At first, Li Fei didn't react, but when Ye Fuxun pointed his paws at the cake, she suddenly realized: "Princess, you said I will give birth to a little princess?"
Ye Fuxun nodded: "I have figured it out, there is nothing wrong."
Li Fei clasped her hands and thanked God. She took a long breath and said with emotion: "I am so happy. I have always dreamed of giving birth to a little princess."
"All concubines want to give birth to a prince, but Concubine Li is an exception." Ye Fuxun smiled and handed her several bottles of rose jam and longan and red date tea, "You can make the rose jam into tea, and make the red date tea once a day. .”
The personal maid next to Concubine Li took it.
Concubine Li smiled sincerely and said: "What do you want the prince to do? It's too tiring. It's better to give birth to a little princess, experience all kinds of favors, and then find a husband as you wish. This life is enough."
The eldest maid made a cup of rose sauce tea and handed it to Li Fei. She took a sip and her eyes lit up: "This tea actually has the fragrance of flowers and is very delicious."
"Don't drink too much, just once a day." Ye Fuxun warned, "You need to pay attention to your daily diet. Don't take too much supplements. Just add more nutrients than usual."
Li Fei looked at her with admiration: "Princess, I know everything. I'm so envious. The pastries in the pastry book that you and Madam Shangshu opened are extremely delicious. I have been eating the pastries in the shop these days and never want to leave. .”
Ye Fuxun took a sip of tea and smiled: "You are pregnant, so it is good to eat hibiscus cake and peach blossom cake on weekdays, and bird's nest should also be supplemented appropriately."
The two talked about old times for a while.
The dispute of words in the court was very serious, and the courtiers launched a heated discussion on the construction of aqueducts in the south of the Yangtze River.
When Li Rui came out, he bowed and said: "Your Majesty, according to my opinion, the water channel must be built."
"I object." Zuo Shangshu, who had never dealt with Li Rui, came forward and said, "Your Majesty, building the canal is a waste of money and people, so think twice."
The emperor's eyes passed over the two of them, and finally looked at Ji Yannuo: "What do you think, Your Majesty?"
"Father, I listened to what Li Shangshu said." Ji Yannuo was neither humble nor arrogant. He bowed his head and said, "Part of it will come from the national treasury, and the rest will be donated by the world's wealthy businessmen. As the saying goes, there is strength in numbers, and there is strength when gathered together. It’s the source.”
The second half of the sentence was taught by Ye Fuxun.
Master Qingyang's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but want to find Ji Yannuo.
The emperor couldn't decide whether to repair or not. He rubbed his brows quite tiredly and said, "Let's stop here today. If you have something to report, if you have nothing to do, I will leave the court. Please allow me to think carefully about the construction."
After retiring from the court, Master Qingyang was still immersed in the saying that there is strength in numbers.
When he came back to his senses, there was still Ji Yannuo's shadow nowhere in front of him. He hurriedly called to a palace maid and asked, "See, Your Highness."
The palace maid hurriedly saluted: "Returning to Master Qingyang, the prince has just left Yunxiao Palace."
After Master Qingyang thanked him, he left the palace and ran straight in the direction where Ji Yannuo left.
"Master, there seems to be someone following us." Fei Ying said in Ji Yannuo's ear, holding the poisonous needle hidden in his sleeve.
If there is an attack, he can fly out the poisonous needle immediately.
"Your Highness, wait a moment, I." Master Qingyang was panting as he left.
Seeing that it was Master Qingyang, Feiying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and silently took back the poisonous needle.
Ji Yannuo saluted: "Master."
Master Qingyang stared at Ji Yannuo for a moment, and read out very rhythmically: "There is great power in numbers, and the source is the source. This is what the prince wrote, it is really amazing."
Ji Yannuo was a little confused and denied: "Master, I misunderstood. This sentence was not written alone."
"Then please tell me, Your Majesty, who is such a master, who can actually write such concise, concise and heart-piercing sentences." Master Qingyang was a little disappointed, but still looked at Ji Yannuo with expectation.
Ji Yannuo was hesitating whether to say it was Ye Fuxun.
Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will come.
"Husband, Master Qingyang." Ye Fuxun walked slowly, with a very elegant posture. She walked to Ji Yannuo and looked at Master Qingyang with some confusion.
In her impression, Master Qingyang was the kind of wise man who was indifferent to fame and wealth, and was indifferent to everything. After all, he taught generations of top scholars, so he was indeed a high-ranking teacher.
Ji Yannuo smiled and introduced Ye Fuxun to Master Qingyang: "Master, the master you are looking for is the lonely princess."
Master Qingyang was extremely astonished. He reacted and bowed to Ye Fulun: "The princess is really talented. I am ashamed of myself."
Well? Ye Fuxun didn't know what was going on at all. She hurriedly lifted Master Qingyang up and looked at Ji Yannuo for help.
Fei Ying told Fei Yun what happened in the court and informed Ji Yannuo of what he blurted out.
Ye Fuxun understood clearly that it was naturally good for later generations to come up with concise sentences that could be heard by people all over the country.
Sometimes, it is not the more complicated, but the words that seem to be noble, that are the most talented.
Words that are often catchy to read, simple to understand, and inspiring are the most difficult words to come up with that simplify the complex.
Ye Fuxun thought about it, but still didn't want to take the credit of future generations. She smiled and said: "Master, I misunderstood, and I am not the author of this sentence. I read this from an ancient book, and I was delighted when I first saw it.
Month, I have been remembering it until now."
The two parted ways, and Mrs. Qingyang still reluctantly sighed: "If the princess were a man, she would definitely be able to shine in the court."
Ye Fuxun smiled: "Thank you very much for the compliment, Master."
After watching Master Qingyang leave, Ye Fuxun breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"Godmother." Ji Ruobai ran and threw himself into Ye Fuxun's arms. He whimpered, "Godmother, why did you go to the palace? Xiaobai didn't see you when he came back. I miss you very much."
Ji Yannuo took Ji Ruobai away from behind and said with a smile: "The emperor misses you more. You should go to Yunxiao Palace to save him from talking about you every day."
"Dad just thinks that Xiaobai is disturbing your and your godmother's life." Ji Ruobai curled his lips and looked at Ye Fulun aggrievedly, his eyes wet.
Ye Fuxun pushed Ji Yannuo away to coax Ji Ruobai and took him into the incense refining room.
After lunch, Ji Ruobai was sent to Yunxiao Palace by Fei Ying.
He was still angry and dissipated when Ji Yannuo took out the candy. He even hummed a little tune and took the candy into the palace.
"Your Majesty." Ji Yannuo tiptoed behind the table, stood on tiptoes and stretched out his hand to cover the Emperor's eyes. He lowered his voice and pretended to be deep, "Guess who I am?"
The emperor naturally knew, but he pretended not to know: "I can't guess."
Ji Yannuo took his hand away and said with a happy smile: "Your Majesty, it's me."
As he spoke, he put the candy on the chopping board.
"Your Majesty, eat some candy."
The emperor was so amused that the entire Yunxiao Palace was filled with Ji Yannuo's laughter.