The turmoil in the imperial court did not have any impact on the harem, and everything was going on as usual.

Ming Rong had just returned from Yijiao Palace, and it was reasonable that she should ask for peace today, but as soon as she arrived, she was told by the palace people that the queen was occasionally infected with a cold and felt unwell, so she was exempted from the concubines.

I heard that in the past few days, Yijiao Palace has indeed invited a doctor, but along with this, there is also news that the queen wants to recuperate and want to conceive her eldest son.

After entering the palace for a few months, there was no news coming out, and it seemed that the Wan family was panicked.

Now there is no heir in the palace, if the queen can give birth to the eldest son, it will be a proper heir, not only the family is panicked, but the other concubines also want to give birth to the eldest son.

This royal family does not have the saying that the wife has nothing to produce for a year, and the concubine can have children. Royal is the place where the rules are the most abiding and the most rule-breaking.

Ming Rong also realized this, but she felt that this fate had not arrived, and it was not enough to force it. However, there are also some doubts, his body and bones are not bad, and even since he was a child, it is very good, but there is no news now.

No, there is no news in the entire palace, including Concubine Chen Xian, who has been with Emperor Yongchang and has never heard of pregnancy, let alone other warblers and warblers.

Ming Rong was a little puzzled, what was the reason for this?

Is it the problem of Emperor Yongchang? Or is it really difficult to have children in the palace?

After noon, the father-in-law came to report the good news, Emperor Yongchang stayed at night, Ming Rong called the maidservant to get the new drunken jasmine incense and put it in the incense burner, the faint fragrance of flowers is very helpful to sleep at night, and the smell is not greasy.

In recent days, Ming Rong has liked this drunken jasmine very much, and uses it almost every day.

"Niangniang, you have to change the dragon fragrance at night, if you use it continuously, the fragrance may be a little miscellaneous." Zhiyi reminded Ming Rong that if Emperor Yongchang stayed overnight, he would definitely order Long Yanxiang, without exception.

The pensive Ming Rong woke up suddenly, yes, I don't need to be drunk today.

In the night, Emperor Yongchang came late today, just after the approval of the fold, he rushed towards the Jinse Palace, Ming Rong was holding a book and sitting under the lamp, it stands to reason that she rarely read books this night, today I did wait for a long time, a little bored, so I picked up a miscellaneous book to read with relish.

Coincidentally, when Emperor Yongchang came, he saw a beautiful painting, the candlelight softly reflected the figure of Ming Rong, which looked gentle and elegant, and there was a faint bookish atmosphere between the low eyebrows, and the whole space was quiet.

After being tired, Emperor Yongchang, looking at this scene, the whole person was a lot more relaxed, and after stepping into this room, the air was more comfortable.

The sound of footsteps alarmed Ming Rong, she raised her head, looked at Emperor Yongchang's gaze, smiled shallowly, full of joy, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and she was happy from within.

"What kind of book does Rong Rong read so fascinating?"

"It's just a miscellaneous book, it's just interesting, a lot of the content in the book is unheard of by the concubines, those beautiful rivers and mountains, the concubines can only look at them in the book, and they are a little envious of them."

"In November, it's cold, and there happens to be a hot spring in Liushan Palace, why don't you take Rongrong to relieve boredom at that time?"

"Hot springs? Concubines are most afraid of the cold in winter, and the emperor must bring his concubines. ”

"You, you!"

Ming Rong listened to the word hot spring, threw down the book in her hand, held Emperor Yongchang, and said a little coquettishly.

I don't know why, Ming Rong, who has always been calm and rational, loves to be spoiled like a child when she sees Emperor Yongchang. Even the demeanor is a little childish.

The two snuggled up, smelled the fragrance of Long Yanxiang in the air, looked at each other silently, looked into each other's eyes, didn't say a word, just felt something more in their eyes, Xu was warm, Xu was expectant.