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Yu Tingwan remembered that Ayan had come to ask for pulse this morning, and told her not to be bored in the palace.

No matter where she goes now, the palace officials are afraid that something will happen, and dozens of people follow her.

When Pei Zhi was by his side, the palace people would relax and not make so much fuss.

She nodded, and when she and he walked to the pavilion by the pool, a slightly smiling voice sounded in her ears.

"You just saw me Wan Wan, why am I not in a good mood?"

Pei Zhi went to Jiaofang Hall after going to court. The woman sitting at the table frowned slightly when she saw him and stopped talking.

Just now he was surrounded by palace people. Yu Tingwan was embarrassed to say it. Now seeing him taking the initiative to bring it up, he couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "It's all because of you that my hands are so sore that I can't even hold a pen steady."

Thinking of her proactive kiss last night, Pei Zhi couldn't help but smile and gently squeezed her wrist.

"If this happens again, I will go outside the palace by myself."

Yu Tingwan didn't expect him to tell the truth. From that day on, he went outside the palace every once in a while to calm down. Even Ruyi couldn't help but ask privately: "Your Majesty and your empress had a fight? It snowed last night. Why, Your Majesty?" Just put on your middle coat and go out."

She choked for a long time, not knowing how to explain it, and said to him at night: "It's winter, don't go out anymore."

Hearing her words, Pei Zhi held her in his arms every night. His hands that reached into the hem of her clothes were unscrupulous, and he was especially gentle when he touched her belly. The words in his mouth were not tender at all: "When he is five years old and becomes enlightened, he will get up at the Yin hour."

"I'll go to court, and he'll endorse it. After I go to court, I can test whether he remembers yesterday's homework clearly."

"You can't fall behind on horseback riding and archery. It starts at the age of six. Although he doesn't need to go into battle himself, he can't fall behind on martial arts." He spoke softly and laughed, "If he is lazy in the future, I will punish him later. You can’t be soft-hearted and beg for mercy.”

It was snowing heavily outside, but it was as warm as mid-spring inside the palace, even a little hot. Yu Tingwan's face turned slightly red from the warmth, and she whispered: "If you manage everyone like this in the future, I'm afraid you won't have time to criticize them." .”

"Everyone?" Pei Zhi smiled and kissed her eyes, "Weren't you afraid of pain before?"

"I thought you wanted it." She lowered her head, "Besides, the heirs are rare and the courtiers will rush for it."

"They might have done it before, but they don't dare to do it now." Pei held her hair with his fingertips, "As long as this one is yours and my child, it will definitely be the best. We will teach you slowly, so that you can at least be a steadfast king." .”

As an emperor, Pei Zhi inevitably wanted to have more children in his heart to prevent his eldest son from being mediocre and useless.

The Pei family has always trained their children in this way. There are more than a dozen bastards under his grandfather's knees. Under a harsh and almost cruel upbringing, most of them are both civil and military. Even if they are mediocre at home, they are still talented outside.

He had previously acquiesced that he and the queen would have more than one child, and he had also considered what to do if some were like him and some were like Wanwan, or if they were partial to each other.

But recently Yu Tingwan often huddled in his arms, crying and complaining that she felt uncomfortable, and her chest felt uncomfortable.

Pei Zhi held her in his arms, rubbing her and listening to her soft whispers.

"Why doesn't this child like to move at all? I must have followed your cold temperament because I was so lively when I was a child."

"Ayan said that my nephew is like my uncle. What if he shoots archery like his brother? There has been no one in the Yu family who is good at martial arts for several generations."

"I have never asked whether an imperial doctor can tell a man or a woman by taking the pulse. If she were a princess, it would be great if she could be like my mother. I heard that my mother is very good at swordsmanship."

The man with his head lowered and his gentle expression had a smile on his face, and his hands moved for a moment. He realized that Wanwan was talking about Princess Chengyang, and said softly: "My mother's swordsmanship is inherited from Prince Zhaoming. Our child will be taught by me personally. better."

The cold wind was howling outside, and the glazed windows inlaid with coral blocked all the coldness. Yu Tingwan leaned in his arms, and when she spoke to him, her eyebrows were vivid, her eyes were rippling, her red lips opened and closed, and when she called "Your Majesty", her final voice was intimate and filled with emotion. Sweet and beautiful, like a dream.

Only on the day when the news from Linzi came, she remained silent.

Although Pei Su had no official concubines, he had many concubines and several children. On the day when King Linzi was executed, even though the emperor ordered his concubines to be spared, those concubines committed suicide in the fiefdom two months later.

Yu Tingwan did not ask Pei Zhi whether his so-called "suicide" was voluntary. She could guess the truth, so she just kissed him on the cheek and asked in a low voice: "Did King Linzi's assassins hurt you when you were in Shanglin Garden?" ?”

After receiving a negative answer, she breathed a sigh of relief, pointed at her belly and said to him, "Your Majesty, I really hope this child is as smart as you."

The smile on Pei Zhi's face froze for a moment, and he understood Wanwan's meaning.

He was the eldest son, and he had much greater authority over Pei Su in both politics and military leadership, and he was unable to stop Pei Su from plotting rebellion.

The desire for power is engraved in the blood of the Pei family. If the eldest son is mediocre in the future, something will definitely happen.

The Pei family has never cared about these things. Surrounded by dangers, they can temper their children's scheming and courage, allowing them to learn to make careful plans and accumulate results, and learn to risk everything and take risks.

Just like cultivating gu, the final winner must have perseverance.

Pei Zhi had never thought there was anything wrong with this approach before, but Yu Tingwan cared. When he held her in his arms at night, he found that she did not fall asleep after the baby was born.

So he gave up his original idea. Even if this child was an ordinary person, he recognized it.

At the worst possible outcome, it is enough to arrange for the prince to be taught by great Confucians, assisted by loyal ministers, behave according to the rules, do not make mistakes, and safeguard the family business.

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Since the end of winter, Yu Tingwan had felt that Pei Zhi was more nervous than her all day long, and she wished she could always be by her side.

In the end, Ayan couldn't stand it any longer. When she took her pulse in the morning, she said, "Your Majesty was too nervous. He thought that your Majesty is made of fine porcelain. She will fall when you hold it in your hand. She has to hold it in your mouth. Don't let your Majesty get hurt." He affects."

Ayan calculated the approximate date of delivery. The night before, Pei Zhi opened his eyes, held the baby in his arms and said, "Wanwan, I suddenly felt very panicked."

Not half an hour after saying this, Yu Tingwan felt his stomach started to hurt.

The lights in the palace were as bright as day, and the palace guests of Jiaofang Palace were coming in and out.

Ayan and several female doctors from Tai Hospital have been guarding the side hall for the past half month. When they heard the noise, they picked up the bamboo boxes at hand and rushed to the inner hall.

Pei Zhi sat beside the couch, guarding him like a statue. Logically, he shouldn't be in the delivery room, but no one dared to persuade him to leave.

He used a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat of the person on the couch. His throat became tight and his stomach twitched with panic.

Yu Tingwan held the hand of the man next to her tightly, and her fingertips dug at the bleeding marks on the back of his hand and forearm. When it was almost dawn, she heard Ayan say it was still early, and suddenly she didn't want to give birth anymore, and her tears fell down one by one.

The noise in the palace made her feel noisy, and the lingering smell of blood was also uncomfortable.

A familiar soothing voice came to her ears, and a crisp bamboo fragrance penetrated the tip of her nose. Someone wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and stuffed ginseng slices into her mouth.

Pei Zhi's voice trembled, "Wanwan, I will always be with you, don't be afraid."

He didn't know who was afraid, so he lowered his head to her pale face and murmured comfortingly: "Auspicious person and heavenly minister."

At Shen Shi, she heard the cry of a baby. Yu Tingwan felt relieved and tired. His eyelids were so heavy that he could not open them. Before he fell asleep, he noticed a warm touch at the corner of his mouth.

She frowned slightly, someone dropped water on her face.

Pei Zhi sat by the couch, his face pale and his eyes bloodshot, staring at the sleeping woman on the couch.

The palace attendant brought the child to him to see. The man in black clothes turned his head and looked at it quietly for a long time.

It's a princess.

A small ball, wrinkled, and red.

It's his and Wanwan's daughter, the child they both look forward to day and night.

Pei Zhi finally showed a smile and immediately looked at the sleeping face of the person on the couch.

He thought of the long hours from last night to today. His fingertips went down her forehead, gently outline her eyebrows, and finally stopped at her lips. The screams of pain still lingered in his ears, like sharp knives stabbing him. Prick in the heart.

The palace attendants took the princess to the wet nurse. Before leaving, they did not understand why His Majesty suddenly looked complicated. He sighed softly and summoned Marquis Pingyang to enter the palace.