”

King Qin nodded: "The matter of Mi Ji's waiting to give birth will be arranged by the queen." ”

Ji Yao patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, the king." ”

"Slow down, ...... Adi"

Ji Yao knew that Mrs. Mi would not be willing easily, and let out a loud "eh", completely covering Mrs. Mi's "something to say" behind her.

King Qin frowned and looked at Ji Yao, who was making a fuss: "What's wrong with you." ”

Ji Yao squinted and smiled: "Concubine...... Leg cramps. Pitiful Baba looked at King Qin, "King, can you send Ji Yao back to the palace." After speaking, Ji Yao rushed over and leaned on King Qin as if he didn't have a bone.

King Qin was filled with the sudden fragrance of the fragrance, different from the intoxicating fragrance of the previous Mi Di, the smell of Ji Yao, like the dew in the mountains, dark night, has the effect of refreshing people.

After pestering for most of the night, it's really time to rest.

King Qin grabbed Ji Yao's two small hands, used his fist as a staff, and walked out half-supported.

Mrs. Mi looked at this scene in disbelief, and the person who had finally intercepted it left like this, hurriedly lifted the quilt, and when her feet were about to go to the ground, she stepped on something like a hardwood branch, and picked it up to take a look.

Mrs. Mi threw it faster than she got the hot potato.

Ji Yao turned his head back when he heard the voice, this look, and Mrs. Mi's eyes met, Mi Di's face was pale and colorless, and he stammered and spoke: "Gong...... Greetings to the King and Queen. ”

After Ji Yao and King Qin left, Mi Yan was angry; "Sister, didn't you say that it was good to give the woman from the Jin Kingdom a dismount, let the kings and concubines of the six palaces and countries take a look, this Xianyang Palace is still the most favored by the women of our Chu Kingdom, sister, how can you let the king go easily."

Mrs. Mi gritted her teeth and smiled bitterly, looking at the things that were still by the candlestick by her: "It is worthy of being from the Jin Kingdom, the new queen, who is more powerful than any woman in Xianyang Palace." “

Mi Yan followed Mrs. Mi's eyes, picked it up and took a look, the black-brown Dihua root, she couldn't be more familiar.

His face turned pale and trembled: "I...... She knows all about us? “