Doctor Shen said slowly: "The year of Concubine He was the day of inducing acupuncture, and as for hurting the body, Shunyi can see it clearly. ”

Song Yuxuan lowered her head and was silent. I only heard my daughter's voice ringing in my ears: "Mother, don't cry!" The daughter's voice had a sad and gentle aura. Song Yuxuan looked up at the window, the sky was very blue, and the clouds were very white. He and the concubine are not thirty years old, but like a forty-year-old woman, she also said that she can't stay in her face, but the result is really because she gave birth to two princesses with acupuncture, and she hurt her body to this point. The side effect of labor induction is to accelerate aging, and it is not worth it to change the appearance of a premature child.

"Inducing labor hurts the body, the minister persuades Shunyi to think about it!"

"Did these grown-ups talk to anyone else?" "Got it......" "You are Song Yuxuan's daughter, of course Song Yuxuan has to protect her." "Song Yuxuan doesn't do this!" "So what to do?" "Ask the doctor to measure the fetal gas of Song Yuqiu! Song Yuxuan spied on it. The fetus is unstable, in other words, the miscarriage is also my fault for poor protection, if it is known and used, it will make me lose my child, and Lu's admonition makes me uneasy.

Shen Wei raised his head sickly, vaguely saw his clear eyes through the weaving flower curtain, and said gently: "I know your worries, and I will not show half of them even if the saint asks about it." ”

Suddenly, they looked at each other and smiled, lowered their heads in shame and said softly: "The next few months have been annoying to the adults!" ”

Outside the window, the twilight is four, the sky has not snowed for a long time, there are scattered snowflakes in the sky, the afterglow of the sky is sprinkled with snow, and there is a faint layer of golden luster, beautiful as a painting, but he is just standing in the middle of the painting, and carefully told Song Yuqiu to say: "The minister will add more elm charcoal, crane grass, ramie root charcoal, etc. to the medicine in the past, and ask for the pulse of Shunyi every day in the future, Shunyi should also eat and dress well, and strive to make his mind calm." Shunyi should be more relaxed, and sleeping well at night is also beneficial to the fetus. ”

He turned around and strode forward, wanting to order the palace maids about something, but Song Yuqiu called out violently: "Master." “

He turned his head slowly, and a silhouette fell on the curtain—a phantom that Song Yusui was extremely familiar with and looked forward to in the past about the Internal Pharmacy—and now it was all empty—Song Yuqiu opened his mouth and said, "It's snowing and slipping, be careful on the way!" He raised his head slightly and looked at Song Yuxuan with his eyes. How do you know? "Because you are Song Yuxuan's favorite person." "Why?" "Do you love Song Yuxuan? His shadow froze, and without much talk, he left.

Song Yuqiu suddenly remembered that once it was raining heavily, carrying a croissant paper lamp to lead him to the palace gate, he told Song Yuqiu to be cautious on the way home, and the warmth was like a lantern paper painted with wisteria.

3 days later, when the canonization ceremony, under the auspices of Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, in the side hall of the Taiji Palace, the portrait of the queen of each dynasty was worshipped, and the concubine was the queen. During this ceremony, the empress was received and advised by officials and close ministers from inside and outside the court, and explained her identity to the emperor. Among them, the most important thing is to restrain its own image. The inner wife does not need to participate, she only needs to accept the queen mother's lecture at the end, but she doesn't need to think about it to know that she can't show up, Mrs. Mingzhen and Lu Zhaorong are not sick, so she will be implemented by Concubine He.

What was she talking about with the concubine, she didn't have the main point, and Song Yuxuan thought about it when she heard it. The charcoal fire in the Taiji Hall is still burning...... Song Yuxuan's heart also fluttered with the wind of these two rows through the hall. She said: "You are a hard-working man, born in the north and raised in the northeast. "What's the pain in the Northeast?" Song Yuxuan didn't understand why she asked. "There is no winter in the Northeast!" She said. In addition, I only drank a bowl of glutinous rice porridge with ramie root in the morning, and it was difficult to swallow a few pumpkin stalks, but at this moment, I blamed myself for only drinking a bowl and couldn't resist the cold.

The ceremony was finally over, and Biru walked out with Song Yuxuan in her arms, and immediately wrapped her in fur. Song Yuxuan knew that she was going to see Xie Chang'an, but she couldn't help but ask, "How did you think of coming to the Forbidden City?" Of course, it's for watching "Dream of Red Mansions"!" She said proudly to Song Yuqiu. The group passed by the main hall, even if they were reluctant in their hearts, but across the door of the main hall of the Taiji Palace, Song Yuxuan vaguely saw the shadow behind Xie Changan.

Concubine He and Shaoqing of Taichang Temple left as they spoke, and Song Yusui also stopped, standing outside the main hall, the snow gently falling on Song Yuqiu's pitch-black Mi Li. "Who is Xie Changan?" Song Yuqiu's voice was interrupted by the footsteps of a person. "What's your name? Song Yuxuan knows that you are sick. Song Yuxuan stared at Xie Changan's haggard and thin body, and felt more and more pity.

Sending the palace maid away, Song Yuxuan and the two of them stood on the corridor of Xiao Se, Shangguan Jieyu asked: "The Ning family has been like this in the past two months, don't you persuade her?" ”

Shangguan Jieyu is the same as Song Yuxuan, black Mili, purple silk, placket, moon tail skirt, the skirt tail is exposed, the crimson shawl drags the floor, and her quiet smile can be vaguely seen through the black veil.

Song Yusui shook his head, and he didn't know what to do, and the Shangguan clan only regarded Song Yuqiu as a resignation, so he laughed and said: "Although it is said that your current status is one level higher than that of the Ning clan, you should abandon your former sister and let yourself destroy yourself, unlike you in the past." It's hard to say that a box of broken porcelain will make you change your temperament, but that's not Song Yuqiu's original intention. ”

"Jieyu is thoughtful. It's not that the concubine didn't have advice, she just didn't know how. Song Yusui patted the snow that was sticking to Mi Li's body and said, "Did Jieyu go to the Taiji Hall to pay respects today?"

Shangguan Jieyu covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Song Yuyu has always believed in ghosts and never worshipped. Let's see Ning's and see you. ”

"Why don't Jieyu go to the side hall?"

"If you go to the main hall to visit the Ning clan regardless of the past situation, I don't have much intention of seeing you," Shangguan laughed and said, "You might as well call Song Yu like a sister, or you should be called Song Yu Jieyu alone, listen to the shengfen!"

Song Yuxuan chuckled and said, "Sister Ru." "You are Song Yuxuan's sister, and Song Yuxuan also calls you sister." Song Yuxuan said, then took out a note from his pocket and handed it to her. After receiving the title of marquis, the author went to Xile Hall to pay homage, which is the person who thanked the guests of Dumen, Jieyu's heart has always been unpredictable, the author no longer guesses, and goes with his will.

Jieyu looked at Song Yuqiu's bulging lower abdomen and said, "I heard that Lu Ningyun came to you the day before yesterday?" ”

Song Yusui held his waist and said, "Zhaorong only asked Song Yusui about her diet and daily life, and it would be fine." ”

Shangguan chuckled and rolled up his sleeves and said, "You're afraid that you've been frightened by her, you've been hiding from the people in the palace for 3 months, aren't you afraid of her doing it?" It's just that your fetal image is unstable now, and you don't need people to do it, and the child will easily fall off. ”

Song Yuqiu clenched the Fulu gourd and sneered nervously: "If you are sister, don't guess." "What do you mean?" "Song Yuxuan just wants to know what's on your mind!" There is a string of sparkling beads hanging from the Fulu gourd, which looks particularly dazzling in the sun. "So what do you say? After saying that, he turned his head and wanted to leave.