When Ying Zheng saw the little baby, he felt as if he was in a dream.
This dream was real after all. Ying Zheng's palm gently caressed the baby girl's face, feeling the indescribable touch that penetrated the soul.
"Your Majesty, you won't be disappointed, right?" Jing salamander looked at Ying Zheng and said.
Although Jingyu could not hide her tiredness at this time, her eyes showed a different look. It was her body that was tired, not her spirit.
At this time, her spirit was in an unprecedented state, excited, satisfied, and a little bit uneasy.
"It doesn't matter if it's a girl, we will still have many opportunities in the future." Ying Zheng, who was sitting in front of the bed, held the hand of Jing Salamander hidden under the quilt and said.
"Yeah." Jing Salamander smiled softly, and there will be many opportunities in the future.
Moreover, I also like my daughter more. Jing salamander added to himself in his heart.
Her only worry before was that Ying Zheng might be disappointed by this. When Ying Zheng was not disappointed, her last worry disappeared.
At this time, Jing Salamander was completely immersed in the joy of becoming a mother for the first time.
Jingli looked sideways at his daughter beside him, thinking about whether to teach his daughter swordsmanship or something else in the future.
"Zheng'er, it's time for Jing Salamander to rest, and it's time for you to return to Xianyang Palace." Zhao Ji, who was watching the whole process, couldn't help but say.
This is Xingle Palace. When Jing Salamander was found to be pregnant, she was taken here by Zhao Ji. In Zhao Ji's words, she is an experienced person.
"It's getting late, Your Majesty, please go back first." Jing Salamander heard this and said to Ying Zheng.
"Then come back tomorrow." Ying Zheng looked at the timer and said.
"Yeah." Frightened Salamander nodded.
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When Ying Zheng returned to Xianyang Palace, it was already late at night.
Ying Zheng, who was in a good mood, had no intention of resting at all. Instead, he found the slips and read them again. At this time, Honglian, who was supposed to be resting, could only stay by Ying Zheng's side and respond to Ying Zheng's calls at any time.
Summon.
However, for Hong Lian's current age, it is the age for snoozing. With the sound of turning the bamboo slips in Ying Zheng's hand, Hong Lian only felt more and more sleepy.
Are those things really that interesting? Hong Lian suppressed her sleepiness and looked at Ying Zheng with increasingly puzzled eyes.
Hong Lian didn't know much about Ying Zheng. Although she had been with Ying Zheng for several months, the communication between Ying Zheng and her was very limited, but Hong Lian was not unfamiliar with a creature like Wang.
Her father was King Han. In her memory, her father, King Han, had already rested at this point in time, and he was resting with his concubines.
However, Honglian did not see those things in Ying Zheng. What she saw was that Ying Zheng was still looking through the bamboo slips at this time, and he was still alone.
In Xianyang Palace, except for that woman, there seems to be no other woman.
The drowsy Honglian could only force herself to think about something, as if this was the only way to gain some attention.
In the end, Honglian didn't know when she fell asleep. When she woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day.
The winter sunlight shone into the main hall through the windows, causing Honglian to subconsciously close her eyes. After a while to adapt, she slowly opened them again.
It was only at this time that she noticed that there was a soft couch under her body. Having stayed in Xianyang Palace for several months, she certainly knew that such a soft couch belonged to Ying Zheng.
The next moment, Honglian's eyes were fixed on the bedside, where these clothes that were very familiar to her were stacked.
Could it be? Honglian was suddenly frightened, and he opened the fur covering his body in a panic, and a dazzling white body appeared in front of Honglian.
Honglian is more familiar with this body than anyone else, because she is the owner of this body.
Having passed her eleventh birthday, Honglian, who was already somewhat conscious, looked at her body nervously. After letting go, there was nothing special about her body, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She knew that some people always liked to play some inexplicable games with some girls, such as her father Han Wangan.
She had heard a similar statement from Han Wangan. Although she didn't know what those games were, she knew that any palace maid who played those games would have to lie down for several days.
Fortunately, she didn't feel anything wrong at this time. It seems that nothing special happened when she fell asleep.
Honglian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this.
Honglian quickly armed herself and walked out of the hall. Today, since the owner here is not here, she can freely arrange her own time.
When Honglian walked out of the hall, she subconsciously looked at the sky. The winter sun was very warm, making her feel as if she had returned to the Han Palace.
"Sister Honglian, are you hungry?" While Honglian was lazily bathing in the winter sunshine, a palace maid walked up to Honglian carrying a food box and asked with a flattering smile.
"What do you want to do?" Honglian saw the person coming and subconsciously distanced herself from him.
The person in front of her was hostile to her. Although Honglian didn't know where this person's hostility towards her came from, she was very sensitive and could sense this hostility very well.
She is a very smart girl, but her status in Korea and her arrogant personality make her rarely use her brain.
Now, her experience in Xianyang Palace has taught her to observe everything around her and to use wisdom to deal with problems she encounters.
"Sister Honglian, these are the king's instructions before he leaves." The palace maid tried to keep her posture as low as possible.
"His Majesty?" When Honglian heard that person, she suddenly felt a strange emotion in her heart. Did she... last night?
This gesture of Honglian fell in the eyes of the palace maid, which further confirmed her suspicions, and jealousy instantly took over her reason.
However, I also thought that Honglian was no longer what she used to be. Her so-called jealousy could not only bring disaster to herself, but could not achieve anything else. Reason overcame jealousy again.
"I am here to congratulate Sister Honglian." The palace maid said to Honglian with a smile she thought was in her best condition.
"Congratulations?" Honglian asked confused.
Have you encountered any good things in the past year? Honglian looked through her memories, but she really couldn't find anything that made her happy.
"Yes, Sister Honglian, you are the second woman who can stay overnight in Xianyang Palace besides Meiren," the palace maid said.
Stay overnight? Woman? When these two words entered Hong Lian's ears, her round ears instantly became blood red, and she felt a faint heat coming out.
I'm still a girl. Thinking of this, Honglian grabbed the food box and ran away.