Solitary pet

Chapter 234

This share is given by the saints.Most people do not have this opportunity to receive personal gifts from the saints, but they are handed out one by one by the inner court secretary. Only a very small number of people can receive personal gifts from the saints.

This year, as in previous years, the sage appointed the crown prince, Shen Hao, Fenyang king, and Nanyang king.The latter two are the emperor's uncles, who are old and are replaced by the sons.

The difference is that this year there is an extra person—the Third Highness Shen Mao.

Holding the red purse bestowed by the sage in both hands, Shen Hao walked out of Chengtian Temple.

Shen Mao followed up, "Second Brother, Third Brother will come to wish you New Year's greetings tomorrow, prepare your New Year's money!"

Shen Hao looked at him and smiled: "With the family background of the third brother in recent years, do you still need to ask the second brother for old age money?"

Shen Mao shrugged his thick eyebrows, "I don't have any family background, it's just luck, I got some Zhuangzi."

Shen Hao smiled lightly and remained silent.

For disaster relief a while ago, Shen Mao asked himself to donate 10 taels of silver. His move was almost worth the annual expenditure of a prince's mansion.

No need to guess, the money must have come from Shen Mao's disciples.Shen Mao has always been extravagant and has no business ability at all. If he wants to save money or earn money, he will definitely not be able to touch it.

Counting with fingers, Wang Xiaoba is the only one of his disciples who has such ability.

After a search, it was found that apart from the [-] mansions in Wangjing Yanjiao No. [-], the jewelry restaurant on Huaxi Street had as many as [-] businesses under Wang Xiaoba's name alone.

This is only in Wangjing City.

I don’t know how many of those outside Wangjing city were exposed without naming their names.

When Shen Mao got this person, he not only got a bag of tricks, but also a cash cow.

On the way back, Shen Hao sat in the carriage with He Sheng, and told her about Shen Mao to relieve boredom.

He Sheng clapped his hands, "It turns out that Mr. Wang is so rich!"

Shen Hao pondered for a moment, and said: "If this person can be used by us, that would be great."

He Sheng's eyes widened, it turned out that the prince had such thoughts.She thought for a while and said with a smile: "In a few days, Song Yao will come to pay New Year's greetings. I will talk to her and try my luck first."

Shen Hao looked back at her, raised her chin with his fingers, and smiled ambiguously: "Why, my Asheng is going to be a speaker?"

He Sheng smiled proudly, "Maybe I have this ability!"

Shen Hao picked her up, hugged her on his lap, gently rubbed her waist, moved forward, and stuck her to her abdomen, saying: "If you have the ability, first give birth to two fat babies for your husband."

He Sheng thumped him shyly, "I hate it!"

Shen Hao grabbed her hand, "Why do you hate it, why don't you try it now?"

He Sheng let out an exclamation, and all the panting sound fell into his lips.

The carriage was shaking and shaking, he didn't dare to go too far, thinking about her belly, he just vented a little, and it was over.

I carried her back to the room, and there was still about an hour and a half before the New Year.

Can't wait to call the doctor from the mansion to take the pulse, the doctor came in a hurry, Shen Hao rewarded him generously.

"Look carefully, don't worry."

The Chinese New Year has to go to the doctor, and the one who is serving the most expensive princess in the mansion, the doctor feels the pressure.

I checked it several times in a row, but I didn't see anything. Except for a bad stomach and eating too much, there was nothing wrong with it.

Shen Hao frowned and asked, "Look again."

The doctor stretched out his hand tremblingly to feel his pulse.

He Sheng ate the pastry rewarded by the palace while comforting the doctor: "What is diagnosed is what it is, you can speak with confidence."

Shen Hao also took a step forward, "Yes, say what you have."

The doctor is in distress.

...Say...Say what?
Say it again according to the original pulse.

The doctor raised his eyes nervously, and looked at the two nobles opposite.

The concubine is okay, she continues to eat happily, but the expression on the prince's face is not so relaxed.

"You do it again, don't use Ping An's pulse diagnosis, you can diagnose pregnancy as others do." Shen Hao confessed, feeling that it was not enough, turned his head, and said to Hesheng: "You will eat later, rinse Stick out your tongue and let the doctor see."

He Sheng put down the shortbread in displeasure, and muttered, "Is there anyone who is pregnant with a baby and makes people look at their tongues..."

The doctor suddenly realized that he had been tossing for so long because he wanted him to diagnose the happy pulse!

But... There is no baby in this stomach, so it is possible to force it in...

The doctor held his breath and said it tremblingly.

The general idea is that the prince and concubine are still young, and the child's affairs can't be rushed, so take good care of it, maybe one day.

The doctor squeezed a cold sweat, pocketed the reward, and left the main hall in a puff of smoke.

Shen Hao leaned against the couch and sat down, with a slightly disappointed expression on his face.

He Sheng picked up a piece of nut shortbread, put it between his lips, and put it in his mouth, his voice was indistinct: "Husband, try this, it's delicious."

Shen Hao shook his head.

He Sheng persevered, took his hand and placed it on his stomach, and said with a smile, "Only when you are full will you have the energy to do that kind of thing. Keeping up with the new year must take a long time to pass the time. Doesn't the lord want a New Year's baby? "

Her eyes were bright, and the sweet words on her mouth were sincere and sincere, Shen Hao pressed her down and kissed her.

"Look at how I torment you tonight, I will make you beg and cry for help."

He Sheng giggled, kicked him away, climbed to the other side, put his hips on his hips and said playfully, "Hmph, catch me first."

(End of this chapter)