Nong Hua Makeup

Chapter 206
The wind in Chunxi Palace is very cold, especially when she is alone.

She caressed those tables and chairs, and touched the row of clean ink pens on the desk. The stamped letterhead on the table was not yet ink-inked, and she wrote the letter she wanted to send.

She sat down at the desk, as if she had returned to the time when she first entered the palace decades ago.

She rubbed the ink lightly, watching the ink slowly melt away, as if she was still the same girl in front of her, the girl full of aura and vitality, instead of the withered body dragged down by hatred today.

Stained with ink, he took up a pen and wrote: "Outing in spring, apricot blossoms blowing all over your head. Someone in Moshang is young and full of flair. I plan to marry her and marry her for life. Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed."

Empress Dowager Jiang murmured the last sentence slowly, tears slowly fell from her dry eyes, and landed on the letter paper that had nowhere to send, finally put down the pen, leaned lazily on the stool, took off the jade pendant on her body, Jewelry and hairpins were all given by the Emperor Jin Dynasty, not Changsun Hongyan, not the man who took care of her half his life and gave everything for her. She didn't realize until she died that what she pursued was all in vain. What she really wants has always been by her side, but now that she has lost it, she realizes how precious it is.

"Empress Dowager, the emperor is here." A court lady outside replied softly.

"Please come in." For the first time, Empress Dowager Jiang felt that facing Zhao Huaiyan was such a dilemma. She was not a qualified mother, and she would not be able to do anything to help him until she died.

When Zhao Huaiyan walked in, she saw her sitting behind the desk with all her jewelry off. She looked very clean and peaceful.In this way of her, there is the tranquility in her eyes that was unique to that mother and concubine back then.

He stopped slowly, and the maids retreated wisely, leaving only their mother and son in the room.

Empress Dowager Jiang raised her wet eyes to look at him, and smiled lightly, "Yan'er."

Zhao Huaiyan's palms were slightly tight, she only called herself this way when she was young.

His expression was still indifferent, and he didn't believe that she would change her mind, so he said lightly: "The queen mother called me, why?"

"fine."

"fine?"

"Yes." Empress Dowager Jiang smiled and looked at him tenderly, only to realize that his face seemed to resemble her own, especially the eyes, which were the same as when she was young, but his eyes were more profound and complex.

Seeing his still indifferent look, she only said softly: "I just want to see you, but unfortunately Qi Ye is not here, when you see him in the future, tell him for me, the queen mother is sorry for him."

Zhao Huaiyan's palms became tighter, and she didn't make a sound.

Empress Dowager Jiang looked at him, thinking that she would throw away everything she should have with her own hands, and smiled, covering up all the bitterness.

Zhao Huaiyan is not used to seeing her with such deep maternal love, and she doesn't like it either.

"If the Queen Mother is fine, I'll leave first." After finishing speaking, she turned around and walked out, but the moment she stepped out of the room, she heard her slightly hoarse and trembling voice: "Yan'er, the Queen Mother is also sorry for you." I don't ask you to forgive me in this life, after death...can you forgive my mother?"

Zhao Huaiyan's figure stopped slightly, forgive me?
He never thought about this question, how could she be easily forgiven for all her sins?But if you want to talk about hate, he can't say it, it's not the kind of unforgettable hate, but every time he thinks about it, his limbs and bones feel pain.

He left without saying a word.

The Empress Dowager Jiang looked at his back and smiled slightly, her eyes were filled with endless desolation, or this was her best ending, at least, not dying by his knife.

She looked down at the white jade bottle that she ordered someone to salvage from the river, looked at his leaving back, and finally closed her eyes tiredly.

Hongyan, I'm here to find you...

When the cold wind blows, the last stubborn yellow leaf falls on the branches, falls in the soil, and will eventually turn into dust.

When the news of Queen Mother Jiang's death reached the ears of Zhao Huaiyan and Lin Jinhua, Lin Jinhua was not surprised, but Zhao Huaiyan was surprised. He didn't expect that the omnipotent Queen Mother Jiang would kill her own life, so proud of herself She, who was so beautiful, would actually commit suicide by taking poison to live in this life.

"Huaiyan." Lin Jinhua grabbed Zhao Huaiyan's hand. Zhao Huaiyan's palm was cold. He stepped up from Nuan and looked at Lin Jinhua gently: "I'll leave the matter to others. You should rest well."

Lin Jinhua looked at the sadness hidden in his eyes, and knew that he wanted to vent some emotions alone, so she didn't say much, just nodded obediently, and said: "Huaiyan, I will always be with you."

Zhao Huaiyan raised his hand to caress her face, and finally turned around and left.

Mo Xue watched him leave alone, still feeling uneasy: "Your Majesty, is it really okay for the Emperor to be alone?"

"Huaiyan is not a child anymore, he will take care of it. Besides, he also needs to be alone." After Lin Jinhua finished speaking, she said to Mo Xue, "I will have to work hard on you next."

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the servant will take care of it, and..."

"Your Majesty, the servants will also help."

Before Mo Xue finished speaking, Qiqi's voice came from outside.

Lin Jinhua looked, the three of Mo Feng had already changed into plain clothes and came in.

Lin Jinhua smiled slightly: "From now on, you can no longer call yourself a slave, and you are not allowed to dress like this. The Queen Mother has passed away, and you are all ministers' wives, and Mo Hua is the Seventh Princess. You must wear mourning clothes that conform to the etiquette." Lin Jinhua knew them. But they can't serve themselves for the rest of their lives, they are already married as wives, and what they have to take care of is their own small family.

Mo Feng gritted his teeth slightly: "Servant..."

"Huh? If you call yourself a slave again, I'll send you out of the palace." Lin Jinhua pretended to be serious.

"But empress, you are inconvenient now, and there is only one Mo Xue by your side, how can it be enough?" Mo Yue said worriedly, after all, they were all serving in the past, but now they have changed people, and they are all worried about whether they can serve Well done, especially such a big event as the Queen Mother's death.

But Mo Hua said quietly: "Then Madam, as the minister's wife, can we help you?"

Only then did Lin Jinhua smile, glanced at her approvingly, and said, "No. The affairs of the palace are handled by various departments. If you really want to help me, then tell you men to do your job well."

Mo Hua and the others looked at each other, their faces flushed slightly, but Lin Jinhua insisted again, so they had to give up, and they were all sent back to change clothes.

As soon as they left, Lin Jinhua immediately called the eunuchs and female officials from all over the place, and even the officials from the Ministry of Rituals entered the palace to prepare for the funeral. She didn't have to worry too much about these things, but as a queen, she was the only master in the harem , busy but busy for a while.

Fortunately, the situation in Daqi has stabilized a bit now, so even if you don't have enough energy, you don't have to worry about other accidents.

During these two busy days, Zhao Huaiyan never came back, and Lin Jinhua didn't bother to look for him, and just went about her own business with peace of mind.

Jiu'er and Putao have been very well-behaved these past two days, and they haven't made a fuss at all. Perhaps they don't know what "dead" means or what it means.

In the compartment of the main hall where the coffin was suspended, Lin Jinhua was sitting in it to rest, while Jiu'er was still smiling and said, "Mother, when the imperial grandmother wakes up, Jiu'er will give her hawthorn pills."

Lin Jinhua didn't tell her the truth, but nodded with a smile: "Then don't be greedy, save some for next time."

"Yes." Jiu'er smiled and rolled her eyes, Lin Jinhua only took her and Putao, who was sitting blankly by the side, into her arms, and kissed their small foreheads.

The wives who were sitting with me had been kneeling outside for two days. Seeing this situation, they were busy comforting them, but they just wanted to stay here for a while, so as not to have to go out and kneel again.

Lin Jinhua didn't force it, but there were rules for kneeling, and eunuchs would come in to remind her from time to time.

Mrs. Xu, Xu Zhaozhao and Wang Ruyan came in after most of the wives inside went out.

Seeing that Lin Jinhua's complexion was a little pale, her heart ached.

"Your Majesty, you are still pregnant with Liujia, you must pay attention to your body." Mrs. Xu stepped forward and said.

"Grandmother, mother hasn't slept well for the past few days. The emperor has disappeared, and the emperor and grandmother have been sleeping, and everyone outside is crying." Jiu'er hurriedly got up and ran to her side to hold her hand Puzzled: "What happened to them?"

Putao could vaguely sense something. Seeing Jiu'er going to ask Mrs. Xu, he quietly said to Lin Jinhua: "Brother Xiao Xun said that his mother is dead, and if she dies, she will sleep forever. Buried under the loess, you can never come out. Is the queen mother, the imperial grandmother also like this?"

When Lin Jinhua heard this, first, she lamented that Putao's child had an amazing memory, and second, she couldn't bear him to understand the cruelty of death at such a young age.

She softened her voice and said, "Xiao Xun is only half right."

"half?"

"That's right, although the body of a dead person is buried in the soil, the soul will fly to the sky, become a star, and live forever and ever." Lin Jinhua said cautiously.

Putao heard the words, and some light finally appeared in his eyes: "Really? The emperor's grandmother is not dead, and Xiao Xun's mother is not dead, they went to fill in together. The emperor's grandmother will tell Xiao Xun's mother, Does Brother Xiao Xun miss her very much?"

Lin Jinhua's heart softened, and she nodded with a gentle smile: "Yes."

"Great, I'm going to tell Brother Xiaoxun so that he won't be so sad every day." Putao smiled and jumped off the soft bed, not forgetting to call a few people politely and affectionately, and then left.

After he left, Mrs. Xu leaned over and hugged the little Jiu'er in her arms, sat down on one side, looked at Lin Jinhua, then at Jiu'er, and laughed: "You are exactly like your mother. When your grandmother passed away, she comforted us in the same way. She was still young at that time, and she didn't expect that after so many years, you would grow up and become the mother of a child, but your temperament was exactly like hers. "

Lin Jinhua remembered her mother who was missed after all, and smiled slightly: "I also hope that mother is in the sky."

Mrs. Xu looked at her tenderly, feeling relieved and emotional.

Not long after, Mo Xue reported that King Mu had rushed back alone.

"Where is the person?" Lin Jinhua was extremely surprised. In just three days, how did the eldest grandson Qiye come to the capital from Lituo Island.

"It's just outside the hall." When Mo Xue said that, there was some unbearable eyes.

Lin Jinhua frowned slightly, helped Xiaoling's hand to get up and walked out, but just after arriving in the hall, she saw a man in torn clothes. dripping.

Mo Xue was beside Lin Jinhua, looking at the eldest grandson Qi Ye with messy hair, and said softly: "I heard that it is the Chollima prepared by Lituo Island. King Mu hasn't eaten, drank or slept for three days and three nights. He travels all night and the horse is exhausted." Four horses died, and he just arrived, when he dismounted at the gate of the palace just now, his legs were weak."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jinhua saw that the wives and ladies kneeling below were still discussing in low voices, so she stepped forward and said, "Everyone back down."

"Yes." All the people below agreed, got up and left immediately.

Lin Jinhua also asked someone to take out Jiu'er from the side hall, and she was also about to leave. When the elder Sun Qiye was here alone to accompany the Empress Dowager Jiang, he suddenly heard him hoarsely say: "Amu..."

Lin Jinhua stopped slightly, turned to look at him, only to see him looking sideways at her, with a little gratitude: "Thank you."

"Huaiyan is in the imperial study, and has been shutting himself up for a few days. After you worship, go see him. The Queen Mother has something for you." Lin Jinhua said shallowly.

"Uncle Mu Wang, don't be afraid, the imperial grandmother is going to be a star in the sky."

Jiu'er arrived at Changsun Qiye's side at some point, looked up at him and said.

Grandson Qiye looked at her looking at him innocently, and comforted himself with a childish voice, the bitterness in his heart finally faded.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, mother also said to ask Jiu'er to save the hawthorn pills for the emperor's grandmother. Seeing that uncle is so sad, then Jiu'er will also leave some for the emperor's uncle." Jiu'er smiled sweetly.

The eldest grandson Qiye squatted down halfway, looked into her clear eyes, and finally smiled.

After a while, he finally turned around and said to Lin Jinhua, "I'm going to see Brother Huang."

Seeing that he could think about it, Lin Jinhua also breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately asked Mo Xue to take him there.

On the way there, Mo Xue saw that he had trouble walking, but he gritted his teeth, so she didn't say much, and just said: "When the Queen Mother passed away, she left a poem in Chunxi Palace. .”

"What poem?"

"The concubine intends to marry her body, and she will be divorced for the rest of her life. Even if she is ruthlessly abandoned, she cannot be ashamed." Mo Xue said slowly, raising her head to look at the long palace wall covered in white snow, and at the narrow and endless corridor. , Smiling: "The queen mother is the last to look away."

"This poem..."

"It's for the eldest grandson." Seeing his hesitation, Mo Xue finally smiled and said, "Before the queen mother died, she regretted that she couldn't live with you and the eldest grandson. She is very ashamed of you."

The grandson Qiye didn't make a sound. He had waited decades for this guilt. He had thought that she would never wake up after being so persistent. If you are late, you don't even have the slightest chance to turn around, the only thing you can do is die.

When he walked to the imperial study room, Gao Zhi was guarding outside, as if he knew that he would come, he said softly: "The emperor is waiting for the prince inside."

The eldest grandson Qiye walked in, only to see that the imperial study room was pitch black, and there was only one person sitting alone in the upper seat.

He looked at him and called softly, "Brother Huang."

"I'm back." Zhao Huaiyan said, her voice was a little hoarse, but she just said: "From now on, I don't have to worry about what she will do."

The grandson Qiye could hear the extremely forbearing reluctance in his tone, and finally said: "Brother Huang, do you want to drink?"

"It's been prepared a long time ago." Zhao Huaiyan slowly looked up at him, seeing his mess, slowly got up, sat on the warm couch with him, and Gao Zhi brought the wine that had been warmed a long time ago. The two of them immediately got drunk, and after getting drunk, Zhao Huaiyan was already sitting upright, looking at the eldest grandson Qiye who was lying on the table, and laughed, poured a glass of wine by himself, drank it all, and then got up.

"Brother Huang, where are you going?" Changsun Qiye asked him in a daze.

"I haven't seen Hua'er for a few days, and I miss her." Zhao Huaiyan finished speaking without concealment, and then went out with a smile.

The eldest grandson Qiye looked at his back, which was walking steadily even though he was very drunk, and laughed. He leaned directly on the warm couch, pulled the soft quilt on one side to wrap himself up, looked at the beams, and let his tears flow. Falling down, smiling lightly, covered in the quilt and fell asleep.

After Lin Jinhua returned to the harem, because of the two days of running around, she was a little pregnant, so she drank medicine in the room. When Zhao Huaiyan came back, she smelled of alcohol, but her eyes were very clear.

The maids were also worried that he would hurt Lin Jinhua if he got drunk, but Lin Jinhua just said: "Go and prepare hot water, the emperor will have to wash up and take a bath later."

"Your Majesty, the servants are still with you..."

"It's okay, let's get ready." Lin Jinhua said with a slight smile.

Xiaoling and Xiaolong were still hesitating, but Mo Xue just dragged them away.

As soon as the person left, Zhao Huaiyan took a step forward and hugged Lin Jinhua tightly. He lightly rubbed her head, smelling the fragrance of her forehead, and said with a smile, "Hua'er."

"Ok?"

"It's okay, I just want to call you." Zhao Huaiyan smiled.

The corners of Lin Jinhua's mouth were raised, and he only said, "Go take a bath first..."

"I want to hug you first, Hua'er, do you know how much I love you? In the past and present, you are my life. Without you, maybe I don't want to keep this ruthless thing." Zhao Huaiyan murmured As he muttered, Lin Jinhua also listened to his rare nagging until he fell asleep while talking, then found someone to come in and help him to take a shower and freshen up.

After washing and returning, Lin Jinhua didn't ask anyone to disturb him, and just let him sleep, while she watched by the side, and left all the outside affairs to the palace servants.

When Jiu'er came, he hid outside and saw this situation, finally shook his head.

The little palace maid Xiaoli who was following her was also surprised: "Princess, what's wrong?"

"Father is so old, I still need my mother to accompany me when I sleep, hey." Jiu'er sighed.

Xiaoli: "..."

"Although the servant girl is only ten years old, I also know that the emperor is a good emperor who is wise and mighty. It must be because the empress dowager passed away this time, and I am sad." Xiaoli said.

"Why are you sad, the imperial grandmother just went to the sky to be a star." Jiu'er said innocently.

Xiaoli thought about it, but couldn't find a reason to refute it. This was said by the empress herself.

She scratched her head, still said: "This... I don't know..."

"Stupid Xiaoli, let's go play with Xiao Xun." Jiu'er said with a smile, then turned around and ran out.

Xiaoli quickly followed, for fear that she would fall if she was so reckless.

Soon the two of them arrived at Su Jingxun's yard. At that time, he was standing on the porch in plain clothes teaching Putao to read poems. When he saw them coming, his expression was also indifferent.

"Xiao Xun, Xiao Xun, let's go play." Jiu'er yelled as soon as he came.

"No." Su Jingxun looked at her and said, "The queen mother has passed away, princess, you should not be playful, this is the rule."

Jiu'er blinked at him, then looked at Putao, and said, "Brother, let's go play, Aunt Zhao Zhao is here too, let's go and play with Aunt Zhao Zhao."

Putao was naturally willing, but after thinking about it, he shook his head again: "No, I haven't finished reciting my poem yet."

With a bitter face, Jiu'er angrily walked to the other end of the corridor and lay down on her stomach.

"It would be great if Xiaojing was here, he would definitely play with me..." Jiu'er somehow remembered that Jiang Qijing who had so many new ideas. What a joy to play together!

She was dangling her calf boredly, pulling Xiaoli and thinking of ways to make some noise, but Su Jingxun just watched indifferently, with a smile hidden in the corner of her eyes, still quietly teaching Putao to recite poems and recite lines.

In this way, seven days passed in a flash.

According to the rules, Empress Dowager Jiang was still buried in the Zhao family's imperial mausoleum, but what she really knew was that she was only buried with some clothes. The real corpse had already been taken away by the eldest grandson Qiye to the place where the eldest grandson emperor was buried.

The empress dowager lost everything, and the real waste was waiting to be done. Because of the reconciliation with Beiyan, Daqi's development has sprung up like bamboo shoots after rain, and it has developed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. Beiyan has repeatedly sent requests for marriage Posts came, but they were all rejected by Zhao Huaiyan on the grounds that he would have to serve the national mourning for three years.

So busy, in the blink of an eye, it has arrived in the warm month of May.

In the afternoon, Putao and Jiu'er hurried back from the school. The two of them ran so fast that even Xiao Li and Xiao Xizi behind them couldn't catch up. When they finally reached the door of Lin Jinhua's room, they heard Lin Jinhua cried out in pain.

Jiu'er was frightened and cried in an instant, pulling Mo Xue who was also waiting on the side and crying: "Girl Xue, what happened to mother, did the sister in her stomach cause mother to be like this..."

"This..." Mo Xue shook her head when she saw that she was actually asking this question. Putao was also in a hurry, tears were rolling in her eyes, but she didn't let them fall out, she just waited nervously.

Zhao Huaiyan's heart is now in her throat. She has seen Hua'er give birth before, but she didn't expect it to be so painful.

He looked at her sweating profusely, and couldn't bear to say: "Hua'er, otherwise, there will be no birth..."

"I won't give birth, and I can't hold back." Lin Jinhua didn't know what to say now, wave after wave of pain came, making her feel as if half of her body was numb.

The maid immediately brought ginseng soup to one side to feed her, fearing that she would lose strength for a while.

The midwife is also very anxious. Giving birth is a half-legged step into the gate of hell, but this trip to the gate of hell is especially violent.

Seeing this, Zhao Huaiyan could only hold her hand tightly and yell at the people below: "Hurry up!"

"Yes, yes." The people below were also very nervous. Usually, when it comes to childbirth, there is no man to accompany them, but the emperor not only has to accompany him, but also watches over him, making them even more stressed.

Finally, after suffering like this, Lin Jinhua let out a scream, and felt something slipped out from under her body, followed by the loud cry of the baby.

Lin Jinhua and Zhao Huaiyan naturally thought she was a little princess, because of those dreams and because the imperial doctor had also diagnosed her, but the midwife took a look at the baby and immediately came over with a smile: "Congratulations to the emperor and empress, the prince!"

"Prince?" Lin Jinhua and Zhao Huaiyan looked at each other, and immediately looked at the child who hadn't been washed. The child seemed to feel their gaze, and cried even more fiercely. The midwife hurriedly took her to wash it.

After cleaning, Lin Jinhua also tidied up this room, and Zhao Huaiyan personally carried her to another room to lie down. Not long after, Jiu'er and Putao ran in with small red eyes.

As soon as Jiu'er came, he fell to the side of the bed and said distressedly: "Mother, are you okay, did your sister bully you..."

"It's not my sister..." Lin Jinhua said a few words weakly, just in time to take the baby wrapped in the pink satin cloth she had embroidered by herself, and smiled slightly: "It's my brother."

"Brother?" Putao was startled for a moment, and then looked happily.

Jiu'er also stretched his neck to look, Zhao Huaiyan took it and hugged them.

A little older child seemed to be asleep, obediently closing his eyes and falling asleep.

Jiu'er had never seen such a small child before, he looked at Putao in astonishment, and felt distressed again: "My brother is so pitiful, he is only so young."

Zhao Huaiyan smiled slightly: "Will Jiu'er protect my younger brother in the future?"

"Of course!" Jiu'er said immediately.

"I will too." Putao followed.

Zhao Huaiyan was smiling happily, not a daughter, that dream seemed to be forgotten, and he had already had a premonition that he would have another son.

He turned his head to look at Lin Jinhua who had fallen into a deep sleep without knowing when, and he breathed a sigh of relief, then smiled and said to the two cubs: "Let's go out first, don't disturb your mother and then rest."

"Yeah." The two little ones nodded quickly, and then followed out.

After they left, Lin Jinhua fell into that dream again, but this time, although the dream was still pale, there was a strange gentleness that enveloped her, making her feel at ease and relaxed, like a mother's embrace , to make her feel at ease.

She slowly enjoyed this embrace, until a voice similar to hers came, she couldn't hear what it was, it seemed to be the feeling of saying goodbye, parting forever.

Slowly, the mist in front of her eyes gradually dissipated. She looked at the green grass that began to appear in front of her, the sea of ​​flowers thousands of miles away, the sunshine and white clouds, the gurgling brook, and even when the butterflies flew by in front of her eyes, she could still smell the traces of it. Silky sweet floral fragrance.

Looking at all this, she felt at ease and peaceful in her heart, until she woke up and realized that it was already dawn the next day.

She is no longer the same as before, when she wakes up, she is eager to find Zhao Huaiyan, to find someone to make sure if she is still alive in this life.

She just turned sideways quietly, just as the window was opened a little bit, through the window, she could see the maid cleaning the yard early in the morning, the tea trees in the yard were still green, and the early morning mist fell on the leaves Turning into dew, the sound of the broom sweeping the ground is gentle and full of peaceful life.

The breeze blows, bringing with it the coolness and refreshment of the early morning, it seems to clean up all the troubles in the heart.

Xiaolong came in from the outside and saw her quietly looking out of the window with a smile on her lips, and then said: "Sister Mo Xue said earlier that she would open the window for you, and this servant was worried that you would catch the cold, but now it seems, Sister Mo Xue is right."

Lin Jinhua smiled slightly after hearing this, "Where's the little prince?"

"The little prince is sleeping. The grandma has just fed him. He is very sleepy and doesn't like to cry. It's very worry-free after eating and sleeping." Xiaolong said with a smile.

Lin Jinhua smiled, this child is probably as well-behaved as Jiu Jiu'er when he was a child.

Xiaolong came up to help her half-sit up, fetched hot water to wash her up, and after washing up, said: "Your Majesty is lying down, the emperor has allowed people from the Xu family and the Lin family to visit the palace today. It's getting late."

Lin Jinhua's mood became better and she said, "You don't have to lie down all the time. I know my body well. When I was growing grapes and wine when I was a child, I was fine running around, but I was too cautious and easily got sick."

"Your Majesty, don't say that. If you fall ill during the confinement period, you will suffer in the future. In the past two days, the nuns in the palace have dragged the servants and maidservants to say it many times. Someone wrote down one by one, and organized them into a booklet, and now the Taiyuan Hospital has sent the booklet, and Mother Cui has compiled a booklet for you, so you must be careful." Xiaolong said and laughed , just joking, Xiaoling brought breakfast with Mother Cui.

They are all nutritious and light. Aunt Cui knows Lin Jinhua's usual taste, and she cooks them herself. Although it is light, the color and fragrance are not lacking at all.

"Your Majesty, you can eat some. If it's not suitable, I will do it again." Cui Mama laughed.

"Mommy, you've been busy in the kitchen for a long time, and the empress will definitely like it." Xiaoling smiled on the side.

Lin Jinhua also laughed, asked someone to set up a small table on the bed, and sat on the bed to eat.

Because she drank some ginseng soup after giving birth yesterday, and now she is indeed growling with hunger, because Madam Cui prepared a lot of food, and specially prepared a small dish of salted plums, which was specially prepared by her. Ask someone to go to Fang Bo's house to ask for it.

Sure enough, after tasting only two of them, Lin Jinhua whetted her appetite. She ate up several side dishes, two bowls of porridge, and a cup of chicken soup.

After eating, she sighed, "Uncle Fang's plums are really delicious."

"Yeah, the prince and the little princess also like it very much. They brought them here last night. The food was so sour that I can only drink porridge this morning." Cui Mama suppressed a smile, but Xiaoling and Xiaolong almost She laughed out loud, thinking that Jiu'er, who had always been a glutton, couldn't even bite her favorite venison in the morning, so she burst into tears.

Just thinking about it, grapes and wine came over.

The two of them are dressed in a serious manner today, especially Jiu'er, who is wearing a water-blue skirt with a piece of suet jade in the shape of a little rabbit hanging around his waist, and Putao is wearing a prince's suit, which is very cute.

The two approached and saluted respectfully, and even Jiu'er, who had always escaped, calmed down a lot.

Lin Jinhua still felt strange and went to see Mo Xue.But Mo Xue laughed, and said: "The prince and the princess said that you have to be like a brother and sister, and you can't lose face in front of the little prince."

Lin Jinhua looked at the serious two, and couldn't help but burst out laughing. It happened that the nanny also hugged the little prince who had woken up.

As soon as the little prince came over, the two little ones stretched their necks to look at it, and Jiu'er even stood on tiptoe until the little one was held in Lin Jinhua's arms.

Lin Jinhua looked at the two of them anxiously wanting to come and see, and said with a smile, "Come here."

"Mother, my brother is so young, will he cry when touched?" Jiu'er suddenly asked.

Seeing her narrowing her eyes, Lin Jinhua guessed her thoughts at a glance, and said, "You can only hug your brother when you are older."

Jiu'er and Putao each sighed in their hearts, and then tiptoed closer.

The little prince opened his eyes, just watching curiously, neither crying nor fussing, occasionally making a small sound, and spitting out a few milk bubbles.

"What's your brother's name?" Putao asked.

"I haven't chosen a name yet, what do you think should be called?" Lin Jinhua suddenly asked the two of them.

Putao thought about it seriously, but Jiuer came casually: "Eight-treasure duck? Osmanthus fragrans crisps are also fine, or glutinous rice dumplings, or roast goose and chicken?"

"Hahaha..." Xiaoling and Xiaolong couldn't help it, but Jiu'er didn't care, she just smiled and said to Lin Jinhua, "Why don't you call it Xiao Tang Cake?"

Lin Jinhua almost laughed out loud, the little prince is a boy after all, and when he grows up, if people know that he is called Xiaotanggou, he must not be laughed at to death.

Putao paused, then suddenly said: "Otherwise, I'll just call."

"It's done?" Lin Jinhua thought the word was interesting, so she asked him, "Why?"

Putao looked a little bit shy, but said: "Xiao Xun taught me that I don't know if I know people, and I don't know if I don't know them. I think it's good to know the word."

Lin Jinhua had read this sentence before, but at the time, she only thought it was very Zen-like. Given her state of mind at the time, she didn't pay attention to it. Now that the thousand sails have passed, she realizes that the word "got it" is rare.I don't know what to do, but I have all the troubles, and I don't know if I can let go of everything and nothing will happen.

She smiled slightly, looked at Putao and said, "Then that's his nickname from now on."

Putao laughed happily, but Jiu'er was confused, what's the matter, the sweet cake sounds the best, hum!

It didn't take long before Lin Luzhi and the Xu family came together. They all saluted in a proper manner before sitting down beside him, because Lin Jinhua was the only one in the harem, so there was no need for male relatives to stay. Xu Boshan sat on the side with Lin Luzhi, looked at the child in Lin Jinhua's arms, and asked, "What did you say just now, I heard the laughter inside."

Lin Jinhua laughed, and told about Putao's proposal to name the child just now. Xu Boshan's eyes widened in astonishment: "The prince actually knows this sentence."

"Xiao Xun taught me."

"The prince's memory is also very good, very smart!" Xu Boshan was also praised as a child prodigy since he was a child, but he is not as good as Putao. When he was two years old, he could memorize a few catchy poems by rote. up.

Putao's face was slightly red, but Xu Boshan hurriedly said to Lin Jinhua, "Madam, in the future, I want to teach the prince personally, but I don't know if it's possible?"

"Didn't uncle ask the emperor for instructions a long time ago? It's just that uncle was busy and never came to the palace." Lin Jinhua smiled.

"Yes, I was negligent." Xu Boshan responded with a busy smile, and asked Putao something, but the more he asked, the more he felt that this was a good material to make, and he was as excited as if he had picked up a piece of gold for nothing on the road.

Jiu'er watched from the side, a little confused, is it so important to be able to read?

She quietly tugged at one of Wang Ruyan's sleeves, and said softly: "Auntie, do you know many poems and books?"

"Of course, your aunt is a talented woman who knows everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." Lin Jincheng said directly.

Wang Ruyan blushed slightly, glared at him coquettishly, and said to Jiu'er: "You are still young, don't worry, just learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting in the future."

Although Jiu'er felt comforted, seeing Xu Boshan's joy at Putao's ability to recite poems, and when her mother chose him instead of Xiao Tanggao as her brother's name, she knew that she couldn't do it anymore. Playful and be a cute little princess who doesn't know how to read or write.

Soon, the adults started chatting happily, Jiu'er only silently memorized the poem that Putao said just now, even when Xiaoling brought her pastries, she lost interest and told her seriously: "Don't delay me study."

Xiaoling was taken aback, and hurriedly withdrew while holding back a smile.

Jiu'er memorized it several times, but in the end he didn't figure out what was going on. He just turned his head and decided to follow the one who was still eating his fingers in his swaddling baby. He secretly encouraged himself that as long as he could avoid such a small difference in the future, it would be enough. up.

Just as she was talking, Wang Ruyan suddenly felt sick, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands, and happened to see the salted plums on the side, she took one and put it in her mouth, the discomfort in her stomach went away instantly, but this I have eaten one plum, why do I still have the idea of ​​eating a second one, and it is very strong...

She ate silently by herself, until everyone looked at her, and she blushed instantly, and said awkwardly: "I just want to eat sour food all of a sudden, and my stomach doesn't feel very good..."

"I really want to eat sour food." Xu Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes, and Mrs. Xu hurriedly said happily, "You still feel uncomfortable in your stomach?"

"Yeah..." Seeing how excited they were, Wang Ruyan smiled awkwardly and politely. Lin Jinhua directly beckoned her to her side, easily grabbed her wrist, caught her pulse, and after a long while, she immediately gave orders to the other side. Xiaoling said: "Then prepare more plums and send them to Lin's mansion, prepare some bird's nests and the like, and..." Lin Jinhua ordered Xiaoling to prepare a lot of things, and Wang Ruyan was all over the place. Confounded, Lin Jincheng noticed something, slowly stood up and walked over, suppressing his excitement, and asked Lin Jinhua: "Hua'er, Yan'er, has she already..."

"How is it possible?" Wang Ruyan had long believed that she would not be able to get pregnant again, but Lin Jinhua smiled and said directly: "Yes, Yan'er is pregnant for more than two months, and her pulse is very stable."

When Lin Jinhua said it with such certainty, everyone present became happy, and Wang Ruyan even woke up from the shock, and tears immediately fell down.

Mrs. Xu hurriedly said: "You can't cry, crying during pregnancy is not good for your eyes."

But Wang Ruyan just felt like a dream. Every time she saw the wine and the present one, she was envious. Even at night, she would dream that she was playing with the child in her arms. She thought it was just an unattainable dream. , did not expect to come true!
Seeing how emotional she was, Lin Jinhua quickly winked at Lin Jincheng, Lin Jincheng understood, and immediately took her out.

"That's it, I'm really a little lucky star." Lin Luzhi's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked confused, and finally laughed. It's good that all this is developing in a good direction.

(End of this chapter)