Jiang Ying turned around and burrowed into his arms. "I'm sleepy. It's nothing. Let's talk about it when we get home."
Yan Zhuo, "..."
Oh! Don't think he doesn't know, in her eyes, nothing is too big!
However, it was obvious that Jiang Ying was not the only one who behaved unkindly. Halfway through, Yan Zhuo was holding the sleeping Jiang Ying and was quickly intercepted.
Eunuch Huang looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry, Your Highness Prince Mo. The Emperor said that the situation of the Imperial Concubine and the child is still unstable. He hopes that the future Princess Mo will temporarily stay in the palace."
Anyway, they had both lived in His Royal Highness Prince Mo's residence once, so it was familiar to them.
Yan Zhuo wanted to go home and read the letter, but he was helpless.
Finally, he said with a fierce face, "Go, invite my son to the palace. I miss him!"
Don’t just show off like an emperor. Humph, he has a son too!
This was the simplest thing for Eunuch Huang, and he believed that the Emperor was eager for the young Prince Yan Zhi to enter the palace, so that Prince Mo and his wife would not be restless and want to leave...
There is a strange phenomenon here, and it seems that no one in the palace is aware of it.
That is: everyone tacitly assumes that Yan Zhuo and Jiang Ying are husband and wife, but it is obvious that the two of them have not even gotten married yet.
After a night's rest, Jiang Ying finally recovered a lot.
The Yuntai Palace was quiet, and no bad news came.
The next day, when Monkey Son and Siyu suddenly appeared, Jiang Ying was shocked, "How did you get into the palace?"
"Mother~" Little Yanzhi could already clearly shout out these two words.
At the same time, he opened his arms and excitedly threw himself into Jiang Ying's arms.
Jiang Ying took the nearly 20-pound milk ball in her hand and heard Siyu say, "The prince asked Eunuch Huang to take me and the young master into the palace. When I came last night, the princess was already asleep, so I took the young master to sleep in the next room."
Jiang Ying rolled her eyes at Yan Zhuo and asked, "You let your son enter the palace, why don't you sleep with him?"
There was a hint of disappointment in his tone.
Stupid man, what a great opportunity to develop a relationship with your son.
Yan Zhuo was stunned, then touched his thigh, his expression seemed to say: Ah, is this still possible?
but……
The next moment, the first thought that came to mind was:
How can cultivating a relationship with your son be as important as cultivating a relationship with your wife?
Jiang Ying, “…”
Xiao Yanzhi, "..."
Come on, the scumbag dad is still a scumbag.
Remaining inspection time: unlimited extension!
Not long after, Eunuch Huang sent the emperor to Yuntai Palace after the morning court session, and immediately came to Jiaofutai to invite the couple.
Eunuch Huang, who was over half a month old, was out of breath after running a few times.
When Jiang Ying saw him, his nerves tensed up, "Eunuch Huang, it can't be the Imperial Concubine..."
Before he could finish his words, Eunuch Huang waved his hands and said, "No, no, the Imperial Concubine and the little prince and princess are all fine. It's just that the Emperor was frightened yesterday, so Princess Mo must come and see them in person."
The main thing is that the emperor thought about the name all night last night and was waiting for Prince Mo to help him choose.
This kind of treatment is rare even among princes, let alone princesses.
I think we only had such good fortune when the eldest prince was born.
Jiang Ying naturally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Okay, okay, as long as you're fine. I'll feed the child and be right over."
Children usually don’t eat complementary food in the morning, they only drink morning milk, so Jiang Ying said this mainly because he was hungry.
I thought that if I went to Yuntai Palace, given the emperor's erratic temper, I might not even be able to get a meal, so I'd better eat first.
The visitors quickly replenished their bowls of noodles and then rushed to Yuntai Hall with their children.
On the way, Yan Zhuo spoke briefly and concisely about the commotion she hadn't witnessed in the delivery room yesterday. "It seems that Concubine Chen's injury, fall, and miscarriage are closely related to the two princes!"
Jiang Ying was quite surprised, "How could it be?"
Yan Zhuo touched her hair lovingly and said, "Don't think too much. Maybe this matter will be concluded soon."
First, the emperor said he would find out the truth and clear the child's name.
Second, neither the Queen nor Concubine Ruan is a pushover. One can only say that the person behind the scenes took such a big risk, but I wonder if he has hidden his tail well!
Concubine Chen had just given birth and could not get out of bed for at least three days.
It's only the second day.
Moreover, she had an episiotomy. Even if Jiang Ying's suturing skills were excellent, it would take about a week to recover, otherwise it would easily cause infection due to friction.
The emperor finally got a son and a daughter as he wished. He was grinning from ear to ear all day long and was very patient in staying with Concubine Chen in the inner room. In a larger bamboo crib next to them lay a brother and sister who were sleeping soundly.
When Jiang Ying's family of three arrived, they could clearly hear the laughter of adults playing with children.
It is said that the Empress Dowager even came to see the Third Prince. The old lady, who had always disliked Concubine Chen, rarely praised the child for being well-raised.
Even though she looked down on the emperor and felt that he was more like the late emperor than her biological mother, the relationship between generations was close, and most elderly people could not resist this.
The family of three entered the house. There was nothing to be shy about, so the emperor simply ordered the screen in front of the bed to be removed so that communication would be more convenient.
But he didn't say much, and Yan Zhuo kept his eyes lowered the whole time, not looking around at all.
The emperor smiled, stood up and patted his shoulder, "Okay, let's go to the study to talk, and let the women here."
He stared at Jiang Ying and said, "Princess Mo, my beloved concubine and the prince and princess are all in your care. Please take her pulse carefully."
Jiang Ying resisted the urge to roll her eyes. Concubine Chen couldn't bear to watch and said to the emperor, "Your Majesty, I am fine. Princess Mo has been so kind to me and my two children that I can't even kneel down to thank her enough. Please don't speak nonsense."
The emperor pointed at the imperial concubine, but his eyes were on Yan Zhuo, "Look, they are so affectionate like sisters, but where do they put me? I came all this way to attend the morning court in vain, what a heartless thing."
Yan Zhuo walked out. He didn't want to look at such an emperor, who was an eyesore.
When only Yue Xi and Madam Zou, who were serving the Imperial Concubine, were left in the room, Jiang Ying walked over with a smile and said, "Your Majesty, you may need to lie down. Let me take a look at your wound."
She did give Yuexi iodine water and asked her to help Concubine Chen clean her wound twice a day.
Once in the morning and once in the evening.
After that, apply the "recombinant human epidermal growth factor gel" to accelerate repair. To a certain extent, it can prevent the scabby wound from turning black and hard, and it is also more friendly to people with scars. Otherwise, how can we say technology and hard work?
In terms of effectiveness, Chinese medicine is obviously not as good as Western medicine!
If a woman does not take good care of the area where she had her episiotomy during childbirth, it will inevitably affect the sexual experience of the emperor and the imperial concubine.
Men like tender, smooth and elastic skin.
Getting hurt isn't scary; what's scary is the hardening of the scar. It's like putting your lips on a bamboo tube with the mouth of a knot right at the end of the knot, and it's bound to rub against you.
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