Blue Moon and White Duan came back from hunting one after the other.

One person brought a lunch that was enough to make a living, and the other person hunted and brought back hawthorns, pears, a basket of winter dates and a whole pomelo!

There is fruit tea available.

The cakes nowadays always gave Wen Yuan the illusion that she was eating cream-coated steamed buns, so much so that she always wanted to have a bite of cake and drink a sip of tea, and just pass the meal by, causing Pu Guang and Long Sha to frequently become Tang Monk possessed.

With fruit tea, make some nutritious fruit drinks, and pair them with healthy noodles and cakes...

In the days without a kitchenette, there is finally a glimmer of hope.

After a while, Longsha also came back with medicine, and along with it, he gave a casual instruction from the imperial physician Akedun.

He said, Your Majesty, don't worry too much. Just take this medicine for a week and your appetite will be restored.

Emin himself sent someone to teach Akundun how to speak, and he paid more attention to it than his medical skills.

He would not talk nonsense casually.

What he meant was that if the stomach condition still couldn't be cured after a week, then it would no longer be a problem for the two of them, but a problem for the Chuxiu Palace.

If Wen Yuan wants to make plans, he needs to be well prepared, and if there are any changes in the plan, he must be notified in advance so that he can cooperate.

The smell of musk is something that the imperial physician who begs for a living in the harem is very familiar with.

She didn't need to say anything, just hand the imperial physician the handkerchief in question and ask him to use it carefully when taking the patient's pulse.

It is convenient to deal with smart people.

There were no letters or notes between the two of them, and even her conversations with the palace maids around her were all spoken in front of all the eunuchs in the Imperial Medical Bureau's medicine bureau.

Highlight an upright character.

"Okay, I got it. Please thank me when you go to get the medicine tonight."

If she said this, it meant that she agreed.

"Come, come, come, I am also a patient now, I guess I can't dance or play the pipa anymore.

Call Feishan and the others to the side room, and make some fruit drinks and wine together. Let them learn well, and leave these chores to them in the future."

"Yes!"

Everything Wen Yuan did was excellent; even Long Sha's eyes lit up at this moment.

Allowing these second-class palace maids to have access to her daily diet was the second hook that Wen Yuan set.

Once you enter the palace, you start racing against time.

Even according to official history, Yongzheng only reigned for thirteen years and died at the age of fifty-eight.

It seems that if Daju hadn't been using the serial knives of the concubine and Zhen Huan, and his bizarre behavior of indulging in lust every day in his later years, he would have been able to last a little longer, but... what if.

She needs to get pregnant and give birth early.

If he is lucky, he will have a boy at once, but if he is unlucky, he can only try for a second child at best. If he still has no child, he will have to consider executing Hongli and forcibly restore Hongshi's status as prince to be a puppet.

The next few days are her ovulation days, so she is sure to get this favor.

She had been preparing for six whole years. If she still couldn't protect the child, she might as well find a piece of tofu and kill herself on the spot.

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Yinzhen came strictly according to mealtime.

Although logically speaking, the emperors of the Qing Dynasty only ate two meals, with the second meal usually in the afternoon, in this fictional film and television drama, the rules are not so tiring.

At the first watch of the night, Yinzhen arrived.

"I have met the emperor."

"Are you feeling better?"

Hearing this question, Wen Yuan rolled her eyes in her heart.

How did you ask the question "Is he feeling better?" after just a short while? Why didn't you just ask "Is he dead?" which would be more realistic.

Of course, she still answered with a respectful and somewhat shy expression, "Although I still don't have much of an appetite, but looking at Your Majesty, I feel much better."

"well.

I heard from Imperial Physician Akten and Su Peisheng that you need to rest and recuperate to avoid being too happy or too sad.

Wanpin, I have already taught her a lesson, please don't feel wronged."

The keyword was triggered, and Wen Yuan's eyes immediately became watery again.

"Your Majesty treats me like this, and I don't know what to do.

Speaking of which, I don’t know why Wanpin...sister, has such a big misunderstanding of me.

No matter who says something, it can't be completely unambiguous with such nitpicking, right?"

Oh, you still want me to climb down the stairs and give your beloved Chun Yuan figurine a lecture to make you feel better?

If it were me, Concubine Hua, I'd think you'd dare to say this.

Ha ha.

Today I will make you realize clearly who I am your meal substitute for. Let’s see if you dare to embarrass your sister Shilan.

You keep doing nonsense all day long to disgust your father, ugh!

Hand over your xx as soon as possible so that I can have the baby quickly.

Wen Yuan, who couldn't afford a good meal, was losing patience with Yinzhen.

There's no way, rice is made of steel.

Yinzhen sat opposite, looking at Wen Yuan, who was so weak and aggrieved, not knowing where she had offended anyone, but was very moved by his "comfort". In the end, he did not say what he expected.

Although Wanwan is aloof and proud, she cannot break the bones of Wenyuan, a delicate girl who has been raised as a aunt by the Jueluo family since childhood, to fulfill her wish.

Ever since he suddenly remembered that Wen Yuan's mother was a member of the Gioro clan and had a slight blood relationship with him, Yinzhen liked Wen Yuan in every way.

In terms of psychological camp status, he already regarded Wen Yuan as a distant cousin.

"Oh, look at me, I feel like crying again.

It's all your fault, Your Majesty, for always taking care of me, humph!"

╭(╯^╰)╮!

Although Yinzhen liked dogs the most, he couldn't resist cats at all.

Looking at Wen Yuan's proud and spoiled appearance, she really looks like the heterochromatic lion cat that she had seen at Tong Jia's mother's place before.

Just as fair as snow, just as proud and spoiled, but just as clingy to him.

That was the only cat that Yinzhen had ever seen in his life and that was close to him.

Come to think of it, it was after that that he started to like raising puppies.

At that time, he longed so much for the feeling of being relied on, close to, and loved that he was willing even if the object was a beast.

Thinking about these sour emotions in his heart, and looking at Wen Yuan, who was tilting her head high, pouting her lips, but secretly looking at him, Yinzhen was very happy and stood up and touched her hair.

"Look at you, what's the difference between you and that raccoon slave?"

"It makes no difference. I am also a beautiful big cat!"

Wen Yuan continued to say coquettishly, "In my opinion, even if I am a cat, I am still a beautiful lion cat with heterochromatic eyes."

The topic was immediately pointed out, and Yinzhen took a deep breath.

Because of Wen Yuan's age and the fact that Guwalja Emin had only made some progress in his official career in recent years, he had no doubts at all.

I just feel that, indeed, this is what it means to be in sync with each other.

"I think what my beloved concubine said is absolutely right."

"Yeah, right~"

After letting Yinzhen act coquettishly for a while, Wen Yuan suddenly clapped her hands, as if she had just remembered something important.

"Your Majesty, didn't you say you would come to dine tonight? I made some fruit drinks myself. Your Majesty, would you like to try it? It's delicious."

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