Cold love prince ghost Yan concubine

Chapter 168

Chapter 213

"Wow! The jade face is like frost." Zhou Sijing exclaimed with bright eyes, this is the best food!

"Yes! Your Majesty." The corners of Xiaochun's mouth curled up, and he smiled sincerely. She liked such a temperament of your Majesty.

"Maidservant serve a bowl for the empress!"

Zhou Sijing nodded with a smile. Anyway, now she is more willing to eat. If she doesn't eat, she has to face Ni Aojun. It is still a good deal to eat. Moreover, when choosing a position, she chose a direction with her back facing Ni Aojun, and her movements are natural and fluent. People can't see any difference.

Ni Aojun was in a good mood, standing aside with a smile that was not a smile, his deep black eyes were full of love and complacency, it seemed that he had finally restrained her stubborn temper, or maybe she Figured it out?Now that she has children, what hope can she have?
And Ye Henyu, probably gave up his mind too, right?
From the standpoint of a man, he absolutely cannot accept that his woman is pregnant with someone else's child. When he learned that Zhou Sijing was pregnant with Ye Henyu's child, he immediately decided to kill that bastard. She didn't really conceive, but if she were replaced by Ye Henyu now, I believe she would have the same idea as him!
But now there is one thing that bothers Ni Aojun quite a bit.

Yang Mingwei told him two days ago that he suggested that he take Zhou Sijing out to bask in the sun and breathe fresh air.

He said that she is currently pregnant, and not basking in the sun will obviously be detrimental to the fetus in the womb, but he is still a little worried in his heart, wondering if Zhou Sijing will repeat the old tricks and play some tricks when he goes out now.

After much consideration, he still decided to observe her secretly for a while longer. If she really had no intention of running away, then he would take her out of the underground palace, and even arrange for her to live in Chenyou Palace. In the middle of the child, he can make some concessions.

"Your Majesty, would you like a bowl too?" Xiaochun's sudden soft call woke up Ni Aojun who was thinking.

Ni Aojun nodded, and then sat down beside Zhou Sijing, watching her savor the beautiful beauty with relish and elegance, with a satisfied smile blooming on her face again.

After Yang Mingwei came out of the underground palace, he hurried to Linmu Lane, and looked through all the shops in Linmu Lane. In the end, he only found two shops selling candy, but as soon as he mentioned 'chewing gum', the two shopkeepers They all shook their heads in confusion.

Such a result confused Yang Mingwei, maybe as Zhou Sijing said, that person didn't open a shop here at all.But Yang Mingwei still seemed a little reconciled, and asked several older shopkeepers one after another, but the result was still nothing.

Zhou Sijing's clear water eyes full of thousands of words came to mind involuntarily, and Yang Mingwei felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It seemed that he couldn't help much even if he wanted to.

As soon as he raised his head, he suddenly realized that it was almost dusk, the sky was filled with colorful clouds, and the ground was completely red, so he should go back to his residence.

After dinner, Yang Mingwei went into the study as usual.

Dim candlelight illuminates the study room, making it warm and quiet.

The study room is well-arranged, simple but not crude. A row of bookshelves are neatly arranged. Medical books are placed in stacks. There is no dust on the paper. It can be seen that the owner of the books must often read them.

In front of the desk, Yang Mingwei sat upright, his expression obviously much more relaxed than in the afternoon, under the halo, the lines of his side face appeared extremely smooth, upright.

He tried his best on the candy matter, and if he couldn't find the shop, he couldn't buy the chewing gum. I believe the empress will understand!
After calming down, the theory of the week of pregnancy suddenly popped up in his mind. Although Zhou Sijing explained it to him, he still didn't understand why there are seven days in a week instead of five or ten days?This week, what kind of calculation is it based on?
The strong desire for knowledge made Yang Mingwei feel uncomfortable no matter how he sat, and he couldn't read a single word of the open medical book. He couldn't get a satisfactory answer clearly, and he really couldn't even fall asleep.

No!

Yang Mingwei stood up from the chair suddenly, he still decided to go to his teacher and ask him, maybe he would give him a satisfactory answer.

With a firm mind, Yang Mingwei immediately grabbed a navy blue plain coat, put it on as he walked, and hurried out of the study like an arrow from a bow.

The crescent moon hangs obliquely in the corner of the sky, quietly blooming its brilliance like water, and a few little stars blink mischievously, seeming to be smiling.

In the time it took for the carriage to catch a stick of incense, Yang Mingwei finally arrived at the destination - Wu Mansion, where lived the oldest imperial doctor in the Nishang Kingdom, and also a knowledgeable old scholar, Mr. Wu Han.

"Student Yang Mingwei kowtowed to his teacher." Yang Mingwei saluted devoutly, touching his forehead to the ground.

"Hehe..." After a burst of hearty laughter, Wu Han said with a kind face, "No! No! Ming Wei, get up and sit down, you don't need to do such a big gift!"

Wu Han, in his early sixties, has an amiable face and is full of energy. His eyes are as deep as the sea. He is rich in experience and piercing. His long snow-like beard has extended to his chest. His eyes are looking at Yang Mingwei curiously. The fairy temperament of a smile is not a smile.

"Mingwei, if I remember correctly, this is your first night visit! What's the matter? What's the matter?" Wu Han asked slowly, stroking his white beard after Yang Mingwei took his seat.

"Back to the teacher, the student is all right, the teacher missed it by mistake. The student came to visit unexpectedly tonight, but I just want to ask the teacher a question, begging the teacher to give the student some guidance."

After hearing Yang Mingwei's words, Wu Han's eyes lit up, and the trace of a smile appeared on his kind face again.

It turned out that he came to visit in the dark, just to find a clue, ha ha!Over the years, Yang Mingwei's studious temperament has not changed at all!Such a student, how could he not be happy!
"Okay, tell me!" Wu Han nodded.

Yang Mingwei straightened his back, his eyes were persistent, and he said loudly: "Teacher, when the student was taking the pulse of a pregnant woman recently, I accidentally heard from her about one week of pregnancy. She told the student that a week is divided into seven days, and four weeks is a month. , and said that a woman’s gestation period is generally 280 days, that is, nine months and one week. Students want to know why this week is set to seven days? Not nine days or ten days or more days? "

Oh?
Wu Han's eyes widened, but he didn't smile at all. He was obviously shocked by Yang Mingwei's question.

"This week...Ming Wei, let's go to the study." Wu Han stood up and waved to Yang Mingwei, and the two rushed to the study.

After staying in the study until midnight, the two of them failed to come up with a satisfactory answer, so Wu Han finally had to put forward his own suggestion.

"Ming Wei, how about this, why don't you ask the pregnant woman tomorrow, or invite her to my house?" Wu Han had already developed a strong desire and curiosity about this question, He wanted to solve this mystery no matter what!

However, Yang Mingwei was shocked by Wu Han's words, his body trembled, his eyes began to dodge, and he clasped his hands and said: "Men, this pregnant student just met by chance, and the student doesn't know where she is. If you want to find her again, it is probably impossible."

Yang Mingwei panicked, like a little rabbit. This was the first time in his life that he lied to Wu Han, but he also knew that he must not reveal Zhou Sijing's situation, not because he was timid. He is afraid of trouble, but if his mentor is involved, he will feel uneasy.

(End of this chapter)