In a word, the door to the new world of Yunjiao was opened.

The emperor is quite good-looking with a boy and a girl, with a delicate and handsome face, and a five-point nobility between his eyebrows, he was born to grow up in the clouds. Yun Jiao has never been ugly in his two lives, and his appearance has been pulled to 800 points in this life, and on the basis of the original, it is as beautiful as a filter, but no matter how rich the dishes are, he can't stand eating them every day!

So she coveted the emperor's beauty even more.

"The emperor will wear a concubine dress."

"It's not in line with the courtesy."

"Aren't you faint? A little more mediocre. ”

Xie Zhixing clasped one hand on the top of her head and compared the height of the two: "No matter how mediocre I am, I can't wear a tailor-made costume for you." ”

The objective height difference is there.

Yun Jiao was a little unwilling, and she measured his shoulder width with her hand. When dressing, she didn't feel that she looked thin, the flesh was firm to the touch, and she could feel the trend of the muscles, and she was concerned: "You practice slowly, don't train yourself into a double-door wardrobe." ”

A large wardrobe with double doors?

Xie Zhixing imagined for a moment: "Don't worry, you can't practice like that." I don't eat much, and if I want to be strong, I have to grow meat first. ”

He can't keep his meat, and he will lose weight after fighting at night for a month.

……

This winter was spent in the Tangquan Palace, Yun Jiao lived a good life with her son in the soup every day, the emperor was busy, often after nightfall before digging into the quilt by herself, she had a lot of free time, she could call friends to enjoy the soup pool.

Li Concubine is a frequent visitor in the soup pool.

Her posture of bathing in the bath is also elegant, sitting quietly in the corner, scattering flower petals, and the palace maid massages her shoulders, neck and face.

What a quiet scene!

Often at this time, Yun Jiao, who kicked her legs like a small motor, passed by and kicked out a splash of water on her face.

Concubine Li opened her eyes: "What is the concubine doing here?" ”

"Swimming."

"You know how to water, don't show it next to me."

"I see your face is dry, so I'll kick you out with some water."

Concubine Li smiled coldly, held her jade feet kicked wildly, and scratched her soles with her fingertips, making the concubine Niangniang beg for mercy, promising never to kick her again.

Hearing the mother's whining scream, Zuo'er in the bucket next to her giggled.

There was a pot in the house, and the water was hot, and it was not cold around him, so he could not be frozen. The one-year-old baby's delicate skin couldn't stand the heat of the hot spring, so he found a wooden bucket to mix cold water to the right temperature.

Yun Jiao had heard in the hospital that baby swimming can exercise muscle coordination and flexibility, which is very good for brain and mental development, so every time I save a good file to make sure that Zuo'er will not catch a cold.

"I don't know if I feel sorry for my mother, I love you in vain."

Yun Jiao puffed.

Seeing that the bubble was almost over, the palace maid carefully served Zuo'er, dried his body, and wrapped him in a towel.

"What does he know so little, he thinks you're playing with him, what's more, what do you do to hurt him? You'll bury your face in his stomach all day and tickle him. Last time, he couldn't turn over and was so anxious that he kicked his hands and feet, you asked Xue Ya to bring the four treasures of the study to draw this scene. ”

Good question.

Yun Jiao thought for a while, she really hadn't done anything to become Yan Chi's top ten touching figures.

I learned to stuff my son back into his mother's arms within three seconds of finding him peeing.

If the emperor is next to him, then stuff it into the hands of the child's father.

In the past year, the emperor has learned to change Zuo'er's diaper, and she hasn't changed it once.

"You're right."

Yun Jiao was relieved at once.

Co-authoring them are a two-way mother-son relationship.

……

After the winter, Yanchi has not rained since the beginning of spring. The outbreak of drought across the country kept the emperor busy. If the disaster worsens, it is necessary to consider opening a position for disaster relief.

The construction of water conservancy and the opening of the altar for rain are carried out simultaneously, and the main thing is that there is a superstition and practicality in parallel.

And in the harem, Yun Jiao, who is a noble concubine, also has to take on the responsibility of leading the concubine Rusu to pray for rain.

Yan Chi has a complete set of mature Temple of Heaven rain process, you need to choose a day in advance, just during the selection of auspicious days, the former dynasty made a fuss about the harem, and the reason for the trouble was that Ji Guiren came to tell her: "It's still for the queen and the emperor to turn over the brand, those sour Confucians think that Niangniang monopolizes the dragon couch, and the reason why it doesn't rain is because the emperor has put the rain and dew on you...... There are also those who want to go to the Wailing Tomb. ”

"What is a Wailing Tomb?"

"Crying is worthy of the first emperor, anyway, it makes the emperor unbearable."

Yun Jiao thought about it, she said: "The sky does not rain, and the emperor does not have rain and dew, and the rain is the emperor's one!" ”

"That?"

This time it was Ji Guiren's turn to be puzzled.

She hasn't been favored since she entered the palace, and Yun Jiao's car wheels are all on her face, and she hasn't reacted. Yun Jiao had no choice but to vaguely go over, and Ji Guiren looked at her: "Although I didn't understand, I always felt that I couldn't say good things from my mother's mouth, don't you know anything about this?" ”

"I don't know what the emperor didn't tell me."

"You can live behind closed doors, and I want to help my sister at home, if you can sit in the back...... I also hope that you can be the queen in my heart. ”

When it came to Concubine Shu, Ji Guiren's original smiling face was also covered with a faint shadow. Yun Jiao took pity on her before, and wanted to ask the emperor to ask her to come over, and erect her Yongchen Palace, the proMax version of the palace, without crossing the regulations of the queen and the queen mother, and it was about to be built, and after it was built, it would be no problem to live in one more Ji nobleman.

But Ji Guiren politely rejected Yun Jiao's kindness, she said that it was good to have the support of her mother.

According to Yun Jiao, Ji Guiren and her sister-in-law belong to the very classic gloomy family relationship in East Asian literature, where love, hatred and responsibility are tangled in flesh and blood, and it is difficult to separate.

After bidding farewell to Ji Guiren, Yun Jiao quietly slipped to Qiankun Palace to listen to the movement.

She's lucky enough to really let her hear a little bit of a typhoon tail.

Someone put forward righteously and solemnly: "The emperor's family affairs are state affairs, and since ancient times, they have paid attention to having many sons and blessings, which is related to the foundation of the country. To stop the drought, the source is still in the palace! The emperor thinks twice! In previous years, the emperor and queen prayed together, but this year there was only one emperor, and the ministers thought that the queen should stand. ”

"The minister seconded the proposal."

I only heard the emperor say: "Aiqing is reasonable, then I want to make Concubine Xi the queen." ”

There was silence for a moment.

Fang Cai's voice was supportive: "Then again......"

"This drought has caused Xianfu Palace, and Concubine Xi is also guilty, and she can't bear to be the queen."

As soon as the words fell, it was the sound of a teacup falling to the ground.

"Ridiculous!"

"Since you say that Concubine Xi is unbearable, then whose daughter can get my golden book and golden seal, report her name, I will listen to it!"

Silence again.

At this time, Yun Jiao, who had put his ears on the wall before, covered his ears that were eavesdropping.

Woo, why is the emperor yelling so loudly!

Yesterday the finches came together (I got up and it was usually dark), the whole city of Shenzhen was suspended, and there was only Sanyang turkey noodles left at home to take out, and the power went out after turning on the computer code for a while...... I took a leave of absence on WB (I still don't understand how to ask for leave in the writer's assistant.,The last time I sent a single chapter, it was counted in the paid chapter.,Shocked),The typhoon stopped today! Happy!