Zhu Wuzong was in the twenty-second year of Yuande.

The dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon, and the gardenia flowers in the garden are fragrant.

The evening breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, brushed through the white gauze curtain bamboo window, and gently lifted the rice paper on the purple trembling wood desk.

Through the light gauze curtain, the copper hollow incense burner stands in the room, and the green smoke is faint and overflowing with the fragrance of the breeze, with a fragrance of gardenia flowers and medicine.

In front of the rosewood desk, there was a woman in a purple gauze skirt with a six-neck dress, her head covered with green silk and only a purple gauze strip slightly together.

The face is soft, caressing the lower abdomen, a pair of eyes are full of love, and there is a painting that has just been completed on the desk, and the pen and ink have not yet dried.

"The second young grandmother is not good, yesterday the old lady invited the old lady to call the shots, and raised Aunt Liu as his wife."

As soon as the pink-clothed maid entered the door, she hurriedly said a little panting, but the pretty little face flashed with a sneer.

"Bang Dang ......"

The porcelain cup in his hand fell to the ground, some tea wet the purple gauze dress, and the lower abdomen bulged and looked like it was about to give birth soon.

"After all, he lifted his wife......

Junhua looked sad, a pair of jade hands trembled, his eyes were like a clear spring with tears, and he muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Young grandma, take care of your body, don't move the fetus."

The maid in Tsing Yi immediately stepped forward to support Junhua and comforted softly, glaring at the girl in pink with reproach in her eyes.

"Purple makeup, you went to the front yard yesterday, and when you came back, you were in a trance, and you stopped talking to me, I should have guessed ......"

Junhua's tone was light, but there was an inexplicable sadness, looking at the gardenia outside the window, his body trembled faintly.

"Young grandmother, the slave is guilty, the slave doesn't want the young grandmother to be sad and sad, yesterday the slave and the maid concealed the young grandmother."

The girl in Tsing Yi fell to her knees and said hurriedly, her sharp and thin face was full of worry, for fear that the young grandmother's grief would be too much to support.

"Sister Zi Makeup, how can you do the wrong thing of deceiving your superiors and subordinates, if I hadn't told the young grandmother today, would you have been planning to deceive the young grandmother."

The pink-clothed maid immediately accused Zi Makeup, her voice was a little sharp, she held a packet of medicinal powder in her hand, and quietly shook it a few times, and the medicinal powder immediately scattered and disappeared into the room.

"Qingzhu, you know that the young grandmother is about to give birth in the next few days, but you still don't care about the young grandmother's body, and tell the young grandmother about it.

Zi Xiang immediately retorted, glaring at Qingzhu, she and Qingzhu are both Miss's dowry maids, Qingzhu is pretty, she was assigned to Miss by Mrs. Wang, and she has no loyalty to Miss at all.

"Let's all go down."

Junhua waved his hand, said tiredly, and walked to the inner room alone with a sense of sadness, his figure staggering a little.

"Phew......" Qingzhu snorted towards the purple makeup, and there was arrogance on her pretty little face, and she turned away disdainfully.

Junhua sat on the Nanmu dressing stool, looking at her in the bronze mirror, as if he didn't know her.

Pick up the eyebrow pencil and draw the willow eyebrows carefully, tirelessly, over and over again.

A tear flowed down the jade skin like mutton fat.

It was quite a coincidence that the wings of the nose trembled on both sides of Qiong's nose, and her delicate lips trembled slightly.

"Why...... Why do you do this to me, you said that you like virtuous, gentle, dignified, and excellent manners of a woman who has been married for three years in order to become your happy appearance, I don't know myself. ”

Junhua lay on the Nanmu carved dresser and cried, his voice sad.

Scenes from the past come to mind.

She was originally the eldest daughter of the general of Zhenbei, her biological mother died early, and her father raised Aunt Wang as her stepfamily, and her father and children were thin, with one son and two daughters.

Her grandmother was afraid that the Wang family would raise her, so she took her to the northwest and raised her by her side, and she was not taken back to Kyoto until she was 14 years old.

It was in that year that she met Xia Chengbo, the second son of the Marquis of Xia, who was studying abroad and returned to Kyoto together.

When she first returned to Kyoto, she was already out of step by nature, and she was incompatible with the Miss of the Kyoto Family's Golden Boudoir.

The eldest brother doesn't like her, the sister-in-law of the same mother, but she is very close to Jun Bing'er, who was born to the step-family Wang.

If it weren't for Xia Chengbo's company, she would have to die of depression.

When she was sixteen years old, Xia Chengbo begged to marry her, and her grandmother rushed to Kyoto from the northwest, took out the list of her mother's dowry, and asked her father to give it all.

The eldest brother Jun Hao was even more disgusted with her, and broke off the blood relationship with her grandfather's family for the sake of Wang's mother and daughter, and her grandmother returned to the northwest because of the grief of her eldest brother's approach.

I still remember that when she got married, it was the same as at this time, the gardenia bloomed, and the eldest brother who originally carried her out of the cabinet actually fell into the water the day before and was infected with the wind chill and couldn't get up.

Wang's mother and daughter were all unwell, and only her father sent her to marry in a general's mansion.

Xia Gong Hou Mansion, Mrs. Hou Mansion didn't like her, but because of the attitude of the General's Mansion, Mrs. Hou Fu embarrassed her even more.

At that time, only Xia Chengbo stood up to defend her, and for some reason, she had always had good bones, and every time she got pregnant, she would have a miscarriage.

It wasn't until Mrs. Houfu took her little cousin Liu as a concubine for Xia Chengbo, and Liu became pregnant again after giving birth to a son for Xia Chengbo, that she became pregnant, and she didn't have an accident until she was about to give birth.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in the lower abdomen, and a warm current remained at the base of the leg.

"Purple makeup...... Purple ...... Go and shout to Wen Po. ”

Junhua shouted in a panic, and immediately stood up with his lower abdomen in his arms.

There was a knife-like pain in his stomach, and he walked towards the Nanmu carved arhat bed with difficulty.

Zi Makeup was outside the house, and immediately ordered the little maid on duty to invite Wen Po, and hurriedly walked towards the inner room.

"Young grandma......" Zi Makeup exclaimed, and the young grandmother was walking towards the Luohan bed, and a series of bloody footprints behind her immediately went over to help Junhua to the Luohan bed.

"Purple makeup...... Go and ask the second young master...... Be sure to invite the second young master. ”

Junhua trembled, endured the pain, clenched his hands with purple makeup, his already fair cheeks became even paler, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes looked at purple makeup with pleading.

Wen Po was on standby in the courtyard, and all the maids and women rushed over.

"Young grandmother, the slave maid is going to invite the young master."

Zi Makeup explained a few words, and immediately ran towards the front yard, but unfortunately, he also bumped into Qingzhu who had just returned from outside.

"I'm going to die, how can I run so fast."

Qingzhu scolded and pushed the purple makeup.

"You go to the yard and watch, the young grandmother is about to give birth."

Purple makeup glanced at Qingzhu requestingly, and immediately turned to leave.

"It's going to be born, it's not the right time to give birth." Qingzhu's tone was strange, and he walked slowly towards the gardenia, looking at Zi Makeup's anxious look, I was afraid that I was going to invite the second young master, and I was afraid that the dead girl of Zi Makeup would not be able to invite the second young master.

Junhua grabbed the bed curtain tightly with both hands, and his finger joints were particularly protruding due to the exertion, and his legs were bent and trembling in pain.

Wen Po immediately instructed the maid to boil hot water, prepare scissors, spirits, candles, close the doors and windows, and several maids stepped forward to help Wen Po remove Junhua's clothes.

"Ah......h

"Young grandma, you hold on, you are the first child, don't waste your energy now, and you won't be able to work hard when it's time to give birth."

Wen Po helped Junhua to put on a production posture and advised.

"Young grandma, Grandma Liu's side has started, the young master is in Liuyuan, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up for a while."

As soon as Qingzhu entered the inner room, he hurriedly ran to Luohan's bed, and opened his mouth to inform Young Master Junhua that he was on Grandma Liu's side.

His eyes were disgusted, and he glanced at the blood-stained brocade quilt.