Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Seeing that their master was not sentimental about Fucha Xuying's pregnancy, the maids relaxed. "Go and do your own thing, Xingzhu, I have something to tell you."

Father Gao's vision is indeed good. After more than two months of her investigation, Xingzhu was unexpectedly reliable and more discerning than Xingxuan. Xiyue felt relieved that many things would be left to her in the future.

"Xingzhu, give this letter to my Amma. Be sure to find someone you trust to send it to. The content inside is important."

She accidentally revealed to Gao Fu in her letter that Hongli was worried about water control and asked Gao Fu to learn river engineering. This should have been done in February of the eleventh year of Yongzheng. Yongzheng asked Gao Bin to learn river engineering nearby. In December of Yongzheng, he signed He was appointed as the governor of Jiangnan River, but it didn't hurt to mention the matter in advance. Hongli's words convinced Gao Bin even more.

Xingzhu didn't ask any more questions. He took the letter and hid it in his sleeve, "Master, don't worry, I will definitely do it."

"Of course I can rest assured when you do things." Gao Xiyue smiled.

In the study, Hongli read the article intently.

Wang Qin's face was filled with joy, and he was a little unsteady as he walked, "What happened? After staying with me for so long, why are you still so rough?"

Hongli raised his head slightly and looked at Wang Qin coldly... He was so anxious. Could it be that something happened to his back house?

"Your Majesty, this is such a happy event. Ying Gege is so happy!" Wang Qin knelt on the ground and shouted.

"It is indeed a happy event. Wang Qin, go pick some things to send to Lanxin Pavilion and tell Ying Gege that I will go see her tonight."

It really surprised him. He didn't expect that Fucha Xuying was pregnant. In the blink of an eye, he was going to be Amma's man. Although his feelings for Fucha Xuying were not as deep as those of others, at least he was well-known in the family. the first woman.

The weather was about to get cold, and it started to snow a little bit. Yinggege was afraid that her children would be hurt by slippery roads in the snow, so she asked Fujin to ask for his blessings, and Fujin was very kind and exempted them all.

Qingying did not participate much in the conversation between them. Gao Xiyue's health became worse and worse and she lost her previous liveliness. For a time, no one could catch Fucha Langhua's words. Fucha Langhua was spared the trouble in the winter. Greetings.

Yijing Pavilion.

"Xingxuan, give me another hand stove and put a charcoal brazier in it. I'm so cold." In winter, the room in Yijing Pavilion was as warm as spring. Gao Xiyue huddled in the fox fur, holding her arms The thermos was still trembling slightly.

It seems that half the extra portion is still not enough, and it is estimated that the portion will be almost used up by the end of the year, but she does not have to worry, just talk to Hongli, and the things will be delivered to her.

"Master, do you want to call the doctor to take a look? It's not an option if this continues."

Mo Xin held Gao Xiyue's hand and frowned. Why was it so cold? Could it be that it was made of ice? She stuffed the hand stove inside.

"If the doctor could really cure this disease, I would have found him long ago." Xingxuan sighed, and Mo Xin fell into rare silence.

Hongli stepped into Yijing Pavilion first. The palace people in Yijing Pavilion all retreated one by one. Gao Xiyue's beautiful face suddenly seemed wilted. She didn't even have the energy to say hello, biting her almost bloodless lips. , a face as delicate as mutton-fat jade, even more pale.

"Is my little Yue'er sick?" No matter how obsessed Hongli was, looking at the pitiful appearance of the person in front of him, he could no longer feel any evil intentions and hugged the person in front of him.

Wenwen held Xiyue's small hand in his big hand. The whole Yijingxuan was hot, but her body was cold. "I feel cold from the heart."

Gao Xiyue leaned in Hongli's arms, greedily absorbing the warmth in his arms, "Have you had the doctor come to see you?" Hongli's arms became tighter, trying to keep the person in his arms warm.

"I've already seen it. It's said to be a cold syndrome carried in the mother's womb. I've seen many doctors for me, but they all said it's difficult to cure." Gao Xiyue's body was trembling slightly, beautiful and fragile. Last month, his baby The child also raised his eyebrows and told him what kind of pastries were delicious and why it was like this now.

Gao Xiyue tried her best to smile at Hongli, "The only thing that is not cold is winter. After winter, I won't be cold anymore."

"I am with you." Hongli hugged Gao Xiyue quietly, feeling a little powerless. He could not do anything but look at Gao Xiyue's troubled face and sit on the couch with slight pain.

"My king, if you look for a doctor to treat you again, I will not believe you. No one can cure you." Hongli held Gao Xiyue's hand as if he had sworn an oath, and looked at the deepening love in Xiyue's eyes. But it doesn't feel so good in my heart.

"I believe in the prince." Gao Xiyue nodded.

"Greetings to the prince, my lord, the medicine is ready and the servant has put it on the table." Mo Xin did not dare to look directly at the two of them, put down the medicine and left in a hurry.

Hong Li tested the temperature on Gao Xiyue's behalf and handed it over. The medicine in his mouth was so bitter that it was astringent... No wonder the person in front of him liked sweets.

Gao Xiyue slowly drank the medicine, picked up the pastry on the table and ate it, saying in a weak voice, "It's really painful, it's useless at all."

Even when he was sick, his temperament was extremely coquettish and fragile. As he spoke, tears fell like beans one by one, and his eyes were red.

Hongli coaxed softly. He had never coaxed many people before. Except for Gao Xiyue, all of them in the back house were dignified and virtuous people, so he had no chance to coax her. Xiao Yue'er was just a kid at heart, so she was easy to coax.

But he endured it, and stroked Xiyue's back with one hand, and held her cold hand with the other. The person in his arms gradually stopped crying.

In the past, Xiyue usually followed him in bed, but it was a novel feeling to have this feeling. "Is it still bitter?"

"Bitterness." Xiyue stopped crying and looked at Hongli aggrievedly.

Hongli held up Gao Xiyue's face and tickled Xiyue's ears enthusiastically with the tip of his nose, "I'm here to taste the pain."

Hongli kissed her softly, and his originally pale lips gradually turned red. From the kiss to the intertwining of lips and teeth, even the tip of his tongue felt bitter.

The figure in his arms seemed to be sucking the only heat, and his breathing became more and more rapid. After a long time, Gao Xiyue gasped for air, her nose was slightly red, and her eyes were full of his look.

"It's sweet." Hongli stared at Gao Xiyue's face and said with a leisurely smile.

Gao Xiyue licked the tip of her tongue, with water droplets on her eyelashes. She pouted and looked at Hongli, "It's still bitter, the prince is lying."

During dinner, Gao Xiyue prepared herself as a patient and waited for Hongli to feed her. It was Hongli's first time to serve people, so he was inevitably clumsy. Gao Xiyue had no appetite and drank a bowl of porridge. I was full, so I ate more under the force of Hongli.