Quick Wear: Everyone knows I am a good person

Aunt Meng made a good start.

As her belly grew bigger, it was as if the Rong Palace had invited a fertility goddess to take charge, with pregnancy news coming out one after another.

"Auntie Li is one and a half months pregnant."

"Mrs. Zhang is two months pregnant."

"Mrs. Du's pulse is moving like a bead, so she should be pregnant in one month."

"Aunt Zhao is about one month pregnant."

Excluding Shu Jiao, there are seven concubines in the palace, and five of them are pregnant now!

Only the two newlyweds who were not pregnant when Princess Rong went to the palace to find the Queen Mother and begged her to come down, which caused trouble for Shu Jiao, were not pregnant.

Because Prince Rong rarely looks for them.

Prince Rong was so happy that he walked with a smile on his face every day.

The Queen Mother was extremely pleased.

She said that there must be no problems with the women she carefully selected, and yet they got pregnant one after another.

Blame Princess Rong!

That vicious woman couldn't give birth herself, so she abused her concubines and made them unable to give birth either.

Take a look!

have a look! ! !

Now that Shu Jiao is in charge of the Rong Palace, the child comes as soon as she wants! The youngest son must have good vision, and the concubine he favors is a good person!

It’s no wonder the Queen Mother thinks so.

The contrast is too strong.

In the past, Princess Rong was in charge of everything in the palace, but as a result, Prince Rong gave birth to two concubines' daughters and a son in just six years.

What now?

Five in half a year!

Five pregnant women!

It seems that Prince Rong’s sowing ability is very strong.

Since he is fine, then the only one with a problem...isn't Princess Rong the only one left?

So~

Princess Rong's reputation was damaged again.

"No wonder Prince Rong favors the concubine. The concubine is really a good person to get along with. She really lets the concubine give birth to the child!"

"I heard that the concubine hired a female doctor to protect the pregnancy of each concubine. If I had met such a mistress, I would have woken up with joy at night."

"The concubine is truly virtuous."

Hearing such praises from all over the capital, Shu Jiao curled her lips slightly.

Very good, just praise it like that.

She likes to listen!

In order to allow Prince Rong to sow seeds, she took great pains to get his body in good shape.

Oh, by the way, today’s tonic hasn’t been delivered yet!

"Is the prince still handling official business in the front yard? I heard that he was so busy that he only rested at midnight for several days. He Xin, send someone to bring a bowl of nourishing soup and tell him to be careful not to overwork himself."

"Slave, go now."

"It's winter now and the weather is getting colder. Ask the kitchen to prepare a bowl of ginger soup at night for everyone to get rid of the cold."

Shu Jiao said again.

"Yes, concubine."

Rouju smiled and said, "Now everyone in the mansion praises the queen for her kindness."

"A few days ago, there was a winter snowfall that only stopped today. I heard that people outside the capital were suffering from the disaster. In the name of the Queen Mother and the Emperor, let the grain shop set up a pot of porridge outside the city gate to provide relief."

She has never been vague about enhancing her reputation.

Rouju also agreed.

After the winter snow, only winter plum blossoms were in full bloom in the palace, and the view was all white. The lake was frozen, with only some lotus leaves left in the lake.

After walking a few steps outside, my hands and feet felt cold.

When the cold wind blows again, I lose all interest in enjoying the snow scenery.

Shu Jiao turned around and prepared to go back to the yard.

After walking for a while, I heard a very faint crying sound like a cat's cry.

Shu Jiao raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Rouju.

Rouju nodded and walked over quickly and quietly. She saw a little kid squatting and crying among the rockery.

The voice sounded sobbing and aggrieved.

"Miss?"

Rouju was startled, "Why are you here?"

Little Radish Head was wearing a lotus pink thick coat and a small peach pink silk cotton cloak.

Hearing this, he was so startled that he looked up, revealing his round face that was a little red from the cold and his clear eyes that were swollen from crying.

She is the eldest daughter of the mansion - Zhao Jiale, born to Aunt Zhao, and will be six years old next year.

Rouju took her out of the rockery.

The child, who is almost six years old, already understands things.

When she appeared and saw Shu Jiao, she wiped her tears and bowed, "Daughter greets mother."

"Good boy, come here quickly."

Shu Jiao's eyes were soft as she half bent down to hold Zhao Jiale's hand. "Why is it so cold? Where are the people serving you? How could you let you stay here alone? Anyone who neglects their duties must be severely punished!"

As he spoke, he stuffed the small, warm hand warmer into Zhao Jiale's hand.

"I came out alone."

Zhao Jiale sobbed twice. "They all surrounded my aunt and went to take care of the little brother in her belly. My aunt doesn't care about me anymore."

There are few children in the house.

As the only girl in the mansion, she had been pampered and protected by her biological mother since she was a child.

But at the moment, Aunt Zhao was more concerned about the baby in her belly that was probably not even formed yet, so it was inevitable that she was a little neglectful of her. The servants in the courtyard were not as dedicated to her as before.

Children are the most sensitive and can naturally detect the difference.

Shu Jiao raised her hand and gently stroked her neatly combed long hair. "How could that be? You are also your aunt's baby. Rouju, send someone to tell Aunt Zhao to come to Jiaoyue Courtyard to pick up the child."

After saying that, she took Zhao Jiale's hand and walked towards Jiaoyue Courtyard.

She also ordered people to make her milk tea to drink, small desserts to eat, and small toys to play with.

After a while, Zhao Jiale's mood improved, and he followed Shu Jiao to see Zhao Xi.

It is said that three turns, six sits, seven rolls, eight crawls, and twelve walks.

Zhao Xi, the younger kid, was still rolling and crawling on the fox fur floor, throwing and kicking the small toys on the blanket, making a lot of noise.

Shu Jiao raised her index finger and pushed it on his forehead.

Zhao Xi's small body suddenly lost its balance and fell onto the soft cushion, her innocent eyes filled with confusion.

uh~

Why did you fall?

Where am I? What am I doing?

"Mother, my brother is so small."

Zhao Jiale looked at the little dumpling and said in surprise.

"Yes, your brother is still young now. You can play with him and teach him well. When he grows up, he will protect you."

"Will my brother protect me?"

"Of course. You're family."

Shu Jiao smiled softly, "Would you like to play with your brother for a while? He has no one to accompany him. He feels so lonely."

Is that so?

Zhao Jiale lowered his eyes and looked at the huge stall, where he was the only kid there. He felt a little lonely.

She nodded and said, "I am willing to accompany my brother."

"Our Jiale is so well behaved."

Shu Jiao started praising as soon as she opened her mouth, and her deliberately puffed voice sounded sweet and genuine.

The mother's words sound like she's coaxing a child.

She is all grown up.

The compliment made Zhao Jiale's cheeks blush slightly. He felt happy and satisfied, and went in happily to play with Zhao Xi.

"Wow, our Jiale is really amazing. He can actually take good care of his little brother... Jiale's clothes are also beautiful. She looks like a little fairy when she dresses up..."

This series of words made Zhao Jiale so confused that he could hardly tell east from west.

When she smiled, her big eyes curved into crescents, revealing the cute dimples on her cheeks.

It was not until Rouju came saying that Aunt Zhao had arrived that Shu Jiao instructed someone to keep an eye on the two young masters and then she left.

Zhao Jiale raised his eyes to look at her, the admiration and trust in his eyes almost turning into reality.

——My mother is so nice. She is gentle and loving, and I keep praising her.

——If only she were mother’s daughter!