Su Xiaojiu's nose was sour, no wonder Niangniang was always stroking her stomach alone recently, so she was worried about this.

When Concubine Rong gave birth to Yun, she was only a rough palace person, and she had heard about the difficulties of Niang Niang's birth, but they didn't have any intersection at that time, so they didn't feel much.

But now, the two support each other, Niangniang has always treated her as a sister, and she, who has a modern soul, doesn't coax Concubine Rong as a little sister

If there was really a day when her eyes were swollen, she didn't dare to continue thinking about it, so she held Concubine Rong's hand and said, "Don't worry, your Royal Highness's birth was difficult because he grew too fast in the later stage, and it was naturally difficult to give birth when he was older. ”

With her comforting, Concubine Rong settled down a lot, and then smiled and said, "Don't talk about this, go and call Li'er, she must be very happy to see the portrait."

Mo Li was naturally happy, and even couldn't believe his eyes, holding the portrait for a long time, and finally couldn't control his tears.

She was afraid that the tears would wet the painting, so she wiped it with her sleeve, but the tears became more and more turbulent, as if she couldn't wipe it all.

Concubine Rong smiled with relief, took her into her arms and coaxed, "Li'er doesn't cry, this is specially painted for you by Sister Jiujiu, as long as you want to kiss your mother in the future, take it out and take a look." ”

Mo Li choked for a while, then suddenly got up from her arms, bowed down uprightly, put her head on the ground and said, "Li'er, thank you, Mother Rong"

After saying that, he got up and turned around, and knelt down towards Su Xiaojiu, "Thank you, Sister Jiujiu"

"Oops, I can't do it"

Su Xiaojiu just stepped forward to help her up, but it was just a painting, and it was not difficult for her, where was it worth such a big gift from Mo Li

Seeing that she was so sensible, Concubine Rong couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic again, Su Xiaojiu was afraid that she would hurt her body, so she hurriedly retreated with Moli.

Mo Li held the portrait, almost greedily looking at the haunting person above, she sniffed, the tears in her eyes still did not subside, looked up at Su Xiaojiu, and begged, "Sister Jiujiu, the mother you painted seems to be the same, it is the same as the real thing, can you teach me too"

If she can learn to draw by herself, she will be able to draw all the mothers in her mind.

Su Xiaojiu happily agreed, "Of course you can, as long as we have time in the future, we will practice every day."

Mo Li finally broke into tears and smiled, and returned to the dormitory with the portrait, Su Xiaojiu thought that she would hang the portrait, but she looked at it reluctantly for a while, so she carefully took out two pieces of rice paper, clamped the portrait, and then put it in the cabinet.

Su Xiaojiu was puzzled by her actions, and Mo Li said seriously, "My mother once told me that the new mother definitely doesn't want me to remember my mother all the time, Mother Rong is so considerate of me, of course I have to consider her feelings." ”

The sensible appearance is pitiful, Su Xiaojiu smiled and rubbed her hair, "The princess can have this heart, which means that the mother does not hurt you in vain." ”

Mo Li said, "I am grateful to Concubine Rong, but I don't want to really forget my mother, so I put away the portrait and only take it out when I miss it very much." ”

Since then, she really learned to paint with Su Xiaojiu with her heart, but the portrait she drew gradually became more like Concubine Rong, of course, these are all later words.

A New Year, the life is boring.

This year seems destined to be an unequal year, Dayuan has suffered repeated disasters, the prince of Dongli has changed, and the condition of Emperor Shao of Southern Xia has worsened, with a delicate balance, maintaining a three-legged situation.

On the morning of the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Aunt Zhang returned.

The happiest person was Concubine Rong, who held her aunt's hand, and the worries she had been worried about for many days were instantly soothed.

"Auntie, why did you come back so early, didn't that girl carry a message to you behind my back?"

Su Xiaojiu innocently raised his hands, "Wronged, Niangniang Niang Slave does have this thought, but originally planned to send the message after fifteen."

Aunt Zhang looked at Concubine Rong's belly with a smile and said, "Niangniang is pregnant, such a big happy event, where is the need for Su Yatou to pass on the message, the old slave originally wanted to come back on the third day of junior high school, but the nephew insisted on keeping the old slave for two more days, and came back after the fifth day." ”

On Chinese New Year's Eve, the news of the imperial concubine's pregnancy had spread all over Shangjing, and Aunt Zhang was far away in her hometown, and when she heard about it in the second year of junior high school, she couldn't wait for a moment, and packed her baggage overnight to rush back.

When Niangniang gave birth to the fourth prince, Aunt Zhang had been with her in front of the bed for a day and a night, so no matter what her nephew said this time, she refused to stay, and she had to watch Niangniang give birth in person to feel at ease.

But

"Didn't the outside say that the mother was only more than four months pregnant, how did the slave look like it was six months?"

Concubine Rong lowered her head and smiled, Aunt Zhang looked at her, then at Su Xiaojiu, and suddenly said in surprise, "Mo is not, Mo is not pregnant with twins"

"Haha, my aunt is so smart"

"Oh, God, the Buddha is on Avalokiteshvara, Yo"

Aunt Zhang stood up and turned around, worshiped the gods and Buddhas incoherently, walked to the table again, took out two small clothes worn by dolls from the package she was carrying, and said, "The old slave heard that Niangniang was pregnant, so she cut the small clothes overnight, and sewed them on the carriage when she came, but I didn't expect to get two princes at once.

Concubine Rong pulled her to sit down, "Oh, auntie, you just came back, the stool is not hot yet, and you should rest first, Xiaojiu and they have prepared a lot of clothes, and they can't wear them at all."

Aunt Zhang was worried about her stomach and didn't dare to break free, so she sat down with her strength, "That's not good, they little girls, how can needlework compare to the old women and dolls, the skin is soft and tender, and the stitches are thick."

Su Xiaojiu was unconvinced, and took out two sewn clothes to show her, "Auntie, don't underestimate people, look at this cut, look at this needle and thread, is it not much better than what you do?"

Aunt Zhang really took it and looked inside and out, and felt the stitches back and forth to make sure that the doll's skin would not be worn out, so she had to say, "I can only say that it is okay, there is still a gap compared to what my aunt did." ”

This is already a compliment, Su Xiaojiu smiled, folded the clothes again, and said, "That's it, thanks to my aunt's guidance before, my name is blue out of blue"

"Not yet" Aunt Zhang intercepted her words, pouted, "If you want to beat the old woman, it's still early."

Concubine Rong hadn't been so happy for a long time, listening to the two of them arguing, as if her aunt had never left, and said to Su Xiaojiu, "You girl, your aunt just came back, you can't let her"

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