The entire East Palace knew that the Crown Prince doted on the Crown Princess even more than Emperor Xuan Rui loved the Queen back then. They slept with her every day. In just one year, the Crown Princess gave birth to the Emperor's eldest grandson, Song Jingqian, who was born in the third year. The emperor's second grandson, Song Jinghuai, is pregnant again in this fourth year. Although this is not the first time that the princess is pregnant, it is still a top priority in the East Palace, and the palace maids and eunuchs do not dare to neglect it at all.
Song Jingzhi, who is just over one year old, is white and fat, wearing festive brocade clothes. He has just learned to walk and is waddling up and down the hall. With his big black and white eyes, he catches a glimpse of him and dances and shouts: , "Father."
Song Yulian swept away the gloom just now, walked over quickly, reached out and hugged Song Jinghuai, "Huai'er, do you miss your father?"
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An Zhi, who had just shown her pregnancy, put down the toys in her hands and said, "My baby is so lively that he can't sit still. I was afraid that the nanny wouldn't be able to cure him, so I ordered someone to send him over."
"Then you should also take care of your body." Song Yulian said distressedly. An Zhi had long been tired of hearing these words. He originally wanted to complain, but when he saw the tired look on Song Yulian's face, he asked Yu Qing to take Song Jinghuai out. , said, "But is there something unpleasant?"
"No." Song Yulian touched her head slightly, bent down and left a kiss on An Zhi's forehead. After talking to An Zhi for a while, Nie Yi came to reciprocate, and then reluctantly left. An Zhi watched Song Yulian leave. The figure from behind called Ting Lan in, "Go and find out why His Highness is so worried today."
In just a few years, An Zhi has become more stable from a unruly, willful, outspoken and somewhat arrogant woman. She has been with Ye Fuxun since she was a child, and was trained by Aunt Zhou. Naturally, her methods will not fail. To other noble ladies.
During the next court meeting, a jade cart stopped at the palace gate, accompanied by several eunuchs and maids. The woman in the jade cart was dressed in light blue palace clothes, with a slightly bulging belly and slender fingers. Nodding her belly, the two maids behind her looked at each other in confusion. Finally, Ting Lan stepped forward. Before she could speak, An Zhi interrupted her coldly, "Shut up, I don't want to hear it."
Just as he was talking, a green sedan slowly came over. An Zhi raised his hand, and Yu Qing quickly helped her down. Ting Lan stopped the sedan and said, "Master Fan, please stay."
A man in his fifties with gray hair and a beard got down from the sedan. When he saw An Zhi, he bowed and saluted, "I have seen the Crown Princess before."
"Master Fan, you don't need to be polite." An held his belly with one hand and gave it a little support with the other hand.
"I don't know if the princess has anything to do with the old minister?"
"Yes." An Zhi said cheerfully, "They say Lord Fan is very knowledgeable. I have a few questions to ask Lord Fan."
"Princess, please ask.
"Since I entered the palace, have I been rude in any way?" Mr. Fan was slightly stunned. He really couldn't figure out what the princess's tricks were. She waited for him here just to ask questions? Since An Zhi entered the palace, He assists the queen in managing the harem in an orderly manner. Although he is a bit lively at ordinary times, he is kind to the palace people and has clear rewards and punishments. Even the queen mother is full of praise.
"Okay, is there anything immoral about me?"
"No." Mr. Fan replied, paused for a moment, and said, "It's just that as the crown prince, His Royal Highness naturally has to think about the people of the world. This heir is naturally a big deal. Now that the East Palace is vacant, the Crown Princess should also advise the prince. ..”
"Master Fan." An Zhi sneered, "This seems to be my family matter."
"But the prince is the crown prince..."
"But he is my husband and the father of the unborn child in my belly." An Zhi said, "I just asked Mr. Fan if I had done anything rude or immoral. Mr. Fan categorically said no. Since he didn't,
Why does Mr. Fan always make things difficult for me? I thought I had done something wrong and made the adults unhappy, so I wrote to the prince to accept the concubine."
"Old minister, I don't dare." An Zhi showed the momentum of a princess. Although Master Fan was dissatisfied, he did not dare to say anything.
"Lord Fan, I gave birth to the emperor's eldest grandson in the first year I entered the palace. Now in the fourth year, I have given birth to two sons, and one son is still unborn. As a mother, how should I teach my children that their father likes the new and dislikes the old?
I am married to a new wife. As a wife, I cannot take a concubine for my husband, let alone share my husband with others. Therefore, Lord Fan, you should be at ease and not interfere in my family affairs!"
"But you are the Crown Princess. In the future, when the Crown Prince succeeds to the throne, he will definitely have a wide harem. How can the Crown Princess be so considerate and so narrow-minded as a mother to the world!"
An Zhi paused slightly, tilted his head, and said in a cold voice, "I also want to send a message to Mr. Fan today. As long as I don't die, you will not be concubines!"
After this commotion, the reputation of the Crown Princess being jealous spread in the capital, and many ministers wrote letters to ask for help, but Emperor Xuanrui beat them back. Tang Fengchu ordered someone to put down the stewed ginseng soup and asked, "The Emperor is here for the Crown Prince."
Are you worried about the concubine?"
"It's not that bad." Emperor Xuanrui took Tang Fengchu's hand and said, "She can be jealous, which means she cares about Lian'er. I am very pleased."
"The emperor can think so, I feel relieved." Tang Fengchu said with a smile.
Ji Mianxi followed Ye Fuxun into the palace to pay his respects. After coming out of Yunxiao Palace, he came to the East Palace by familiar routes without any notification from the palace maid. When he entered, Anzhi was playing tricks on his own son. When Song Jinghuai saw Ji Mianxi, he stared at him.
An Zhi looked at it curiously with big eyes, and said happily, "Why are you back?"
"Of course you miss our baby." Ji Mianxi reached out to pick up the chubby Song Jinghuai, pinched his chubby little face, and said, "Why have you gained weight again? You are so heavy, I can hardly hold you.
Already."
"He eats all day long." An Zhi said with a smile, "Why don't you see Master Yan?"
Ji Mianxi's expression changed, she lowered her head to tease Song Jinghuai and said, "I made peace with him."
An Zhi smiled and thought that what he said was angry. It seemed that the two of them were having a conflict. He retired from the palace, leaving only Yu Qingtinglan and asked, "Are you having a conflict? Or is he bullying you?"
Are you there? Do you want me to help you vent your anger?"
"No need." Ji Mianxi looked around and didn't see Song Jingqian, so he asked, "Where is the emperor's eldest grandson?"
"Where's the martial arts hall?"
"Talk about martial arts." Ji Mianxi asked incredulously, "What is the emperor's eldest grandson doing in the martial arts hall?"
"The empress said that the emperor's eldest grandson was too weak and asked him to go to the martial arts hall to practice. As the emperor's eldest grandson, he is naturally capable of both civil and military skills." Ting Lan took over the conversation with a smile.
"My eldest nephew is only a few years old. I'm not even enlightened at his age. He only thinks about eating and drinking all day long. Sister, aren't you making things difficult for our little grandson?" Huo Wu smiled.
Then he said, "No, I have to go to the martial arts hall to see my great nephew."
Ji Mianxi and An Zhi stepped into the martial arts hall. As soon as they entered, she couldn't help but be stunned. She thought that Song Jingqian was still young and the martial arts hall was just a decoration. She didn't expect that the martial arts hall was too well-furnished, with swords and sticks. , Class 18 has all kinds of weapons, even plum blossom piles and stone pillars are there. Ji Mianxi even saw hanging sandbags on the side of the martial arts hall.
The eldest grandson of the emperor, Song Jingqian, who was just over four years old, was half-crouching and riding in the middle. When he heard the sound of someone coming in, his eyes lit up when he saw the figure, and he shouted "Auntie!" with great energy.
Seeing his appearance, Ji Mianxi couldn't help but laugh. Song Jinghuai in her arms was very excited to see her brother, babbling and dancing. Song Jinghuai was white and fat, and Ji Mianxi hugged him all the way. I had no strength to begin with, but after his efforts, my hands were so sore that I couldn't hold him, so I had to put him down.
Song Jinghuai staggered to Song Jingqian's side, and imitated his way of walking, but he was too young, and he didn't look good no matter how he straddled. He staggered more like a roly-poly, and his appearance was very cute, which attracted the attention of Song Jinghuai. Ji Mianxi and An Zhi couldn't help laughing.
Song Jinghuai saw his mother-in-law and a beautiful sister laughing at him. He was a little shy and threw himself into An Zhi's arms. It didn't matter. This throw made everyone's expressions change. An Zhi was still pregnant. .
"It's okay, it's okay." An Zhi was prepared when Song Jinghuai rushed towards him. She took a moment to cushion her before taking him into her arms, and bent over to pick her up, but as soon as she exerted her strength, the expression on her face changed. Changed again, the frown on his brow formed the character "Chuan".
An Zhi suppressed a blush in his face. He looked at his son and complained in his heart. He deeply reflected on whether he had fed him too much. It was so heavy that Ji Mianxi was afraid that An Zhi would hurt his body, so he bent down and hugged Song Jing, " Sister, don’t feed this little dumpling too much in the future, you won’t be able to hold it up.”
"Sister, I think it's almost done. It's almost time for lunch. Why don't you let Xiao Jingqian have a rest? He's still young, so there's no need to rush."
An Zhi was unmoved: "The so-called martial arts training is not only to strengthen the body, but also to endure hardships and stand hard work. The important thing is to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer. You can't relax for a moment. As the eldest grandson of the emperor, he must be strict. Yu disciplines himself." An Zhi teased and said, "You are also a martial arts practitioner, don't you know this? I think you, at Qian'er's age, are just eating and drinking, and causing trouble everywhere."
Ji Mianxi, who was exposed by An Zhi, blushed and whispered: "Sister, in front of Xiao Jingqian and Xiao Jinghuai, please don't bury me..." After all, she is also an elder, which makes him How can you establish your authority in front of these juniors?
An Zhixin said, "What gave you the wrong impression? You're such an old man, but you still lose your temper and run away from home. You don't look like an elder at all. It's clear that the longer you live, the younger you become, and the older you get, the younger you become."