Ninefold Purple

On the head of the Crown Princess is the Empress Dowager, Empress, and Dou Zhao is pregnant. Before the Empress Dowager and Empress have expressed anything, she has given someone to take care of her. ◎◎

The Crown Princess thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's fine, so that you don't feel uncomfortable."

That's how the matter was uncovered.

Not only Song Mo was happy with the good news in the front palace, but the prince was also very happy, he sent someone to ask, and asked the princess to reward the medicinal materials for anti-abortion.

The side hall is beaming. [

The eldest grandson of the emperor, who is a big kid, stared at Dou Zhao's belly and asked Dou Zhao, "Is Mrs. Dou also giving birth to a younger sister?"

Before Dou Zhao could speak, the Crown Princess had already scolded him softly, "Mrs. Dou wants to give birth to a younger brother." As she spoke, she ordered the maid beside her, "Bring some old clothes worn by Shouer to Mrs. Dou." Then he said to Dou Zhao, "I heard that if you put the old clothes worn by a boy under the pillow, you can give birth to a fat boy as you wish. When I was pregnant with Shou'er, I slept with the eldest son of Marquis Changxing on my pillow." Shi Yan's old clothes, you should also try."

It's the Marquis of Changxing Mansion again!

Dou Zhao hurriedly smiled and thanked.

The eldest grandson of the emperor asked the princess curiously: "Why did the concubine mother give birth to a younger sister? Mrs. Dou gave birth to a younger brother?"

The crown princess patiently explained: "Because the mother and concubine already have Shou'er and Fu'er, Mrs. Dou doesn't have such obedient and filial sons as Shou'er and Fu'er!"

The eldest grandson of the emperor seemed to drink a bowl of hot soup in the winter, smiling, happy and at ease.

Dou Zhao pursed his lips and smiled.

The princess said modestly: "This child is just naughty, Madam Dou, don't take it to heart."

Dou Zhao praised the eldest grandson of the emperor: "The eldest grandson of the emperor has a heart full of innocence, how can he be called naughty?"

The princess looked at her son and smiled slightly, the smile was full of doting and love.

The eldest grandson of the emperor hugged his mother's arm and smiled.

Dou Zhao couldn't help thinking of his two sons in his previous life.

The two sons are as old as the eldest grandson of the emperor.It seemed that I had never treated them so tenderly before.Every time her son came to say hello to her, she was either busy settling accounts with the steward or showing the steward mothers that she was not in the mood to talk softly to her two sons, and she always had an expression on her face. ’ Sternly asked them about their homework, reprimanded them a few words, and then asked the nuns to retreat.

The thought flashed, and Dou Zhao's heart stagnated slightly.

Why did I recall those unpleasant experiences in my previous life?

In this life, if she marries Song Mo, she will definitely have a different future!

She couldn't help touching her belly.He smiled in an envious tone that he didn't realize: "I really hope that my child can be as smart and lively as the eldest grandson of the emperor."

Dou Zhao felt from the bottom of his heart that the Crown Princess was very surprised, and the Crown Princess showed a happy smile: "Mrs. Dou is too proud, the eldest grandson of the British government will definitely be a smart and lively child." [

The eldest grandson of the emperor, who was praised, immediately looked at Dou Zhao with a little more smile.

Dou Zhao asked: "Does your mother hope that this birth will give birth to a little princess?"

"Yes!" The princess's smile was full of maternal brilliance, "The daughter is a little padded jacket that fits the mother, and the prince and I can add a little princess!"

But Dou Zhao knew that she had given birth to another son.

The maids in the palace sent off the emperor's eldest grandson.

Dou Zhao chatted with the Crown Princess.It was almost noon.

There are big rules for giving food in the palace, not everyone can bear it.

There are two mother-in-laws on the head of the crown princess, so she doesn't understand this truth.

She brought tea to see off the guests, and saved Dou Zhao from kneeling down.

Dou Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, but still insisted on kneeling down, and was supported by the palace maid out of the side hall.

Song Mo also came out from the front hall, talking with Cui Yijun at the gate of the East Palace.Waiting for Dou Zhao.

When Dou Zhao approached, Cui Yijun stopped the topic, but she still heard the last sentence "I'll leave this matter to the Eldest Son".

She couldn't ask what it was, so she resigned from Cui Yijun with Song Mo.Led by the servants of the East Palace to Xizhimen.

On the way, Song Mo asked her in a low voice: "Are you tired? If so, let's find a place to rest."

Dou Zhao couldn't help chuckling.He whispered: "Can you still find a place to rest in the palace?"

"Of course." Song Mo and Dou Zhao whispered, "My job as the Jinwu Guard is not for nothing!"

Dou Zhao looked at Song Mo with a smile.Whispered: "I'm fine. I just want to go home quickly."

Song Mo didn't say anything more, he held her hand and squeezed it.

The two followed the servant slowly out of the palace and got into their own carriage.

Song Mo immediately hugged her in his arms and said, "Don't bump into anything."

The carriage is no better than a sedan chair, and when it encounters a pothole, the bumps make people very uncomfortable.

Dou Zhao was a little tired after walking for a long time, so Song Mo hugged him. [

Song Mo put his hand on Dou Zhao's belly, and sighed: "I didn't expect that we would really have a baby!"

It was the first time for Dou Zhao to see him with mixed feelings, and he couldn't help but playfully, teasing him: "Why? I don't like it!"

Song Mo patted her butt suddenly, and said, "You opened your eyes again and fooled me with nonsense!"

Dou Zhao was taken aback by Song Mo's frivolous behavior, "Ouch", and stared at him with his eyes.

Song Mo squinted his eyes and smiled, with a jade-like quiet and elegant brilliance on his face.

Dou Zhao couldn't help approaching, until Song Mo's hot breath hit her face, she was shocked to realize what she had done.

She hurriedly backed away and leaned against Song Mo's shoulder, trying to cover up what she had done just now and divert Song Mo's attention: "What did Cui Yijun ask you to do just now?"

Song Mo looked at her crimson ears, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but his voice was as calm as ever: "It's not a big deal, but winter is coming, and his old cold legs are coming out again, so I asked if I could help him find some good ones." A little leather, he needs two knee pads."

Dou Zhao was dumbfounded, and then said after a while: "Could it be that others call him 'Cui Cheap', and his eye holes are too small? It's really an embarrassment to the prince."

She couldn't imagine how Cui Yijun in her previous life escaped from the East Palace by protecting the concubine and the three eldest grandsons, just like she couldn't imagine when Wang Yuan hooked up with King Liao in her previous life and finally escaped unscathed.

It seems that I have to think about the palace change.

Dou Zhao grabbed Song Mo's skirt and tightened it.

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Soon it was the fifth day of November, and the old lady of the Lu family sent a message to Song Yichun through her son Lu Shi: "Mrs. Jing Guogong's birthday banquet, most of the female family members of the Jingdu Guixun's family will go to congratulate her. The Dou family has never experienced this before." For some occasions, let her follow me and the eldest princess to Duke Jing's mansion, and get to know Duke Boqing's wife well."

Song Yichun frowned.

Tao Qi persuaded him again: "Mrs. Jing Guo's birthday banquet, it's unreasonable for Madam not to attend. Not only will it offend Jing Guo's mansion, but it will also offend Mrs. Lu and Princess Ningde..."

Song Yichun ruthlessly threw the invitation card from Duke Jing's mansion on the table.

Tao Qizhong signaled Zeng Wu to put away the invitation and send it to Yi Zhitang.

Dou Zhao got the invitation and discussed with Song Mo, "Can I not go?"

Since Ximai was diagnosed in the East Palace, the child has not yet reached three months.They didn't say anything, they only told their aunt and Zhao Zhangru that the aunt took care of Dou Zhao every day with good food and drink, and Dou Zhao didn't want to move more and more, and went to sleep every day after eating.When I woke up, I would gossip or do needlework with my aunt and Zhao Zhangru.

"It's better to go there." Song Mo smiled and took the yam lily and wolfberry porridge from the servant girl's hand and handed it to Dou Zhao, "It was Mrs. Lu who asked my uncle to tell my father personally, and also brought Ning De Princess."

"I know!" Dou Zhao muttered while drinking the porridge, "I just don't want to move."

That way, like being coquettish.

There was a faint smile in Song Mo's eyes, and he coaxed her: "You went to Duke Jing's mansion and came back. I will play chess with you."

Dou Zhao smiled cheerfully, her eyes were as bright as jewels, shining brilliantly.

Song Mo's heart was instantly filled with tenderness.

He likes Dou Zhao like this, and he likes Dou Zhao who is coquettish with him... He thought of that day in the carriage.Dou Zhao looked at her upright and showed affection for her. He couldn't help caressing Dou Zhao's face lightly, and said with a low and doting voice: "You socialize with them obediently, I'll pick you up then."

Song Mo's words please Dou Zhao.

She giggled.Said: "You don't come here to fool my Mrs. Jing Guogong's birthday banquet. The Duke is of the same generation. You don't have to go to celebrate your birthday. You are a junior, so why don't you go? You coaxed me to come and pick me up."

Song Mo didn't dare to show his face and said authentically: "Let's go and show our faces and leave. I won't send someone to pick you up. Can you get away?"

"Cunning!" Dou Zhao gave him a sidelong glance.

That gaze shone like waves in summer, making Song Mo's heart feel as if a feather had been brushed against him.

"How can you say that I'm cunning?" His naked eyes fell on Dou Zhao's plump breasts, "I'm afraid that your body won't be able to bear it. You're a big fish, you're going to feel uncomfortable again by then."

"My aunt asked me to bring tea leaves to chew in my mouth." Dou Zhao originally wanted to ignore Song Mo's gaze, but his gaze was so scorching and hot that she couldn't stand it, so she couldn't help but coquettishly said, "Are you talking to me?" , where are you looking?"

Song Mo whispered in her ear: "I haven't seen it for a while, so I naturally want to take a look..."

Damn it!

Dou Zhao's face burned, looking at the corners of Song Mo's upturned mouth, her eyes shifted, she squinted at Song Mo and asked softly "Is that so?" Then she bit his ear and unbuttoned his clothes, "Then let you take a look." gone."

Song Mo's face instantly turned red.

Dou Zhao laughed softly.

Song Mo rushed over: "You think I dare not!" He kissed her lips fiercely.

Cheerful laughter echoed in the inner room.

My aunt coughed deliberately from outside: "Shougu, it's getting late, you should rest early! I have to go to the Jingguo Guild to pay my respects tomorrow."

The laughter in the room stopped abruptly.

"Understood." Dou Zhao's calm and indifferent voice came from inside, "I'm going to rest now."

Aunt smiled and went back to the guest room.

There was a burst of laughter like silver bells in the inner room.

Song Mo's limbs were spread wide, and he collapsed on the kang.

Dou Zhao smiled like a flower, lying beside Song Mo.

"Heavenly gift." She kissed Song Mo's cheek, and slowly put her hand into his skirt.

Song Mo grabbed her hand, nodded her nose affectionately, and said softly, "You're having fun!" Then he sat up and said, "Let's rest soon!"

At the beginning, it may be to tease her, but later, the situation is a bit out of order.

Dou Zhao hugged him from behind, leaned on his shoulder and blew hot air into his ear: "You really don't want me to serve you? I just studied that book called 'Flower Camp'..."

Before she could speak, she was pinned down by Song Mo...

In the inner room came Dou Zhao's crisp laughter, and Song Mo's murmurs.

In the night sky in early winter, there are a few stars hanging, like the charming eyes of a beauty, shining with moving brilliance.

Sisters and brothers, post a draft first, and I will correct the typo later.

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