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Yes, but people just don’t speak, I’m desperate to die.”

The parrot's weird and playful voice came out again, "Slap the mouth, slap the mouth, and turn into a pig's head."

"Slap your mouth!" The emperor was furious, "Come, come, come!"

A servant ran in in a panic, knelt down, wiped his sweat and said, "Your Majesty, I am a servant."

"Go, take this broken bird to the imperial dining room, make soup quickly, and nourish Helan's body!"

"Run away, run away--" the parrot began to thump.

The servant gritted his teeth, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to, holding back, "The servant obeys the order."

The restless emperor was walking around the dragon case, when An Rong came suddenly, the emperor became nervous, "Is there something wrong with Yuan Chang asking for pulse?"

An Rong shook his head, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, King Xian has just left, so it's okay to say he's the prince."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good. Hey, little prince, I can't wait to see you soon."

An Rong smiled, "Your Majesty, there is no rush to conceive in October. Now that Young Master is willing to eat, Your Majesty might as well take this opportunity to fix it with Young Master."

The emperor looked sad, and said: "It's not easy to say, this man's temper is very stubborn. The corpse of the fight was eaten by wild animals, and this incident made him hate me even more. I really don't know what else I can do for him. After all the good talk, I don’t care about the status of the king of a country to cook for him, even the concubine, I also invite it. But look, he doesn’t even pay for the concubine’s account, so there is no hope for me this time.”

An Rong patted the emperor on the shoulder, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, since you have identified this person, at this time, patience is the most important thing. The old slave thought, when the prince is born, everything will be fine. With the blood connection, the son will be happy again. I hate His Majesty, so I really have the heart to ignore the child."

"I hope so." The emperor's tone was obviously lacking in confidence. If that's the case, it's fine.

"Oh, Master, why are you here?" The number of times the emperor called Master An Rong increased significantly, perhaps because he felt that he was too lonely and needed relatives.

An Rong also seemed to remember something, and said: "Your Majesty, that's how it is. Just now, the slave sent King Xian out, and Lingzi, the grand maid of Yuchen Palace, thought that His Majesty was in Zhaohuang Pavilion, but she didn't dare to go in when she came. It happened to meet the slave. Listen. Said that His Majesty is not here, so I begged my servant to report that today is Concubine Cao's birthday, please have a meal with Your Majesty at lunchtime."

The emperor frowned, what kind of tricks is this woman playing?

An Rong said: "Your Majesty, let's go and have a look. There are two noble concubines in the harem, even if Your Majesty dotes on the young master again, he really neglects them, but invisibly pushed the young master to the forefront. The young master is pregnant now. The body is already weak, although the fetus is still stable, but no matter what, it can't help tossing."

"Okay, listen to you. Send a message to Yuchen Palace, and I will be there at noon."

In Yuchen Palace, Concubine Cao rewarded the servant who delivered the decree, and she was immediately elated.

"Lingzi, hurry up and help me choose clothes. Make them more colorful, because today is my birthday."

Seeing that her master was happy, the eldest palace lady was also happy for her from the bottom of her heart, she picked and chose, and brought out a pink one to show the imperial concubine.

"Well, this is a new one. Ben Gong remembered it. It's just right to wear this dress today." The woman who put on the new clothes turned left and right in front of the mirror, and the more she looked, the more beautiful she felt. .

Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, the maid held an ivory comb and began to comb her waterfall-like hair.

"One grows old, the second grows white, and the third grows forever..."

"Oh." The woman interrupted the maid, "Lingzi, what are you talking about, you are not a newlywed, neither fish nor fowl."

The palace maid laughed and said, "Your Majesty, other people don't know about your thoughts, but your slaves don't know? Your Majesty has always regarded herself as a newlywed, and hoped to be favored by His Majesty. Today, my Majesty will definitely get her wish." .”

The woman sighed, "I hope so."

When the emperor came over, Yuchen Palace had already prepared exquisite meals and dispatched all the palace servants who had seen him. The emperor gave Concubine Cao a warm smile and said, "My concubine is so beautiful today."

With this smile, Concubine Cao almost softened half of her body, and said shyly: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

After being seated, the emperor ordered people to present gifts.Surprised and delighted, the woman took the delicate brocade box, opened it and glanced at it, quickly put it away with a flattered expression, and thanked the Lord Ron repeatedly.

The emperor sneered in his heart, shallow woman!

Today, Concubine Cao specially called the performers from the Palace Music Square to perform songs and dances in front of the king.

The emperor was taken aback, thinking, something is wrong with this woman today, what about her usual jealousy?Too lazy to think about it, he drank the fine wine filled by the woman, with a wicked smile on his lips, his eyes fell on the performers, but he didn't even look at Concubine Cao.

The imperial concubine gritted her teeth secretly, but she didn't feel like having a fit. She looked at the eight actors with wide sleeves and long swings in the courtyard, and quietly watched the emperor's eyes. Whenever the emperor glanced at an actor more, the woman would secretly remember her appearance. After today, I will go to show them a good look.

The emperor seemed to know what Concubine Cao was thinking, so he deliberately looked at the eight bright and colorful actors, took a peek at the woman opposite, saw her ugly face, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying, I can't help but feel happy in my heart.

The singing and dancing were over, and lunch was over. Concubine Cao said: "Your Majesty, I haven't come here to play chess with my concubine for a long time. The concubine made a pot of good tea with someone. Can your majesty appreciate it? While playing chess, you can taste this new tribute at the same time." Where is the Jiuyang Maofeng?"

Although the emperor's heart flew away long ago, he felt that it was not good to refuse this woman. Her birthday, once a year, should be kind.The emperor said yes and stayed.

The woman was overjoyed, and ordered someone to take out the chessboard, and sat down with the emperor again.

When the tea was served, the emperor took a sip and praised: "Good tea."

The imperial concubine was happy and said joyfully, "Your Majesty thinks it's good, so that's good."

The emperor wondered, did this woman put honey on her mouth today? It's so sweet.So, he said again: "Who brews, good craftsmanship."

Lingzi quickly knelt down and said respectfully, "Return to Your Majesty, you are a slave."

The emperor was in a very good mood and laughed loudly: "Okay, reward!"

For his master, the emperor's reward for his slaves is not much different from his own reward, and he has the same face.Concubine Cao said happily: "Your Majesty, you can't spoil them too much, otherwise, none of them will make progress."

The emperor froze, chuckled, and said nothing.

The emperor stayed in Yuchen Palace until the evening before leaving, watching the emperor step out of the palace gate, Lingzi hurried into the bedroom, and asked nervously: "Your Majesty, is it over?"

Concubine Cao nodded shyly, her cheeks blushed with happiness.

"Congratulations, empress, congratulations, empress." Lingzi's voice trembled.

Concubine Cao put away her shyness just now, and said contemptuously: "This time, let's see how the one from Jinhua Palace competes with this palace. As for the one from Zhaohuang Pavilion, hmph, I will let Grandpa find a way to deal with it when the time comes. This Bei Cang In the harem, is it possible that a man can dominate the palace?"

"What the lady said is very true."

It is said that as soon as the emperor left Yuchen Palace, he rushed to Zhaohuang Pavilion angrily.Still far away, An Rong was directing several eunuchs to move potted green plants into the small courtyard.At the thought of not seeing He Lancong for a day, the anger in his heart was somewhat extinguished.

An Rong saw that it was the emperor who came, but his expression was not right. He stepped forward and said tentatively: "Your Majesty, the young master likes green plants, so this old servant asked someone to move some from the garden behind."

The emperor waved his hand and said impatiently: "I see, give him whatever he likes, no need to ask for an order."

An Rong's heart skipped a beat, is Your Majesty unusual today?

The emperor stood in front of An Rong, pinched his waist, and circled around him, until An Rong started to feel dizzy, and then stopped.

"Are you guilty?" the emperor asked viciously.

"Huh?" An Rong was stunned, where did this come from?

The emperor asked again in a low voice: "Then are you dizzy now?"

An Rong smiled wryly, "I've been dizzy for a long time."

The emperor cut out, "I've been dizzy for a long time, so dizzy that you do things in a daze early in the morning."

When An Rong heard that the words were wrong, he lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, what happened to make you so angry?"

"Hmph." The emperor said bitterly: "In the future, no matter how those two women beg me to move you, don't pretend to be a good person. If the two women want to quarrel, let them do it. Anyway, it's not like a day or two. If you have more things to do, I will even do it for you."

An Rong was baffled. He really didn't know why the emperor lost his temper. For the first time, this child who was brought up by himself became so angry with himself.But the Sacred Heart is unpredictable, it seems that he is very unhappy today.If you want to know the truth, let's wait until he calms down.

After a while, the emperor calmed down a little and asked, "How is he today, how is his food?"

An Rong said: "After King Xian took his pulse, he took the anti-abortion medicine, and also took some of the meals sent by the concubine. It's not much, it's better than those few days."

The emperor nodded and asked again: "Is he still silent all day?"

"Yes." An Rong said helplessly: "The servants teased him with different tricks, and even called entertainers to perform, but that won't work either."

The frown became tighter and tighter, the emperor thought, you have never stopped resisting, and now you just change your tricks.The little emperor felt that at this moment, his heart was more bitter than coptis.He clearly knows that he is currently not qualified to enjoy happiness, but he still wants to find a place to vomit his bitterness.But where can I go?

The Zhaohuang Pavilion was brightly lit, and He Lancong was comfortably padded with a thick cushion on his back, flipping through the book in his hands, ignoring the emperor reclining on the bamboo couch, not even bothering to glance at him.

The emperor was so angry that he didn't leave. Seeing him reading a book, he asked someone to get the book for himself. After turning a few pages, he threw the book aside irritably, cursing in his heart, what is this broken book?