A few months passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, Mingrong was eight months, her stomach was bulging, and there were still two months before the production period. Ming Rong is now walking slowly in the small garden with the help of Zhiyi.

A few days ago, Yan Ciyi came, and after diagnosing the pulse, Ming Rong could go for a walk and exercise in her free time, so as to have a good child. This proposal was quickly approved by Aunt Zi Jin.

"Mother, there is still half an hour left today, let's go back after a walk."

"Auntie, I'm so tired." Ming Rong held her stomach and looked down at this big belly sadly. Some hated Yan Ciyi, and I didn't know what this person thought, so he even said that he had to walk for at least an hour every day.

Half an hour later, Ming Rong sat down panting and took a few sips of water.

After calming down a little, he stretched out his hand and counted the days one day at a time.

"Why is it so long!"

At this time, there was a movement in the stomach, and the baby was writhing actively.

Emperor Yongchang came with Ming Rong's favorite pastries as before, and saw that Ming Rong was staring at his stomach, pressing those protruding back little by little. This child's behavior once again made Emperor Yongchang cry and laugh.

These days, he has watched a well-read daughter turn into a naughty and playful child. couldn't help but make Emperor Yongchang a little puzzled.

Can you really be a good mother?

It doesn't matter, anyway, raising one is also raising, and raising two is also raising. It's good if she's happy.

"Rong Rong is naughty again, why is she still more serious with her unborn child?" Emperor Yongchang looked at Ming Rong without looking up, immersed in his own world.

"Ah, Your Majesty, you're here." Ming Rong put down her hand with a smile, but as soon as she let go, there was movement in her stomach again, and she was kicked, as if she was unhappy. My mother wasn't playing with herself just now, and suddenly there was no one.

Emperor Yongchang followed Ming Rong's line of sight and found that this unborn child was indeed a little naughty, constantly kicking his mother's stomach, as if he was looking for a sense of attention.

Ming Rong hurriedly reached out and stroked her belly, this time to soothe the child.

Emperor Yongchang also felt magical, although he often accompanied Ming Rong, but the number of fetal movements was indeed less, and it was really magical when he saw it today.

"Can he understand what you're saying?" Emperor Yongchang asked Ming Rong.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you don't know. Sometimes when I talk to him, he responds to me. When Ming Rong mentioned this, her eyes were shining, as if she could feel the feeling of being a mother at this time.

"Your Majesty, I have a bold idea." During this time, Ming Rong was favored by Emperor Yongchang more and more idle and free.

"Tell me about it."

"I want the emperor to read and write for the child when he is free, maybe he will be born with it!" Ming Rong clapped happily as she spoke, and looked at her stomach. "I've always recited the three-character scripture to him, and I hope he can be as smart as the emperor in the future."

Emperor Yongchang was very happy when he looked at Ming Rong's appearance. After thinking about it, he agreed: "Then I really take an hour every day to read to him." ”

Ming Rong snuggled in the arms of Emperor Yongchang, Emperor Yongchang looked at Ming Rong carefully, this belly seemed to be a little big, no wonder Yan Ciyi wanted to let Ming Rong walk around every day.

A month passed quickly.

Emperor Yongchang also took time to come over every day to accompany Ming Rong and his unborn child. This fresh experience made Emperor Yongchang very happy.

"Why isn't he so lively today?" Emperor Yongchang's big hand touched Ming Rong's belly, and the child seemed to be asleep today, and ignored him.

"Your Majesty, he's still sleeping at this time."

Ming Rong's expression of surprise made Emperor Yongchang shut his mouth, but his hand was still on his stomach.

"Your Majesty, have you decided on a name for your child?"

"There's still a month, don't worry, I've read a lot, and I want to give the child the best name."

"If so...... What if it's a princess? Ming Rong suddenly realized that Emperor Yongchang had always thought that the child in his womb was the prince, so if he was a princess at that time, he would not be very disappointed.

"Fool, as long as it's our kids, I like it. If it were a princess, I would love it too. The first flowering is also good in fruiting. Emperor Yongchang seemed to think of Aunt Zi Jin telling him that Ming Rong had been waking up in the middle of the night and crying there recently, and he always didn't know what the reason was.

Knowing now, Emperor Yongchang knew what Ming Rong was worried about, and he felt a little guilty in his heart, he had always wanted the emperor's eldest son, which gave Ming Rong too much pressure.

"If it is a princess, she will be named Princess Anyang, and I hope our daughter will grow up safely."

Emperor Yongchang looked at the person in his arms and seemed to calm down, he touched her head: "These days, you get up in the middle of the night to cry, are you thinking about this?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Ming Rong's face turned red, it must have been Aunt Zijin who said it. "I'm just afraid, I'm afraid that the emperor won't like us."

"You, you, I don't care about you anymore, if there is anything, just say it, don't hold it in your heart." Emperor Yongchang really had no choice but to take Ming Rong. I don't know when, my heart began to beat with her.

Ming Rong's delivery is coming, the nurse, the delivery room, the imperial doctor, everything is well arranged, just waiting for Ming Rong to start at any time.

"Zhiyi, quickly, my stomach hurts."

"Ouch, Niangniang is about to give birth at this time, take it to the delivery room." It was Aunt Zi Jin who spoke, she happened to hear Ming Rong's voice and hurriedly rushed in.

Everyone hurriedly took action, boiled water, and entered the delivery room.

"The concubine has launched?" Emperor Yongchang threw down the fold in his hand and hurried to the Jinse Palace.

The harem also came at this time, and the queen mother touched the Buddhist beads in her hand, and was also praying that Ming Rong would give birth safely, and it would be better if she gave birth to a daughter.

The queen took over these arrangements directly, and she was afraid that someone would make trouble and harm Ming Rong.

This is to wait from morning to sunset.

"The emperor doesn't have to wait, if the concubine gives birth to a child, the mourning family will send someone to invite the emperor." Empress Dowager He looked at Emperor Yongchang and spoke. After all, this has also been guarded for a day, and since ancient times, the emperor has guarded the concubine and produced very little.

When Emperor Yongchang was just about to speak, a heart-rending shout came from the delivery room, which startled Emperor Yongchang to look up at the delivery room.

"Well, I've been waiting for so long, and it's okay to wait. Don't talk about it. When Emperor Yongchang heard this shout, he directly rejected the opinion of the Queen Mother.

"You all go back, just leave the queen here. The queen mother will also go back, and I don't know when the concubine will be able to give birth safely, so the queen mother will go back to rest. "Emperor Yongchang looked at the people in this room, and he also had a headache.

Everyone didn't dare to refute, but they didn't dare to stay, even Concubine Chen didn't dare to make a mistake, after all, looking at the state of Emperor Yongchang, at this time, it was a bad luck, and the gains outweighed the losses.

"Queen, the concubine should be fine like this." Emperor Yongchang asked the empress, his tone full of worry, which made the empress a little surprised.

"Your Majesty, don't worry, my sister is fine. You see that the imperial doctors are still around, this is all normal. The empress explained, and these words made Emperor Yongchang feel a little relieved.