Donggong Zhangjiao

In the evening, Pei Yao took time to come.

Compared with some time ago, he looks very good now.

It really complied with that sentence, people are refreshed on happy occasions.

"Chen and concubine greet the emperor."

Fang Yun is not snuggling up on the bed at this moment, but is sitting on the soft couch by the window doing needlework.

"Sit down, you don't have to be polite." Pei Yao took her by the hand and helped her sit back on the soft bed, glanced at the wire frame on the small tea table, and frowned, "How did you do this, you are weak , and she is going to give birth soon, let the maids do these things."

Seeing Pei Yao's concerned expression, Fang Yun's brows and eyes gently raised the corners of his lips, and he poured a cup of tea and handed it over.

"The concubine usually just lays down and sits. If she doesn't do anything else, people will be too idle. The concubine likes to do some needlework, and the emperor knows it. These are small things that the concubine makes for the baby in her belly. clothes."

"Forget it, since you like it, I can't say anything, it's just one thing, don't tire yourself out."

Pei Yao squeezed her hand with a helpless expression on his face.

Fang Yun smiled, was taken aback for a moment, then took Pei Yao's hand and put it on his stomach, and said softly.

"The emperor touches, the child just moved now."

"Really?" Pei Yao's eyes lit up slightly, and he sat closer.

Sure enough, after a while, he felt the baby's fetal movement through Fang Yun's stomach.

Putting it on ordinary people, it's not a big deal for a child who is about to give birth to move, but Fang Yun was seriously injured during pregnancy, and the child was weak, and fetal movement meant vitality, which naturally made people happy.

So Pei Yao was very happy at this moment, and called the imperial doctor Zeng who was seeing Fang Yun over, and rewarded him a lot.

After dinner, the two of them sat down to eat and talk, and Pei Yao mentioned something.

"I don't have many concubines, but the late emperor has quite a few concubines. It's a waste of time to arrange them now. I asked the empress to clean up a few secluded and remote palaces in the west and tell them to move in."

"It's not a small expense to support these concubines." Fang Yun keenly caught Pei Yao's troubles, and suggested, "Why don't the emperor wait until the filial piety is over and send them out of the palace?"

Pei Yao took a sip of his tea, "I also have this idea, but among the concubines of the late emperor, only Concubine Chen Taigui and Concubine Rui have heirs, and the others are not easy to arrange."

It is worth mentioning that the fifth prince who was born to Emperor Chengjing and his concubine Rui was made King Ning by Pei Yao, and his concubine Zhang was also promoted to the concubine.

It could be seen that Pei Yao was troubled by this matter, Fang Yun thought about it, and then said softly.

"The late emperor built two palaces during his lifetime, one of which is next to the Hande Temple. I heard that there are concubines from the harem who were monks in this temple, so they can be accommodated."

When she reminded her, Pei Yao immediately remembered.

"Yes, in Hande Temple, some concubines who are willing to practice on behalf of Fafa or accept Buddhism can live there. Others who don't want to understand Buddhism can also be placed in that palace. It's not bad."

Hearing this, Fang Jun raised the corners of his lips.

"It's still the emperor's thoughtful thinking. The concubine only thought of sending a few concubines who are willing to pay respects to the Buddha."

But Pei Yao said, "You are smart, why didn't you think of this, and you are trying to please me."

"Your Majesty, just praise your courtiers and concubines, and your concubines' tails should go up to the sky." Fang Yun raised his brows lightly, and there was a hint of cunning in his beautiful eyes.

Since she was recuperating, Pei Yao seldom teased and laughed with her like this, and it was getting late now, so he didn't want to leave.

But there are rules in the palace, three months of filial piety have not yet passed, breaking the rules is criticized.

After explaining a few more words, he got up and left.

It was late, and I was afraid of delaying Fang Yun's rest.

However, he hadn't slept until dawn. In the early hours of the morning, Yuan He came to deliver a message, saying that Fang Yun had activated it.

Pei Yao sat up startled, quickly put on his clothes and rushed to Yuzhang Palace.

The same is true for the Queen, who came in a hurry from the Jiaofang Palace.

Even Concubine Chen Taigui and Concubine Rui were alarmed, and they rushed over to take care of him.

"Why didn't I hear the voice, is Concubine Zhao okay?" Pei Yao anxiously looked inside the door.

Yuan He hurriedly replied, "Back to the emperor, the midwife said that she was afraid that the mother would speak nonsense in pain, and she was biting a cork in her mouth."

After hearing this, Pei Yao frowned even more.

After all, he still remembers the last time Yang fell and gave birth prematurely, and screamed so badly, so he was worried that Fang Yun, who was weak, couldn't bear it.

"Your majesty, my concubine looks calm when she sees the imperial doctor and the midwife coming in and out. I think there is nothing serious about it. You might as well go to the side hall and wait. It is good for the concubine to stay here." The queen suggested.

Pei Yao waved his hand without thinking, "No need, Concubine Zhao is weak, I'll just wait here, if there's any situation, I'll take care of it better."

Seeing that he was stubborn, the queen didn't persuade him any more, but asked Yuan He to move some chairs for Pei Yao and the concubines to sit and wait.

In the house, Fang Yun was also in pain, but the most important thing was not the pain, but her lack of strength.

This is probably the malady of physical weakness and blood loss. I can't feel it normally, but at this time it is obviously worse.

Fortunately, Imperial Physician Zeng knew her physique very well, and Guo Yuanpan was sitting in the town together, and soon prescribed a midwifery prescription, which Fang Yun took.

Surviving a catastrophe will bring blessings. The mother and child have already suffered a lot, but this time it went smoothly. An hour later, when the sky was about to brighten, the people outside the door finally heard the cry of the baby.

Although the voice was not loud, it was still a symbol of life, and it still touched Pei Yao's heart.

This child is really hard to come by.

Not long after, Qing Rong quickly came out of the house with a smile all over her face.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty gave birth to a little prince!"

"Okay, okay." Pei Yao got up immediately and was about to go to the delivery room, "Where is Concubine Zhao?"

Qingrong hurriedly moved to stop her, "Don't worry, your majesty, your empress is fine, too. Doctor Zeng is taking care of her, and the inside is still bloody and dirty. Your majesty is not like the empress empress and the concubines, first move to the side hall and sit down for a while." For a while, wait for the empress and the little prince to clean up before we can meet again."

Hearing that Fang Yun was fine, Pei Yao was really relieved.

Everyone followed Yuan He to the side hall and sat down.

Even though it was the filial piety period, the people present here were all on the same boat and had no affection for the dead Emperor Chengjing, so they congratulated him without any scruples.

About half an hour later, Yan Wei came to send a message, saying that after packing up, everyone got up and went to the main hall to visit Fang Yun and the child.

When he entered the room, he saw Fang Yun wearing plain white clothes, lying on his side on the bed, his complexion was weak and pale, and he was so haggard that it made people feel distressed.

And in her arms was a swaddling baby with a blue background and a silver border.

"Your Majesty." Fang Yun raised his eyes when he heard the movement.

Pei Yao approached quickly, looked at her who was weak, and then at the thin child in the swaddling baby, feeling guilty in his heart.

If nothing happened, what he should have seen at this time was a fat and white boy.

But right now.
Worried about affecting Fang Yun's mood, Pei Yao quickly suppressed the turbulent thoughts in his heart, showing a gentle smile on his face.

He leaned over and gently brushed the broken hair on Fang Yun's cheeks behind her.

"Thanks a lot."

Fang Yun shook his head lightly, his eyes were full of soft light, "The imperial doctor said that the child is fine for the time being, and the concubine has been afraid for many days, but now I can feel at ease for the time being."