The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 387 This time is an excellent opportunity.

Hearing that Concubine Ning was pregnant, the queen specially prepared a generous gift for Concubine Ning, and asked nearly a dozen eunuchs to carry all kinds of gold, silver, jewellery, silk and satin, and fine jade articles one by one. Into the Bamboo Palace.

It is comparable to the battle of Long Live Lord to listen to Zhugong's reward.

Concubine Ning led all the eunuchs and maids in Tingzhu Palace, and bowed to the queen: "Thank you, empress."

The empress didn't wait for Concubine Ning to bend down, she quickly helped her up: "Your sister is pregnant with an emperor's heir, so you should be careful in everything, so you don't need to salute."

Concubine Ning's figure was already slender and graceful, even if she was about to give birth, her stomach would only protrude in an imperceptible arc.

"I heard that my sister has been very ill recently. This prescription was prescribed by Imperial Physician Gu himself when I was pregnant with Chongjin. My sister can go to the imperial hospital for a test to confirm that the medicine does not conflict with my sister's constitution. You can drink some properly, and you will feel much better."

Concubine Ning took the prescription from the Queen's hand with both hands: "My concubine, I would like to thank the Queen for your concern."

The queen told Concubine Ning to go to the imperial hospital for an appraisal before drinking, which was a rule that was not made clear in the palace.

Concubines in the harem are indispensable to walk around and be familiar with, especially concubines with emperor's heirs, who are very precious. When the queen heard that Concubine Ning was upset, she sent her own prescription. Concubine Ning has had the imperial hospital appraise the authenticity of the prescription, so she has nothing to do with it.

The queen didn't mention the matter of Concubine Ning and Concubine Hua wearing palace maid's clothes and making faces in front of her last time.

Concubine Ning's embarrassment was really severe, it was the same as when she was pregnant with Chacha, she couldn't smell meat, she vomited badly when she smelled it, and even lost her appetite for a day.

So after Vanilla and Fangfang verified the prescription, there was no problem, and the Tai Hospital began to decoct the medicine.

This time Chacha's birthday banquet, the royal family, nobles, civil and military officials will all attend, even the Supreme Emperor and the Empress Dowager will be present in person. As the mother of a country, the Empress is naturally indispensable.

When the queen attends, Wen Yue will definitely follow.

For Wen Yue, this time is an excellent opportunity.

Concubine Hui didn't like to be lively, the birthdays of the princes in the palace, as long as the concubines in the harem didn't want to go, as long as they lied that they were unwell, they could be exempted.

But this time is different. Concubine Hui really wants to attend Chacha's birthday banquet. These days, she is even thinking about what gift to give this little guy.

After changing shifts, Shuangxi sat by the candlelight in the room and carefully embroidered something.

In the entire Yuxiu Palace, or even in Xiufang, apart from the elderly nanny, it is difficult to find another person whose hands are more skillful than Shuangxi.

Shuangxi started embroidering as soon as she came back, because the project was quite a big one, and Shuangxi had been staying up late for several days.

When the overall pattern was finally embroidered, Fuzhen followed Shuangxi's needle position in astonishment, and said in amazement: "Shuangxi, you embroidered these?!"

On the embroidered handkerchief in Shuangxi's hand, a vivid little doll with the word "Fu" embroidered on its chest is sitting on a nimble koi swimming in the ocean, and is holding a baby girl in its hand. Fat face is bigger than birthday peach.

Shuangxi smiled: "It's a gift from me to the little princess."

The maids in the palace couldn't afford the presents given by their salaries throughout the year. The only thing Shuangxi could think of was to use embroidery to send blessings to the little princess.

(End of this chapter)