(1st update)

Han Youning woke up from the heat. In her dream, she always felt like she was baking on a stove and she was sweating all over. When she pushed the stove away, it followed her like it had grown legs.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself in Zhao Chengyuan's arms. His chest was so hot, it was like a stove!

Zhao Chengyuan's phoenix eyes were bright and he looked at her with a smile, his eyes full of doting, "Are you awake?"

Han Youning said dullly, "I woke up because of the heat. Your Majesty usually only covers himself with a thin quilt. You cover me with two layers of quilts like this. Don't you feel hot?"

"fine."

Zhao Chengyuan saw that her face was red and there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, so he lifted a layer of quilt, but refused to let go of her, "Remove the sweat and get up again."

Han Youning said quietly, "Is it possible for me to relieve sweat in your arms? I think I can just lie in bed for a day."

Zhao Chengyuan laughed, and the deep laughter echoed in his chest. Han Youning covered his ears and stepped back, breaking away from his embrace.

She breathed a long sigh of relief and felt much refreshed.

Zhao Chengyuan reached over with one hand, carefully placed it on her lower abdomen, and stroked it gently, with a soft and loving smile on his face, "It's okay to lie down for a day, this child must love to sleep."

The envoy of the old hospital glared at him displeasedly, "Just look at the paintings. Why are you making so much noise? I won't take you with me tomorrow!"

Yesterday it took two-quarters of an hour from entering the door to the end of the pulse diagnosis, but today it only took half a quarter of an hour.

Zhang Laosi said, "Father, my son is Laosi."

She thought of the Yurong Rejuvenation Pill and thought she might as well take the opportunity to talk to him.

Han Youning looked at him with a look of kindness she had never seen before, much like the way her father looked at her.

Han Youning was drowsy as he sat aside, but was woken up by the voice of the nursing home's envoy scolding his son.

The envoy of the old hospital pointed at him and introduced, "He is the boss of my family, and he owns a calligraphy and painting shop. I heard that the princess has a calligraphy and painting by Master Xuanzhi, so she insisted on coming to see me off. I have never seen him so filial on weekdays, and he always has to be accompanied by his third son.

Old man."

Then he rubbed his hands and smiled at Han Youning.

Zhang Lao Er and Zhang Lao Si followed him, watching intently.

Chen Hengge looked at her belly with relief, "When this little guy is born, I will be his serious seventh uncle. You two don't have to worry about anything, I will take care of him."

Look, but refuse to admit it.

Not only did he feed it, but Chen Hengge also came to join in the fun and almost chewed it for her.

Han Youning rolled his eyes wildly, was she talking about medicated food?

Also, should I ask the cook for a recipe without medicinal ingredients?

"My lord, that's not what I mean. What I mean is...if you keep taking that Yurong Rejuvenation Pill, and I get pregnant, and you don't plan to take a concubine, holding it back...isn't it bad for your health?"

"Yes, I have heard of it." Zhao Chengyuan said thoughtfully, "You are right to remind me. Although the medicinal diet is a dietary supplement, there are medicinal materials in it after all. When the envoy from the nursing home comes to ask for Ping'an Mai, ask him to prescribe a meal without medicinal materials.

."

After breakfast, the nursing home attendant was already waiting in the reception room of Yongxi Hall early.

"Princess, you only need to eat and drink, relax, and leave the rest to me!"

Chen Hengge's face sank, "I am an elder, elder!"

Han Youning pretended to believe what Zhao Chengyuan said and said, "That's good. Taking too much of that medicine will hurt your health. My children and I will have to count on the prince in the future. You have to live a long life."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "What are you thinking about in your little head?"

Accompanying the envoy of the nursing home, besides Zhang Laosi, there was also a middle-aged man who looked quite elegant.

The envoy of the old hospital turned to the two sons beside him and said, "What am I talking about? Princess Jin is bright and bright. She is worthy of being a disciple of Master Xuanzhi. She is comparable to an extraordinary woman!"

She opened her eyes and heard Zhang Laoer confessing.

Han Youning rolled her eyes at his thin arms and legs, "It would be nice for you two to grow up together."

Holding it in...

Seeing his old father glaring at him, he quickly agreed, "Yes, yes..."

Zhao Chengyuan almost fed him breakfast one bite at a time.

Autumn leaves are out.

Zhao Chengyuan sighed, "You Ning, I asked Ye Chang to take care of the rejuvenation pills."

"Father, please don't be angry. My son just thinks it's a coincidence." Zhang Laoer pointed to the painting on the table and said, "This painting is "Spring Mountain", which depicts the spring scenery of Cangyuan Mountain. I once sold a painting

"Autumn Mountains", the layout and scenery of the paintings are exactly the same, but one is spring and the other is autumn."

Han Youning cleared his throat, "Well... Your Majesty, I am pregnant now, are you prepared to take a concubine?"

"yes."

She couldn't help but ask, "Is the prince looking at me or the child in my belly like this right now?"

The man said, "Father, my son is the second oldest."

The autumn leaves were not too heavy, so I brought a calligraphy and painting vat, which was filled with rolls of calligraphy and painting.

The old envoy's face darkened, "You got Master Xuanzhi's painting and you didn't even tell me!"

Zhang Laoer made another announcement, "In fact, the "Autumn Mountain Picture" was bought at a high price just after I got it. The man also brought a lot of followers, and he looked quite powerful. His son also

I dare you to keep that painting for one more day."

When he opened a picture, Zhang Laoer said in surprise, "Huh?"

Zhao Chengyuan heard a bit of sourness in it, smiled and raised his hand to pinch her nose, "You are looking at the child's mother. The little girl is still a child, but she is about to give birth to a child. It is really strange."

Therefore, the medicine could not be sold at a high price. It could have been sold for one hundred taels, but it only sold for fifty taels. He gave Luo an equal share of twenty-five taels of silver, and he was generous enough not to give up the labor and hard work.

Zhang Lao Er and Zhang Lao Si were both puzzled. Have you ever said that?

Han Youning cursed, why is it so wonderful? Don't you have any idea?

"The child is very good!"

Han Youning considered it and said, "That's right...Have you ever heard of the saying that medicine is three parts poison?"

The old envoy looked at him suspiciously, "Two paintings of the same scene? Are you sure they are the original works of Master Xuanzhi?"

"My son has also handled three paintings by Master Xuanzhi. Others have also inspected the paintings in their hands, so I won't be mistaken."

Han Youning smiled, "Qiuye, bring a box of calligraphy and paintings over here."

He gave it to Ye Chang, but she overheard Ye Chang telling Luo Ping that the box was much lighter than at first, and the prince must have secretly poured some out of each bottle and hid it secretly.

The old hospital envoy frowned and looked at the two of them, "I know how to talk back all day long, so I'd better let the eldest and third eldest brother see me off tomorrow!"

The man saluted Zhao Chengyuan and Han Youning.

Dad said whoever is older should be the older one!

The nurse at the old home did not fall asleep after checking my pulse today, and even spoke much more fluently.

The two of them were not willing to give up such a good opportunity to others, so they quickly apologized and coaxed their father.

Zhao Chengyuan looked up at the tent above his head and felt powerless.

The envoy of the old hospital patted his chest and promised.

The old man's eyes lit up, he threw down his walking stick and stepped forward impatiently. He carefully and reverently took out a roll of flower scrolls, spread them out, and began to appreciate them carefully.

The old man in charge of the hospital stomped his feet, "Excuse!"

"I am here to testify to him that it is true."

Zhao Chengyuan said calmly from the side, "The person who bought the "Autumn Mountain Picture" is the emperor. I also saw the painting in the imperial study."

Han Youning was standing aside, "Huh?"

The second update shouldn't be until midnight, around eight o'clock?
Chapter completed!