Peony held the porcelain bottle and came to Zhao Fuling, and Zhao Fuling raised her hand to take it.

This thing is small, cold in the hand, and quite weighty.

It's not like porcelain, it's like a piece of jade.

Zhao Fuling admired the shell, opened the lid again, and sniffed closely.

The inside resembles a semi-solidified paste, and it smells faintly cold. The smell alone should be a good thing.

Zhao Fuling had never seen what the Tianshan Snow Lotus looked like, but she thought that since this thing was called a holy product, it must not be bad.

She put the lid back on and handed it to Yuan Zhi: "Aunt Yuan, you put it away first." I'm not fully injured now, and it's useless to hold it. ”

This thing is used to remove scars, and her scars haven't grown yet!

Peony watched from the side, and saw that Zhao Lingling's hand holding the bottle was too casual, and her heart was in her throat, for fear that she would accidentally break it.

It wasn't until the snow cream was transferred to Yuan Zhi's hand that she was relieved.

Yuan Zhi also knew that this thing was valuable, so he also took it carefully. But in the end, he has been working in the palace for many years, and he will not be as trembling as Peony.

After she carefully put it away, she turned her head to look at Zhao Fuling and stopped talking.

Zhao Fuling retracted back on the bed, raised her eyes to look at the other party, touched her empty stomach and said, "What does my aunt want to say?" ”

Yuan Zhi watched her movements, pursed her lips, and looked at the sky again.

Knowing that it was too late to fetch dinner at this hour, he simply ordered the small kitchen here to make some food and deliver it by himself.

She asked Zhao Fuling what she wanted to eat, Zhao Fuling casually said a few dishes, and Yuan Zhi turned around to arrange it.

When Yuan Zhi came back, Zhao Fuling looked at her and said, "What my aunt wanted to say before, it seems that she hasn't said it yet." ”

Yuan Zhi was not surprised that she would guess that this Zhao Niangniang looked casual and careless, but in fact, she was the most intelligent and the best at perceiving people's hearts.

She simply stopped swallowing, and only told Zhao Fuling: "Niangniang is deeply valued by Your Majesty, and after the injury is healed, you have to work harder." ”

Zhao Fuling: "? ”

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Yuan Zhi a little blankly.

Strive for what?

Yuan Zhi saw her innocent appearance like a child, her eyes were a little smiling, and her voice was extremely kind: "As far as the slave maid knows, Niangniang has not slept in the palace yet. There were other reasons not to mention before, but now, Niangniang is going to prepare. ”

Seeing that Zhao Fuling's eyes widened, Yuan Zhi said softly: "There are not many favored concubines in the palace, and now the ones who are most likely to give birth to the emperor's eldest son are the good concubines and Min nobles." But there is no news from either side now, and Niangniang is not lagging behind. If the mother wants to capture His Majesty's heart and take the lead, it would be better, not to mention the honor in the future. ”

Zhao Fuling: "......"

Thanks, but not necessarily.

She didn't want to hear them, so she put her cheek on the pillow and didn't speak.

Yuan Zhi saw her thoughts, sighed, and persuaded her with kind words: "The women who have entered the palace are all going to take this road, so why bother the mother...... Can't put it down? ”

Probably guessing that Zhao Fuling can't forget her ex-fiancé Shen Chi, right?

Zhao Fuling didn't explain, and she didn't reply to anything.

Yuan Zhi was bored, then shook his head and turned around and went out. Before he stepped out of the threshold, he heard Zhao Fuling suddenly ask: "Concubine Liang's bedtime is not short, why is she still not pregnant?" ”

Yuan Zhi paused, thinking that Zhao Lingling had listened to those words, so he turned his head and smiled with relief: "The slave doesn't know, but if the slave wants to know, the slave will let someone inquire later." ”