The imperial concubine is favored by the Six Palaces again

Chapter 737

At the beginning of December, although there was no snow outside, it was very cold.

Charcoal basins have long been used in the palace,

Especially in Concubine Ning Shu's palace, she was afraid of the cold, and even used a charcoal basin in November.

Perhaps being afraid of the cold is hereditary, and the fifth prince is also a little afraid of the cold.

This is not a big problem, now Concubine Ning Shu is one of the four concubines, even if she is unfavored, how can the House of Internal Affairs treat their mother and child badly?
It's just that it's the twelfth lunar month and it's time to start preparing for the New Year. This year Wen Xian has to take care of the little prince, so many things are on the imperial concubine's head.

The imperial concubine has been so busy these past few days that she has been dizzy. When she thought that she would be busy from the Laba Festival to the new year, the imperial concubine sighed heavily.

Meng Chengye was the No.18 writer of the twelfth lunar month, a day earlier this year.

But in the end it's pretty much the same, next year's NO.18 will still be written.

On the first day of the holiday, Meng Chengye went to Jiang Yuming's palace to nest for the whole afternoon.

Jiang Yuming was holding an embroidery shed to embroider clothes for the little princess, while Meng Chengye picked up a book that Jiang Yuming hadn't finished reading and was reading it.

The two of them didn't speak, although they were doing their own things, but it was extra reassuring.

Jiang Yuming embroidered a little slowly. Occasionally, if she embroidered something wrong, she would take it apart and embroider it again.

Yuyu took Ting Qiu to find Jing Luo. After all, Ting Qiu was taken by a nanny and went to Axian's Palace again, so Jiang Yuming didn't worry too much.

In order to spend the whole afternoon lying on the soft couch.

In a few days, I will go to Changyin Pavilion to listen to the opera, and I can go to listen to it until the end of the year.

Of course, you don't have to go, it's nothing.

At the beginning, the status was low and the body couldn't help but go, but now that the status is different, the things that can be done are naturally different.

Jiang Yuming looked at the little clothes in his hand and sighed: "I guess Qiu will grow up when I make this clothes."

Meng Chengye glanced at Jiang Yuming and turned a page of the book in his hand: "Hmph."

Jiang Yuming glared at Meng Chengye: "What are you humming?"

Meng Chengye looked at the book in his hand and said nothing, but his heart was sore.

He hasn't even worn the clothes made by Chacha himself.

In the afternoon of the next day, Jiang Yuming went to Changying Pavilion to listen to the opera. Wen Xian didn't come today, saying that she was going to take care of the child in the palace.

Jiang Yuming smiled and shook her head, Ah Xian really wanted to watch the child day and night.

How can a child be so delicate?

The next day, Wen Xian came to Changyin Pavilion with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

Seeing Jiang Yuming was there, he called Jiang Yuming out.

"Chacha...", Wen Xian's voice was a little worried and tired.

"What's the matter?" Jiang Yuming took Wen Xian's hand, "Why are your hands so cold? You don't want to hug Mrs. Tang."

Jiang Yuming stuffed her Tang Pozi into Wen Xian's arms.

Wen Xian sighed, choked with sobs and said, "Chacha, don't cry or make trouble when you're shocked, I feel uneasy."

Jiang Yuming: "???"

Is there such a good thing?

How can her son be so good?
Jiang Yuming smiled: "It's a good thing, you don't know that Yuyu tormented me enough, and often cried in the middle of the night."

"But, they all said that it's normal for children to cry and fuss. Jing Luo ate and slept all day, and didn't cry much, and even slept soundly at night...", Wen Xian said As he spoke, he choked up.

Jiang Yuming smiled unkindly for a while before saying, "Ah Xian, everyone's child is different, why don't you think about it because Jing Luo is too sensible?"

Wen Xian was stunned for a while, then said: "Really?"

"Just believe me. Some children are born to be very obedient. Look at Tingqiu, don't they cry and make trouble? They are brothers and sisters destined to have the same temperament.", Jiang Yuming comforted.

In fact, Jiang Yuming's words are true. Some children are born to be extraordinarily well-behaved, and some children are born to cry and make trouble.

There are also some who just love to sleep. Yuyu just can't sleep during the day and cries at night.

It's also a naughty little fairy.

Wen Xian looked at Jiang Yuming dubiously, and said, "Really?"

"It's absolutely true. If you don't believe me, you can ask the imperial doctor to see how Jingluo is. Then you will know whether what I said is true or not.", Jiang Yuming patted Wen Xian's hand.

"I'm just afraid. It's my first time raising a child, so I don't have much experience." Wen Xian said softly.

Especially when she saw that other people's children were crying and fussy, but Jing Luo was extraordinarily well-behaved, she was really afraid that something would happen to Jing Luo.

In fact, it's just that Jing Luo was born more well-behaved.

What's more, Jing Luo doesn't stop crying and fussing, occasionally he will cry and fuss, but compared with normal times, Jing Luo looks extraordinarily well-behaved.

Only then did Wen Xian feel relieved: "Then I'll go back first, I'll go and see Jing Luo."

Jiang Yuming nodded: "Okay, don't worry, sister Liu and I will take care of everything here."

Wen Xian nodded and went back.

Jiang Yuming stood by the fence and watched Wen Xian's disappearing figure, sighed and said, "It seems that Ah Xian is very interested in Jing Luo."

It seemed that she, a mother, was not in a hurry.

But she is really not in a hurry, seeing A'xian's appearance, she can put Jingluo in A'xian's place to raise her with peace of mind.

"Master, it's windy outside, let's go in." Elan said softly.

Jiang Yuming glanced at the hall behind him, and said with a smile, "It's warmer outside. Look at the draft inside, it's freezing to death."

Elan glanced at the concubines who were not interested in watching the show, and then at Jiang Yuming who was standing against the wind.

Suddenly, I felt that the inside was the same temperature as the outside.

However, the structure of Changyin Pavilion is very old. It is said that it is an old stage that existed a long time ago.

There is not much room in the palace to build another stage, besides, Changyin Pavilion occupies a relatively large area and there are many buildings inside.

It is really troublesome to demolish Changyin Pavilion and build a new one, and it may not be able to be repaired in a year.

In addition, there is a festival or something on weekdays, and the master next to him wants to listen to a play or something.

If the Changyin Pavilion is demolished, where will the masters go to listen to the opera?
So Changyin Pavilion stayed.

Jiang Yuming was standing on the edge of the fence looking at the scenery below and was fascinated. The imperial concubine came over at some point.

"What's the matter?" the imperial concubine asked while hugging Mrs. Tang.

Jiang Yuming said without looking back, "Sister Liu, doesn't it feel much warmer here than inside?"

The imperial concubine was stunned for a moment, and said, "It seems to be."

So the imperial concubine stood here chatting with Jiang Yuming.

Jiang Yuming also came to Changyin Pavilion for a few days to listen to the opera, but at the end of the year, it was getting colder and colder.

It's just that it hasn't snowed yet, and I don't know when it will snow this year.

Looking at the weather outside, Jiang Yuming touched Mrs. Tang who was already a little cold.

(End of this chapter)