Travel back to ancient times to play danmei

All kinds of beauties in the house gathered together, and when they saw Xuan Yichen coming in, they all bid farewell to each other. Now that Concubine Ning Gui is pregnant, the rain and dew they got before will naturally spread out. They all want to take advantage of Concubine Ning Gui's pregnancy to win the favor, Become the second noble woman in the harem.

Xuan Yichen got a headache from their congratulatory noises one after another, and waved his hands, "The imperial concubine is pregnant and needs to rest, as long as you feel it, go back first."

When the room quieted down, Xuan Yichen walked to the bed, and the palace maid at the side raised the gauze curtain with a wink. Concubine Ning was busy making gestures to greet her, but Xuan Yichen stopped her and said, "You are pregnant, no."

Concubine Ning's cheeks were flushed, she leaned back weakly, her eyes fell on her lower abdomen tenderly, "Your Majesty, this concubine is so happy, being able to continue the incense for the emperor is a blessing that I have cultivated for several generations."

Xuan Yichen sneered in his heart, but with a comforting smile on his face, he gently grabbed Concubine Ning Gui's hand, "You are a lucky one, so you must give birth to this child safely, whether it's a boy or a girl, I Will love it."

Concubine Ning snuggled into Xuan Yichen's arms shyly, and said softly, "The concubine hopes it will be a boy, the heir of the royal family, and the first child being a boy is always in the emperor's favor."

Xuan Yichen frowned slightly, he didn't answer Concubine Ning's words, but just ordered the attendants waiting outside, "Bring the things in."

Brocades, pearls, eight-treasure vases, and colorful coral trees and gem-inlaid Guanyin, there are countless jewelry and knick-knacks. Half the room is filled with rewards. The smile on Xuan Yichen's mouth is so elegant and charming that Concubine Ning thinks he is Compare these priceless treasures.

"I'm in a hurry today. I'll give you other rewards tomorrow. You should take good care of your baby. You have to ask the Tai Hospital for pulse every day, you know?"

"The concubine knows." Concubine Ning felt that she was cherished, and she couldn't help feeling a little elated.

Xuan Yichen stood up, gave a few words to the grand lady, and left with the people.

Ning Guifei caressed her stomach, "This child is valued so much by the emperor before it was born, if it is really a boy in the future, maybe it is too—"

"Your Majesty, be careful with your words and deeds." The maid hurriedly interrupted Concubine Ning. She was a domestic servant brought by Concubine Ning from outside the palace and was very loyal to Concubine Ning. Good thing, the children in the harem are always sick and troubled, and this child is too eye-catching, which is not good."

Ning Guifei snorted disapprovingly, "This child is the emperor's first child, who dares to act rashly!"

The palace maid sighed and said, "Anyway, it's better to be careful, your maidservant watches over what you eat and drink on weekdays, and once you go out, you have to follow people around, you must not be sloppy."

"I understand. Auntie, you are too careful. This pink pearl chain goes well with your clothes." Concubine Ning picked up a string of pearl chains and made gestures, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her eyes.

The grand maid looked worried, she had a word she didn't say - for some reason, she seemed to feel that the emperor was not happy about the child's appearance...

The night was slightly cool, Xuan Yichen slowly stepped out of Tranquility Pavilion, and when he reached a corner of the pavilion, he turned away the people around him and called out Ye Ying, "Is there any news?"

"Ning Zuoxiang has already learned that the imperial concubine is pregnant, but he didn't publicize it with great fanfare, and acted extremely low-key."

"This old fox..." Xuan Yichen scolded him in a low voice, and then asked him, "What's the matter with Concubine Ning's pregnancy? Wouldn't the birth control medicine not work?"

"Second Lord, the people below reported that since two months ago, Concubine Ning Guifei had started to eat the blood swallows her brother brought back from outside the pass, and rewarded the people in the house with one grade of official swallows every day. Put it in the food, maybe because Concubine Ning Guifei has a small appetite, the medicine didn't work...Master, do you want to punish her?"

"Forget it, she's put her heart into it, it's God's will." Xuan Yichen squeezed the aching brows, "Back off."

The new moon is like a hook, Xuan Yichen looked up at the crescent of the moon, and thought to himself: Zuoxiang Ning is pretty smart and knows how to hold back his edge at this time, but it's a pity that Zuoxiang Ning is too powerful, and now it's time to pluck out his wings At that time, maybe the child in Concubine Ning Guifei's belly could be used as a sharp sword to damage Prime Minister Ning Zuo...

The shadow guard went back and forth, and handed over a small note, "Second Lord, this is what Lord Sikong asked someone to bring to you when he left Liuji."

Si Konghuan?Xuan Yichen was startled, and caught the note. Sikong Huan's handwriting was elegant and unique, but revealed an unyielding character, "Fang Zhuo has a righteous daughter, fifteen years old, a reckless person."

Xuan Yichen gripped the note tightly, turned off the lantern behind him and burned it. Since they wanted to fight, why don't he be a fisherman?

*****

One month later, when there was a general election, Emperor Chen cared about the public opinion, and only chose a noble daughter, who was the adopted daughter of Fang Zhuo, Minister of the Ministry of Officials, and was named Fang Noble Concubine.

On the day of sealing, Si Konghuan said he was sick and did not attend.

He was dressed in white, wandering alone in the busy streets, the emperor got married, and the people of Fengcheng also hung up the red lights, and some even set off firecrackers in such a lively way, Sikong Huan stepped on those red dazzling shreds of paper Walking forward slowly, it seemed that everyone had a sincere smile on their faces, only he was devastated.

He gave the method, and when it came time for Xuan Yichen to do it, he couldn't help but feel sad.

If the person who suggested it was Liu Juqi, Xuan Yichen probably wouldn't be willing to hurt him in such a cruel way, right?

Si Konghuan pursed his lips and smiled, after all, he was asking for trouble, he came to Fengcheng wishful thinking, and wanted Xuan Yichen to get used to his existence, but now he might be the one who got used to such frequent heartaches first.

Liu Ji's gate was still closed, obviously in such a bustling area, but it seemed desolate and isolated from human habitation, Sikong Huan stood blankly looking in that direction for a while, then turned and left.

Si Konghuan returned to the small courtyard that belonged only to him. When he passed the front yard, he suddenly raised his head and found that the pink peach blossoms were all over the tree, and the monster was like a cloud covering half of the sky. He murmured, " It rained last night, and they all opened..."

"The flowers in spring are like this, so it's not worthy of your emotion."

As if struck by lightning, Sikong Huan looked at the person leaning against the door in disbelief, "You——you shouldn't..."

Xuan Yichen chuckled, "Occasionally, I would like to be self-willed, just go back in the evening, and someone in the palace will help me drag it."

He walked under the tree, reached out and picked a peach blossom, and put it in Sikong Huan's hand. He looked at the flower and then at the man on the other side who still couldn't recover, "People are more delicate than flowers, and people are better than flowers. The tree blooms so beautifully, but it's a pity that it grew in the wrong place."

Sikong Huan was at a loss holding the flower, and blushed at Xuan Yichen's bold praise, "Xuan Yichen, why did you come here?"

"If I didn't come here, I probably wouldn't know that you stole something." Xuan Yichen said, taking out the small red jade nine-linked ring from his sleeve, shaking it with some pride, "This is my week Li, why is it in your hands."

Sikong Huan panicked, he left the peach blossom and was about to grab it, secretly complaining why he didn't put Jiulianhuan away when he went out in the morning, but put it on the table casually...

Relying on being taller than him, Xuan Yichen stretched out his hands and teased Si Konghuan, he put all his troubles behind him, he hadn't laughed so heartily for a long time, Sikong Huan was finally teased by him , simply raised his breath, jumped up and turned over Xuan Yichen's head with light work, and then snatched Jiu Lianhuan back. Holding the Jiu Lianhuan, he felt even more guilty. It wasn't his own thing in the first place. Chen explained that the slightly cool ruby ​​seemed to be burning his palms too.

Xuan Yichen didn't care, he just panted and laughed, his warm and elegant face was rarely childish, he waved his hands and sat on the stone bench under the peach tree, "Stop making trouble, stop making trouble."

Sikong Huan pretended to nod naturally, "Sit down, I'll make a pot of tea."

He tried his best to control his pace, and as soon as he entered the room, he hurriedly walked behind the screen and lifted the pillow. The bright yellow handkerchief was still there, neatly folded.

Sikong Huan breathed a sigh of relief, put away the Hongyu Jiulianhuan, went to the small kitchen at the back to boil hot water, and cooked a pot of Yudianxiang.

Xuan Yichen closed his eyes comfortably when he smelled the tea, "It smells good, but it doesn't look like the kind I know."

"This tea is called Yudianxiang, also called Yuda Banana. Because it is rare, not many people know about it." Si Konghuan gracefully washed the cups and poured the tea. The clear and green tea was like rolling balls on the young leaves in spring, which was very eye-catching. Refreshing.

Xuan Yichen and Sikong Huan sat under the peach tree and drank tea leisurely. It was just the right time in the afternoon. They looked at the dense greenery in the yard, and they were too lazy to talk. This place seems like a secluded mountain, Sikong Huan took out a pipe of jade flute, put it to his lips and lifted it lightly, the smooth music sounded like gentle wind and drizzle, slowly coming out.

Xuan Yichen smiled slightly, bent down to pick up a branch on the ground, tapped the stone table again and again, and said——

"The light shirt is not covered, thinking about the past, shy of the light. Peeping in early spring, the pond in the crisp rain. The wind is gentle. I once provoked hate by the side of the song, and the bottom of the candle lingered. The fragrant machine is auspicious, and the person is drunk, and the moon is against the wall. Back then, who would have dared to be crazy. Spend gossip, stay in the room for a long time, and think about each other..."