Mighty and Majestic Concubine Wan Gui

That night, according to the instructions of the Empress Dowager and the imperial physician, the four walked around with the help of the empress dowager.

After walking eight and a half steps, he walked from the side of the bed to the dining table where he moved in, and sat on the master chair.The nuns stuffed pillows behind her waist, covered her legs with tiger skin blankets, and placed a copper basin with a smoke cage beside her.

The little prince on the bed seemed to feel that his mother had left, and suddenly burst into tears, and before he could cry twice, the nurse gagged his mouth.

Wan Zhen'er had a good appetite. Facing the eight dishes, two soups and a casserole of porridge on the table, she happily ate half a fish and was about to eat a whole three-cup chicken with scallion oil.

Wan Xu whispered next to her ear: "Eat less, the wound hasn't recovered yet, so it's inconvenient to eat too much."

Wan Zhen'er was stunned for a while, thinking about the inconvenience of eating too much: "Oh." So she only ate half a delicious chicken, and drank two bowls of porridge with green vegetable ball soup.

"Your Majesty, eat less, it's inconvenient to drink too much water."

Wan Zhen'er tilted her head impatiently, she couldn't say anything, she put down her chopsticks and started eating fruit.Because she can’t eat raw or cold food during confinement, now all the fruits she wants to eat are cut into pieces, boiled in water, and served warm, not to mention, the boiled apples and pears are sweeter, go The grapes with the skin and core cut into pieces, boiled together in the inside, peeled off the astringent thin skin to reveal the white walnut kernels are also very sweet and crispy, adding two fresh longans to enhance the sweetness, it is also very good, put two A slice of hawthorn, sweet and sour taste.

"Who did this? Reward her."

Nanny Song, who had a low sense of existence, stepped forward happily and said, "It's made by a villain, and the empress is as good as it is to eat. This is the duty of a villain. Thank you, empress, for the reward!"

Wan Zhen'er nodded: "You are not bad. Take a bowl and send it to the emperor. Don't use this bowl, take that red agate bowl. The red agate looks good against the white pears and apples. Bring a pen and paper."

Every morning, the maid grinds the ink of the inkstone, closes the lid and waits for the empress to practice calligraphy. She also sharpened it this morning. Unexpectedly, the maid gave birth before she got up to practice calligraphy.Now hastily soak a brush with clean water, and put it on a tray with a stack of flower notes attached.

"Your Majesty, what do you want to write to the Emperor?"

Wan Zhen'er was a little helpless: "Mother, don't talk, eat and eat, let me think about it."

But all the lingering love poems that I can remember...either the sad ten years between life and death, entering my lovesickness door and knowing my lovesickness is painful, or the reeds are green, or I don’t want to go, Zining won’t come, etc., there are some emperors The little yellow poems that were used as jokes are not appropriate to write now.Let me think about it, what are the things about fruits in Tang poetry, Song Ci and The Book of Songs?

Picking once makes the melon good, and picking it again makes the melon thin?Nonsence!Ominous.

If the kindness and favor are not enough, peaches and plums hurt the spring breeze?Bah, that's unlucky.

The peaches and plums bloom in the sun, and the glory shines in those days?It's ok but not quite right.

Wan Zhen'er frowned, thinking that you poets can't write some affectionate poems when the spring breeze is in full swing?Can't you write some poems that flirt and swear, which will last forever?Do you have to worry about the country, worry about the displacement of the people, or indulge in the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion?

Reluctantly, she picked up the pen, and wrote stroke by stroke on the pink paper sprinkled with gold: Throw me a papaya, and repay it with Qiongju.It is always good to repay the bandits!

"Let the emperor open it with his own hands." Then the versatile Wan Niangniang took her newborn son, and fiddled with it in her hands a little unfamiliarly, as if slowly finding the feeling, she hugged the baby in her arms and patted the baby.

Wan Xu held his job bowl: "Ma'am, do you still take care of your children?"

"How fresh, the emperor was brought up by me."

Bring over a holding box with the Chinese character "Tihongchun". The exquisite red agate bowl contains a bowl of fruit soup with a sharp point. The red and sweet white form a beautiful contrast. Next to it is a pink letter folded in three Flower paper, and a small bunch of jasmine flowers and two mint leaves.Although the mint grown in the greenhouse is a bit wilted, I can still find the two best-looking leaves.

Zhu Jianshen raised his head amidst the mountains of memorials, his eyes were dull and dazed: "Sister Wan asked me to open it myself?"

"Yes."

He put down the pen, gently opened the lid of the box, the sweet fruit soup, the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of mint came out together, it was really comforting, and there was also an affectionate text message.

Even after eating and drinking, he was happy to write and prepare to reply to the letter, and he also had the same distress as Wan Zhen'er-poets actually wrote a lot of happy poems, but these happy poems are difficult to last forever.Just as comedy is always fleeting, tragedy can be classic and immortal.

Zhu Jianshen fumbled and touched on the left, and took out a collection of poems bought outside the palace, a book that could be hidden under the cushion by teenagers, and he knew what it was without thinking.Usually, you can copy the poems above to tease Elder Sister Wan. She just gave birth, and she is thinking that these ambiguous things are inappropriate.He simply tore off the jade pendant from his belt, and tied it back and forth by the top strap, sweating from his busy face: "Come here, this is a concentric knot, right?"

The eunuchs silently pointed to the beautiful knot on the button he was trying to tie: "Your Majesty, this is the concentric knot."

The emperor chuckled and put the jade pendant and the silk ribbon together in the box: "Send it back."

In Chengqian Palace, Wan Zhen'er held the jade pendant and yawned: "Wash up, I'm going to sleep."

She was brushing her teeth with green salt, when she suddenly saw the nurse coming over to hug the little prince, Wan Zhen'er spat out the scum in her mouth: "Stop! What are you doing?"

The nanny was timid at first, and when she saw her frowning and staring, she was so frightened that she almost knelt down: "My lord, I, I want to carry the little prince to sleep, and the nuns tidy up the bedroom for the little prince. I"

Wan Zhen'er frowned: "No need, the child will sleep with me. Go down."

Nanny Gao apologized and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the little prince is crying at night, how can it affect your rest?"

Wan Zhen'er waved her hand: "Nurse and nuns who watch the night sleep here, mother, it's time for you to go home." What she said was so decisive that there was no need to discuss it as soon as she heard it, and everyone had to follow her words.

Wan Xu went out of the palace reluctantly, she had stayed in the palace all day, she should have gone home long ago.

The wet nurse and maid carried the bedding and tidied it up on the ground, and only put a lamp by the bedside of the empress, waiting for the empress to lie down with her clothes on, and they all lay down to sleep.

There is no incense in the room, and the smell is a bit messy. The two pots of fruit-bearing bergamot bonsai and a large plate full of citron that were brought in are slowly emitting fragrance to solve this problem.

The Ministry of Rites is working overtime to discuss the etiquette of canonizing noble concubines, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs is also working overtime. They have to write the specifications, materials and clothing materials of the imperial concubine's phoenix crown, and then play it to the emperor. If the emperor agrees, let the craftsman to make the phoenix crown , Let the Weaving Bureau make dresses and Xiapei.

Wan Zhen'er leaned on the pillow, looking at the little chubby child who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, it was so strange, he had only been born for half a day, but he became much more beautiful!The wrinkled skin on the body has flattened, and the red and red skin has become normal.

"Could it be that it looks better after drying?" Wan Zhen'er muttered, reaching out and inserting her hand into the gap between his stomach and the bed, holding his head in the other hand, and turning the swaddle over: "Don't always lie on your stomach. Sleep, suffocating."

In the swaddle, his hands and feet were wrapped and tied inside. If Fourth Sister Wen was here, she would definitely see the child drooling. The golden swaddle wrapped the child looked too much like a golden egg roll Cocoa Ice Cream Balls!

The baby kept his mouth motionless, took long breaths, and drooled slowly. He suddenly closed his mouth, and when he opened his mouth again, the saliva turned into a bubble.

Wan Zhen'er was quietly waiting for the elixir. She knew that Master Yu would wait for the attendants to fall asleep before reappearing. It would be too suspicious if they were suddenly driven out.She looked at the little chubby baby quietly, thinking back then that Zhu Jianshen was just a little baby Zhu, how long has passed since the next generation of little baby Zhu appeared.Ah, so cute, spit bubbles again.

The little baby fell asleep, and suddenly laughed twice for no reason.

Wan Zhen'er was startled, and slowly touched her fertile and soft belly, silently missing the tight and flat belly a year ago.

Waiting and waiting, time flies before she knows it, and she falls asleep.

Master Yu has been hovering above the palace for two hours, he is a bit embarrassed, in fact, the ghost sees that the roof, walls and ground are all blurred phantoms, so he can pass through.Seeing that everyone in Wan Niangniang's room had fallen asleep, he finally floated in cautiously. He floated two meters away from the bed, and through the curtain, he called cautiously, "Wan Niangniang? Empress? Concubine?"

Wan Zhen'er heard the word noble concubine, and woke up suddenly: "Huh?"

Opening his eyes, he saw that there was no one, only the baby who had just been turned over mysteriously fell asleep on his stomach again. Could he be able to roll in swaddling clothes by himself?Great my son!Turn him over again: "Don't sleep on your stomach, it will crush you into a monkey cheek."

Yu Qian said again: "Niangniang Wan?"

Wan Zhen'er turned over slowly, and saw a blurry figure, and when she opened the curtain, she still saw a blurry figure.Unexpectedly young and handsome, she hesitated and said, "Master Yu? I'm sorry for the inconvenience of getting up." It's so tiring to sit up now with no one to support her.

Yu Qian was embarrassed to say anything more to her, so he took out the jade bottle from his sleeve, rolled the jade bottle to the bedside in a ball of golden light, and looked down at the ground: "The elixir that the master entrusted to the old man, please use one. Use one pill for the little prince. It can guarantee a hundred years of worry-free life."

Wan Zhen'er's eyes lit up, and she reached out to grab the jade bottle: "Thank you, sir. How is my master recently? I haven't seen her fairy trail for a long time in this palace." Unplugged, poured out an elixir exuding the aroma of candy, Eat carefully.It really melts in the mouth, the taste is so wonderful, sweet and fragrant.