The harem has never been peaceful, but recently it has fallen into a strange peace. Perhaps it is because these masters and ladies do not have to meet every day, so there are fewer resentments, so there are fewer messy things in the harem.

There are many women in the harem now, but not many of them are in high positions. Those of low positions dare not speak or act out of line, and those of high positions have complicated thoughts and act even more cautiously. Everyone saw that the baby in Concubine Zhao's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and the emperor liked to go to Xihe Palace more and more. They were more and more impatient than the other.

Recently, Xihe Palace has seen the addition of many eunuchs who are good at cooking, gynecological nannies, and even two female doctors who live in the side halls of Xihe Palace every day. These people all revolve around the master of Xihe Palace, and everyone in the harem is jealous of them.

"After Concubine Zhao got pregnant, the treatment she received was too different from that of other concubines," Concubine Yan Gui, who had now lost the emperor's favor, watched from afar as the eunuchs from the Palace Department carried a lot of things and walked towards the Xihe Palace. She felt a little envious and a little schadenfreude. "But I used to see that Concubine Shu Gui was always so high and mighty, and she couldn't put anyone aside. Compared with Concubine Zhao, she is nothing."

Concubine Yan lost favor, and the person she hated the most was not Concubine Zhao, but Concubine Shu, who was usually low-key. Some people subconsciously don't like people of the same sex with the same specialties as themselves. Concubine Yan and Concubine Shu are exactly this type of people. They don't interact with each other on weekdays, but deep down, neither of them likes the other.

When Concubine Rou, who was walking in front of her, heard this, she looked at Concubine Yan with a half-smile: "No matter how unworthy Concubine Shu is, she is still a concubine, much more so than you."

"As expected, Concubine Rou is still so rude," said Concubine Yan Gui with an unpleasant expression, "But I am not Qian Wanyi, so I will let you slap me in the face."

"Look at the way you say it, as if I am usually very harsh to others," Concubine Rou glanced at her with disinterest, "Okay, go ahead and be sour, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense," and after that, she staggered away with her maid, her back looking like she was swaying with every step and looking graceful with every step.

"What nonsense! It's as if she had never been jealous of Zhuang Yuyan before," Concubine Yan snorted, turned around and left with her maid.

Zhuang Yuyan has been more active recently than in the past few months. The baby in her belly is now nearly five months old. Her bulging belly makes her look plumper. Although she is not as beautiful as before, she is more gentle. Leaning on the soft couch, listening to the musician playing the guqin, she couldn't help but look out the window. Judging from the weather, it might snow in the next few days.

The baby in her belly was getting bigger and bigger. When the baby was more than three months old, she could already feel the baby moving. An experienced nanny told her that a baby that was so early must be a prince. She was not interested in this statement. Whether it was a prince or a princess, it was her child. It was just that in this world, men were always preferred.

After listening to the guqin music for half an incense stick of time, Zhuang Yuyan waved her hand and asked the musicians to leave. The fetus in her belly should listen to music two or three times a day, and a quarter of an hour each time is enough. Any more would disturb the baby's sleep.

After the musicians left, Fu Bao, who had been waiting on the side, stepped forward and said, "Madam, the people from the clothing department came to greet you and take your measurements. They said they want to make you some thick new clothes."

"We just did it several times half a month ago, why is it happening again?" Zhuang Yuyan looked at Fu Bao lazily, "Tell them, there's no need to bother."

"Your Highness, this is something the Emperor specifically ordered. He said that your baby is getting bigger and bigger, and clothes that are too loose won't keep you warm, and clothes that are too small won't make you comfortable, so he specifically ordered the Palace Department to make you a few new clothes every month. It's almost the New Year, and the people at the Qintian Observatory said it's going to snow in the next few days, so how can you not buy some new clothes, Your Highness?" Fu Bao said with a flattering smile, "Besides, isn't this the Emperor's love for you, Your Highness? How can Your Highness waste his kindness?"

"You are getting better at speaking. Let them all come in," Zhuang Yuyan held Yunxi's hand and stood up and walked a few steps in the room. After the people from the Clothing Bureau came to measure the size, they heard the eunuch announcing that the emperor had arrived.

When they reached the door, they saw the emperor striding in. Zhuang Yuyan smiled and asked, "Why is the emperor here at this time?"

"There's nothing important today, so I came early to see my child," he reached out and held Zhuang Weiyan's hand, and the two of them sat down on the couch together.

Since the last time Zhuang Yuyan thought that he only liked the prince and not the princess, Feng Jin called the baby in her belly a child instead of a prince. Zhuang Yuyan was very satisfied with Feng Jin's performance during this period. At least Feng Jin's behavior showed his expectations for this child.

When a woman is pregnant, she can appropriately let the man participate in some small things to let him know how difficult it is for a woman. This will make the man more aware of his sense of responsibility as a father, and after the child is born, his relationship with the child will be deeper.

Yun Xi, who was serving beside him, watched her master and the emperor talking about trivial matters in a relaxed manner, and watched the emperor's attitude towards her master, just like an ordinary couple. She couldn't help but think that maybe her master's feelings for the emperor were not just delusional, at least the emperor also had some feelings for her. Otherwise, how could people pay attention to Xihe Palace every day, and it would be impossible for him to come almost every day to tell stories to the unborn prince.

She had never seen how other men and women get along with each other, but watching her master and the emperor, she always felt that this was not bad. However... Yun Xi's eyes dimmed slightly. There were so many women in the palace, and there would be many young and beautiful women entering the palace in the future. Would the emperor still treat her master like this?

No matter what, she was always worried about her master. It was really pitiful for a woman who fell in love in the harem.

"It's moving?!" Feng Jin's hand, which was gently placed on Zhuang Yuyan's belly, retracted as if burned. This was the first time he clearly felt that slow beating, but the feeling was too novel, so novel that he didn't dare to touch the belly with a little more force, as if he would hit the baby in the belly with a little more force.

"Your Majesty, our child may be playing kicking," Zhuang Yuyan saw the emperor's curious look, and couldn't help but smile and gently put his hand on her belly. Then the child in her belly moved again. Seeing the emperor's excited smile, she widened her eyes and said in surprise, "Hey, it's so energetic now. The child is saying hello to your Majesty."

The beating under his palm was so wonderful that Feng Jian could not help but bend down, put his face against Zhuang Yuyan's abdomen, and said with a smile: "Child, I am your father." Then, his face was shocked through the skin, and he laughed happily.

Looking at the childlike man, Zhuang Yuyan smiled and reached out her hand to gently stroke the emperor's back, suppressing the satisfaction in her eyes. She had made every move correctly. No matter how mature and great a man is, he has a childish side. Only by letting him understand how this life grows up day by day can he value him more.

The more he expects from this child now, the more effort he will put into educating him and expecting him in the future. It may be hard for a child to bear the expectations of his parents, but such a child can go further in the royal family. If he ends up like the second prince who was sent out of the palace, it would be truly tragic.

This man's heart is biased. She doesn't have the ability to make him devote all his energy to all his children, but she has to make sure that he values ​​his own children the most.

This is the helplessness of the times and the sorrow of women. If it were in the previous life, she would either get divorced or be castrated. Which woman would tolerate such a thing and want to live happily together with her sisters? Please go to the stallion novel to find it.

After dinner, Feng Jian personally held Zhuang Yuyan's hand and asked her to walk around the room several times. Then the two of them squeezed into the same basin to soak their feet. Judging from the emperor's appearance, he seemed to be enjoying it.

Zhuang Yuyan placed her foot on the back of Feng Jin's foot and said, "Your Majesty's feet are quite thick. I've heard that people with thick feet are blessed."

Feng Jin glanced at Zhuang Yuyan's slender and white feet and said, "I don't believe this. Even if your feet are not thick enough, you will still be blessed."

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yuyan used her toes to pinch Feng Jian's feet and said with a happy smile: "Your Majesty is blessed, and I am also blessed to be by your side."

"You, just believe in those messy things," such as the blessing sachet and secretly touching the ears, this woman always believed in those illusory things, but her feelings were hard to resist. Feng Jin reached out and held her hand in his palm. The warm and tender hand made his heart gradually soften.

After the two of them lay down in the warm quilt, Gao Dezhong, Yunxi and the others packed up everything and quietly left. After closing the door, the servants seemed to hear faint voices from inside.

Gao Dezhong glanced at the door behind him. The emperor had been fond of reading all kinds of children's story books in the past two months, and had even taken notes on some of the stories. Could he be discussing the story with Concubine Zhao now?

Inside the house, Zhuang Yuyan lay on the soft quilt, listening to the emperor telling how the little white rabbit and the little black rabbit picked radishes. Although his storytelling skills had not improved, his spirit was still worthy of praise. She half-closed her eyes, listened to the end, and still succumbed to the emperor's flat and boring tone and fell asleep.

This is truly a lullaby-like story. I wonder if the baby in my belly will be affected by my storytelling skills in the future.

Outside the window, the first snow of this year began to fall, and the originally quiet Xihe Palace became even quieter.

In Changtian Building, Qian Wanyi stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of Xihe Palace, not feeling sleepy at all.