The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Concubine Chen recovered very well. She was able to eat and sleep well, and her complexion looked better day by day.

"Let me take the Queen's pulse again." Before leaving the palace, Jiang Ying took another look just in case.

It looked like she was taking Concubine Chen's pulse, but in fact she had opened her sea of ​​consciousness and scanned Concubine Chen's whole body like an X-ray, making sure there was no problem anywhere before she withdrew her hand.

"The mother's pregnancy is very stable, and the two children are getting along well. Now we just need to bide our time. Once they grow up enough, they will be born naturally."

In the past, Jiang Ying didn’t like to use the sea of ​​consciousness function because it consumed a lot of energy.

I tried it once or twice when I was in school. The first time I slept for three days and three nights, and I almost scared my roommate to death.

The second time was better. She only slept for a day and a night, and her cerebral cortex and eyeballs were very painful. If it weren't for the necessary intrauterine surgery this time, she might not have remembered that she had this skill.

If it's mainly a common disease, she can tell by taking the pulse, so there's no need.

But the amazing thing is that after using her sea of ​​consciousness for four or five hours, it seemed as if she had become naturally immune to the side effects of using her sea of ​​consciousness, and now it was not so difficult for her to use it.

This is great news for Jiang Ying!

Hearing this, Concubine Chen grasped Jiang Ying's hand with gratitude, "Thank you, Sister Jiang. Oh, yes, I should call you sister on my own initiative, right? You are younger than me, and I will need you to continue to take care of my baby for the next four or five months. I can't keep calling you Miss Jiang, Miss Ying, or something like that."

In fact, she wanted to recognize Jiang Ying as her sister, but she was afraid that it would be too abrupt.

So I’d better get used to it first, with the younger sister being taller than the younger sister.

Jiang Ying smiled slightly, "Whatever your majesty likes, that's fine, but my sister should be different from your other sisters in the harem, right?"

She already holds the title of Princess of Yanzhuo County, so don't misunderstand that she wants to rise to the top or something like that.

Hearing this, Concubine Chen was stunned at first, then she laughed and pretended to be angry and hit Jiang Ying's palm, "You girl, you really dare to say anything!"

However, just because she doesn't have such thoughts doesn't mean that other concubines in the harem don't have such thoughts.

Those people are not only cunning but also have many thoughts in their minds. Whenever a woman is looked at by the emperor for a few more times, they will make random assumptions and spread stories that are disgusting.

I'll still knock on it if I get a chance!

Even with her child by her side, Jiang Ying was still a little impatient to leave the palace.

There was too much unfreedom in the palace, as if the very air smelled of it.

Just as I packed my things, Yan Zhuo came over and said, "Let's go, let's go directly out of the palace. I have already talked to the emperor."

There are only two days of vacation in total, so Jiang Ying chose to leave the palace overnight, otherwise he would be delayed early tomorrow morning and would have to wait another half day.

In addition to returning to the Duke's Mansion to see her grandmother and brothers, the most important thing is that she must go to Xinghua Village with Yan Zhuo. The matter of the witchcraft curse is a time bomb that concerns her life and the life of the Jiang family.

"Okay, you hold our son." Jiang Ying unceremoniously pushed his five-month-old son, weighing nearly 20 kilograms, over to him. It was too difficult to hold this meat ball.

If Siyu hadn't been doing farm work all year round and was not quite energetic, she would probably have cried from exhaustion.

So, Yan Zhuo held the child while Jiang Ying freed his hands. Si Yu followed behind him carrying the bag and medicine box, and the four of them walked out of the palace in a swaggering yet low-key manner.

But they didn't expect that when they left the inner palace, the eldest prince and the second prince would come to see them off.

The eldest prince said, "Aunt Jiang, the Queen Mother said that the egg yolk molten bean paste is delicious, but not sweet enough. Can you put more sugar next time?"

As he spoke, the short, fat little hand hurriedly stuffed a brocade box into her arms.

"This is a gift from your mother. You are not allowed to look at it now. Look at it after you leave the palace." The eldest prince blinked, a little mysterious and reluctant, "Come back soon."

After all, egg yolk molten bean and edelweiss milk cake are really delicious!

Aunt Jiang must have other delicious food. Thinking of this, the eldest prince Yan Shuheng couldn't help licking his lips.

[Heh!] Little Yan Zhi lay on his scumbag father's back, looking down at the eldest prince, [Why does it feel like he is not stupid anymore? He already knows he is lying!]

[What about the Queen not feeling sweet enough? Is that what he feels? ]

[Don't pay attention to him, I just think the non-sweet ones are delicious! ]

Jiang Ying took the brocade box with his mouth twitching.

The second prince did not hold the brocade box, but held a flower just picked from the imperial garden. He was small, and when he stood on the ground he was only as tall as Jiang Ying's calf. He waved his hand and asked Jiang Ying to lower himself a little.

Glancing at Yan Zhuo, Jiang Ying had no choice but to lower his head in cooperation with the little guy.

The second prince inserted the pink flowers into Jiang Ying's hair with great effort, stepped back and tilted his head to look at them carefully, and finally nodded with satisfaction, "It's beautiful, Sixth Aunt!"

Jiang Ying: "..."

When did the name change? How come she doesn’t know?

Yan Zhuo, who was standing by, was obviously very satisfied with this title. He patted the Second Prince's head in praise and said, "Bai Ling is really smart. Later, Sixth Prince will bring you something fun from outside the palace."

"Okay, okay." The three-year-old child's eyes and eyebrows were flying with joy.

The eldest prince was a little puzzled. Why did the sixth uncle praise his second brother but not him?

He stepped forward decisively and said, "Sixth Uncle, you can't be partial. I want to eat Li Ji's beggar's chicken. Can you bring it to me?"

Yan Zhuo glanced at Jiang Ying calmly and said, "Sure, call someone."

"Sixth Uncle?"

"You didn't call me..."

At this moment, it was unknown whether it was because of the foodie's intelligence or the eldest prince's improved IQ, but he quickly reacted and shouted to Jiang Ying, "Hello, Sixth Aunt!"

The voice was loud and powerful, and he was just short of standing at attention and raising his hand to salute.

Jiang Ying: "..."

The palace maids and eunuchs who were passing by quietly in the distance couldn't help but look over at them.

Jiang Ying gave Yan Zhuo a stern look, "You dog prince, you always want to take advantage of her."

Since the two little princes gave him such face, Jiang Ying didn't want to let them go back empty-handed, so he opened the medicine box on Siyu's body and pretended to take out a few fruits from the medicine box. They were mangoes grown in the space.

He gave two to each child and said, "You two princes are really good. Take them. But remember to rub your lips with fruit juice before eating them. You may be allergic to them."

The latter sentence was directed to their little followers.

The fruits produced in space are rich in spiritual energy, and are refined, so the possibility of causing allergies is very small.

The mangoes were quite large, weighing two kilograms each, and the two little ones could not lift them at all. The palace servant hurried forward to take them, bowed to Jiang Ying and thanked him, then left with the young master.

It was after this little episode that the family of three got on the carriage at the palace gate to go home.

I didn't have time to complain just now, because in the carriage, little Yan Zhi became very rude and reached out several times to take off the flower that the Second Prince had pinned on Jiang Ying's head.

[The Second Prince is a weakling, he has no appreciation for beauty. My mother is naturally beautiful, so beautiful that she can make fish sink to the depths and geese fall to the ground. Is there any need for her to learn to wear flowers in such a vulgar way?]

[And you only give a flower as a gift, how stingy! ]

Suddenly, he sighed again, [Ah... But Concubine Ruan is quite poor, her family is just a small county magistrate, otherwise why does she love to sleep, because sleeping saves lamp oil, food and drink! ]

Jiang Ying: There’s no need to be so calculating?

After all, she is the mother of a prince and a concubine of the royal family!

However, this is only the one-sided statement of Monkey Son. How can outsiders know the specific reason?

When her monkey son reminded her, she remembered the brocade box given by the eldest prince. He insisted that she leave the palace before looking at it, but she didn't know what it was.

He immediately bent down, opened the medicine box and prepared to take out the brocade box to have a look.

Yan Zhuo pinched the little chubby legs of her son who was sitting on her lap but always wanted to rush to Jiang Ying. She was very surprised - no one was talking, so why did it seem like there were several rounds of interactions between her and her son?

What's wrong?

With a "click", Jiang Ying finally took out the brocade box and opened it. It turned out that there was not only a gift inside, but also a small note.

——Aunt Jiang, Aunt Liuqin said that this is what the Queen Mother values ​​most. I guess it can be exchanged for a lot of money. Otherwise, can you sell me all your snack recipes?

Jiang Ying froze. Why was this kid so obsessed with eating?

I couldn't help but pick up the small square thing in the box out of curiosity. It was made of jade and felt smooth to the touch. The material alone was worth a lot of money, so it should be very valuable indeed.

But when she subconsciously turned it over and saw something carved on the flat bottom, her hand burned and she almost let the thing slip out of the car window.

"Yan Zhuo, this..."

Jiang Ying put the thing in front of Yan Zhuo in a daze, wanting him to confirm it.

But before Yan Zhuo could speak, his son's thoughts were even louder, and he cried out, "What? Isn't this the Queen's private seal? The eldest prince is... slapping his hands like a shaver, he's doomed!"