The evil concubine of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 212

"The slave obeys."

Jinyu slowly took out a large lock of hair from her sleeve and handed it to the master.

Those black hairs were still mixed with gray, Nian Yaoyue held her hair in her hands.

She groaned secretly in her heart, according to the amount of hair falling, she would almost become bald in a month.

Now all nutrients are given priority to the little guy in her stomach, and she spends her life doing prenatal checkups for the little guy every day.

If she has excess nutrients, she will let the system supply them to the mother, and if the blood is insufficient, she will naturally lose her hair.

"Secretly go and find some good wigs, don't let anyone see you!"

With the current amount of hair, it is difficult for the young couple with a simple dish.

Nian Yaoyue can only ask people to prepare wigs that old women would use and mix them with real hair to support the appearance.

"Master, the uncle has become the head of the House of Internal Affairs~" Jinyu told the master the good news she received early in the morning.

"Well, please remember to ask my parents to remind my elder brother that although the head of the House of Internal Affairs is a fat job, he is in the end for the housekeeper of Long Live Lord. Let my elder brother not be fooled by the jewels of the House of Internal Affairs~"

Ba Ye and Prince Zhijun were both staring at the position of the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, the prince naturally knew that he could no longer place minions in the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Left and right cannot fall into the hands of Eighth Master and Zhijun King. In the end, it must be under the mediation of the Prince and Fourth Master that her elder brother Nian Xiyao took this position.

The eldest brother used to be the prince's companion, and everyone would think that he was the prince's re-installed person.

After freshening up, breakfast was served. Looking at the table full of treasures, Nian Yaoyue suddenly lost her appetite.

But for the sake of her children, she endured the nausea and ate those century-old Shouwu and thousand-year-old wild ginseng as food.

"Master, there is also this bowl of blood-enriching glutinous rice soup ~ you can eat it with red-clothed peanut cake~"

Nian Yaoyue was scared when she saw the Xueyan drinking it as water, but she still took the bowl and drank it cooperatively.

Thanks to her being the home of Zhongming Dingshi from a high-ranking Zhu family, otherwise the daily treasures worth tens of thousands of taels of silver would have emptied the entire family.

After Jinyu waited for her master to fall asleep, she came to Lord Baylor's study and reported the master's situation one by one.

"Slave, go and prepare a good bun~"

Su Peisheng said courteously that the elderly concubines in the Forbidden City like to use wigs for appearance.

Now Nian's elder brother is in charge of the House of Internal Affairs, so he will naturally send the best bun to Nian.

"No need!"

Yinzhen felt that those hairs from strange women made people want to vomit.

Even though it had been rinsed, and the hair was that of a girl with cardamom who treated it with pomade and egg whites every day, he still felt filthy.

Yin Zhen tore off the tassels of the braids with his backhand, and spread the braids reaching his waist.

"Ah! Lord Baylor, please spare me! You should use your slave's hair, please don't abuse yourself, woo woo woo"

Su Peisheng was so frightened that he knelt at Lord Baylor's feet and howled.

Manchu women cutting off their hair is either a national funeral or a husband's funeral.

And if the prince cuts his hair, it must be a national funeral. Isn't this cursing the death of the Long Live Lord?This is a great crime of disrespect.
The body, hair and skin are the parents, and the hair is very precious to Su Peisheng, a slave.Anyone who dares to cut his hair is equivalent to cutting his head, so cutting the head of the head is also a form of torture.

What's more, if it is a noble prince, if it is known that Lord Baylor cut his hair privately, he will definitely be punished by Lord Long Live.

"Stop talking nonsense, come here to help, you pick up the cuts inside, as long as you don't talk about it, who will know!"

Yinzhen handed the dagger to Su Peisheng who was kneeling at his feet, and said in a deep voice.

That night, Jinyu delivered a coiled wig.

The eldest brother took a lot of trouble, the wig he sent was so exquisitely made that it could be easily confused with the real one when mixed in the hair.

"Lord Baylor is here~" Su Peisheng shouted outside the door.

Nian Yaoyue looked at herself in the mirror with a wig in a bun and combed her hair vigorously, and turned to look at the fourth master who walked in.

"Does your hair look good today?"

As she spoke, she put the hibiscus flower tourmaline hairpin that fourth master sent yesterday on her bun at an angle.

"It's very pretty~" Yinzhen stretched out his hand to help Nianshi onto the soft couch and hug her.

Su Peisheng lowered his eyes, not daring to look at it. It was a bun made of Grandpa's hair. Could it be unsightly?

After breakfast, she lay in the yard basking in the sun, but gradually felt dizzy before her eyes.

"Has Master come back?" Nian Yaoyue suddenly asked anxiously.

"Back!" Fourth Master's anxious footsteps sounded outside the door, almost running into the yard.

He was still holding a whip in his hand, and he rode forward these days. The horse went straight into the inner courtyard and was tied under the poplar tree outside the courtyard.

Yinzhen hugged Nianshi in his arms, and he was relieved to see that her originally anxious expression gradually calmed down.

Su Peisheng at the side took a small table and placed it on Grandpa's right hand.

Su Peisheng brought a booklet that looked like a hill, and took a small bench to sit aside, holding the booklet and helping Lord Baylor to turn it over.

After Baylor's approval, Su Peisheng opened a new brochure for Baylor to read.

It's already spring and sunny now, not long after, Yinzhen who was holding Nian's forehead was sweating hotly, but Nian's body still didn't feel any warmth.

It was almost time for lunch, Yinzhen carried the sleeping Nian back to the room where the ground dragon heating kang was still lit.

There was still a slight breeze in the yard, but in the room like a stove, even Su Peisheng, who was always afraid of the cold, couldn't help sweating.

Not to mention Lord Baylor who is afraid of the heat.

Grandpa went to bed with Nian Shi every night, and often slept until midnight to change his sweat-soaked clothes.

As for Nianshi, his hands and feet were still cold even though he was wrapped in two layers of quilts weighing ten catties, which was really strange. The master invited countless famous doctors, but he couldn't even find out what strange disease Nianshi had.

"Su Peisheng, prepare a light lunch and put it in the study. Let the imperial physician come to the study to talk."

Yinzhen would go to the imperial physician every day to find out about Nian Shi's situation. He no longer cared about what happened to the child in Nian Shi's womb, as long as he could keep Nian Shi, he would be fine with rebellion.

Worried that Nian Shi saw the food he ate and clamored to eat it, Yinzhen always hid quietly in the study room before eating with Nian Shi when he was full.

When Doctor Zhou, who was in charge of Nian's miscarriage, stepped into the study, he saw Lord Belle eating.

"How is today?" Yinzhen ate a little anxiously, because he couldn't leave Nianshi for too long, otherwise she would have trouble sleeping and eating again.

"Going back to Lord Baylor, the master is almost eight months pregnant this year, but... the strange thing is that those soups and medicines for anti-pregnancy are like mud cows falling into the sea, and they don't work at all..."

"After discussing with the servants, they all agreed that if the mother and daughter are to be safe, they must induce labor as soon as possible~"

Doctor Zhou said tremblingly.

"The cocoa servant can't guarantee the safety of little Gege, after all, he is alive and not alive."

(End of this chapter)