Chapter 147: Tonic
The queen smiled arrogantly, and then asked, "Gao Jieyu's pregnancy is about to give birth, what is the movement of Concubine Jiang Guiyu?" β
"Back to Niangniang, the slave maid heard that the midwife and the nurse are all carefully selected by Jiang Guifei, at this moment, everyone is already waiting in Chonghua Palace, just waiting for Gao Jieyu to launch." Mo Chun said in a low voice, causing the queen to sneer lightly, and her eyes were full of disdain that was about to overflow.
She didn't care, "What? Jiang Guifei is afraid that someone will do something in these people? Hmph, carefully selected, it's not a palace person, Gao Jieyu is fully taken care of by Medical Officer Zhang during her pregnancy, if it weren't for this, the Queen Mother would not have been sick intermittently for a long time, and the palace said, blame Jiang Guifei and Gao Jieyu, don't you just conceive a child, what is delicate! β
The queen angrily pulled the evergreen leaves in the celadon vase on the desk, and her tone was full of resentment. π.πππ»π©π.πΎπΎπΌ
Mo Chun pretended to be angry and said, "But isn't it? A child born by Jieyu is destined to make a wedding dress for others, but I am afraid that Gao Jieyu knows better than anyone else, and even the saint knows it, so people will send medicine to replenish the body, so that the mother can get pregnant as soon as possible. β
Speaking of the medicine, the queen blushed and said: "The relationship between this palace and the saint was not very good in the past, but I didn't expect that the saint still wanted to have a child with the palace, otherwise, he would not have specially asked the medical officer to send a fertility tonic." β
"But it's not, this medicine is only available in our Fengluan Palace, and it is full of high-grade medicinal materials for the body, Niangniang, let's drink it quietly, but we can't let the rest of the people in the palace know, otherwise, we will not be able to prevent it." Mo Chun whispered: "The hour is almost there, the medicine should be fried, the slave maid will go and get it, right?" β
"Well, go ahead." The queen's heart was sweet, for the depression that had not been favored for many years was dissipated by bowls of tonics, she was also a little suspicious at first, but Mo Chun quietly asked the medical officer to ask, and the medical officer also said that it was to replenish the body, and the queen was relieved to drink, seeing that it had been drinking for almost two months, the queen was anxious in her heart, but fortunately, Mo Chun often persuaded her.
The decoction of the living Mochun was sent to Jinping, after the previous Jinping slapped Jiang Jieyu, Jinping's status in the Fengluan Palace changed sharply, although the position of the palace maid next to the queen was reserved for her, but in the end it didn't play a big role, to put it clearly, in today's Fengluan Palace, Mochun is the real aunt in charge, and the palace lady around the queen.
"Auntie, the medicine is decoctioned, let the slave and maid take it out first." Jinping was wearing the winter clothes of an ordinary palace maid, looking a little timid, she saw Mo Chun coming, and hurriedly said.
Mo Chun smiled and said: "Jinping, this decoction work for you is actually a bit overkill, but this work is really related to the health of the queen's mother, if I don't hand it over to you, I really don't worry, you have worked hard." β
"Where's Auntie?" Jinping flattered and smiled: "My aunt is in charge of Fengluan Palace for the queen's mother, and the slaves and maids are all sent by my aunt." β
The person who knows the times is Junjie, Mo Chun smiled coldly in his heart, but his face was close: "In the end, it was brought into the palace by the queen mother, and if you know the general situation, then give me this medicine, I will send it in and serve the mother to drink the medicine." It's cold, you can rest on the charcoal fire. β
Jinping agreed with a dry smile, put a bowl of steaming medicine into the food basket, and handed it to Mo Chun.
A few days ago, Shen Qingjiao just guessed a word, and the snow really fell for several days, and it was spread so white that the ground was white, and people stepped on it as if they were stepping on the clouds, soft, and it was easy to wait until the sky cleared, and the weather became colder and colder after the snow melted a lot.
On this day, Xiao Qi sent a soft sedan chair that was not good on the outside, but extremely comfortable on the inside to pick up Shen Qingjiao to go to the Qinzheng Palace, Honeysuckle not only wrapped a fox fur cloak given by Xiao Qixin for Shen Qingjiao, but it was not enough, and added a warm condom and a hand stove for Shen Qingjiao to hold, she looked left and right, and finally added a red fox scarf to feel at ease, and sent Shen Qingjiao all the way into the sedan chair.
The look of honeysuckle worrying is really making people cry and laugh, but there is nothing wrong with being careful, the little eunuchs who carry the sedan chair avoid crowded places, pick a section of the road with little snow and non-slip, and send people to the gate of the Qinzheng Palace all the way, Chen Fu has long been waiting outside the palace gate.
He trotted all the way down to pick up Shen Qingjiao and said: "The snow is just changing, and the saint can't wait to see Niangniang, in order to hide people's eyes, no, the saint can't go to Yaohua Palace old, or work hard for Niangniang to come." How did the little eunuchs serve? If there is anything bad, the mother can just say that the slave teaches them a lesson. β
Not to mention that Chen Fu is the chief eunuch of the Qinzheng Palace, he not only spoke for Xiao Qi in a few words, but also sold Shen Qingjiao's goodness, which made people feel like a spring breeze when he spoke.
Only Shen Qingjiao and Chen Fu have known each other for a long time, and maybe the concubines will be flattered when they hear this, but this fell on Shen Qingjiao's ears, but it just made her willow eyebrows raised, and her smile was like clouds and mist in the distant mountains, and it passed lightly.
Chen Fu smiled awkwardly, thinking in his heart, this person's temperament can't change much, but if he can't change, there are benefits that can't be changed, otherwise, the saint wouldn't have been worried about it for so many years.