Concubine Wen Xi who traveled through time

This spring is getting warmer quickly, and if you don't pay attention, winter will pass.The Yueguan woman from Qixiang Palace also did not survive this winter, and was dragged out of the Forbidden City late at night by a broken car. Of course, this incident did not attract anyone's attention. A mere official woman did not even make a promise. Another woman who was left behind by Kangxi, naturally she didn't even have a thin coffin.

In March, spring blossoms.In the Changchun Palace, there were beautiful spring flowers, and Song Pingting walked slowly back and forth in the courtyard with her nine-month-old belly, supported by Ganoderma lucidum, and closely followed by eunuchs.Wen Xi and Concubine Cheng were eating refreshments in the small pavilion, Wen Xi said casually, "Song Changzai hasn't left the gate of Changchun Palace for two months, right?"

Concubine Cheng hummed and said: "She is so quiet. She doesn't go out very often, let alone with a big body."

Mrs. Song is also transparent and cautious. She is only around all the time, and she will inevitably become the target of others when she becomes pregnant. After leaving the concubine's protection, she is definitely unable to keep her child as a weak woman!In this era, there is no B-ultrasound, and it is impossible to diagnose whether there is a dragon or a phoenix in the stomach.When Wen Xi first came here, she also made the mistake of empiricism, thinking that when she was a month old, she would be able to diagnose whether she was male or female!As a result, there was a lot of jokes. Unless the flowers are ripe, only God will know whether to make a Zhang or a tile.

For Song's birth, regardless of dragon or phoenix, Song's promotion is certain, but at most there is only one noble person.It's just that the Song family is nine months pregnant, Tong Jia's eight months, Yifei six months, three concubines are pregnant, the Song family is naturally not as conspicuous as the other two.Since she became pregnant, Kangxi has only visited her three or four times.The rewards can't be compared with Concubine Tong and Concubine Yi at all.This is unfortunate and extremely lucky for the Song family.Favor is divided, and risks are also greatly divided.

Wen Xi saw that Song Pingting was still walking in the courtyard, so she said to Wu Lushi, the nurse behind her, "Song Chang has been walking for a quarter of an hour, please come over and have a rest."

In the small octagonal pavilion, the stone benches that were originally supposed to be white marble were replaced by armchairs with armrests because Mrs. Song was pregnant, and two extra layers of goose feather cushions were specially laid out for Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song was helped into the pavilion by Wu Lu's mother-in-law and the dowry maid Ganoderma lucidum from left to right, her belly was too big.It was very inconvenient to go, so she had to bend her knees slightly with the support of the nanny, and then sat on the chair prepared for her under the signal of Wen Xi and Cheng Fei.Song Pingting has already looked plump, but her skin is not yellowed or blotched like other pregnant women, but is more rosy and tender. She smiled slightly and said, "Miss Qinglan said that she is about to give birth, it is best to go more Go, otherwise it will be bad if you don’t have the energy to give birth during childbirth.”

In addition to the imperial physician who took care of her fetal appearance as usual, there was also Qinglan who checked her pulse regularly and delivered medicines, but the Song family trusted Qinglan even more, most of the medicines Qinglan prescribed were herbal diets.It will not harm the fetus, and it can appetize and nourish.The Song family was very useful.

Wen Xi looked at the thin beads of sweat on Song's forehead, but she really looked very relieved and joyful, and said with emotion: "Seeing you working so hard, I know that being a mother is really not easy!" The two In all her life, Wen Xi has never experienced the hardships and joys of being a mother, but she just wants to know that childbirth in this era is a matter of life and death.But there are still many women like the Song family and the concubine Cheng going through this life-and-death difficulty.

Concubine Cheng was touched, and said: "Wait until the baby is born. Seeing the white and tender appearance that hurts people, I feel that it is worth all the hardships!"

Song's face became more rounded, and when she smiled, there were sweet dimples on her cheeks: "Thanks to the experience of the concubine Cheng, she often talks with the concubine how to take care of the fetus and how to raise it in the future. The concubine benefits a lot."

This is a young eunuch who quickly stepped forward to report: "I would like to report to your noble master, Cheng master, and Song Xiaozhu, and the noble Dong of Qixiang Palace is asking to see you!"

Wen Xi was holding a dragon well in her hand, and she couldn't help wondering, Mrs. Dong has been staying at home since she was deposed. Compared to the nobleman Borzigit's activity, she has been quiet for more than half a year. The reason for her sudden visit today is to why?

Concubine Cheng asked, "Her? Is there anything wrong with her?"

The little eunuch said: "I'm here to send some small clothes made by myself."

Concubine Cheng looked at Song Pingting, Song Pingting just smiled faintly, with the mentality of concubine Cheng deciding everything.Concubine Cheng looked at Wen Xi again, Wen Xi nodded slightly, since she is here, it's not good to see her, at least there is a noble concubine and a concubine master, what kind of trouble can a noble person make?

Dong Guiren, the former concubine of the Dong family, has long lost the honor and favor of the day, but is only one of the twenty nobles in the palace.Wearing an elegant light purple lilac-patterned flag dress, she walks gracefully, her face looks thinner than that day, and although she has a decent smile on her face, the sadness on her brow cannot be concealed.Wen Xi also heard that she is now living in the Qixiang Palace with the nobleman Borzigit, and there are constant quarrels every day, which can be regarded as a lively show in the Qixiang Palace.It's just that the nobleman Borzigit is active in the Qixiang Palace, and even more active outside the Qixiang Palace.Dong Guiren rarely goes out.

"Maidservant concubine pays respects to the noble concubine! Greetings to the concubine!" The status of a nobleman is not comparable to that of the master of the concubine back then. When facing a high-ranking concubine, he needs to bow down and bow his knees, almost bowing down.

Mrs. Song in the pavilion naturally wanted to get up, leaned aside, bent her knees with difficulty while supporting her stomach, "Mr. Dong Gui is well."

Wen Xi asked Mrs. Dong to get up, and Mrs. Dong hurriedly returned half a gift to Mrs. Song, and said very politely: "Hi sister Song, my sister is a month old, please sit down!"

Song Shi nodded and smiled, and sat back on the chair with the support of Ganoderma lucidum.

Wen Xi asked someone to move the embroidered pier for Dong Shi, and gave Dong Shi to sit beside her.Dong ordered the maid of honor to put a few exquisite little clothes on the stone table in the pavilion, and said, "Sister Song, don't dislike a little thing."

Song Shi looked at Wen Xi and Concubine Cheng, and said: "Thank you, nobleman." But she only covered her tall belly with one hand, and only looked at those little clothes with her eyes.

Embarrassed, Mrs. Dong picked up one of the bellybands with her own hands and said, "This is made of snow satin newly tributed this spring. It's silky and slippery, and it absorbs sweat very well. It's just that my handwork is clumsy, so I asked you two to give it a try." Empress and Sister Song laughed."

The apron of the snow satin has a snow-white background, with auspicious clouds and a coiled dragon pattern embroidered on it. The auspicious clouds are embroidered with purple silk threads, covering half of the dragon's body, and the coiled dragons are embroidered with bright yellow silk threads of different shades, connecting the head The scales are all embroidered very clearly, which can be seen from the embroidery work!Wen Xi smiled and said: "Dong Gui is too polite, such a good embroidery worker is extremely rare in the whole palace! Just look at it, the dragon above is probably going to fly down!"

Mrs. Dong quickly laughed and said: "Your Majesty, I'm so proud of you! The concubine used to embroider clothes for the fourth princess of Sister Guo, and she just practiced a little skill! It's just that this dragon is embroidered for the first time, and it's also dismantled and embroidered." After dismantling it, it finally looked like something, so I dared to send it over!"

Wen Xi looked at Song's round watermelon belly and said, "It's just that Song Changzai has a round belly, I'm afraid he's a princess."

Mrs. Song also hastily interjected: "That's right, I love spicy food especially since I was pregnant, sour and spicy, I'm afraid I'm a little princess."

Seeing that the two of them said the same thing, Dong Guiren felt even more embarrassed with the apron in her hand.At this time, Concubine Cheng stretched out her hand to take over the small snow satin bellyband with auspicious clouds and dragon patterns, gently stroked the dragon on it, and said: "That's also appropriate, the princess is a dragon girl, and it couldn't be more suitable. I thought, When the little princess is born, she must be majestic in the clothes she wears, and she looks great!"

Concubine Cheng's words resolved Dong's embarrassment,

There was a breeze in the pavilion, Concubine Cheng lowered her head and sniffed the bellyband, said: "There is a subtle fragrance on it, it smells very refreshing!"

With a sharp nose, Song Pingting also took a deep breath and said, "Indeed, it's very sweet, what kind of fragrance is it?"

With a kind smile on Dong's face, he said, "It's the beginning of this month???"

"Ah!!!" Song Pingting suddenly yelled sharply, interrupting Dong's words. She clutched her stomach in pain, her face turned pale, "It hurts so much!!"

Wen Xi and Concubine Cheng panicked, and Concubine Cheng was considered an experienced person, she hurriedly held Song Shi's tightly clenched hand, and asked eagerly, "What's wrong, did the child kick you?"

Song Pingting lay weakly on the stone table, smelling the sweet fragrance blowing into her nostrils with the wind, she clenched her hands even tighter, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead, she spoke weakly: "My concubine has a severe stomachache! "

Wen Xi looked at the few small clothes on the table, suddenly had a bad guess, and then waved all of them to the ground, and said sharply: "Ask the imperial doctor to check these things! Nanny Wu, help Song Changzai to the delivery room immediately! !"

Mrs. Dong hurriedly picked up the small clothes on the ground, with a look of surprise on her face, she hastily and earnestly argued: "Young concubine, there is absolutely nothing wrong with these little clothes! It's true that the satin has been smoked with spices, but the concubine is against smoked clothes." The spiced satin has been embroidered day and night for more than a month!!"

Wen Xi snorted coldly: "Spices are harmless to ordinary people, and may not be harmless to pregnant women. Wait for the imperial doctor to come and check, if you haven't done anything, of course you can be cleared!"

Wen Xi didn't have time to pay attention to Mrs. Dong, she glanced around and said, "Where's Qinglan? Where did she go?"

Song'er hurriedly replied: "Master, Qinglan is going to prepare a medicinal meal for Chang Zai, this slave will call her over now!!"

The entire Changchun Palace's staff was mobilized, and it was very swift. Mrs. Song was almost carried into the delivery room.As soon as Qinglan arrived, she was kicked into the delivery room to give birth to the Song family with the midwife.Everyone was busy, leaving Mrs. Dong standing outside, at a loss.

In the delivery room, Song's mournful screams were continuously heard, and Xin, who was holding Wen Xi and Chengfei, also shivered.Inside, Qinglan was feeling her pulse, and said anxiously: "Little master, the birth is just now, it's best to conserve your strength!"

Song lay on her back on the bed, covered in cold sweat, her face was as pale as snow, and her lips trembled, "I know...but, I can't help it! It hurts! My stomach hurts!!" Qinglan's hand, "Qinglan, please, please keep my child!!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest! motivation.)

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