Transmigrated into a Qing Dynasty concubine and asked the system to help me raise my children

In Qingning Palace, Zhezhe sat in the main seat and Bumbutai sat at the lower left.

Wu Keshan and Shen Jiang came in and greeted each other. Zhezhe smiled gently and said, "We are all family, so there is no need to pay attention to these empty formalities."

Wu Keshan stood up and saw Zhezhe's bulging belly at a glance. He said in surprise: "Aunt is pregnant again, and we didn't even get the news!"

Zhezhe smiled dignifiedly and said, "I thought you would come to Beijing soon, so I didn't write you a letter." In fact, because the witch doctor had predicted that this baby would be a girl, she was not interested and did not tell her parents.

Zhezhe looked at Shen Jiang who was lowering her head behind Wu Keshan, waved at her and said, "Is this Ulan Tana? Come here and sit next to your aunt."

Shen Jiang slowly walked to her side and shyly called out, "Aunt."

The moment Zhezhe saw Shen Jiang's face, her dignified and loving face changed a little. She couldn't hide her surprise and said, "I haven't seen Ulan Tana for a long time. I didn't expect that this child has grown up to be so charming. Bumbutai, come and look at your sister."

Shen Jiang raised her head and looked at Bumbutai who was standing beside her. Bumbutai was also looking at her. There was a flash of surprise in her eyes, but her face remained calm. She smiled calmly and said, "Yes, I haven't seen you for so many years. I almost don't recognize you, sister."

Shen Jiang continued to remain shy and said softly, "Aunt and sister, thank you for your compliments."

There is no way, the original owner, Hai Lanzhu, is such a weak and innocent person.

She had forgotten how she conquered Eurasia in the previous plane and was awarded the title of "The Great Emperor", but the system remembered it, so it was deeply impressed by the host's acting skills.

Zhezhe took Shen Jiang's hand and said, "There is no need to prepare another place to live. Ulan Tana can live in my Qingning Palace!"

Shen Jiang responded: "Yes."

Zhezhe said: "The Khan will host a banquet tonight to entertain you. You should have a good rest first and then we can attend the banquet together in the evening."

She asked the maid to take Shen Jiang downstairs to rest. The room had been prepared, and even new clothes and jewelry were prepared. It was obvious that Zhezhe had been waiting for Shen Jiang to arrive.

After arranging Wu Keshan and Shen Jiang to rest, Bumbutai did not leave, but talked about Shen Jiang with Zhezhe.

"My sister is four years older than me, but she looks like she is four years younger than me. She looks like an eighteen-year-old girl."

Zhezhe said: "She has been different from you since she was a child. You are the most beautiful woman in Manchuria and Mongolia, but she seems to have a weak and fragile vibe of the southern barbarians."

Bumbutai smiled slightly. Her title of "the most beautiful woman in Manchuria and Mongolia" was awarded based on the standards of Manchuria and Mongolia. If one really looked at the entire Ming Dynasty, Jin Dynasty and Mongolia, she might not be outstanding.

Thinking of this, she lowered her eyes to hide the worry in her eyes.

The Khan's harem was filled with Manchu and Mongolian beauties, and he did not show any particular fondness for any of them. Those who were in higher positions, like her and her aunt, received more favor.

But this has nothing to do with them personally, the Khan values ​​their identities more.

Now that a delicate sister has come, will the Khan look at her differently?

Bumbutai was very conflicted. She hoped that her sister could be favored by the Khan and give birth to a prince, but she also didn't want the Khan to favor her sister too much.

However, when she thought of Borjigit's mission, she still felt that no matter whether it was her aunt, sister or herself, someone must give birth to a prince.

Because the heir to the Great Jin must have Khorchin blood!

At this time, Bumbutai did not know the lama's words, nor did she know that the reason her father and mother sent Ulantana to give birth to a child for her son to ward off evil.

Shen Jiang, who was dressing herself in front of the mirror, was also wondering what roles Zhezhe and Bumbutai would play in this matter.

No matter what they were thinking, she would not let her children be sacrificed.

"You guys go down first. I want to rest for a while." Shen Jiang said to the palace maid who was doing her makeup.

The two palace maids looked at each other, bowed and left.

Shen Jiang touched her face. It was a pity that such a beautiful makeup could not be shown in front of everyone tonight.

System: "Host, do you not plan to attend the welcoming banquet tonight?"

Shen Jiang: "How can the first meeting between me and Huang Taiji be just an ordinary welcoming banquet?"

She sealed one of her acupuncture points. At first, nothing could be seen. Gradually, her face became paler and paler. By the evening, she fainted as soon as she stood up.

The two maids who served her saw this and hurriedly reported it to Zhezhe. Zhezhe rushed over and saw Shen Jiang lying weakly on the bed. She said, "Quickly call the imperial physician!" and asked, "Ulan Tana, what's wrong with you?"

Shen Jiang said softly: "Aunt, I'm so tired. I'm afraid I can't attend the welcoming banquet tonight."

Zhezhe hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon, you will be fine."

When the imperial physician came hurriedly, he told Zhezhe after examining her: "Princess is fine, she is just tired."

Zhezhe said: "She has been weak since she was a child, and she has come all the way from Khorchin. It seems that she is tired."

The imperial physician prescribed a warming and nourishing prescription. Zhezhe ordered the palace maid to boil the medicine. Looking at Shen Jiang's pale face, she comforted him, "It's okay. You'll be living here for a long time in the future, so there's no need to rush for a welcoming banquet. Okay, you take a good rest, and I won't bother you here anymore."

"Thank you, aunt."

The maid put down the gauze curtain, Zhezhe and others left, Shen Jiang took the medicine very "obediently" and rested. Faintly, it seemed that the sound of stringed instruments could be heard in the hall in front.

Before the banquet, Zhezhe told Wu Keshan that Shen Jiang was ill.

"Is it a real illness or a fake one? Could it be that she pretends to be sick because she doesn't want to attend the welcoming banquet?" Wu Keshan said with a frown.

Zhezhe said with a hint of blame: "How could she be pretending to be sick? The imperial physician has examined her and found that Ulan Tana is indeed overworked. I don't know you, but you must have been rushing all the way. Can you bear it? Can Ulan Tana's body bear it?"

Wu Keshan smiled and scratched his head, saying helplessly: "She is ill. I am afraid she will not be able to see the Khan for some time."

Zhezhe said, "Yes, now the palace follows the Han people's rules. If the concubines are sick, they cannot see the emperor. They say they are afraid of passing the disease to the emperor. In fact, we Manchus and Mongols are in good health, and the Khan has a real dragon to protect him. How can we be afraid of these diseases? It's just that the Han emperors are delicate and precious, so there are these false etiquettes."

"you do not say!"

At the welcoming banquet, Huang Taiji looked around at the people present and did not notice the new Ulan Tana. He did not ask about it at the banquet, but asked Zhezhe after the banquet.

Zhezhe explained it, and Huang Taiji said without comment: "Since you are sick, take good care of yourself."

Zhezhe originally wanted to say a few words in Shen Jiang's favor, but seeing that Huang Taiji didn't want to talk more, she held back.

As she herself said, there is still a long time to go and there is no need to rush.