Chapter 138: Fate
Such a straightforward question seemed to turn into a torrential rain in the hot and humid weather of summer, which suddenly made Shen Qingjiao at a loss and unable to dodge, the air flowing between the two seemed to be stagnant, and the hall was too quiet to hear the sound of her heart beating in her chest.
She failed to dodge, and her eyes met Xiao Qi's eyes.
Xiao Qi's eyes are serious, and even the phoenix eyes that always smile on weekdays have not risen and fallen, which shows that Xiao Qi is still not completely sure of the answers that can be heard next.
He couldn't help but mock himself in his heart, Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi, the concubines next to him didn't have time to have an heir, but you planted yourself on her, what is this called? Is it love but not? Or is it in love? After all, Xiao Qi smiled bitterly and had to swallow it himself.
It didn't matter what he thought in his heart, he didn't move at all on his face, and Shen Qingjiao thought twice in his heart, but he still didn't say anything disappointing in Xiao Qi's burning eyes.
After a while, Shen Qingjiao finally didn't hold Xiao Qi's gradually darkening gaze, and slowly closed her cherry lips and said: "The matter of the heir, the saint also knows, if you can't force it, you have to talk about the right time, place and people after all?" Isn't it? Otherwise, the palace would have known how many children there were. The saint asked the concubine like this, and the concubine didn't know. β
It's better to not know than not, the right time and place, even if there is no right time, he can create the right time and place!
Xiao Qi's eyes brushed like stars in the sky, and he was in a good mood to hold Shen Qingjiao's slender jade finger hanging on the smoky brocade skirt, and he was not in a hurry, but smiled mischievously: "Then let it be." β
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Shen Qingjiao glanced at the corners of Xiao Qi's flying lips, and suddenly felt that she would not have children if she didn't bite the bullet, which meant that her heart had already changed unconsciously, she thought, how much love was born unconsciously, perhaps, she was used to getting along with Xiao Qi now, which was different from her people, and in the future, she would get used to the life in the deep palace day after day, and then get used to her feelings for Xiao Qi.
Shen Qingjiao gently withdrew her hand, saying it to Xiao Qi and herself: "Let everything be fate." β
With Dong Medical Officer waiting, even if Honeysuckle knows some pharmacology, Shen Qingjiao will not be bold enough to make a small move under Xiao Qi's nose, left and right, after the Queen Mother stopped her Zi Avoiding Decoction, she is not without favor, so since everything has changed, whether she is pregnant or not depends on the will of God.
The two people in the hall sat quietly, the rain was pouring outside, the sound of rain came to the ears of the two people along the half-open window, the rain was as dense as silkworm threads, looking out through the window lattice, the white mist was a piece, a string of copper bells hung under the wind and rain corridor, the sound of the jingling bells became a pleasant and beautiful song, there were dense raindrops falling on the withered dead trees in the courtyard, the heavy sound seemed to be announcing the people in the red wall, the autumn is about to pass, and the far winter is coming.
The sky really got cold, even if the skin was entangled, the original wet sweat turned into a greasy feeling, Shen Qingjiao Ying's voice was tactful, and he couldn't help but have long nails scratching the back of the person on his body.
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It rained all night, and the movement in the green gauze tent did not cease until it was dark.
Shen Qingjiao was sleepy, her eyes were clouded, and she saw Xiao Qi's long jade body through the faint candle flame, wearing a dragon robe and jade crown, and feeling a moistness between her lips, and finally, Shen Qingjiao couldn't resist the sleepiness, and fell asleep again with the mandarin duck quilt.
When Xiao Qi went out, when Doctor Dong was on duty, he glanced at Doctor Dong, who immediately understood and slowly followed Xiao Qi a few steps: "Holy Lord, but there are orders?" β
"The idea of medicinal diet is very good, Ji Wanrong's body is weak, and it will be winter soon, if she should take supplements, she will take supplements, what is lacking in the medical officer's office, tell Chen Fu, and..." Xiao Qi deliberately lowered his voice and said in a deep voice: "Don't let her discover the medicinal materials for pregnancy in the medicinal diet, don't look at her who doesn't care about everything, in fact, her heart is finer than anyone else." β
Xiao Qi's words finally brought a slight warmth that was not easy for others to detect, he glanced back at Yaohua Palace, and slowly turned to leave, leaving only Dong Ke bowing to see him off: "Yes." β
The autumn rain is exhausted, it is the turn of early winter, the moment the red sun rises suddenly, the branches of the trees are crystal clear, when the little palace maids pass by, they have to carefully avoid the water droplets formed by the frost on the branches, for fear of dirty palace clothes made this year, a long list of small palace maids, walking on the palace road, the new clusters of roses, from a distance, like the palace pink plum with buds in the imperial garden.
In Chonghua Palace, Jiang Guifei just invited An back, and she lost her temper, and Gao Jieyu, who was holding her stomach at the bottom, was worried, and rolled and rolled in her eyes full of tears, and did not dare to fall, for fear that Jiang Guifei would hate herself because of a few gossips from the queen.
She tried her best to shrink her figure in the hall, lowered her head, and looked up, a trace of disgust and sadness flashed in Jiang Guifei's eyes,