Tian Fengyi's fetal care was not very good, and she invited a doctor several times a day. The house doctor couldn't say why he looked left and right, so he could only prescribe some medicine to raise the fetus, and the car said repeatedly.

As soon as the head was sent away, Tian Fengyi smashed another set of tea sets in the house.

The people who were waiting looked at each other for a while, and no one dared to touch Tian Fengyi's moldy head. In fact, in the final analysis, I can only blame Tian Fengyi for not being quiet. She was red at the beginning of this birth, and she should have taken care of it, but she refused to stop because she was pregnant, and she tossed twice for three days.

And the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and he doesn't dare to use more ice in the Water Pavilion, Tian Fengyi only feels the heat coming out of his heart.

"Mercy!" Tian Fengyi still felt bored in her heart, "Go and call An Shi over and ask her to make small clothes for my unborn child." ”

Tian Fengyi's temperament became more and more irritable, and Lianqiu didn't move forward like before, so she went to hide when she was free, and pushed all the work to Lianchun.

At this time, hearing Tian Fengyi call her, Lianqiu pursed her lips, a trace of impatience flashed on her face, and she muttered: "Miss An? Miss An is not what it used to be, and it is not something you can learn from. ”

When she arrived in front of Tian Fengyi, Lianqiu had another face, and carefully told Miss An that she had been going to Changchun Garden to do needlework in the past few days.

Tian Fengyi was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "What do you mean?!" She's a concubine, and I can't call it anymore? ”

Lian Qiu shrank her neck, thinking of the ten slaps rewarded by the crown princess, and felt the corners of her mouth twitch: "Master, the princess is ...... mother"

"Smack" Before Lianqiu's words were finished, he was slapped in the face by Tian Fengyi, "Get out." ”

Tian Fengyi sat on the chair, her chest constantly rising and falling, and she couldn't calm down for a while. Since she was pregnant, she has been anxious every day, and she is terrified at the slightest wind and grass in the Changchun Garden. I wanted to see His Highness, but I didn't get to see him after asking for it a few times, and my resentment involuntarily grew bigger and bigger.

Wen Jing also heard what Lan Yu said, Tian Fengyi invited the house doctor several times, and she frowned slightly: "I'll ask the day after tomorrow, and go to the Tai Hospital to ask the doctor to show her again." ”

"Yes, the slave maid also went to the house doctor to ask, saying that Tian Fengyi was emotionally unstable, and it was not a big deal."

"Well, tomorrow is the Dragon Boat Festival, Zhuyue and Lan Qian will enter the palace with me, you and Zhuyun will stay and take care of it."

During the Dragon Boat Festival, Jiang Xufeng and Wen Jing wanted to take the two Liangdi into the palace to attend the banquet together, and would set up a separate table in the backyard for the other concubines in the prince's mansion.

Wen Jing has already arranged everything in the house, so he has nothing to worry about.

On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Jiang Xufeng wanted to take his wife and concubine into the palace to ask for peace, so the carriage was ready early in the morning.

The two Liangdi were waiting at the door, and when they saw Jiang Xufeng holding Wen Jing's hand out, Song Liangdi's eyes immediately lit up, and she stepped forward in a few steps: "Cousin." ”

Jiang Xufeng nodded at her, turned around and got into the carriage at the front. Jiang Xufeng did not dispatch the prince's car, there were only three carriages in front of the mansion, which meant that he had to share one with his female dependents, and the carriage at the front was Wen Jing's.

"Get in the car." Wen Jing turned a blind eye to Song Liangdi's hostility, Song Liangdi was like this every day, and she would feel strange when she became more and more pleasant.

The prince's mansion is not far from the palace, and he also met King Huai and his wife at the gate of the palace. King Huai has a round face, obviously Jiang Xufeng is two years old, but he looks very small, probably with his mother.

"Prince." Huai Wang greeted Jiang Xufeng in a proper manner.

"Brother Huang doesn't need to be polite." Jiang Xufeng seems to have a good relationship with King Huai, so he helped him.

The brothers walked in front, and the ladies followed. Wen Jing and Princess Huai Yang have not met more than once, Yang speaks gently and gently, and the two get along very well.

All the way to the Taichen Palace where the emperor lived, the two Liangdi were not qualified to follow, and went to the queen's Fengyi Palace first. In the hall, King Qing, the second prince, and the fourth prince all arrived with their daughters, and the seventh prince who had not yet married also sat at the end.

"The son of the emperor greets his father." Jiang Xufeng and King Huai took their families to ask Emperor Kant for peace.

Emperor Kant was over half a hundred years old, his body was slender and long, and the black and blue under his eyes made him look unusually tired and old. His gaze circled around the two sons, and when it landed on Jiang Xufeng, there was a trace of obvious disgust.

"Get up."

Emperor Kangde's cold attitude made Jiang Xufeng and King Huai not surprised, and both of them sat down in their positions calmly. In this way, only King Ning has not yet arrived.

Another quarter of an hour passed, and there was still no communication from King Ning outside. Several princes stopped talking intentionally or unintentionally, and there was silence in the hall, and Emperor Kangde's face was a little heavy.

"Father, my son is late, please forgive my father." Jiang Xulang, the king of Ning, was in a flying robe, with fine sweat on his forehead, and stepped into the hall in a few steps and knelt in front of Emperor Kangde.

Princess Ning also followed him, also in a hurry, her hair in a slightly messy bun.

King Ning is worthy of being Emperor Kant's most favorite son, the moment he saw King Ning, Emperor Kant's face softened, and he only pretended to be majestic: "Don't look at what time it is, it's in a hurry, what kind of system it has become." ”

King Ning's face flushed, and he looked a little at a loss.

At this time, Princess Ning knelt forward and kowtowed again: "Father's forgiveness, it's the daughter-in-law who is not good, and yesterday I talked to the prince about the Jingzen master of Lingyun Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. The prince went out of the city overnight to ask for a peace charm for his father, and he didn't return until the dew this morning, so it was too late. ”

The plaque of Lingyun Temple is the title of the first emperor's own handwriting, and the master of Jingzen is a monk who has been more than 100 years old. The ancients had limited medical skills, and the average life expectancy of Dayong was very long, but it was only about thirty-five years old. For the pursuit of longevity, the royal family and the dignitaries in Beijing highly respected the Jingzen master. Only the pure Zen master wanders all the year round, and he does not see it often.

"What are you talking about?" King Ning pulled Princess Ning and scolded in a low voice.

Wen Jing looked at the scene in front of him and chuckled. Sure enough, the royal family is all good at acting.

Emperor Kant listened to Princess Ning's words, where could he care about the sin of coming late. stepped down from his seat and personally helped King Ning up: "You kid, why do you want the princess to say it for you." As for the peace charm, show it to me. ”

King Ning took out a cloth bag from his arms with an embarrassed face, carefully opened it and presented it to Emperor Kande.

The smile on Emperor Kande's face couldn't be suppressed at all, the corners of his mouth were about to grin behind the root of his ear, and he put the peace charm that King Ning begged for into his personal purse.

Jiang Xufeng picked up the teacup to cover the corner of his mouth with a hint of mockery; King Qing's expression has always been gloomy, and he can't see any difference; Huai Wang, the second prince's demeanor is also natural; The Fourth and Seventh Princes had a hint of jealousy, but they quickly disappeared.

The drama of Emperor Kande and King Ning's father and son filial piety was staged until it was almost lunch, and Emperor Kant released people and asked the princes to go to their respective mothers and concubines for dinner.