The study room of Qianhe Palace burned the earth dragon, which was very warm.

Shen Miaoyan came from under the corridor, and the palace maid guarding the door immediately raised a thick curtain: "Third Miss." ”

She walked in, squatted down by the brazier in the corner of the study, and stretched out her hand to roast: "Chu Yunjian, go see the snow, right?" ”

The man who was making the folds didn't raise his head: "What the hell do you have in mind?" ”

In the past two months, he has suffered a lot from this little girl.

Such a girl who can play tricks on people, I don't know how Jun Tianlan endured her for so long.

Shen Miaoyan looked up at him, his right hand was in his sleeve, and he was still writing with his left hand.

She got up and walked over to him, "Is your right hand still okay?" ”

Chu Yunjian rolled up his sleeves, and the wound from his elbow to his wrist had turned pale red, although he had healed, it was still shocking at first glance.

He tentatively grasped the cinnabar pen with his right hand, but he couldn't do it anymore, and the cinnabar pen slipped from his hand and fell onto the dragon case, branding an inappropriate red on the piece.

So he smiled faintly, and didn't care: "The imperial doctor didn't say it explicitly, but I understand that this hand is about useless." ”

Shen Miaoyan's expression was a little subtle, and after a while, she looked away, "Go out to see the snow, right?" I promise not to hurt you. ”

Chu Yunjian chuckled, closed the chapter and got up: "Go." ”

At this time, the snow is beginning to fall, and the scenery is really refreshing.

The two of them were walking in the snow, and Chu Yunjian glanced at Shen Miaoyan, only to see her head down and a ball of hot air in her palm, which seemed to be a little cold.

He untied his sable fur cloak and was about to drape it over her, but the little girl took the initiative to stand farther away, still refusing to get close.

He had to put it back on, and the two walked silently for a while, but the scenery around them became more and more desolate.

Not far away, under the shade of trees, a dilapidated palace stood quietly, and a few dark remnants of tiles could be faintly seen in the corner.

However, in such a desolate environment, a few red plum trees bloomed so brightly that it seemed that all the warm colors of heaven and earth were gathered on the branches, and they were so gorgeous that they were amazing to the miracle of the Creator.

"This is Changchun Palace?" Chu Yunjian's voice was light.

"Hmm." Shen Miaoyan put her hands in her sleeve pockets, and after a while, she saw a beautiful woman in a half-old cherry blossom-colored dress coming out with a pot of charcoal, and a thick wisp of smoke rose from the charcoal basin.

As if he had just seen the two people standing on the road, Shen Rong was stunned, and hurriedly walked over, stunned in disbelief for a long time, before he said with red eyes: "Your Majesty?!" ”

Chu Yunjian's face was expressionless.

Shen Rong hurriedly wiped away his tears and said with a smile: "It's cold today, if Your Majesty doesn't mind, you can go to the palace of the concubine to sit down." ”

Before Chu Yunjian could answer, Shen Miaoyan rubbed his hands: "It's a little cold, is there a cloak in the Shen Beauty Palace?" ”

"Yes!" Shen Rong nodded hurriedly.

Shen Miaoyan didn't care about Chu Yunjian, and ran into Changchun Palace first.

Chu Yunjian couldn't, so he had to raise his steps to keep up.

Shen Rong found a plain cloak: "This is still when I first entered the palace, Your Majesty's reward, it may be a little thin, don't mind the third lady." ”

"It doesn't matter." Shen Miaoyan took it, she wasn't really cold, she was just looking for a reason to enter Changchun Palace.

Chu Yunjian took a sip of the tea made by Shen Rong himself, frowned slightly, glanced at the color of the tea soup, and disliked it in his heart: "This is the tea sent by the Jingshifang?" ”

"It was the concubine who went to ask the father-in-law of the respectful room to ask for it, although the tea leaves were rough, but the water was good water, and it was swept down from the plum petals when the concubine was not yet bright." Shen Rong's smile was innocent, as if he did not complain because of the harsh treatment of Jing Shifang.

Chu Yunjian glanced at her, and took another sip of tea, but he could faintly taste the cold sweetness of plum blossoms and the clarity of snow water.

He put down the teacup and looked at the palace, the original gorgeous decorations in the palace were gone, and it looked a little empty, but it was still clean.

"I remember, on those many treasure grids, there are several precious white jade bottles, where did they go?" He asked nonchalantly.

Shen Rong's face stiffened for a moment, and he immediately lowered his head and said softly: "When the sisters in the palace came to visit, they said that they liked it very much, and the concubines gave it to them. ”

Chu Yunjian is a person who understands, Shen Rong said that it was a gift, I am afraid that in fact, it was his concubines who came to rob it, right?

With such shallow eyelids, hasn't he treated them badly in the past?

Looking at the deserted inside and outside of this palace, the former palace maids almost all picked up the high branches and flew away.

A place like the Imperial Palace is easier to see than elsewhere, and the people are warm and the world is hot and cold.

His disgust for those concubines and palace maids increased a little, and his fingers tapped on the table, "You have cleaned up this place well." A few plum blossoms outside, very well cared for. ”

"The concubine has nothing to do in the past few months, read some books, and know that the literati pay attention to 'edible without meat, not living without bamboo', and pursue a noble life. The concubines wanted to imitate those masters, but unfortunately there was no green bamboo in the palace, so they could only use plum blossoms instead, and asked Your Majesty not to laugh at the concubines. ”

Shen Rong's demeanor was relaxed and leisurely, and her demeanor was completely different from the concubine who was always cowering in the past.

Chu Yunjian couldn't help but glance at her a few more times, and saw that there were really a few books on the treasure grid, and on his handsome and elegant face, he couldn't help but smile softly: "What you said is very good, I won't laugh at you." Reading is a good pastime that broadens people's horizons. It's a pity that the harem women are always busy competing for beauty, so they lack the spirituality of poetry and books. You love to read, and that's good. ”

"Your Majesty's praise." Shen Rong lowered his eyes, and his fair cheeks were smeared with crimson, like the most beautiful rouge.

The two talked for a while, and Shen Rong got up, "The concubine added tea for Your Majesty." ”

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, but it was dark in front of him, and he fell straight to the ground.

Chu Yunjian got up and hugged her, she slowed down for a long time before she barely opened her eyes, and her face was a little pale.

"I'll call the Imperial Doctor!" Shen Miaoyan dropped the teacup, glanced at Shen Rong's stomach with a blank look, and immediately ran out.

Half an hour later, the imperial doctor had already arrived to check Shen Rong's pulse.

He stroked his beard and arched his hand to Chu Yunjian, who was sitting on the side: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, Congratulations to Your Majesty, Shen Meiren is pregnant, and it has been two months!" ”

Chu Yun was stunned, "It's been two months?" ”

Two months ago, in Fengyi Palace, he did have a good time with Shen Rong.

Shen Rong opened his weak eyes, and his eyes were full of joy: "Imperial Doctor, isn't there a diagnosis?" ”

"The old man has been practicing medicine for many years, and there will be no mistake."

Shen Rong almost cried with joy, and reached out to hold Chu Yunjian's hand tightly, "Your Majesty, the concubine is pregnant with our child......"

Her voice was so weak, combined with her pale face and slightly trembling hands, that people had to feel sorry.

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