Liang Jiugong: ...
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Your Majesty, you are so happy, yet you let a pregnant woman live in Xinzheku?
How to maintain pregnancy in a place like Xinzheku?
Liang Jiugong had a thousand questions in his mind, but in the end he didn't dare to ask a single question.
[The Emperor's father was quite surprised. In his previous life, he doted on his sixth brother so much that he even named him Yinzuo.]
[In this life, I heard that Wu Ya was pregnant, so why did they let her live in the Xinzheku? Aren't they worried about the emperor's heir? ? ]
Yinzuo?
Kangxi frowned.
The word "Zuo" should not be used casually. Why would he give that word to Uya's child? How should Baocheng deal with it?
Kangxi was angry at his previous self.
He decided that in this life he would never do anything that would give his beloved son the opportunity to become a stepping stone.
In the blink of an eye, it was New Year's Eve.
With everyone's careful care, the old lady finally recovered completely on New Year's Eve.
Not only did he attend the palace banquet, he also looked in good spirits.
Everyone was in good spirits, except the Imperial Concubine, who looked haggard.
There was no other way. These days, she not only had to deal with all matters in the harem, but also had to go to the Cining Palace to attend to the sick every day.
The most important thing is that she has to kneel at the gate of the Qianqing Palace every day.
There really is endless work to do and endless worries every day.
After three rounds of drinks, Xiaozhuang spoke.
"I'm so sorry to bother you lately, Noble Consort. You've been taking care of the palace banquets and tending to an old woman like me. You look so haggard."
Tong Jia never expected that Xiaozhuang would say such words for her in such an occasion. After a slight pause, her eyes filled with tears and even her voice was choked.
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