Chapter 147: Dream Again

Jiang Xian was stunned for a moment, and then said:

"How can you dream the same thing every time you dream? If you can manipulate dreams, the concubines will dream of being promoted every day. ”

The reason why she didn't renew the dream for the emperor the next day was because she was afraid that the emperor would be suspicious and sick, and treat her and the baby as spirits that can bewitch people's hearts. If she suggested that the baby that the emperor dreamed of was real, the emperor would feel strange when he looked back, but if she didn't believe it and questioned him in turn, it would arouse the emperor's instinct for self-proof.

"That's because you haven't dreamed of the emperor, if you dream it, you will know that it is true, and it is not the same as the dreams I have had in the past,"

Sure enough, Xie Che argued, and because the dream was only visible to him, he felt that his argument was pale, and pursed his lips to notice another thing: "You dreamed of being promoted, why didn't you dream of me?" Isn't it better to be favored by me than to be promoted? The life of the concubine may not be as comfortable as yours. ”

Xie Che knew too well the role of the emperor's heart in the harem.

The place caused by the emperor's gaze will surely be rich and prosperous.

He squinted dangerously, and the face that made everyone awe and frightened made Jiang Xian laugh inexplicably. When he saw her smile, displeasure and soft-heartedness came to his mind at the same time, and he grabbed the back of her head and kissed her on the lips.

It's a pity that the concubine in his arms lacks the sensitivity to Fenghua Xueyue, she only thinks that he is like a big cat with fried hair, so she obediently raised her head and let him kiss him.

Jiang Xian's kissing skills were learned from Daji, and the fox's tongue made Xie Che's heart tingle.

He lowered his eyes to her face, and she closed her eyes, and her thick eyelashes brushed his cheeks, causing an itch, as if she had been kissed by a butterfly.

Xie Che distanced himself a little and said, "Dream of me." ”

Jiang Xian frowned, he thought she was unwilling, and he was even more aggrieved: "What's wrong with dreaming of me?" ”

"The emperor has an order, and the concubines don't dare to disobey, but," Jiang Xian sighed: "The concubines almost don't dream, and they don't know what it's like to dream, what the emperor said can only be to play the piano to the cow." ”

The king of the volume falls asleep every day, striving to nourish his spirit in the shortest possible time.

She has had few dreams, and most of the dream themes revolve around - no revision on the eve of returning to the college entrance examination, college admission places being replaced, salary arrears and illness, never dreaming of having children, nor dreaming of wishful thinking.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ You have a big heart. ”

Xie Che didn't expect such an answer.

He hoped that she would have him in her dreams, but he didn't expect her to even have a dream: "It's just that, I can't see me when I fall asleep, but I will see it when I wake up." I really think that the child I saw in my dream is the emperor of the two of us. ”

"Good, good."

"Are you perfunctory?"

"The concubine doesn't dare, so be it, if the emperor still dreams tonight, the concubine will believe that the emperor dreamed of him."

Xie Che agreed.

The little milk dumpling in the dream can't wait to hang on him, he likes him so much, he must be willing to enter his dream: "By the way, I have to give him a name, he doesn't want to hear me call him the eldest prince, saying that whoever is born first is the eldest prince of his father, and he doesn't want to be a baby who can be replacedβ€”but he will please himself, this is up to you." ”

According to the rules of the Yan Chi Dynasty, the prince was born by the Ministry of Rites to draw up a list, the list is a good and decent name, and finally handed over to the emperor, by the emperor to decide, there are also princes and princesses who are not taken seriously, the name is directly handed over to the Ministry of Rites to decide, anyway, everyone has to call him a certain prince, and the name can be called by the emperor's mother.

In this case, the emperor personally named it, which showed his attention.

"Why is it like a concubine, doesn't the emperor fight or grab?"

"You don't know, the first emperor is taking a fancy to me."

Xie Che snorted, and did not shy away from the fact that his throne had an element of leakage.

"Didn't the emperor have his own plans back then?" Jiang Xian asked.

"My plan is not to fight or rush to be a rich prince, and I will seize the opportunity when it is in front of me...... In fact, the first emperor tried several times, and there were also people from the eldest brother who tempted me and wanted to see me make mistakes, but I have not lacked money and status since I was a child, nor did I lack appreciation. ”

Therefore, raising children, regardless of gender, must be rich.

Look at the confidence of this gold and silver power.

The evil rich second generation!

The road to the struggle for the crown was not pleasant, and when Xie Che mentioned it, he remembered the two half-brothers who died, as well as the appearance of the first emperor before he took his breath: "Isn't it a name?" I think of a few first, and then I will pick and choose. ”

Xie Yi, Xie Rui, Xie Zhao, Xie Yao...... He said several times in a row, which sounded good, and finally added: "I have also thought about the word German, but I can praise a prince for his good virtue, which is inevitably widespread, and it is not too late to use it as a title in the future." ”

Jiang Xian read these names all over in her heart, and paused when she silently read them to Xie De: "Everything else is very good, but the concubine of this German character doesn't like it." ”

Homophony deducts big points.

"If you don't like it, choose another one, choose what you like, most of the horizontal and vertical only I shout with you."

The implication is good, Jiang Xian is a little difficult.

The name is a bit evil, some people in her hometown said that her father gave her the name Jiang Xian at the beginning, and then added a female character as a side, and she was not idle until she died.

Xie Che asked her to think about it slowly, he passed the meal first, let Pillow Qiu make a pot of tea, and was surprised when he tasted it: "This tea is good, and it looks like a dragon well that I appreciate the concubine." ”

"The emperor is so sensitive, it is the noble concubine who rewards the concubines."

Shecher: ......

Okay, the person turned around and sent Gu Wanyi away.

This is not surprising to him, he understands the concubine's dog temper very well, loves her life and hates her to death, and shares her with whatever she likes, and the grave grass that she hates grows taller than people.

After finishing the meal, after the two of them took a walk to eat, Jiang Xian thought about settling in, but Liang Yuyin sent a new eight-course dish: "What is the emperor doing?" The concubines can't eat at all, and the emperor is afraid that he will have to accumulate food when he gets up tomorrow with supper. ”

But Xie Che said that it was not for people to eat.

Jiang Xian was about to say that Bihua Palace didn't have cats and dogs, and remembered that there were people living in the side hall: "The emperor just doesn't like Chen Chang here, so don't bury her like this." "Let the palace people hear it, and they will follow and despise Chen Changzai.

"Xian'er thinks about it, this is a tribute."

After Liang Yuyin put some fresh tribute fruits, he lit incense candles.

The emperor is very skilled in the superstitious process of praying to God and worshiping the Buddha, and begging the Buddha to let the eldest prince fall asleep tonight for the sake of his diligence and for the sake of the people.

This superstitious behavior stunned Jiang Xian.

After doing this, he pulled her to the couch to sleep.

Seeing that he successfully fell asleep, Jiang Xian threw him a skill.

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At the same time.

I'm so hungry, it's so fragrant......

Chen Chang sniffed, quietly touched the main hall, and was caught by the palace maid who was keeping vigil. Pillow Qiu is puzzled, if you take advantage of the fact that the master can't sleep to climb the bed, you have to dress up better!

"Miss Pillow Qiu, don't you eat that table of good wine and food?" Chen Chang asked in a whisper.

Pillow Qiu: "...... Chen Chang is here, that's a tribute. ”

"I can't eat so many Buddhas."

Pillow Qiu: "If you can't finish eating, you can't do it...... Come over in the summer and go to the small kitchen to make a supper for Chen Changzai. Don't worry about the tribute, little master. ”