But Xiuniang didn't want to say anything more, she was afraid that it would enter the prince's ears and cause misunderstanding.

"Then leave one window and close the rest."

She muttered angrily.

The emperor's illness did not improve, and Hua Chen privately reported to the crown prince, saying that His Majesty could delay the end of this year, and at the latest until the beginning of spring next year, it would be regarded as Amitabha.

Now the political affairs of the Empire of the Final Jin Dynasty are pressed on the crown prince, and he seems to have a lot of things to accomplish before his father dies.

Of course, Xiuniang didn't know what pressure the prince had, and she couldn't guess that he was deliberately preventing her from coming into contact with outsiders, just to give birth to a child safely.

The prince now has to go back to the Xinyue Palace every night, making her look like a fox spirit, dominating men every night.

In fact, she is very understanding, and she is also very atmospheric, and she has kindly proposed several times to let the prince know how to get wet with rain and dew.

Otherwise, she, the crown princess, seems to have no demeanor and is domineering and unreasonable.

But the prince still goes his own way.

Xiuniang knew in her heart that no matter how close they were every night, they were very restrained in sexual affairs, far from reaching the point of being like glue and indulgence.

She really had nothing to do in the Xinyue Palace, so together with Hongyu, she tried to embroider many children's clothes.

Did Hongyu and the palace maids think she was pregnant?

In fact, she and the prince cave room, a few days a month, even if she is pregnant, who can tell?

Even Brilliance, who has superb medical skills, can't do anything, just figure it out and prevent it in advance.

The crown prince has intensified these days, and the government affairs that cannot be handled during the day are incomplete, and in the evening he asked the eunuchs to move to the study of the Xinyue Palace, and he inherited it after dinner.

This study room belongs to the place where Xiuniang writes poems and lyrics, or plays the strings, and is now occupied by the prince, so she has to read silently next to her without making any sound.

There are stacks of music on the red sandalwood table, the palace lamp is on early, and the dim sky can be seen through the hemp paper on the window.

His face is really handsome, and the appearance of several princes is very similar to that of the emperor, and his single phoenix eyes are almost carved out of the same mold as Emperor Jiye.

It is said that Yuan Zhi has a temperament, but he is more like Emperor Taizu.

The prince is meticulous in his work, and his solemnity when he reviews and remarks is not at all like his ridiculous appearance in bed.

Xiuniang looked at the book and couldn't help but look up at him twice.

It would be okay if it was a day or two, but he accompanied her like this every day, and Xiuniang was really embarrassed.

"If Your Highness thinks it's good to handle political affairs in the West Study, then go to the West Study."

Xiuniang couldn't help but say:

"The concubine doesn't have to worry about her husband here, and she guarantees that nothing will go wrong."

The prince paused the red pen in his hand, put it back on the pen holder and said:

"The imperial doctor let you recuperate, it's not good to let outsiders accompany you, these things will have to be dealt with sooner or later, it's better to accompany you in the Xinyue Palace."

He has always been such a sincere attitude, even if Xiuniang wants to suspect him something, she can't doubt it.

She sighed, "The concubine heard that her husband has been very busy with state affairs recently, and she is embarrassed to distract her husband too much, so everything is fine with me." ”

The prince simply closed the song that was being reviewed, stood up, poured her a cup of warm tea and water, took it, and sat on the small stool in front of her.

Xiuniang took the cup of warm tea and drank a few sips with both hands.

"Today, the imperial doctors talked about my father's illness together, and the best idea is to pass this year, but I can't survive the beginning of spring."

Xiuniang was a little surprised, took another sip of warm tea, and asked:

"Is there a way to cure it? Your Majesty is not in good health, I'm afraid I won't be able to see the imperial grandson he wants to see. ”

"It's okay, how can I count it as almost a year, this is much stronger than last year's guess, by the end of the year or the first month, you should be able to give birth to an imperial grandson to show him."

"Father heard that you were poisoned by Gu and cured, he wanted to see you again, but he was pushed by Lonely, and your sensitive physique went to Zichen Hall to smell that strange smell, which is to suffer alive."

That doesn't sound like a good thing.

Xiuniang suddenly noticed that the prince's feelings for the emperor were not as close as rumored.

The prince rarely hides anything in front of her, whether it is desire or other emotions.

There was something wrong with his feelings for the emperor, and he felt like he didn't care about his survival.

If it's more serious... Maybe... Doped some... Indifferent use.

These ideas are wrong.

Phew... Xiuniang immediately denied it in her heart.

However, the prince's city is very deep, and there are indeed many means, and other princes or ministers can't compare with it at all.

It's no wonder that he has only been in charge of the country for a year, and he has sat firmly on the position of the prince.

Xiuniang couldn't help but admire him in her heart.

But some... But it's too affectionate.

"Your Majesty cares about the prince, I want to see your wives and children in groups, and I hope you are well." Xiuniang shook her head and said:

"It's okay for the concubine to go on a trip, anyway, it's just a few words."

"It's okay, it's my father's forty-seventh birthday in a few days, so it doesn't hurt if you go and see it then." Prince Road.

"Oh, what is my father's birthday?"

"On the eleventh day of the first month, there are still eight days, and the Ministry of Rites is arranging, and everything is simple."

"No, no, this may be my father's last birthday in the world, we have to do it for him, so let's do it for him, so let's let the concubine be in charge of this matter."

Unexpectedly, Xiuniang took the initiative to invite Sakura, and Yuan Zhi glanced at her in shock.

When you think about it, she has a point.

The emperor's birthday feast, although the Ministry of Rites is responsible, but the royal family must have someone to supervise it.

Queen Cao Feiyan definitely disdains such things, and the most suitable is of course the crown princess.

The status of the crown princess is second only to the queen mother in the harem.

In addition to the princes and princesses at the birthday banquet, some close ministers will also come, which is also a good opportunity to enhance the influence of the crown prince.

"You can take care of this matter, but don't be too extravagant and wasteful, and you can supervise it, just let the Ministry of Rites implement it, don't work too hard yourself."

"Your Highness, you can rest assured, the concubine will definitely handle this matter well."

Seeing that the prince finally agreed, Xiuniang was overjoyed.

The day became hotter and hotter, and the crown princess began to gather the emperor's birthday feast on the eleventh day of the fourth month.

Her traveling Qianniu guards were heavily guarded, and asked the palace maids to follow closely around.

Anyone with long eyes knows that the prince is afraid of the assassins of the Vengeance Alliance, and he has not been eliminated so far.

Qianniuwei is like a great enemy, and the palace maids are also trembling when they serve, for fear that the assassin will suddenly attack, or the crown princess will bump into it.

Xiuniang's knee has long healed.

She doesn't like to be too restrained, but the prince is nervous, and she looks like she must have something to do when she goes out.

also moved out of the words of the imperial doctor Hua Chen, so that she couldn't defend herself.

Therefore, many matters in the birthday are mostly reported by the Ministry of Rites to the Xinyue Palace.

Xiuniang supervised this matter for the first time, and she was meticulous, and she was so busy that those people in the Ministry of Rites were sweating on her forehead.

There are still two days left before the emperor's birthday banquet, and the Ministry of Rites has already made arrangements.