Chapter 122: : Subsidiary Insurance 2

There are also people who are not ashamed of Yin Ge Cang ’s actions, and only think that such wicked kings are blamed for their undead.
The opinions of the two factions have made Yinqi Cang the harem. In addition to Xuanyuanyu, the court ladies also talked about the characters, and these talks also spread to Xiyan's ears in various ways.
Is he really a man who has arrived in such a field?
She knew that he was not.
However, on the night of the Tianchang Festival, when he and the feast, he gaffeed and improvised to occupy a dancer in the harem.
This kind of abnormal behavior finally let Xuanyuan give a verbal speech. In the future, there will be an official banquet, and Yuanxi will not have to attend.
She thought, this is what he wanted.
Not attending any official banquet made everyone think that he was addicted to and could not extricate himself.
However, she clearly knew that Elder Feng was not like this.
All in all, it is completely broken.
Break it for her.
And she, lying on the bed like this, listened to the gossip that these maidens offered her to pass the boring time.
Listen quietly, as always, lie quietly on the couch.
Every day, the queen mother will come to visit her after lunch. This is a great honor in the harem. In addition, because of the queen ’s decency, no one will set foot in the palace of this day. .
Including Xuan Yuanyu, even if he is not bound by that decree, he has never seen her again.
Except for the sixth day of October, the night of Tianchang Festival, Gonggong Lee sent a bowl of birthday noodles. She and he lived in the same house, but, like the air, they could not see it or touch it.
Of course, it is indispensable.
She took a bite of the bowl of noodles. In this bite, she didn't bite off a noodle, even if she didn't taste any taste, she just prayed for it.
Yes, pray.
Regardless of the future, she hopes that Xuanyuan Yuyong will be able to accept the admiration of all people and the obedience of the six departments of the three provinces in the past.
After thirteen years in throne, his achievements are enough to make him a wise prince in the historical records of the Sun Dynasty.
Therefore, there must be a better woman who loves him and deserves his love.
His heart is still complete, this complete, should be set off with perfection, is the best.
At this point, her eyes were inexplicable.
The remaining noodles can no longer be used.
On the night of the Tianchang Festival, he didn't seem to recruit any concubines, and she did not sleep well.
Waking up in the middle of the night, there was a dark shadow on the other side of the hall door, but when she stared again, she seemed to have nothing.
Is it a nightmare?
If so, how good should it be?
Days passed by and she lay in bed every day. She felt that if she continued like this, her legs must be useless. However, when Zhang Yuanzheng came to ask for a safe pulse, she also said that her fetal appearance was still not stable and she was not allowed to stay.
To the greatest extent, she can only sit on the couch with Jin quilt, just like now, beside the red date lotus served by Li Qiu.
"Niangniang, this is what Yuan Yuanjuan specifically ordered the pantry to do. It is excellent for nourishing qi and blood."
Nourishing qi and blood, she hasn't seen red for a long time, where else needs tonic?
"Leave it on." She didn't want to use it, and asked lightly, "Bring to the Princess."
"Ma'am, the slave-servant just gave the princess another bowl just now, but the queen-maiden was there, and the slave-servant did not dare to go in and disturb."
"Oh?"
According to Zhang Yuanzheng's instructions, Xi Yan would take a nap after finishing lunch every day. Naturally, she was not accompanied by Chen Yuan.
I only mentioned it today, but I did not think that the queen was in the side yard.
"I heard that it was the Queen Mother who asked the Princess to teach her to embroider the Baizi purse.
Xi Yan nodded his head and resumed:
"Since the queen is here, you can hold another bowl of red dates and sweet soup."
"The slave-maid has ordered people to send the lotus soup to the past. The queen has never liked sweet food."
"Really?" Xi Yan looked at the bowl of red date soup.
It should be very sweet. You can taste the sweetness. In fact, she is very happy, but she has lost her sense of taste for a long time.
Soon, the sense of smell will also be lost.
Before the poisonous death, will all senses gradually lose?
Well, she hopes that the vision can stay longer and longer.
Let her be able to remember his appearance before being blind.
In mind.
In this way, even if the rest of her life is dark, she will not be afraid.
Therefore, she hopes that blindness can only happen after he has fulfilled his promise and returned to Miaoshui.
Then, the bond with him will end.
She will be in Wang Ting, quietly watching the children grow up, quietly waiting for the call of death.
After all, this child is not his bones and blood. She can't just think about the child's future and forget that he will feel more pain every time he sees the child.
It turned out that when he returned to the Xun Palace at that time, she was still selfish.
Because, this, maybe this life, the last day with him.
Yeah, even if it's not relative.
At least, she can breathe under the same sky with him, which in itself is the greatest happiness.
It turned out that he had entered her heart early.
Unfortunately, it happened at the wrong time.
Unable to pay and irrecoverable.
She leaned on the bed and suddenly heard the sound of someone running hurriedly on the corridor outside the hall.
Has anything happened?
No matter how big the matter was, it was no longer important to her.
She went to sleep wearily, and when she was having dinner, Liqiu brought a message.
Zhou Zhaoyi is pregnant.
Suddenly, it was also expected.
Because, two days after the arrival of the Xun Palace, it was Zhou Zhaoyi who was sleeping in bed, and she had also given birth to a princess for Xuanyuan before, and she was pregnant again, which is not an accident.
However, Xi Yan's hand was still stagnant.
It's been a month, yeah, it's been a month.
Seeing that the autumn meaning in November, Xiao Sede, people can not ignore.
"Yan'er, why use so little?" Chen Yuan's voice sounded beside him, and Fang interrupted Xi Yan's stunnedness.
"Did you finish the meal?"
Even if it is the mother and daughter, due to the palace rules, the daily meals of Xi Yan and Chen Yuan are also used separately. After the daily meal, Chen Yuan will go to the side hall to accompany Xi Yan to talk and return to the side courtyard to rest.
Today, nature is no exception.
"Yeah, if you use so little, how can you get rid of your body?"
"Well, there was just a nausea just now, and it's much better now." Saying these words in disguise, Xi Yan picked up the chopsticks and set aside a piece of braised fish with clean fish bones in her dish.
Fish, I still remember, he was eating fish, but he said that the fish soup was better.
There was a faint smile on her lips. Her chopsticks picked up the piece of fish and tasted it slowly. Even if she couldn't taste it, she suddenly felt that the fish must be delicious.
Because, that thought in my heart started.
Chen Yuan watched lovingly as Xi Yan used up most of the fish. After Li Qiu waited for her to use her mouthwash, she said:
"Yan'er, this is the emperor's Baizi purse embroidered by Yan Emperor for three days. Yan'er hangs it on the bedside, and he will surely be safe for the fetus in his belly."
Chen Yuan held a hundred-dollar purse in his hand, a fine satin, and silk thread from the tribute of Fan Bang. Under the candlelight, there was an unforgettable glory.
Xi Yan took it from Chen Yuan with a smile. In this connection, Chen Yuan's hand shrank, but only shrunk. She put the purse into Xi Yan's palm again:
"Here, this pattern was chosen by me, but it suits Yan'er's heart?"
"My mother's choice is naturally to my liking." Xi Yan took the purse in her palm and looked at it carefully. "Huh, what is inside this purse?"
The purse in the palm of your hand is bulging. Obviously the purse is full of stuff.
Chen Yuan ’s hand was overlaid on Xi Yan ’s, preventing her from opening her purse:
"Here are the fruits of hundreds of fruits. In this way, the meaning of Baizi can't be opened casually."
"There are still these rules, hehe, I don't know anymore, thank you mother."
"This is embroidered by the queen for you, and you have to thank the queen."
"After Yan'er can get out of bed, go to Luanfeng Palace to thank the empress queen."
Xi Yan handed Baizi purse to Liqiu:
"Hang on the bed."
"promise."
Baizi purse has a faint fragrance.
Very light, very light, can't tell what it tastes like.
However, it smells good.
When Li Qiu took the purse, he frowned, and the fragrance was mixed with the taste of some fruits, which made people feel a little dizzy.
However, it was sent by the princess herself, and embroidered by the queen. The drunk concubine all told her that she could only hang it on the hook next to the bed with the tent tied.
There are long tassels under the Baizi purse, and these tassels lie still on the bed, and Yan Yan stretches out her slender fingertips and gently brushes those tassels. There seemed to be something that slipped over like this, and when I closed it, I couldn't hold it anymore.
Chen Yuan condensed Xi Yan and suddenly said:
"Yan'er, no matter what time, I'm doing it for you."
Xi Yan froze for a moment, withdrew her hand that brushed the thread, smiled, and leaned into Chen Yuan's arms sitting on the couch:
"Of course I know that my mother is good to me."
Chen Yuan's hand embraced Xi Yan, patting her shoulder like she was a child:
"Some things are not the appearance that Yan Er sees. In this palace, there are too many empathy of power and desire. What the mother wants is always the safety of my Yan Er. Peace is good ..."
With this sentence, Xi Yan snuggled in Chen Yuan's arms, and owed a little, and immediately, Chen Yuan still snuggled tighter.
Even if Chen Yuan ’s words tonight are a little weird, perhaps, it is because she has been lying in bed for too long, and her mood is depressed.
In the hall, as time went by, the fragrance gradually merged with the air, gradually faded away, and could no longer be true.
Baizi purse, lingering in front of the couch, it is a different kind of scenery.
On top of it, embroidered Baizi's embroidered figure with extremely thin stitches is very festive and harmonious, but with the redness of the candle shadow, the Baizi purse is on the snow-colored wall, leaving a thick Unshakable shadow.
These shadows, six days later, on November 10th, the thirteenth year of Xun Guotianyong, when the first snow fell, finally revealed its opening.
At that time, in the harem, in addition to Zhou Zhaoyi's Xihuai Longsi, there were two lower-ranking beauties, two royal ladies and a maiden who bore Longsi.
These good news have not been frequent in Xuanyuan's 13 years of enthronement.
However, with these good news coming, Xuan Yuanyu stopped turning the jade plate and rested alone in Tianzhang Palace.
Tonight, the snow was heavy, and the scenery outside the main hall of the Tianzhao Palace was stained with bright white crystals.
Inside the hall, silver carbon was gathered, even if it was half open, it was still warm.
Xuanyuan stood in front of the window, and the window was slightly open. Occasionally, a few snowflakes fell into the temple and fell on his golden jacket, but he did not let him close the window.
In other words, his eyes have always stayed somewhere, never left.
When the window was closed, there was nowhere to stay.
What does it matter for a little cold?
There was a commotion from outside the hall, and he didn't turn around, until the steps came closer and closer to him, Fang Lue turned sideways, bowed, and said:
"See Mother."
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