The Imperial Physician didn't say a word. 八一中√文网く ★ .√8 1★z √. Ｃ ｏ Ｍ★

Looking at other people's concubines, they are often active, and when they are about to give birth, they always walk around the courtyard and small garden of Yong'an Palace. I heard that the concubine also practiced swordsmanship when she was not pregnant with a child, and her physique was twice better, and she was calculated for both pregnancies, but she gave birth safely both times.

At this time, Xie Ning was holding Xia Yue's hand and slowly pacing in the house.

Unlike what most people say, Li ordered her to go to the ground to move from the day after she gave birth, saying that always lying still is not conducive to recovery, and it is better to be active.

At this time, Xie Ning's body is still weak, her stomach hurts, especially when she goes to the ground, her waist is not very straight, Xia Yue is the most powerful one among the palace maids, not to mention that it is not difficult to hold Xie Ning, if necessary, she can hold Xie Ning and carry it.

So she took over the job as she could.

Xie Ning's waist was hunched, like an old lady in her seventies and eighties, and she only felt pain everywhere in her body, not just her stomach.

But after walking two laps, the feeling of soreness everywhere was relieved a lot, just like a rusty axle smeared with oil, and the movement was much smoother than just now.

So as the saying goes, people are afraid not to move. Good people will always lie in bed and lie hard.

Seeing that she was already sweating, Fang Shanggong hurriedly stopped and stepped forward to help Xie Ning lie down.

Although Li ordered that he should be active, he also said that he should do what he can. The master is very empty now, and giving birth to a child is the most depressing thing for a woman.

Xie Ning also comforted them: "I'm not very tired, I've been sweating a lot in the past two days." ”

Postpartum women will always have a period of bedding sweat, and the last time Shainin gave birth, the weather was not too hot, and the sweat did not decrease. This time, it was the hot season of late summer and early autumn, and I sweated a lot more than the last time. I have to change my clothes and mattress three or four times a day, and if I don't change them, I can't do it, and I am soaked with sweat.

After walking for a while, I changed my set again.

The dry and fluffy cotton underwear, as well as the washed and dried mattress sheets with the fragrance of soapcorn, all make people feel relaxed unconsciously.

Xie Ning has never liked to smoke incense on clothes and curtains, especially at this time, of course Qinghe and the others will not do too much.

His face was pressed against the soft fabric, and Xie Ning could even smell a little indescribable grass on it.

After the third prince woke up, he fed milk again, and the newborn baby had a faint smell of milk, which was not unpleasant. Because the weather was still hot, he was wrapped in a thin satin jacket, and only his small face was exposed.

However, he didn't seem to want to be wrapped up like this, and when he was about to be rewrapped after feeding and changing his diaper, his hands and feet moved quite vigorously, as if he was fighting against the swaddle bondage.

His eyes were also opened, but Li ordered that the child who was not full moon could not see anything clearly.

At that time, Qinghe was still puzzled and asked, "Really?" How can you not see clearly when your eyes are open? Besides, if he can't see clearly, how can he know to recognize people? When the master hugs him, he is better behaved than when others hug him. I was crying yesterday, but I stopped crying when I put it in my master's arms. ”

Li Zhiling smiled.

"Even if you can't see clearly, how can a child not recognize his mother?"

This is also reasonable, and Qinghe will no longer ask.

Yes, even if you can't see it, no child won't fail to recognize your mother, right?

The emperor sat in the small study, the window was open, and he could see that in the courtyard outside the long window, some flowers and trees were yellowed. As soon as the wind blew, the withered and withered leaves flew up like snowflakes and fell all over the ground.

In the past, when I saw this kind of summer come to an end, it was always inevitable to have a sense of loss.

But now the emperor doesn't have that kind of sad feeling. On the contrary, even when he looked at the leaves that had turned red and yellow, and watched the grass wither, he felt that this colorful and rich color was full of vitality.

Lowering his head and looking at the vermilion annotation, the emperor felt that it was probably because he was in such a good mood that the words he wrote today were like red butterflies, and he could fly with a flap of his wings.

Bai Hongqi came in quietly.

He could see that the emperor was in a good mood, and he didn't even pay attention to it when he looked at the excerpts, and the corners of his mouth even raised slightly.

This kind of warm smile like a spring breeze is rare here for the emperor.

At this time, it was obviously unwise to disturb the emperor in the past, but he couldn't help it.

Refilled the tea for the emperor again, and when the emperor turned his gaze, Bai Hongqi whispered something to report.

After speaking, Bai Hongqi saw that the smile on the emperor's face disappeared little by little, and the warmth of the spring breeze was completely gone, replaced by a cold winter.

She said that the emperor must want to know about the Jinfeng Garden back then...... Except for her, there is probably no one in this world who knows. ”

After saying this, Bai Hongqi buried his head deeply, and didn't dare to look at the emperor again.

After a while, the emperor said, "I know." ”

Bai Hongqi really wanted to shrink himself into a ball, the more inconspicuous the better, it was best to make the emperor completely ignore him and forget him.

Otherwise, if the emperor remembers it one day, even if the emperor doesn't extinguish his mouth, as soon as he sees him, he will remember that he learned a secret that he shouldn't know, and he will beat him far away.

Speaking of which, the master of the concubine seems to know about this, after Princess Mingshou was defeated, the concubine went to see her with the emperor.

The palace can make the emperor take it to heart like this, and let her share the biggest secret, which shows how different the emperor is to her.

With the addition of the two princes, no one can compare with the weight of the concubine in the emperor's heart, maybe when the New Year is turned, the concubine will go further.

The emperor stood up and walked out, and Bai Hongqi hurriedly picked up the cloak on the side and followed.

The Yanfu Palace was quiet, looking in from the open half of the door, the leaves that had fallen on the ground were not cleaned, and a layer of floating ash had accumulated on the pillars, and it looked as if it was completely uninhabited.

Bai Hongqi hurriedly hurried forward a few steps and led the way in front.

"Concubine Shen now lives in the rear side hall, and she has been taken care of by Pan Shanggong a few days ago."

Concubine Shen has reached the point where she is now, so she naturally can't afford to be served by someone like Pan Shanggong. Pan Shanggong is here to guard her, not only to see that she can't communicate with the outside world, but also to prevent her from seeking death.

For Pan Shanggong, the former is not difficult, and the latter is not easy.

If a person wants to die, there are too many ways. Even if there is no poison, no rope, no scissors, no knives, women always have a variety of options. For example, swallowing gold, using sharp long hairpins instead of knives and scissors, it is really not good, and biting the tongue and going on a hunger strike.

Fortunately, in these days, Pan Shanggong has finally fulfilled its mission. The main concubine Shen didn't seem to have the intention of seeking death, otherwise Pan Shanggong wouldn't dare to pack a ticket and be able to stare at her for twelve hours a day.