The fake imperial concubine was spoiled by the Six Palaces

Chapter 47
The palace servant quickly brought up the water, Qi Huai lowered his head and washed his hands seriously.

The sound of washing hands can be heard.

Lin Zhaoyi stared at Qi Huai and smiled, but tears welled up in her eyes, "I feel a lot about it."

She was probably ill, she was more emotional than usual, and she was both surprised and moved when she thought of Qi Huai helping her to wipe away the sweat just now.

Laughing and crying.

Qi Huai, who was washing his hands, paused and asked the maid to wipe her tears, "You have a good rest, I am here with you."

After Qi Huai washed his hands, he wiped his hands with a clean handkerchief.

Lin Zhaoyi glanced at him gratefully, lowered her eyelids again, and pursed her lips shyly.

Qi Huai knew what happened today.

Lin Zhaoyi didn't mention it, and he didn't say it either.

"The queen mother sent a lot of things to the concubine today." Said she was sleeping, but Lin Zhaoyi pointed at the Guanyin that sent her son, and blushed.

Qi Huai twitched the corners of his mouth, "The queen mother will send it to you, you can just keep it."

"The queen mother also said, let the concubines take care of themselves and give birth to a dragon son for the emperor as soon as possible."

When she said this, Lin Zhaoyi's face was full of longing.

She put her hand under the pillow from the quilt, took out a talisman, and showed it to Qi Huai: "This is also given to the concubine by the queen mother."

Qi Huai couldn't understand these things, but combined with the Avalokitesvara, he could also guess the function of this talisman.

The empress dowager is eager to hold her grandson's mind, and he knows it.

Qi Huai felt helpless in his heart, but he still patiently said to her: "Take it well, I also look forward to your giving birth to the emperor."

The rain outside seemed to have stopped, the rain stopped, and the night was deeper.

The door was half closed.

The night wind slowly blew into the house, and the candles flickered and flickered, swaying unsteadily, disturbing the bed curtains, and also disturbing Lin Zhaoyi's heart.

Her heart was beating non-stop, and her eyes fell on Qi Huai's handsome face.

Qi Huai's face was sharp and angular, with delicate facial features, and his thick and slender eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyes.

Lin Zhaoyi couldn't help raising her hand, but Qi Huai grabbed her hand and put it back under the bed.

"It's cold, don't freeze."

The voice is deep and thick, like a mellow wine, which is intoxicating.

Lin Zhaoyi's heart seemed to be filled with honey, and it was sweet. She bit her lips lightly and nodded her head cutely.

The dead of night is a good time to whisper.

The dark night gives people the courage to speak their minds unscrupulously to the other party.

"Your Majesty, my concubine has never been able to get pregnant. Is it because my concubine's body is not very good?" Lin Zhaoyi touched her flat stomach with a sad expression on her face.

For a month, the emperor stayed with her for half a month, and did not drink Bizi soup, but her stomach didn't move at all, and Lin Zhaoyi was also very anxious.

Qi Huai's eyes sank, and he comforted her: "Maybe it's because fate hasn't arrived yet, don't think about it, go to sleep, it's getting late."

There was a three-time watch outside, and it was already three, and he had to go to the morning court tomorrow.

Lin Zhaoyi knew how to behave, so naturally she would not pester the emperor, but just lifted the quilt and said that Qi Huai would come up and rest with her.

Qi Huai didn't accept it, instead, under the banner of thinking about her body, he rejected her, "I'll leave when you fall asleep."

Although Lin Zhaoyi was a little disappointed, she didn't show it. She obediently closed her eyes.

The high fever made her exhausted, and she fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Hearing Lin Zhaoyi's even breathing, Qi Huai got up and walked in the direction of Dongnuan Palace.

As soon as he entered the door, someone helped him make a pot of hot water.

Qi Huai took the saponin and carefully rubbed his hands.

I washed it several times before giving up.

Eunuch Rong took a handkerchief to help him clean his hands.

Qi Huaiyou felt that it was not enough, so he called for a water bath again, not to mention it for the time being.

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)