Chapter 142: The selfish emperor (16)

After Song Wan became pregnant, she was more lethargic than before. At this time, she was lying on the beauty couch, but she was not half sleepy. Her heart was restless and she looked at the door from time to time. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: www.sto123.cc
Hearing the footsteps approaching, he sat up.
Qing He trot in and shook her head gently at her.
"Have you not given birth yet?" Song Wan was full of sorrow, and her eyebrows were twisted. "How many hours have you given birth?"
Today's younger brother, Mrs. Song Zhuo, gave birth, and has not given birth safely from the start of the morning.
"It may take a long time to hear the news that the second youngest wife is the first child, so it must be difficult to give birth." Qinghe stepped forward to help her, and said with relief, "Mom is too worried, do you want to take a nap? Ji people have their own celestial looks, and maybe they will come to announce the good news in a while."
"My palace can't sleep, just wait." Song Wan walked to the table and sat down and looked at her again. "The emperor gave a thousand-year-old ginseng last time. Please send someone to the Hou Mansion soon."
"Yes." Qing He replied.
"Remember to tell this palace in some cases."
"The servant girl knows."
Qinghe replied and stepped back. Yu Guang looked at Song Wan who was anxious, and sighed in his heart. Even if there was a situation, they didn't dare to say. The empress is pregnant, if she has a sense of fear, how can it be? it is good?
Mrs. Song also took this into consideration, and tried her best not to send someone over.
In the evening, when Mrs. Song Er Shao, who had been waiting for a day, had not given birth, Song Wan sat and waited for a day. Needless to say, the fear in her heart rose.
I felt uneasy for the first time when I touched my lower abdomen.
"No news yet?" Song Wan asked Qinghe again.
Qing He shook his head, and then said, "Why don't you eat some food first? If you don't eat it, the little master will eat it too."
Speaking of the fetus in her abdomen, Song Wan had more worries and whispered, "Send a meal."
"Yes."
Qinghe let people bring the meal.
Since Song Wan became pregnant, and the emperor often came to Jingyang Palace to eat, the food has become richer. Ji Huai has also set aside a dining room to prepare her meals.
Dishes were delivered one by one.
Brine tenderloin, milk-flavored horseshoe, hare in sauce, Babao chicken shreds, crystal shrimp dumplings, jade jade and mung bean soup...
The rich dishes were placed in front of Song Wan. She lifted the chopsticks, but did not have half appetite. After eating two bites, her heart was dull, and the fetus in her belly also made trouble for her.
Nausea and vomiting, boring.
Qinghe was anxious as she watched from the side, "Manny, use more. If it doesn't suit your appetite, the slave and maid ask the dining room to make more. What does the maid want to eat?"
Song Wan thought about what she liked to eat since she was a child, but she had no appetite.
She also didn't want to sit, stand up and walk out, "Forget it, my palace is going to the emperor."
Qinghe hurriedly followed, and sighed in her heart. The empress did not see the emperor the next day, so she must run to the imperial study room. There are many miracles, and they are not as good as the emperor.
With Qiu He holding the lamp in front of him, Song Wan was still afraid of disturbing the emperor's handling of government affairs, saying, "Will the emperor be disturbed by going to the palace now?"
"You don't need to worry about your empress, you'll know when you go. Excuse me, I will see the emperor come back. The emperor will not be angry with the empress." Qiu He answered softly.
Hearing this, Song Wan relaxed a little, "Yes, if the emperor is busy, the palace will come back, I don't know if the emperor has eaten."
She was pregnant, and she was more careful than ever, and at night, her slave and maid let her watch the way carefully.
It was getting late now, she didn't need to walk, took a shortcut, and only needed to go around the back garden to reach the Imperial Study Room.
When approaching the rockery, a person suddenly appeared in front of him. Song Wan and the others were startled. They were also in a hurry, their eyes dodged, and they hurriedly saluted, "I have seen the imperial concubine."
Song Wan looked behind her, "Why is Zhang Cairen here alone?"
"The concubine is in a bad mood today. I didn't want a maid to follow. I came here to see the night scene by myself. Only when I met a cat, I was shocked by my concubine. I hope the concubine empress will forgive me." Zhang Cairen finished, and asked again. "Is the noble concubine going to find the emperor?"
"It's still more dangerous to be alone. It's best to let someone follow her next time." Song Wan didn't answer her last question. Zhang Cairen often came to her to please her recently. Whenever she was going to see the emperor, the other party would always follow.
The concubines in the palace, one by one, will show affection to her and draw closer relations.
It's not how popular she is, but she is pregnant and cannot serve the emperor. Everyone wants to appear in front of the emperor a few more times in order to gain grace.
She was right, but she still tasted.
However, to her surprise, Zhang Cairen didn't pester her this time. Instead, he said, "It's getting late. If you want to find the emperor, please go soon."
It was too dark, Song Wan couldn't see the look on her face, and the other party kept her head down again and stepped aside.
"You should also go back earlier. It is not safe to be blinded by a black lamp." Song Wan walked forward without thinking about it.
Seeing her walking away, Zhang Cairen slowly let go of his hands holding the sleeves, and his palms were sweaty.
Outside the Imperial Study Room.
Duke Yuanhai saw Song Wan from afar and hurried to meet him.
The emperor was right. The palace seemed to be a bit lively. The imperial concubine, the imperial concubine, came to the study room frequently since she was pregnant, but she did not mess around, but she came frequently during lunch and dinner, and sometimes the emperor couldn’t bear her coming. , And went to Jingyang Palace to accompany her for a while.
Moreover, the imperial concubine was pregnant for a few days, and the emperor did not flop at night, except for staying in the royal study room for one day, she also went to accompany her for the other days.
So spoiled, don't cling to talents.
Isn't the emperor used to it?
"The minion has seen the imperial concubine and empress." Duke Yuanhai squinted and bowed.
"The emperor is busy?" Song Wan asked in a low voice.
"The imperial concubine came at the right time, Master Chen left early, and the emperor has not eaten, and can rest for two quarters of an hour." Father Yuanhai returned, followed Song Wan back, and opened the door for her.
Song Wan entered the imperial study room. Ji Huai was sitting at the desk with her eyebrows in deep thought. Seeing her coming, she retracted her thoughts and said, "When did you come?"
"The concubine just arrived." Song Wan moved forward with small steps. She was still pregnant with a young month and she was still graceful. She walked to the desk and stood beside him.
"Are you available for food?" Ji Huai turned sideways, stretched out her hand to wrap her waist, Song Wan sat in his arms, raised her hand to wrap his neck, and said softly, "I don't have an appetite for food, so I came to the emperor. Up."
Ji Huai smiled, "I am not a meal, have you coaxed me again?"
"When I see the emperor, my appetite will be better." She groaned. "The concubine does not coax the emperor."
Ji Huai asked the outsiders to pass the meal and looked at her, "I know what you are worried about, and I have sent the imperial physician to the Hou Mansion. Madam Song Er Shao must be fine. Just relax."
"Does the emperor know this?" She had never actively mentioned the Hou Mansion in front of him. She was afraid of saying something wrong, and she might have been unhelpful.
"Ziqi goes to the battlefield, and I will definitely keep his wife and children safe, so that he can stop his worries and protect his family and the country with peace of mind." Ji Huai said slowly.
Song Wan heard him say this, her heart was sour, her misty eyes looked at him, desperately suppressing her emotions, her voice was still a little trembling, "The concubine hasn't heard from him for a long time. I wonder if he is doing well. ?"
"The conditions in the barracks are difficult, but Ziqi has never been afraid of hardship, and his concubine is not worried. In addition, the soldiers under General Yin are brave and good at fighting, and the emperor is behind, and he will definitely defeat the Xiongnu."
Song Ziqi is her younger brother. He is only eighteen this year. He has just married his wife and can't stand by her side during her birth, so she has to go to the battlefield. There is no eye on the battlefield. How can one not worry?
Last time, after Yubi had said it, she was anxious and sent someone to inquire, but she couldn't find out anything. However, if there is no news, it is the best news, indicating that everything is okay and there is no bad news.
"If you want to know about him, just tell me with a brave face." Ji Huai stretched out his hand and took out an envelope from the side of the memorial. "Only General Yin sent an urgent letter today."
Song Wan's eyes lit up, and Yu Guang kept looking at his hand.
Mrs. Song told her that she can’t interfere with Song family affairs, but is it not an interference to care about her brother? If she really broke with her family, how cruel would she be?
"It's so generous." Ji Huai took the letter out in front of her and placed it in front of her.
"Can I see my concubine?" Song Wan was flattered, but she was happy.
"Why not?" he asked back.
She still didn't dare to look openly. The urgent letter involved government affairs, so she said, "The concubine doesn't understand this, the emperor talks to the concubine."
Ji Huai put his arm around her in another hand, put the letter in front, and Song Wan could see it when she looked up.
General Yin talked about the current situation in the army and sent troops if he wanted to. Not only would he expel the Xiongnu, he had to go all the way north to teach the other side a vicious lesson and retake the land that the first emperor had abandoned.
"In recent years, the Huns have frequently caused troubles, hurt the people, and seized the territory. The first emperor took peace as the most important thing. The war was costing people and money. It made the other party more unscrupulous. I felt that my court was a coward. The general is in command, and Sheng Ziqi is the third-rank car-riding general, and he will be the deputy commander. This time, he will fight to the end." Ji Huai said calmly.
Song Wan knew that her brother had shown loyalty to protect the An Hou Mansion and invited him to expedition. He never thought that the emperor would appoint him, and he was deeply moved.
Happy on the one hand, worry on the other.
Ji Huai seemed to see what she was thinking, and said with relief, "Ai Concubine does not need to worry too much. Although Ziqi is young, he is resourceful and good at layout. When he returns in triumph, I will definitely reward him."
"The concubine thanked the emperor for Ziqi, but to share the worries for the emperor is what Ziqi should do." She finally bowed her eyebrows, the emperor said so, is she no longer too jealous of Ning'an Houfu?
It is not a bad thing to hand over the power of troops to ensure safety, and the father can better serve the country.
The father-in-law of Yuanhai led the servants and maidservants to bring in the meal. At the same time, he brought in news that Song Ziqi’s wife Liu had given birth to a child safely.
Before Song Wan spoke, Ji Huai said, "Send someone to send some tonics to express my congratulations to Mrs. Song and the second young lady for me and the noble concubine."
"Yes." Duke Yuanhai retired.
"Xie Huang," Song Wan looked at him and couldn't help but smile.
"Now relax?" Ji Huaila sat down on one side, "If you relax, use more."
"Yeah." She nodded heavily, remembered something, bit her lip, "Where will the emperor go to rest today?"
He took the conversation casually, gave her a meatball, "Go back with you."
Song Wan suddenly opened her eyes and smiled, "The concubine is waiting for the emperor to handle government affairs."
She has her own selfishness, and wants to take more weight in his heart, and more weight.
Ning'an Hou Mansion.
Mrs. Song was sincerely afraid to come out to receive her. Seeing the delicacies from the mountains and seas, she quickly congratulated her.
"Our house is also under the orders of the emperor and the imperial concubine. Once the things are delivered, our house will go back." Yuanhai said.
Mrs. Song took the purse handed by the maid, and stepped forward and stuffed it into the hands of Father Yuanhai, "The father-in-law has been working so hard to travel a long way. This is a little care."
"Mrs. Song is polite." Although Duke Yuanhai said so, he did not shirk.
Mrs. Song hesitated for a while, smiled and spoke again, "The imperial concubine has just become pregnant, and I don't know what to do. As a mother, she is very concerned about her. She made some sour plum cakes at home and wanted to trouble her father-in-law to bring it back to the imperial concubine. "
After the emperor took over the military power, there was no major action. Song Wan was pregnant right now. To be honest, she was worried when she first learned about it. She didn't know what the fate of this child was. Later, when she was named a noble concubine, she relaxed a little.
After all, the daughter has some holy favorites, and it is enough to have a child next to her as a concubine.
Staying safe and secure, if you give birth to a prince, you will have a place to return to the prince, divide the land, and follow the children.
"Mrs. Song knows about the empress. The empress has a poor appetite today. The emperor said that if the lady is free, she will often go to the palace to accompany the empress, otherwise, the imperial concubine and empress will all go to toss the emperor." it is good.
However, no matter how much toss, the emperor will also write.
Mrs. Song was startled at first, then nodded and agreed.
Sending off her father-in-law, she was uneasy and did not know what to do, and her thoughts were also chaotic. She couldn't figure out what the emperor meant. How could she dare to mess around?
A son is still on the battlefield, a daughter is in the palace, and her husband is in a delicate position in the court. She is a woman who dare not enter the palace at will for fear of trouble.
The concubine Xian and the jade concubine are confined, and the concubine in the palace has a lot of peace. Zhang Cairen, who used to visit Song Wan to ask for peace, has not been close to her deliberately.
Song Wan was clean, she was bored.
Since she became pregnant, the emperor has not recruited other concubines to attend the bed. Although the other concubines are dissatisfied, no one is in charge. If they are not in Jingyang Palace, they will rest in the royal study room.
Song Wan had a feeling that she was monopolizing the emperor, but the emperor had never been greedy, and only came to her room two or three times a month. In addition to the busy state affairs, she might not be thinking about it.
When people are bored, she will go to Jihuai, although in her cognition, she has been very restrained, at most two times a day, not too much, not crying and not making trouble.
He followed, and she changed unknowingly.
Song Ziqi's son gave a banquet on the full moon, Song Wan and Ji Huai raised a mouth, and wanted to go back, he agreed.
That day, he took her back with her.
Knowing that the emperor had arrived, he was so frightened that Ning'an Hou’s mansion had been re-arranged a few times inside and outside, and the people who invited it all considered it again and again, lest there be mistakes.
It's that day.
Everyone in the Hou Mansion came out to greet him. Ji Huai was nothing but a light blue uniform with a jade crown on her head. Song Wan was wearing a light green and silver-patterned long skirt with three thousand green silks, beautiful eyebrows like Dai, and a pair of phoenix eyes. Happy.
The world is well-known, and the concubine Song has been honored and favored continuously, but the Song family is very sober. Now even if Song Wan is pregnant with a child, whether to stay or not is between the emperor's thoughts.
As an emperor, cold-blooded and merciless, the so-called grace is nothing but ethereal.
Mrs. Song still remembers leaving the palace that day. Her stiff face and flushed eyes made her feel like a knife cut. At this time, looking at her daughter, Song Wan smiled happily when she saw her bend her eyes.
"mother."
"The imperial concubine empress." Mrs. Song saluted and was lifted up by her.
"The emperor, please." Ning Anhou walked ahead, leading Ji Huai.
"Wan'er." Ji Huai stretched out her hand to hold her hand, Song Wan naturally stretched her hand over, holding the back of his hand with the other hand, carrying the shyness of her daughter's family.
Mrs. Song sighed.
In the world, love is the most unhappy, especially with the emperor. Her daughter is a kind of infatuation. At the beginning, she married into the Prince's Mansion without hesitation. There are thousands of men in the world. Ning'an Hou's daughter is more than enough, so she gave birth to her. Just fancy the prince.
Everything is fate.
Taking advantage of the banquet, Mrs. Song and Song Wan met alone. Song Wan hadn’t seen her mother for a long time, so she stepped forward and held her hand. She was a little coquettish,
My sister-in-law gave birth to a child, so my mother ignored me, right? I can't spare any time."
"My home is busy, I have always sent people to bring food in." Madam Song returned.
"Mother is making an excuse. Fortunately, the emperor has come back with me." When Song Wan talked about Ji Huai, her eyes were bright and her smile deepened.
When Mrs. Song heard this, she looked at her, and said, "You have committed your tossing problem again, Wan'er, don't be self-willed. The emperor has everything to do with everything. How can there be such a waste of time?"
"The emperor said it would be fine." She replied.
But just to talk about it, the emperor promised her and treated her very well.
"I didn't tell you that you shouldn't be involved with the Hou Mansion anymore. You don't listen. Even if you have a noble concubine, you are pregnant with a dragon, your life is still very long, so much fanfare, do you think you are not involved enough?" Mrs. Song was anxious and her tone became harder.
Song Wan smiled gradually.
"How do the people in the palace see? How do the people in the court see? The emperor..."
"I don't care what they think!" Song Wan interrupted her, saying every word, "If my relatives can't be safe and sound, how can I live in the palace? I and the Hou Mansion are one body. See, how can I be happy after being separated from the Hou Mansion?"
"I'm fed up with pretending to be indifferent. My mother always said that the emperor would care, but my daughter didn't think the emperor would care. When my daughter asked, the emperor said that it was the emperor's arrangement to go back today."
Mrs. Song was choked and couldn't refute it for a while.
"If the emperor destroys my Song family and leaves me alone, my mother thinks I can live with peace of mind?" Song Wan asked when she looked at her.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Madam Song looked around her nervously, and strictly stopped. This rebellious remark can't be heard by someone with a heart.
Song Wan: "The emperor can spare time to accompany his daughter, so can the mother. The Hou Mansion is frank and frank, why should he cringe? My daughter will not interfere in politics, and my father will not do anything against the law. So, what are you afraid of? Those who look down on the Hou Mansion must make the wrong calculation."
Everyone said that Ning'an Hou's Mansion could not be a holy favorite, and they moved away from each other, and when she fell into trouble, she would once again establish her prestige to prevent anyone who wanted to take advantage of it.
Even if he loses his military power, Ning'an Hou Mansion is as loyal to the court as ever, and the emperor can see it, not discarding it. ,,URL m..net,...: