Now he feels a little regretful.

One should not go to the Taimiao and make a wish to the ancestors to give birth to two sons. One should... pray for that one in ten thousand chance of having twins, a boy and a girl.

He should pray to his ancestors for blessings, wishing him a long life and that Wen Yuan would give birth to ten sons for him.

With such a mother to teach him, and the young tutor he carefully selected, the Qing Dynasty need not worry about its future!

Yinzhen's thoughts had just come back from drifting to a hundred years later when he heard Wen Yuan suddenly say,

"Besides, I also have some thoughts.

That is... bring Wen Yi to my place to raise her. What if God sees that I already have a good daughter and gives me a little prince?"

Yinzhen was moved.

Two princes, or one prince and one princess, both are possible!

Just don't have two princesses, save them for later. Now he can't sit still when looking at the three-year, five-year and ten-year plans written in the booklet. He wishes the child could be born right now.

“And Wen Yi is already five years old.

It's great, she's past the crying stage, I can dress her up every day without any scruples, and after the two little princes in my belly are born, we can play with whips, ride horses, drink tea and look at flowers together, we don't have to wait! ! "

No, no, no, there must be a prince or a princess in my belly.

Wen Yi is a timid and taciturn child, and his health is not very good. If Concubine Yi can really raise him well and make him look like her...

Suddenly she became a "literary girl", and he could just enjoy it for a while!

"Then it's up to you.

You should get ready. I will ask them to send Wen Yi to you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

Also, you should find time to write more about "Three Years of Enlightenment and Ten Years of Officialdom". You wouldn't want to leave Wen Yi staring blankly, right?

I will come to supervise you!"

Wen Yuan had already figured out Yinzhen's thoughts thoroughly.

She said "management" proudly in her heart, but on her face she still looked like a young wife whose demands had been met. She moved the stool and leaned on Yinzhen.

“Great!!

Come, Your Majesty, stick with me~~~ and eat more~~"

Looking at Wen Yuan's servile behavior, Yinzhen laughed even more happily.

Cat, really like a cat.

*

After the meal, it should have been time for a short rest, but Wen Yuan couldn't stop. She took a hawthorn in her hand and nibbled it, calling out to Nanny Song who was standing outside the inner room.

"Madam Song~~Come quickly, a big mission is coming!"

When Nanny Song heard Wen Yuan's cry, she smiled helplessly.

There was helplessness and indulgence in her smile, as if she was treating her own daughter. She also imitated Wen Yuan's cheerful tone and echoed,

"Okay, Madam, I will bring you the fabric and pattern books right away."

Seeing how Nanny Song and Wenyuan got along with each other, Yinzhen couldn't help but recall his childhood.

Although the nanny spoiled him, she had never been so happy.

Sure enough, sending Nanny Song to take care of Wen Yuan was a win-win situation for both of them.

Wen Yuan waited happily. After wiping her hands, she threw away her handkerchief and suddenly asked Pu Guang who was standing beside her,

"Oh, by the way, have you brought food to Lady An? Don't let her faint from hunger."

"You've eaten, madam. I'm going to take the sand to the side hall for Concubine An to rest. We'll continue in half an hour."

These words were said for Yinzhen to hear, to prevent this petty-minded person from thinking that she had done something wrong later and giving her some censure.

After listening to this, Wen Yuan nodded.

“Yeah, that’s good.

Give her these two plates of snacks as well.

He is so thin, maybe all the food he had before was stolen by those treacherous servants."

Yinzhen was very satisfied with Wen Yuan's thoroughness. Listening to her teasing, thinking of An Lingrong's figure on the bed and the touch of her hand, he agreed solemnly,

"It's possible."

Wen Yuan turned around suddenly, looked at the expression on Yinzhen's face that he had not yet had time to hide, took a deep breath, and glared at Yinzhen suddenly.

"Humph!!!"

"Wen Yuan, be good."

Yinzhen responded with a roll of the eyes.

But Yinzhen grinned.

This taste is just right, he likes it.

How could Wen Yuan not know his little tricks? She immediately followed his attitude and continued to jealously and angrily push him off the bed.

(ノ`Д)ノ!

“Your Majesty, it’s time for you to return to the Yangxin Palace.

I know you are busy with government affairs today, so I won’t let you rest.”

Without giving Yinzhen a chance to argue, he simply said,

"Spectrum! Quickly pack some snacks for the emperor, and bring a pot of hot hawthorn chrysanthemum tea!"

"Yes."

As a servant, Guang Pu dared not tease the emperor. She simply took the order and disappeared into the inner room, leaving the embarrassment to Su Peisheng.

"Humph! Su Peisheng!

You must watch the emperor drink this tea. If I find you secretly taking a sip, I will whip you myself!"

After hinting that the emperor must drink the tea himself, Wen Yuan crossed her arms and continued in a bad tone,

“This tea is the best for reducing internal heat and nourishing the liver. It also contains cassia seeds, which can soothe the mind and improve eyesight.

I will write a recipe for His Majesty to take away later, and let our Concubine Su make it for you. Then don’t come to my little Chuxiu Palace anymore, humph.”

Su Peisheng: ???

When you gods fight, don’t include us.

As expected, when Yinzhen heard the word "Concubine Su", he frowned and looked at Su Peisheng with bitterness and incomprehension. His expression was full of genuine disgust, without a trace of water.

"You girl."

Is he even jealous of the old eunuch Su Peisheng?

But before Yinzhen could finish his words, Wen Yuan went downstairs to see him off.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully send you off~"

After some pushing and shoving, Su Peisheng was handed two food boxes, and Yinzhen's hands were also stuffed with a bag of refreshing mints and hawthorn pills for digestion.

There was a bang, which was the sound of the door of Chuxiu Palace closing.

Listening to Wen Yuan's noisy voice coming from inside, Yinzhen walked back to the Yangxin Palace with a smile.

It just makes Su Peisheng suffer.

Wen Yuan didn't dare to kick Yinzhen, but she kicked him a lot and made many indirect accusations.

Really...

But, as long as the emperor is happy, that's enough.

Ugh……

But the food in this food box smells so good. It would be great if the emperor could leave some for later. Would Concubine Yi know whether he eats it in front of the emperor or not?

He is the one who has served the emperor all his life, so the title of "Princess Su" may not be enough for him.

Smile.

Of course, Su Peisheng just thought about it and didn't dare to think about it carefully.

He...is also afraid.

*

There have never been any secrets in the palace, and the news of Concubine Xiang's death was only kept secret for one day.

Few people in the palace could mourn the death of Concubine Xiang, not even Zhen Huan who had worked with her.

As for people like Nian Shilan and Yixiu, who had been plotted against by her, they didn't set off firecrackers simply because they were afraid that the emperor would be displeased.

They are all old people who came from the Qiandi Palace, and there is no need to leave any privacy between them.

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