I am Kangxi Bai Yueguang [Qing wear]

This "bamboo horse from the sky" Lin Shu did not affect the relationship between Su Yang and the emperor.

It's just a small wave in a peaceful life, not worth mentioning.

In the next month, the Wang family of the Chen family lived directly in the Changchun Palace. What she brought with her was an experienced nanny.

Careful and prudent, in many ways more appropriate than a court lady who has never given birth to a child.

Seeing that the stomach is getting bigger day by day, it can be seen even under the loose cheongsam.

Wen Cilai took the pulse, and said that there is no need to worry too much. After pregnancy, the recuperation is excellent, and there will be no major problems if there are no accidents. He also gave an approximate time period for giving birth.

Mrs. Wang thought about discussing with her, should she give birth at a good time.

Su Yang was so shocked that he directly denied it: "The one who will have a baby can only predict the approximate day. There are so many time slots in the morning, noon and evening, so is it possible that the child will be born at a specific time?"

He wasn't born to inherit the throne, so what's the point of pinching him so tightly.

After entering the palace these days, Mrs. Wang realized that her eldest daughter had her own persistence in many aspects.

Looks easy to talk, this is good, that's good, a little bit uncomfortable,? I love to turn against her mother.

If it's her son, maybe the feather duster will be on his body at home.

But Su Yang is not, she is the eldest daughter she has been looking for for many years,? Now she is Concubine Yu, her status is not the same.

So in many ways.

Wang still couldn't hold back her.

In the later stage, the baby in Su Yang's belly kicked people from time to time.

Occasionally it hurts more. The emperor came to threaten after finishing his official duties in the previous court:

"If you make trouble with your mother-in-law again,? I will take you away from afar in the future."

"It was born smoothly."

The last time the two of them discussed in bed, the names of boys and girls.

If it is a girl, it is called Aixinjueluo Jiaoyi, and the boy is called Aixinjueluo Yinyuan, but later the emperor chose several alternate names.

The royal family pays special attention to seniority.

The Yinyuan that was taken that night was later speculated by Su Yang, and he deliberately asked Kangxi to change it to another one.

So he wrote down a few names and picked them out.

He seemed to want Su Yang to give birth to him and give birth to a younger brother.

Yin 褍, Yin lapel, Yin fur.

Finally, these three were selected from the crowd.

Su Yang leaned on the foot of the bed carefully, seeing that he chose boys' names, and asked, "Don't you like your daughter?"

Kangxi took the rice paper on the tray and looked at each one thoughtfully.

Hearing this, he smiled and said, "That's not true."

If it is elder brother, it will be smoother in the future.

A mother is more expensive than a child, and a son is naturally better than a daughter.

But to him, the mother is more expensive than the child.

He doesn't need to care, but he has to take into account the other concubines she faces.

Kangxi felt that having a son would help stabilize the position of imperial concubine.

Su Yang looked at him lazily: "If you like your son, you like your son. If there is anything hard to say, I dare not admit it."

She cut her voice and said: "Boys and girls are treasures. Your Majesty's mentality is not to be tolerated. If it is a little Gege, I will hear that Ama didn't like her when she was a child. She even chose a name less than her younger son's name." , so you can't make a fuss from childhood to adulthood?"

Kangxi said helplessly: "Okay, then prepare some nice names for Gegeduo."

He approached Su Yang, stretched out his hand and gently scratched the tip of her nose, "I'm satisfied now."

Su Yang snorted softly and turned her head away unnaturally.

Seeing that the time for the child's birth was getting closer, Su Yang reduced the number of times he went out of the palace, but he still had to go out for a few days to get some fresh air.

Once she goes out, it is a big fight.

Even the empress dowager sent Aunt Su Mala to visit twice.

Worrying about her giving birth.

Su Yang's first few months were quite tossing, but at the end, his mind was upright and peaceful.

Pregnant women usually suffer from calf edema, but hers are slightly more rounded than usual except for the stomach accident.

She is in the Changchun Palace, taking a walk and looking at the morning sun.

Later, I went out of the palace slowly to enjoy the scenery in the imperial garden.

Xifu crabapple blossoms are very beautiful.

Other concubines in the harem also lived in the imperial garden.

One was playing a pipa while singing softly.

It sounds very pleasant.

It was rare for Su Yang to stand for a while and listen quietly.

She is in another part of the imperial garden, with the faint sound of the piano accompanied by a loud and clear voice, she is singing the "Yu Fei Yin" carefully, but there are no plum blossoms here, the fragrance is cold, and the icy muscles and bones seem to be praising Xifu crabapple blooms as usual in winter.

Su Yang was slightly lost in thought.

The sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's soft voice sounded:

"My lord, my lord, why are you here?"

"Why did it stop? The sound of this song is very beautiful, and I can't stop thinking about it for three days."

Kangxi was not far away, and said in a calm voice, "Anshi, keep playing, the song is not finished yet, and it will be a bit spoiling if you stop."

Ning Xia: "Master..."

Su Yang stretched out his hand and made a shut-up gesture on his lips: "Shh."

She wanted to see what the hell they were doing.

Spring comes to the Imperial Garden, the talented concubine, who is empty-handed and cold, tells about her noble and unyielding soul, and praises the tenacity of Xifu Begonia.

Going with the flow, by chance, I ran into the emperor who came to enjoy the flowers.

Later, Su Yang can sum up various routines.

The emperor's mind moved, his ears were like string music, and he arranged for the little concubine's bedtime at night, and turned over her brand name.

Or maybe the emperor listened to it today and left a little favor, and when the favor expands in the future, it will gradually become fond of it.

The sound of the pipa in the imperial garden is ringing gracefully again.

Sometimes it is slow and elegant, and sometimes it is verdant, just like the unyielding will of all things to grow in spring.

For another moment, I returned to the bouquet of lush and independent snow plums I saw in the winter snow.

Then the song is over.

Su Yang raised his feet and planned to move away slowly, and stepped forward to praise a few words.

Concubine An raised her head carefully, looked at the emperor with a slight smile on her face, she was a little uncertain what he was thinking, the pipa in her arms had stopped, and when she was about to get up to salute, Kangxi said:

"You don't need to salute. I think your pipa is very good. The scenery today is good, and I am interested in listening to it. In winter, the crabapple flowers are beaten by the snow, so why don't you continue playing here? When will you wait for the crabapple?" The more beautiful the flowers are, the more they are loved by the viewers, which means that your piano skills have improved to a higher level. Now you continue to practice."

"How do you feel, Ann?"

What do you think?

An Pin lowered her eyes, and responded aggrievedly: "The emperor is absolutely right."

After finishing speaking, she sat down quietly, took the pipa and slid her fingertips slenderly, and poured out happily as soon as the cup of water flowed.

Kangxi nodded and said: "Very good, there are still some matters that have not been dealt with in the previous court, so you can practice slowly here."

Su Yang in the distance just heard this sentence.

Standing in front of a tree of crabapple flowers, she stared at the little girl playing the pipa seriously.

What a green and moist girl.

The slender fingers seem to be for playing, beautiful and slender!

If you play like this for a day, your fingers will be swollen even if they are not disabled.

Seeing that the emperor didn't pay attention to this side and walked away, she stepped carefully and walked over with a smile of meeting her confidant.

"My sister can play the pipa very well!" She couldn't help boasting, "It's enough to play two pieces."

It would be a pity to hurt such a pair of hands again.

Concubine An's face froze slightly, she didn't know if the imperial concubine had just arrived or if she had come here before.

She came before, so she probably heard what the emperor said to her just now.

Overtly praise and secretly derogate.

Bounce until the crabapple flowers are delicate and beautiful...

This made Su Yang slap his thigh and call him an expert in green tea.

Concubine An probably didn't expect that the follow-up development would turn out like this, she curled her lips, "The emperor ordered my concubine to play the pipa, so I can't salute the empress, I hope the empress will not blame me."

Ning Xia helped Su Yang sit carefully in the pavilion.

She shook her head and said: "Master An, you are too worried. My mother has always been interested in rhythm. It doesn't matter if you are polite or not. Master An, please continue."

Su Yang put his hand on the cold stone jade table and looked at it with a smile.

An Pin played the pipa expressionlessly, and brought Su Yang to comment seriously on the way:

"That's right, the water is flowing, An Bin's pipa is really eye-catching."

"This sense of rhythm, grasp the benefits properly, continue!" Su Yang listened heartily, and when it was time to have lunch in the afternoon, he stood up and said with a smile: "Concubine An's love for pipa is beyond anyone's control. After such a short while, it must have been a pain in the hand."

She turned her head and ordered: "Ning Xia, I'm going back to the palace later, bring the bottle of good ointment in the palace to Concubine An, and tighten my hands."

"I'm back in the palace, my sister plays slowly."

This morning was spent in the imperial garden.

After returning to the palace for lunch in the afternoon, Su Yang felt a little stomach ache.

This should be a precursor to childbirth.

The emperor heard that he rushed over from Qianqing Palace in the afternoon, and saw her standing there in good order, looking at the roses planted outside, as if the years were quiet and nothing happened.

"Are you okay?"

He walked over in two or three steps, pulled Su Yang's shoulders, saw that her face was slightly sweating, thought that something was wrong, she was going to have a baby, so he hurriedly prepared to call someone in.

Su Yang opened his mouth with difficulty: "Don't, don't be nervous."

She was a little embarrassed, swallowed her saliva, and looked sad:

"Standing for a long time, leg cramps. I can't walk..."

Kangxi: "..."

It's not about having a baby, that's fine.

He carefully let her sit down, waved the others away, and then took the initiative to take off her shoes and put them in the chair next to her.

On the snow-white toes, the protruding calves and thighs are a little edema.

A dull pain flashed between Su Yang's eyebrows.

Leg cramps, throbbing.

Duoyu and Ningxia only saw Su Yang admiring the flowers, and Ningxia stood there by herself, waiting for orders at any time. Duoyu was busy recently, listening to the mothers brought by Mrs. Wang to order all the things she needed. thing.

In the past two days, Changchun Palace has been busy preparing for the master's birth in the past two days, and they are extremely tired.

In the morning Su Yang said that he wanted to go out to relax, and Ning Xia went to the imperial garden alone with other maids.

Su Yang stood by the window coffin, his legs cramped after standing for a long time, he felt that the two of them were quite tired these days, since they were not about to have a baby, he didn't ask them to come over.

But the time was just right, and someone handed me a pillow just as I was about to sleep.

It just so happened that the emperor rushed over.

No need to be white.

She waited for the emperor to press her tendons, and after the cramp passed, Su Yang narrowed his eyes slightly in enjoyment, sighed comfortably, and said:

"Today, I went to the imperial garden and saw Concubine An, playing the pipa in the pavilion. I don't know if it was a sudden idea, but I kept playing the pipa while showing off my singing voice. It was very hard work."

Su Yang said righteously: "I think about it, there should be more sisters like this in the palace, who are energetic and persistent!"

"In the next draft, Your Majesty, you should select more younger sisters who are talented, good-looking, and beautiful to enter the palace."

Kangxi: "..."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Su Yang: In a talent show, you must have talent, a good figure, and a good color!

Kangxi: Draft for me or draft for you?

Good night~

The baby is born tomorrow!