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

When Yongzheng first married Shen Jiang, he would go to the front yard to change clothes before coming back, but now he would go straight to Shen Jiang's yard when he returned home. Therefore, Shen Jiang had prepared four large boxes of clothes for Yongzheng.

As Shen Jiang changed his clothes and chatted with him, Yongzheng asked, "Did Hongli and Hongzhou come to play with Persimmon again today?"

Shen Jiang smiled and said, "Yes, Persimmon is used to it. If he doesn't play with them for a while, he will go out to find them by himself."

Yongzheng said meaningfully: "There are still too few children in the palace."

Shen Jiang hugged him from behind and said softly, "I will give you more children."

Yongzheng held her hand and said, "Don't worry, you are weak, it is best to take care of yourself."

He knew a little about medicine, and when he first met her, he knew that she was weak and might have difficulty having children.

"I'm taking medicine. With the prince's generosity to support me, I'm feeling much better now."

Yongzheng joked, "Do you think I am your medicine?"

Shen Jiang smiled and said, "Yes, Master is my medicine, the medicine that heals me."

Yongzheng felt itchy inside when he heard this, but he had to put on a straight face and said, "That's not something you can say."

This is what Li Ping'er said to Ximen Qing. Although there was infinite affection in it, the parties involved were wrong.

He turned around and saw Shen Jiang looking at him with full eyes, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

Yongzheng sighed, stroked her cheek, and could no longer scold her. Instead, he agreed with her and said, "Okay, I will be your medicine inducer."

Shen Jiangyi leaned into his arms and said affectionately, "I really want to give birth to children for you, lots and lots of children."

Yongzheng gently stroked her thin back, full of pity, and said, "It would be nice if you could just give birth to one child, a little prince."

Shen Jiang raised her head and deliberately said, "Isn't it good for the little princess?"

Yongzheng smiled and said, "Okay, if it's a little princess, I won't let her touch me."

Yes, girls have to be raised. Yongzheng had only one daughter who lived to adulthood, and she married the nephew of Princess Ulanara.

If there were more daughters, I'm afraid they would not be able to escape Fu Meng's fate.

"Master, you are so gentle to me."

It's really hard to associate the current him with the words "mean and ungrateful".

But Shen Jiang also knew that this was Yongzheng's character. When he loved you, he wanted to give you the whole world. When he hated you, he wanted to let the whole world know how hateful you were.

Therefore, Shen Jiang, who knew the current situation, naturally knew how to please him. She didn't need to get involved in military and national affairs. She only needed to take care of the little things in life.

Yong Zheng felt very safe living in Shen Jiang's yard. No matter how unpleasant the people and things he encountered outside, returning here always made him feel like he had entered a paradise.

My wife is young, beautiful, gentle, considerate and understanding.

There is also a smart and naughty puppy who brings amusements from time to time. It would be even more perfect if there was another child.

Shen Jiang was also trying hard to have a child. In the few months since she got married, apart from paying her respects to the princess regularly, she spent the rest of the time quietly staying in her own yard to recuperate.

Occasionally, Li and other princesses would come to visit her. Sometimes she would meet them, and sometimes she would avoid them on the grounds of being unwell.

As time went by, everyone in the mansion naturally knew that Concubine Nian was in poor health.

Shen Jiang didn't go out, but Shi Zi would walk around the palace every day, as if he was patrolling his own territory.

Zhaocai and Jinbao followed Uncle Persimmon faithfully, fearing that they would be bullied. Fortunately, everyone in the palace knew Uncle Persimmon, and they would automatically give way when they met him, and some shameless people would even greet Uncle Persimmon.

Yongzheng had also complained about the names Zhaocai and Jinbao, to which Shen Jiang said, "You named my two maids Agate and Pearl, which sound rich. It would be appropriate to name two more eunuchs Zhaocai and Jinbao!"

Yongzheng sneered: "I can't argue with you, just do as you like. It's just these three words 'poop shoveler'..." Seeing that his wife's cheeks were puffed up, he couldn't help laughing and said repeatedly: "This is also good, it fits the situation!"

Being with a younger partner makes me feel younger too.

As May approached, the weather became increasingly hot. Even Persimmon changed his sleeping position. He stretched his limbs to keep his belly close to the ground and stuck out his tongue to dissipate heat.

The mansion made rice dumplings, including white rice dumplings, gray rice dumplings, alkaline rice dumplings, sweet rice dumplings, and salty rice dumplings.

Yongzheng liked to eat white rice dumplings dipped in white sugar, and Shen Jiang also followed his example, eating in a simple and refreshing way.

Shen Jiang thought of the porcelain she had seen in later generations, and asked him to make a batch for her.

Yongzheng naturally agreed and asked, "What style do you like?"

Shen Jiang thought for a moment and said, "It's hot in here. It's too hot to drink tea from a tea bowl. It's better to make a set of cups with handles."

Yongzheng smiled and said, "You do have some clever ideas."

As a man of action and detail, he immediately asked Su Peisheng to bring paper and pen. Shen Jiang told him what he wanted, and Yongzheng drew it.

Shen Jiang took a look and thought, wow, it’s really nice, this is exactly the mug she wanted!

Yongzheng had two sets made, one in a pure blue color without patterns, and the other in enamel. Each has its own characteristics, and it must be pleasing to the eye when made.

A month later, the two sets of porcelain were delivered to Shen Jiang's courtyard.

Shen Jiang praised it as soon as she got it. Yongzheng's aesthetic taste is really impeccable!

She put away the blue set and used the enamel set first. She cooked a pot of milk tea and some snacks. After thinking for a while, she asked someone to call Hongli and Hongzhou over.

"Look, isn't the enameled porcelain that your father made for me beautiful?" She looked at Hongli and smiled.

The two children praised it first, and then stared at the snacks.

Shen Jiang originally wanted Hongli to be influenced by the porcelain to prevent him from becoming too flashy later on, but it was obvious that the two children's attention was not on the porcelain.

She said helplessly: "Eat it, eat it!"

The two children started eating happily and did not forget to feed persimmons while eating.

"You guys are feeding the persimmons into balls." Shen Jiang muttered.

The two children smiled at each other. Hongli swallowed the food in his mouth and said, "Don't be upset, Concubine. After we finish eating, we will take the persimmons out for a run."

Shen Jiang said, "It's hot outside, don't run away. I won't feed her at night. Just take her for a walk in the yard."

Persimmon: "What? How dare you deduct my dinner!"

Shen Jiang glared at it and threatened it, "Being too fat will cause three highs and coronary heart disease. If you don't want to die of obesity, eat less and exercise more."

Persimmon was so angry that he kept humming.

Hongli looked at Shen Jiang and then at Persimmon curiously. He had noticed that Concubine Nian was talking to Persimmon more than once. He knew that Persimmon understood human nature, but... could it be that Concubine Nian understood dog nature?

Fortunately, Shen Jiang couldn't hear his inner voice, otherwise she would have been angry to death.