Bianjing little doctor

When Zhao Zhen walked to the Xiangluan Pavilion, there was no movement. The servant was startled, and was about to say hello, but he waved his hand gently to stop him.

The servant bowed to one side.

Zhao Zhen entered with his hands behind his back.

The light in the dormitory was very dim, the curtains hung lightly, and the two dim candlelights reflected Zhou Yiliu who was seriously copying in front of the desk.

She has a slender figure, not at all like a woman who is seven months pregnant.

Zhao Zhen stepped forward slowly, his eyes swept over the curling smoke on the desk.

"What are you copying?"

Zhou Yiliu was frightened, his hands trembled, and the tip of the pen fell on the paper, creating a black mass.

"Official?" She was surprised, and quickly put the wolf hair on the pen holder, and hurriedly got up to salute Zhao Zhen.

"No." Zhao Zhen supported her, and helped her to sit on the chair himself, then picked up the "Ksitigarbha Sutra" she copied, looked at it with heavy eyes for a moment, and then put it back.

"You are pious."

Zhou Yiliu didn't dare to raise her head, she held her protruding abdomen with both hands, looking very humble.

"My concubine sincerely repents, respectfully invites the great compassionate Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and is willing to dedicate this merit to Empress Wen Cheng, wishing her to leave the pain soon and go to the blissful rebirth..."

"Copying the Ksitigarbha, but enshrining Guanyin Bodhisattva." Zhao Zhen sat down slowly, and his eyes fell on a statue of Guanyin Buddha in the niche on the table.

Zhou Yiliu smiled awkwardly, walked behind Zhao Zhen and massaged her shoulders.

"I think it's because I'm about to give birth. My concubine has nightmares every day when I'm close to him. I dream that the baby in my womb is asking for help, and I call my mother over and over again, saying that someone is going to kill him... I'm stupid. Right now, I wish I could invite all the gods and Buddhas in the sky to Xiangluan." It's good to come to the pavilion."

Zhao Zhen held her hand, "I have wronged you these days."

Zhou Yiliu's eyelashes trembled slightly, she didn't raise her head, her voice became lower and lower, and she was mean and humble, "As long as I can give birth to a little prince for the official family and keep the dragon veins for the Song Dynasty, not to mention being wronged, I want to be a concubine." Life, even the concubine is willing."

"You have a heart."

Zhao Zhen stared at her for a moment, patted the back of her hand, rolled his eyes, and frowned thoughtfully.

"What kind of incense is burned in your house? This smell is very unique."

Zhou Yiliu glanced at him, "It's just ordinary goose pear incense, with winter plums and green peppers added. If it's unique, it's probably because I made it with my heart."

Zhao Zhen nodded: "Not bad, the fragrance is unique."

"I've never smelled any good incense from the official house, so I'm ashamed of myself." Zhou Yiliu said, taking the incense tongs and carefully fiddled with the incense slices in the stove, so that it could emit the strongest fragrance.

Zhao Zhen looked at her side face, her expression was soft, her whole body was soft and comfortable, this is a woman who is different from Zhang Xueyi, she seems to have no bones, she can be rounded and flattened by him, just to survive ...

Zhao Zhen was in a daze for a moment.

Today, he came here because he wanted to care about Zhou Yiliu's belly, but at this moment, seeing her pitiful and soft appearance in her pregnant body, his heart softened unknowingly.

"Hey!" With a sigh, Zhao Zhen patted his knees and stood up, "Don't copy the scriptures anymore, don't get tired. I accept your heart for Wen Cheng."

Zhou Yiliu looked at him innocently.

"You should rest earlier." Zhao Zhen looked away from her and looked elsewhere, "I'm leaving."...

"The official family..."

Zhou Yiliu put down the incense tongs, rushed over suddenly, hugged Zhao Zhen's arm tightly with both hands, put his head on his shoulder, and said tearfully:

"Can you stay with my concubine for a while longer? Just for a while..."

Zhao Zhen lowered his brows and was about to refuse, but he heard her burst into sobs.

"The concubine was disturbed by nightmares, and it was difficult to fall asleep. The imperial doctor said that it was caused by the inability to guard the gods, the lack of yang energy, and the susceptibility to external evils. The official family is the emperor, and the body of a real dragon. With the official family, Xiangluan Pavilion must have yang. The spirit has risen... I beg the officials, for the sake of Lin'er in the womb, would you like to stay with my concubine?"

Looking at her flustered and timid appearance, Zhao Zhen felt slightly sour in his heart.

He sighed, patted Zhou Yiliu's arm, and wrapped him in his arms.

"Don't be afraid. I'm here."

Zhao Zhen didn't have a good night's sleep these days, probably because he was very sleepy, he lay on Zhou Yiliu's bed, his eyelids closed, he wanted to take a nap and leave, but he fell asleep very quickly.

The incense was faint, and the hall was silent.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Yiliu got up from the tent, put on some clothes and walked slowly to the table enshrining the Bodhisattva, put his hands together, closed his eyes and prayed devoutly.

This statue of Buddha was sent by Bai Xiaosheng to the Army Patrol Shop in Chunxu Lane.

There is also a box of incense and a letter of reply.

Bai Xiaosheng told her that if anyone could guarantee a man in one fell swoop, it must be a liar.However, although it is not credible to get a man in one fell swoop, it will definitely be possible to have a few more babies.

This was originally a piece of nonsense, but Zhou Yiliu understood the essence of the words from an expert—how can I have more babies?The answer, of course, is to win over the emperor's heart.

As long as there is a chance to serve the bed, sooner or later a son will be born.

Even if you can't have a son, just look at Zhang Xueyi and you will know that the emperor's favor is more important than anything else.

She wants to climb up, to trample those who looked down on her in the past, and to make relatives who turned a blind eye to what happened to their family back then beg for her.

Especially Fu Jiuqu and Zhao Yuqing, she wanted their mothers to kowtow in front of her and call them a thousand years old.

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When the first ray of sunlight fell on the Xiangluan Pavilion in the morning, Zhao Zhen woke up faintly.

"What time is it?"

Li Fu lowered his head and approached obediently.

"Go back to the official's house, it's time."

Zhao Zhen rubbed his temples, awakening the memory of last night, and found that he slept refreshedly, and felt much more comfortable, and the depression in his heart seemed to dissipate.

He sighed, "Why didn't you call me earlier?"

"The official family doesn't have to go to court today, Mrs. Zhou said to let the official family sleep for a while."

Zhou Yiliu happened to come in, holding the golden basin for washing, and lowered her eyes when she heard the words, and said very carelessly: "I see that the official's complexion is not good, I think it's because I haven't slept well recently, so I make up my own mind and ask the official to punish... "

Zhao Zhen glared at Li Fu, then smiled and sighed.

"For the sake of my body, what crime is there? However, you don't have to do these rough jobs in the future. You are not a servant, and you are still pregnant with my emperor's heir, how can you do it yourself?"

After finishing speaking, he snorted and called Li Fu.

"Why don't you come over and change my clothes?"

These days, Zhao Zhen would offer incense to Zhang Xueyi every morning and evening, never missing anything.Today he overslept and missed the time to burn incense, he didn't want to criticize Zhou Yiliu, but when he looked at Li Fu, his face was still a bit smelly. …

Li Fu glanced at him cautiously.

"Officials, the King of Guangling has been waiting outside the hall for more than an hour..."

Zhao Zhen's face smelled even worse.

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From the day when he got rid of the service, Fu Jiuqu tried to find a way to have a sense of presence in front of Zhao Zhen, with one purpose - to issue a decree to marry him and Xiangguo's daughter as soon as possible.

Sometimes Zhao Zhen suspects that this person is deliberately trying to anger him.

He had just died the love he loved, and he couldn't wait to marry the love he loved...

"You've grown up, and you actually chased after Xiangluan Pavilion?" Zhao Zhen walked out with his hands behind his back, and saw Fu Jiuqu standing in the courtyard under the morning sun, young and handsome, with Zhilan Yushu and peerless elegance, and felt inexplicably burst into his heart boring.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The corners of Fu Jiuqu's lips curled up slightly, showing a faint smile, and saluted Zhao Zhen.

"Ask for a marriage from the official family."

Zhao Zhen knew the reason for his visit, snorted and shook his sleeves, and strode ahead.

"The palace just finished the funeral, let's talk about it in a few days."

"Officials, this marriage can't be delayed, if it continues, it will kill you..."

Fu Jiuqu followed with a smile, his handsome face under the sun seemed to be coated with a halo, exuding a natural charm.

Standing behind the window, Zhou Yiliu watched the man's tall and straight back going further and further away through the window paper, clenched his palms slightly, showing a sneer.

"Xiuqin, prepare a pen and paper."

Seeing her inexplicably ferocious expression, Xiuqin's heart tightened.

"Miss, the official said that you are not allowed to copy scriptures anymore, for fear that you will tire yourself..."

Zhou Yiliu rubbed her stomach and smiled cunningly.

"I will write to Mr. Bai and offer a reward."

Xiuqin frowned: "Young lady, do you really believe him?"

Zhou Yiliu smiled, "There was news from the Kunning Hall that Mrs. Cao entered the palace today to announce the good news to the saint, and Miss Cao has it. Miss Cao is so ugly that she can't be bothered, so I asked Mr. Bai to help me, He managed the wild horse-like Young Master Cai submissively, stopped going to the flower house, stopped drinking the flower wine, and stopped listening to the operas in the Goulan tiles, and just circled around Miss Cao all day long..."

She turned her head slowly, "Tell me, how can I wait for such a peerless expert?"