When he looked up, he saw Jiang Zhili, dressed in a middle-aged suit, sitting beside the bed, looking at him with a half-smile...
Song Yi paused his slightly bent waist, then straightened up. He coughed lightly, took out the red plum behind him, and handed it to the beauty.
"The red plum blossoms are so tempting, but they cannot compare to the beauty of the young lady. I admire her so much."
When Song Yi wants to please someone, he always lowers his posture like this, and Jiang Zhili falls for it.
"It's really boring to see only red plums every day," Jiang Zhili said this, but he still took the red plums.
It was freezing cold and there was nowhere to go on weekdays. Song Yi understood that she was not disgusted with Hongmei, but was just feeling bored in the house.
The road was slippery and she was pregnant, so she was inevitably cautious.
Song Yi took Jiang Zhili into his arms and said, "I have just ordered the palace servants to build a snow-viewing pavilion in this courtyard tonight. There will also be a place to boil pots in the pavilion, and the stove will be made bigger so that you won't get cold while enjoying the snow in the pavilion."
After finishing his official duties recently, he started drawing the blueprints for a pavilion. The pavilion sounds simple, but it is very complicated to implement. Every aspect must be considered, especially how to keep the pavilion warm when it is drafty on all sides...
After thinking for many days, he finally finished the work before he arrived, and immediately ordered the palace servants to start repairs.
Jiang Zhili's eyes lit up and he looked towards the window.
In the dark courtyard, a small circle of lanterns lit up, and a dozen palace servants and eunuchs were busy repairing something.
"Your Majesty must really love me," Jiang Zhili raised her hand and hooked Song Yi's neck. She looked flirtatious and very alluring.
It’s really boring to stay in the temple every day. It would be so exciting to eat hot pot in the snow!
Seeing the beauty happy, Song Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He helped Jiang Zhili onto the bed, held her in his arms and kissed her again and again.
The next morning.
Song Yi had just stood up when Jiang Zhili woke up. She looked at the man standing in front of the bed, changing clothes with his back to her.
"Song Yi, when will the pavilion be completed?"
She wants to enjoy the snow and eat hotpot.
Song Yi turned around and saw Jiang Zhili's watery eyes filled with expectation. His heart moved, and he bent down and kissed the beauty on the forehead.
"In three days at most, Zhizhi will be able to enter the pavilion to enjoy the snow and eat hotpot."
Jiang Zhili grabbed Song Yi's collar and offered his soft lips.
On the bright yellow dragon bed, two figures were entangled, creating a warm atmosphere in the room.
Song Yi bit Jiang Zhili's lips until they were slightly swollen, then he reluctantly got up and went to court.
Jiang Zhili couldn't sleep either, so he got up and had breakfast, then went to the corridor outside the palace gate and watched the palace servants build a pavilion.
Linglong put the cloak on her and said, "Your Majesty is truly kind to you. Even an ordinary husband would be hard-pressed to have such considerations."
Their queen is so blessed, it’s really great.
Jiang Zhili looked at the palace maids in the courtyard wearing thick cotton clothes. She told Linglong, "Make some ginger soup for them."
Linglong responded and said with a smile, "Your Majesty is truly considerate of your servants."
***
Just as Song Yi said, the pavilion took three full days to build and was not completed until the afternoon of the third day.
On the second day after the completion, Jiang Zhili set up a pot in the pavilion. The snow-viewing pavilion was surrounded by transparent glass, through which the wind and snow outside could be clearly seen, as if one was in the wind and snow.
It is called a pavilion, but it is more like a transparent and warm house, and it even has a ground heating system.
Just as Jiang Zhili put up the pot, Song Yi, wearing a dragon robe, appeared.
The man faced the wind and snow, with many snowflakes falling on his head and shoulders. When he walked into the pavilion, he was covered in snow and wind, and his whole body was wrapped in coldness and frost. Only his black eyes were stained with a hint of tenderness.
Jiang Zhili stood on tiptoe and brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders: "You won't let the palace maids hold an umbrella for you."
Song Yi stopped her and held her hand to his chest: "The snow is very cold, be careful not to freeze your hands."
At this time, Eunuch Deng came forward with a smile and smoothed the snow off Song Yi's shoulders.
"Let the slave come."
As he was talking, the pot started boiling.
Jiang Zhili had a double-flavored hot pot, which was not available in that era. She specially asked the palace servants to make the pot, which was quite convenient.
Song Yi fixed his gaze on the red pot.
He knew that the beauty liked spicy food.
There is snow flying outside the pavilion, but it is warm as spring inside. It is really a peaceful time.
It was already afternoon when the two of them finished eating the hot pot.
Song Yi carried Jiang Zhili to the bedroom and coaxed her to sleep. Then he got up and went to the desk beside him to start reviewing memorials.
***
The days passed like this, and soon it was Jiang Zhili's seventh month of pregnancy.
At this time, her lower abdomen was bulging and her chest had grown a lot, but the rest of her limbs remained unchanged and were still slender.
Because of pregnancy, she looks very charming. In other words, due to the influence of hormones, she looks more charming.
Jiang Zhili's appearance made Song Yi extremely irresistible. He begged her for help countless nights...
That evening, Song Yi helped Jiang Zhili take a walk in the imperial garden.
Spring is about to end and the weather is getting hotter. Pregnant women become more irritable. Jiang Zhili is very afraid of heat, so she moved her daily walk from the afternoon to the evening.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two of them, giving them a slightly smoky red veil.
Jiang Zhili held her belly and said, "Song Yi, what should we name the baby?"
"Zheng," Song Yi said without even thinking about it.
The imperial physician diagnosed that Zhizhi was pregnant with a prince.
Jiang Zhili looked at the man: "Zheng? Song Zheng?"
That sounds good.
Song Yi held her waist and said confidently: "A good man defends his country. As a prince, you must set an example. Send him to the army when he is three years old. He cannot return to the capital unless he has made achievements in the military."
If possible, he would have sent the child far away as soon as he was born so as not to distract Zhizhi's attention!
When he thought about giving his rations to that brat in the future, he felt like giving him a beating.
Jiang Zhili: "..."
"This is your child, not your enemy," she pinched Song Yi hard.
What kind of devilish father is this, throwing his own flesh and blood into the army when he was only three years old?
Song Yi hummed softly: "A good man has ambitions in all directions."
The baby's name was decided.
The closer it got to the due date, the more tense Song Yi became. As a result, he became very attached to Jiang Zhili, and now he even stopped attending court.
All court affairs were moved to the bedroom. Jiang Zhili was inside and his desk was outside, separated by a huge screen. If court officials had important matters, they would also meet with the emperor in the bedroom.
Jiang Zhili was forced to listen to important court affairs every day, which almost became her lullaby.
Song Yi was extremely anxious every day, fearing that she might have an accident. Seeing this gave her a severe headache, so she asked the palace maids to bring some balls of thread and gold thread.
Let the man make clothes for Zheng Baby to relieve anxiety.
Song Yi was reluctant at first. If he had to do it, he would do it for Zhizhi, not for that brat. But when Jiang Zhili's eyes turned cold, he compromised.
So I used that brat to practice, and when he did it well, I gave it to Zhizhi.
Time flies and it’s almost time for Jiang Zhili to give birth...
[It’s time to have a baby.]
Gousheng is a jealous person! 】
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