​Imperial palace sweet love: Your Majesty, too dark!

Shi Guifei's face was complicated, and she nodded after a while.

"Taiyi prescribes a pill for fetus. It's not the way for her to go on like this."

The imperial doctor wanted to say no, but after looking at the face of the princess, he put down the medicine box.

Wrote a good for pregnant women and fetus, dispensable warm tonic prescription, left.

Shi Guifei sat by the bed and looked at Shi Cairen with a pale face.

Hesitated to ask: "what do you... Want to eat?"

Shi Cairen looked at her and bit her lip.

"Lady, i... I want spicy food!"

Will she have a daughter, or will the lady be disappointed?

Shi Cairen is still scared.

But another thought.

Sour and spicy girl, is she able to raise her own daughter?

On this thought, Shi Cairen thought that it seemed good to have a daughter.

Is secretly congratulating, there Shi Guifei impatient tunnel.

"Didn't you want to eat sour some time ago?"

"How sour and spicy, what do you want?"

Shi Cairen was a little confused, but he bit his lip and didn't dare to speak.

In fact, her pregnancy and vomiting has just started. How could she react before that.

Seeing her hopeless appearance, imperial concubine Shi didn't want to say anything more, so she waved her hand.

"Come on, make her some spicy food. Remember to have a moderate amount!"

Yingyue nodded quickly.

Shi Cairen is a little desperate.

Is that how you dislike your wife?

Yes.

She has been in the palace for many years. The emperor has no prince. Of course, she wants a prince more!

However, she said that she loved spicy food. How could the princess

What, even her daughter?!

Too late to think, a bowl of hot soup with a little spicy was brought over, and some vinegar was put in it.

Shi Cairen smelled spicy and vinegar, and his heart was itching.

It doesn't matter whether you put vinegar or not. What matters is spicy.

She was holding a bowl of hot and sour soup and was sweating.

Originally, her stomach was full of acid water. Now, her stomach is moistening like a long drought.

Seeing that she was more comfortable, she said to her faintly.

"If you're OK, just have a sleep, and the palace will go first!"

Shi Cairen nodded and closed his eyes.

Shi Guifei took people back to the main hall. She frowned and sighed as soon as she entered.

"No... it's a daughter!"

"It's said that Xia's cunt's belly is so sharp, and those old mothers all say that he is probably a prince!"

"But she said that she loved spicy food. It's really cunning!"

Yingyue has some doubts.

"Niang Niang, that talented person, should not also be... Deceiving!"

After thinking about it, she shook her head.

"No, the people around her said that they really like spicy food!"

Yingyue will not speak.

Shi Guifei was also silent. Now, she would rather Shi Cairen was lying. In that way, she might be a prince.

But

Why, I really like spicy food.

The more she thought about it, the more annoyed she was.

Yingyue asked again.

"That lady, if she had a princess..."

Princess Shi's eyes narrowed.

"Even if a princess is born, the palace will want it. The princess is better than nothing!"

Yingyue thinks about it, but it's the same. Take a look at Ning Fei and huipin. There are princesses around. The emperor never misses them.

The imperial dining room of the house of internal affairs has always had to serve respectfully.

Never out of favor.

In the future, the princess will go out of the palace to build the princess's house, and take her mother and concubine out of the palace, which is almost the same as raising a son.

Well, that's the only way to think now.

Elegant residence

Xia Ruqing walked in the yard with her stomach for nearly seven months.

I used a little too much for lunch. I couldn't sleep well during the lunch break.

Simply, get up and exercise for a while, and then go to sleep.

In the yard, the raisins dried by small bamboos were covered with several large baskets.

You can't bask in the sun, just put it in the shade, bask in it, then take it to the room, steam it, and let the water run out naturally.

Those raisins are softer and more delicious.

On the grapevine, still hang a few bunch of frost to hit grape.

Xia Ruqing looked at the grapes, the surface covered with a layer of white frost, the skin has some wrinkles.

He just laughed.

"It's so delicious!"

"Bamboos, tomorrow morning, before the sun comes out, cut off two clusters of grapes with frost and put them in ice water to ice. When the emperor comes, take them out again!"

In other words, is this for the emperor?

Bamboos laugh.

"Oh, master, just wait!"

Xia Ruqing smiles with satisfaction.

……

In the evening, as soon as Xia Ruqing had dinner, Zhao Junyao came.

Seeing that she had already had dinner, she was somewhat disappointed.

"Qing Qing..."

Xia Ruqing was stunned: "emperor, you haven't eaten yet?"

Zhao Junyao had a sad face.

Xia Ruqing said hastily: "emperor, you... Haven't had dinner so late?"

With that, he immediately sent someone to the imperial dining room for a night snack.

Zhao Junyao lay down, a little sad.

"Why don't you wait for me?"

Xia Ruqing

Emperor, how can I know whether you will come or not? Besides, even if you come, I will have to wait so long hungry?

I have a big stomach!

Xia Ruqing looked at him bitterly and said.

"Emperor, I have to eat eight meals a day. If you come, how many times do you have to run that day?"

In a word, he resolved his misunderstanding of not waiting for him, and skillfully complained about his hard pregnancy.

Zhao Junyao's displeasure disappeared.

Hold her, put your face on her stomach, listen to all kinds of voices inside.

Most of them, he can't hear anything, and a few, he can't hear anything, but he will be kicked by a child.

At this time, Zhao Junyao clumsily touched his face and couldn't close his mouth.

Xia Ruqing is a little helpless.

Sometimes, the emperor is stupid.

Zhao Junyao touched her belly and said firmly, "Qing Qing, you must have a son in your stomach!"

Xia Ruqing gave him a white look.

"I want a daughter!"

Zhao Junyao

Qing Qing, there is something called ambition. Can you have a little bit?

Xia Ruqing feels her stomach and looks happy.

"What's the name of our daughter, emperor?"

Zhao Junyao felt her belly and thought about it, then he said.

"How about Qichen?"

Xia Ruqing thought about it and her eyes lit up.

"Zhao Qichen, listen to the name

"But... Why is it a bit like a man's name?"

Zhao Junyao patted her on the shoulder and comforted her.

"Of course, our daughter can't lose to the boy. At least she should win in her name!"

Xia Ruqing thought for a while, then nodded: "what you said is also right!"

She really wants a daughter.

Two people, really different minds.

Not long after, the snack came up. Xia Ruqing looked at the bowl of shrimp wonton, and then he was hungry again.

Zhao Junyao had no choice but to give it to her.