There's a kind of coldness that only your grandma feels.
However, there is a kind of gluttony that Wang Fu thinks you can eat.
Shen Jiao had no choice but to reluctantly accept the rice bowl, which was about the size of a washbasin.
But in Wang Fu's eyes, her distressed appearance was just like a pig at home finally getting a new food bowl, so overjoyed that it was speechless.
What a pleasant surprise!
Wang Fule was happy.
He was thinking that he would have to make an even bigger rice "bowl" for the girl in the future!
Shen Jiao gestured for Xi An to leave, then couldn't help but ask, "Eunuch Wang, besides handling official business, does His Majesty have any other plans lately?"
Wang Fu was not only an old eunuch in the palace, but also the only eunuch who could speak a few words to the tyrant.
When the tyrant was too lazy to handle many matters himself, Wang Fu would do it for him. This shows that although Wang Fu was just a steward of internal affairs, his status and position were not low.
Shen Jiao had thought of all this, which is why she decided to ask Wang Fu. He was sure that Wang Fu knew Ji Yan's plan very well.
Wang Fu paused for a moment, then replied, "No."
Shen Jiao asked suspiciously, "Really?"
"Oh, young lady, I wouldn't lie to you, no matter who else I'm lying to. We're in the same boat!" Wang Fu raised three fingers to show his loyalty.
Shen Jiao, speechless and choked with emotion, said, "If you have the guts, say those words again in front of His Majesty."
Wang Fu chuckled awkwardly: "Grasshoppers like to hop around. With a kick of their legs, they can perch on two ropes."
It seemed she wouldn't get any information out of him, but judging from Wang Fu's expression, he didn't seem to be trying to fool her.
Maybe she's overthinking it.
She ate a bit too much for dinner, and because she had been lying down for too long, she had indigestion and subconsciously rubbed her stomach.
Chen Jiao has been living a very comfortable life lately. She gets sleepy easily after eating, and she has little interest in anything.
However, her extremely sleepy appearance was a different state in Wang Fu's eyes.
Miss Shen remained slumped on the chaise longue, clearly feeling unwell!
She was rubbing her stomach; she must be having stomach problems!
Under what circumstances will your stomach feel uncomfortable?
Wang Fu carefully analyzed the situation based on his experience of living half his life in the deep palace and still managing to live a respectable life.
Miss Shen ate chilled fruit today, so the possibility of menstruation can be ruled out.
She had an upset stomach and craved sour drinks... Wang Fu's expression was subtle, and a glint of shrewdness flashed in his eyes.
The case is solved!
Miss Shen is pregnant!
Sour for a boy, spicy for a girl, the Great Yan is about to welcome a little prince!
Wang Fu, relying on his vivid imagination, secretly discovered a shocking event, which moved him to tears.
Shen Jiao is almost asleep.
In her dazed state, she saw a figure with outstretched fangs and limbs flailing wildly, which immediately woke her up.
"Eunuch Wang, what are you doing?"
Why is it acting up all of a sudden?
Wang Fu couldn't hide his smile. "Young lady, you don't understand. This old servant is just happy!"
The Great Yan dynasty has a worthy successor; this is a momentous occasion.
If it weren't for the wolves and tigers secretly watching His Majesty, he would have spent a fortune to buy firecrackers and set them off for three days and three nights!
Wang Fu burst into laughter again.
Shen Jiao: "..."
If you don't understand, just ask: What's wrong with an elderly person who has a seizure and then suddenly starts laughing uncontrollably?
"Ahem..." Worried about frightening the little girl, Wang Fu asked very tactfully, "Is your stomach upset, young lady?"
"fine."
For some reason, Shen Jiao felt that there was something hidden in his words, and she carefully examined Wang Fu.
Wang Fu carefully examined her belly.
Shen Jiao suddenly realized.
Besides being able to eat a lot, there's another kind of fatness called "Wang Fu thinks you're fat."
It seems she has been having a good appetite lately.
“Yes, that’s right, just as you think. Just know it, but don’t say it out loud.” Shen Jiao gave him a reassuring look, stopping Wang Fu from saying anything further.
She doesn't have any major flaws, she's just a bit stubborn.
She can say she's fat, but others can't; she gets upset as soon as they do!
"Very well, this old servant will keep my mouth shut," Wang Fu replied earnestly.
The issue of having offspring is of great importance and must be approached with utmost caution.
He got carried away with excitement!
Miss Shen is so thoughtful!
This is His Majesty's first child after all, and Wang Fu was still worried. He suggested, "However, in my opinion, we should still summon Young Master Liang to the palace to take the young lady's pulse."
Um?
Were the rules for women in the Great Yan Palace really that strict?
Why take diet pills when you've only gained a little weight?
She felt there was still hope for her.
Shen Jiao quickly refused, "No need, no need, I'll be careful."
Summoning the divine physician Liang to the palace at night was not a good thing, as it would easily arouse suspicion. Wang Fu was persuaded.
The more he thought about it, the happier he became, and he glanced at Shen Jiao's belly with satisfaction.
Shen Jiao swiftly pulled the blanket over herself: "!!!"
Okay, okay!
Can she eat one less bite of food tomorrow?
Wang Fu left Haoyue Palace with satisfaction, carrying a palace lantern as he rushed towards the Imperial Study.
Xi'an, who was preparing to help Shen Jiao with her purification ritual, stood frozen in place.
What was that thing that just vanished in a flash?!
When did Eunuch Wang become so agile?
...
The bronze branch-shaped candles, about half a person's height, shone brightly, illuminating the spacious imperial study as if it were daytime.
A man wearing an outer robe lazily flipped through years of accumulated official documents. His phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and his long eyelashes were reflected in the light and shadow on the screen, making them seem both real and unreal. Every now and then, he would pick up a pen and scribble a few words, then casually toss them aside.
Zuo was a top scholar who came from a poor family and went to high school. Unfortunately, he was born at the wrong time. After studying for more than 20 or 30 years, he finally managed to get out of the mountains, only to encounter a tyrant in power.
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