Chapter 153: The twilight of the year is cold, and the clouds brew snow

With the queen's interruption, Jiang Guifei lost her mind and knew that the emperor Chrysostom could not be changed, she let go, even if she didn't believe it, she also had the only resentment against Xiao Qisheng in her heart for many years, it was that she was confused, for Gao Jieyu's child, she was very close to calculation, but it seems that from the beginning, Xiao Qi never bluntly promised to hand over this child to her to raise.

Why is that?

Jiang Guifei couldn't figure it out, and her chaotic thoughts were not vented until she followed Xiao Qi back to the main hall.

"Shengshang, the concubine wants to raise Gao Jieyu's child, why does Shengshang still let Gao Jieyu take care of the child for three months? Isn't this child saintly going to be raised by a concubine? Shengshang, the concubine has lost the qualification to be a mother, this child's concubine has poured all her efforts into Gao Jieyu's pregnancy, Shengshang, the concubine really needs a child. ” 𝕄.𝙑𝓞𝔻🆃𝙬.𝙘𝕆𝓜

When Jiang Guifei talked about emotion, she couldn't help but shed sour tears day and night, she was so eager to have a child of her own, even if her mind was not pure, but she didn't delay that she really wanted a child.

"I said, Gao Jieyu has worked hard to give birth to a child, if you snatch her away from Gao Jieyu from the birth of the child now, Guifei, what do you let the people in the harem think of you? What's the difference between this and digging people's hearts? I know that you desire to have children, but you should also conform to people's principles, not just your own will. ”

Xiao Qi's deep voice echoed above the main hall, like a hammer blow, knocking on Jiang Guifei's heart, since Jiang Guifei entered the palace, Xiao Qi has never spoken harshly to her, for the first time, Jiang Guifei really realized the four words of the Sacred Heart.

She swallowed her throat nervously, and then listened to Xiao Qi again: "Gao Jieyu gave birth to the first child in the harem, if I don't ask the Queen Mother, I will let you raise this child, what do you let the Queen Mother think?" Don't forget, the queen is the middle palace. ”

After tossing all night, not far from the time of Zhongchen's deliberations, Chen Fu had already come in to remind him twice, and Xiao Qitou did not reply: "Concubine, think about it carefully, don't embarrass me, and don't embarrass Gao Jieyu." Rest early and don't burn down. ”

Xiao Qi's last words made Jiang Guifei's heart darken, to put it bluntly, the problem is still in Ci'an Hall and Fengluan Palace!

Now that the children have been born and she is an emperor, Jiang Guifei has to let herself take care of Gao Jieyu's mother and son while her plans are in vain.

When the queen went back, she couldn't help laughing heartily, and talked to Mo Chun about Jiang Guifei's embarrassment: "Look at Jiang Guifei's face, she has been a powerful and blessed person for so long, and she has been calculating for so long, and it is not a matter of the saint's last sentence, bah, I still want to raise the emperor, and I don't want to see if I am worthy of it!" ”

"That's what the mother said." Mo Chun said softly: "No matter how high Concubine Jiang Guifei's position is, she can't be as high as Niangniang, and the saint is taking care of Niangniang's face." ”

The queen snorted coldly and said: "Who says it's not, but Gao Jieyu is really blessed, after this, she gave birth to the eldest daughter of the saint, and she is also the only emperor in the harem, and she must move in her position, and besides, it is better than nothing to have the emperor's body." ”

Mo Chun recognized the amazement in the queen's words, and said firmly: "Niangniang, you will definitely have your own children, it's just a matter of time." ”

"That's it." The queen's fingertips brushed the broken hair on her sideburns, and she looked proud.

The news that Gao Jieyu gave birth to the emperor safely spread throughout the harem with the increasingly cold wind, and the Ci'an Palace praised the news slightly, so that people sent congratulatory gifts that did not look heavy and did not seem to despise Gao Jieyu and the little emperor, led by the queen mother, and the congratulatory gifts of the congratulatory pleasures of the various palaces poured into the Chonghua Palace.

Gao Jieyu only lightly ordered people to put it away, and she safely guarded the little emperor Ji nest in the east side hall of Chonghua Palace to confinement, and when the little emperor was born almost full moon, Xiao Qi sent someone to calculate the eight characters of the emperor's birthday, so that he could send it to the Qinzheng Palace to take the name.

In the Yaohua Palace, Shen Qingjiao's symptoms of joy have been slightly serious these days, but fortunately, the heavens are blessed, and it snows from time to time, and the concubines are also exempted from freezing in the snow to ask the queen for peace.

Got up early and vomited, Honeysuckle was now carrying a bowl of stewed red date bird's nest into the hall, the charcoal stove in the hall smoked a few gardenias competing to open, the faint fragrance made Shen Qingjiao's stomach churn feel a lot better, she breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The name of the little emperor has been chosen?" ”

Honeysuckle moved the embroidery pier and sat in front of Shen Qingyao's bed, skimmed the bird's nest with a spoon and said: "Not yet, I just calculated the birthday a few days ago, I'm afraid it's not so fast." ”

Honeysuckle looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, which made Shen Qingjiao suspicious: "What? But there is a problem with the eight characters of the emperor's birthday? ”

"Yes, it's about the emperor's birthday." Honeysuckle's expression became deeper in a curling white smoke: "In the past few days, I don't know where the news came from, saying that the time of the little emperor's birth was not good, as if there was a meaning of Kemu in it." As soon as such a statement came out, although it quickly disappeared, but in the palace, it has always been a little troublesome to provoke everyone's words, so the bad news of the little emperor's eight characters can be regarded as secret