Concubine, she rises step by step

Chapter 129 Parallel Space-Time
"Parallel time and space?" asked kindly in a low voice.

【Yingbao scratches his head, trying to hide. 】

Kindly pinching Yingbao's small head, he asked hesitantly, "Speak clearly!"

[Yingbao felt uncomfortable being stared at with good intentions, and finally couldn't take it anymore, broke the boat and said: Oops!I said! 】

Then Shengyi patted Yingbao on the head and sneered: "Good boy..."

[Yingbao looked straight at Shengyi, and explained in a mysterious way: Tianji has been emphasizing that we are not allowed to say it!Tianji said that this era is a parallel time and space of the Qing Dynasty, and everything you see and do will leave traces. Perhaps in a certain period of the Qing Dynasty, there was a person who experienced the same experience as you.Or, you may have dislocation of time and space, for example, you entered the time and space of the Qing Dynasty by chance, or people of the Qing Dynasty entered the time and space of Dajin, both are possible. 】

Sheng Yi squinted his eyes and looked at Ying Bao, "In other words, everything I do is not an illusory dream, but a real existence, but it will appear in another parallel time and space?"

【Yingbao nodded: Theoretically speaking, it is like this. 】

For some reason, Sheng Yi suddenly felt sore and weak.

Tears fell down.

[Yingbao panicked for a moment, it has never seen kind tears, it thinks back then, when it was bullied so miserably, it never cried: Don't cry...]

Shengyi laughed while crying, looked at Yingbao, and couldn't help kissing "What?", which confused Yingbao directly.

【Yingbao stares at her big round eyes: What——what does this mean? 】

She smiled kindly through her tears, wiped away the tears on her face, and said comfortably: "I always thought that there would be no traces of everything I was here, and the people I loved so much would also disappear, so it turned out, it wasn't. "

[Yingbao was also infected by the kindness, and couldn't help crying: I would have told you if I knew it earlier, so I don't think you care so much. 】

Good intentions were completely defeated by Yingbao's words, and couldn't help but knocked its little head, "It's all you! Delaying things! If I said it earlier, I wouldn't be so disrespectful!"

[Yingbao twisted her fingers, looked at Shengyi's face, and said weakly: You didn't ask me...]

Well, now that I know about this, Shengyi is not afraid that everything she has done will come to naught. Another point is that Shengyi has always been more concerned about it. This is also a large part of the reason why she does not want children. After all, she was born in In modern times, her upbringing and way of thinking does not allow her to be a mother who only gives birth but not raises. If she really has a child, she will do her best to make the child feel loved and let his dreams and aspirations be fulfilled. If, this world does not It won't be completely illusory, then she also has information to let the child come into this world...

Jiayu Hall.
Ning Gui was lying on the bed, his body was still a little weak, and his speech was a little fluttering.

In front of him, Huo Jiheng was hugging his daughter, looking at such a beautiful picture, Tong Zining smiled heartily, and sighed how great it would be if it could continue like this...

Huo Jiheng looked at his cute and soft little daughter, and couldn't help but feel pity in his heart.

Even her voice was much lower, for fear of disturbing her, "It's so cute..."

Tong Zining smiled, "Please ask the emperor to give our child a name."

Huo Jiheng turned his head to look at Tong Zining, "What name do you think is good?"

Tong Zining thought for a while, and replied gently: "As long as it is the name given by the emperor, I think it will be fine."

Huo Jiheng gave a "hmm" and said, "Okay, I will ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to list a few names with good meanings later."

Tong Zining leaned slightly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Huo Jiheng patted Tong Zining's hand, "Take care of yourself, I will come to see you when I have time."

There was a trace of disappointment in Tong Zining's eyes, and she recovered immediately, "I send my concubine to the emperor."

"Let's rest." Huo Jiheng lifted his foot and walked out.

After Huo Jiheng walked out of Jiayu Hall, Caiyue walked in.

"My lord, is lunch still ready?"

Tong Zining looked downcast and said: "The emperor is gone, what else should I prepare, just prepare some simple ones."

Caiyue comforted her and said: "Your Majesty, don't be sad, maybe the Emperor is too busy these days, the slaves have inquired, and the Emperor hasn't been to Zhaoyang Palace during this time, the one who comes the most is our Jiayu Palace."

It's just that these words, to Tong Zining's ears, are a bit ironic.

"The emperor bestowed honors on the nobleman and granted him a residence in Jiayu Palace, just for the sake of the child. Although he has never been to Zhaoyang Palace, he has never stayed with any concubines. He even came to Jiayu Palace in a hurry. He left in a hurry and didn't even eat a meal. Do you think the emperor is busy?"

After sighing slowly, Youyou said, "Yes—I don't want to."

Caiyue hurriedly comforted Tong Zining, "Don't think too much, my lord, you don't dare to be sullen during the confinement period, and you will be at the root of your illness in the future."

Tong Zining looked at Caiyue with a wry smile, "Okay, I know what to do, have you received a letter from home?"

Only then did Caiyue remember the letter in her chest, and quickly took it out and handed it to Tong Zining.

Opening the letter eagerly, Tong Zining couldn't help it when she saw the first sentence: "Ning'er, don't worry about us, the land you bought for us has a good harvest this year, food and clothing are not a problem, just take care of yourself gone."

The corner of Tong Zining's mouth turned sour, her eyes dimmed as if covered with veils, she bought the property, but her sister bought it for her.

This great kindness is really hard for her to repay.

"My lord, how is your home?" Caiyue saw Tong Zining's face was full of tears, and her heart skipped a beat.

Tong Zining breathed a sigh of relief, "It's very good, my sister bought the land for my parents for me, from now on, the family should not be in a hurry..."

Caiyue was also moved by her kind deeds, "Concubine Sheng is really kind to you."

Tong Zining nodded, "Yes, my sister is kind to me."

Caiyue looked at Tong Zining's complexion, and said slowly: "My lord, although Concubine Sheng is kind to you, we are in the palace after all, and the most important thing is to stand firm."

Tong Zining knew the implication of these words.

But she knows better than anyone else that it is impossible for her to win the emperor's favor for her sister. Instead of tearing up her face with her benefactor and hurting both sides, it is better to treat her sister sincerely. kind of blessing.

"Don't say such things again..."

Caiyue responded: "Yes."

Under the same sky, people have different moods.

The Jiayu Palace was full of vitality, and Zhang Changzai of Zhongcui Palace held his belly and held the door frame with sad eyes.

"My lord, go to sleep." Xia Hong took a cloak and put it on Zhang Changzai, dissuading her in a low voice.

Zhang Yazhi lowered her head and said nothing.

Now the weather is getting colder and colder, because Zhong Cui Gong is not very popular, even the charcoal fire sent is a bit perfunctory.

As soon as Xia Hong lit a pot of charcoal, the black smoke from the burning made Zhang Yazhi cough uncontrollably.

"Cough, cough, cough! Young master—you—you go in first, this charcoal is too choking!"

Zhang Yazhi covered her nose and walked slowly into the inner hall.

Xia Hong also choked for a long time before recovering.

An exasperated Xia Hong couldn't help but said: "Who are these people! Even the charcoal fire is perfunctory, a thing of worshiping the high and trampling the low! Wait for the slaves to report to the Queen Mother, and there will be good fruits from them!"

Zhang Yazhi said softly: "Don't make trouble, the Empress Dowager is worshiping Buddha in Baohua Hall during this time, it's not good to cause her old man trouble for nothing."

Xia Hong said helplessly: "My lord, you are so kind! You see that Ning Gui from the Jiayu Palace was pregnant at the same time as you, and he received a lot of attention. If he felt a little unwell, he called the imperial doctor urgently, but what did you do?" Carry it all by yourself, so how can the emperor know your suffering?"

Zhang Yazhi shook her head, she had nothing to ask of the emperor, so she naturally didn't want to be troublesome, "I am willing to endure these sufferings, and it has nothing to do with anyone..."

When night fell, there was a knock on the door of Zhongcui Palace, which had been seldom visited.

After Xia Hong wrapped her clothes tightly and opened the door, she saw Du Hanzhang and said with a smile, "Xiao Zhangzi, why are you here?"

Du Hanzhang was carrying a basket of silver silk charcoal, and said warmly: "It's getting colder and colder. I bought this Kuang charcoal privately. You can take it in and burn it for the young master. By the way, don't say I sent it."

Xia Hong couldn't help but praise him, "You still have the heart, the charcoal sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs is useless!"

Du Hanzhang's face turned red, and before he even entered the door, he put down the charcoal and saluted, "Thank you Miss Xia Hong, Xiao Zhangzi is leaving first."

Looking at Du Hanzhang's back, Xia Hong felt warm in her heart...

(End of this chapter)