37 years old, I became a harem concubine

"What is this?" Shen Huan asked.

Qingzi said: "The people in the dining room heard that the young master has a bad appetite, so they took it specially. This year's new melon sticks are crispy, sour and spicy."

While she was talking, Shen Huan couldn't help but eat two of them, and her pale face turned a little red from the heat.

Haruko hurriedly asked Xiaoxi to pour water.

Shen Huan drank half a glass of water before raising her head, her lips were slightly swollen.

Qingzi said: "Your maidservant, please take it down, the main thing is that I like it, and ask the dining room to make a clean one."

Shen Huan waved her hand, brought the plate of melon strips in front of her, and put another one in her mouth: "This is the only way to taste, you can go and get some more, chop up the bibimbap and eat it."

His nose was so hot that a thin layer of sweat broke out, but he was still reluctant to put down the melon sticks in his hand, which shows how much he likes it.

This was the most delicious thing he had eaten these days. Haruko put a piece into her mouth, her face turned red instantly, and the tip of her heart was almost cooked.

She didn't even dare to chew it anymore, she swallowed it whole, "No wonder people say that the taste will change drastically after having a baby. My lord, you couldn't taste spicy food before."

"It can be seen that the little master in your stomach likes it."

Qingzi patted Shen Huan's stomach lightly with her fingers, "In order to feed the little master, the servants will go to the dining room and tell them that all the melon sticks will be delivered here."

It's not something expensive, and it won't delay things if you want it all. Shen Huan, who has already eaten half of it, nodded: "Well, let them make some other spicy food."

"it is good."

Not long after returning from the dining room, Haruko went again, Xiaoxi

Wet the veil with warm water, and wiped Shen Huan's hands and mouth.

When Haruko came back and finished a delicious meal, Shen Huan was about to take a nap when the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital came: "My lord, send your best regards."

The camp of the imperial physicians was the source of the fire. Five or six out of ten accompanying imperial physicians were buried in the sea of ​​flames, and the rest were almost injured.

This imperial doctor was the least injured among them, and was sent to ask Shen Huan for a pulse.

Shen Huan had a refreshing meal just now, but she was afraid that too spicy food would not be good for the child in her belly, so she asked, "The meal I ate just now was more spicy than before. I don't know if it will affect the child."

The imperial doctor put a thin layer of gauze on his wrist, and put his fingers on it: "The spicy taste really has the effect of appetizing. It's okay for you to eat less. If you use too much, your stomach will be dry and your stomach will be dry." It’s going to be hard on me too.”

The imperial doctor knew that the appetite of pregnant people will change, and the mood is the same as the appetite. He said: "My lord, you can try other things, and exchange them with spicy things. At the same time, eat more fresh melons, fruits and vegetables, so that you can relax. Relieve dryness of the stomach."

"En." Shen Huan nodded.

He is not a young man in his twenties, so naturally he would not take the words of the imperial physician as a deaf ear. He asked the imperial physician: "How is the imperial physician Qiao?"

"Returning to my lord, the imperial doctor Qiao suffered from sharp weapon injuries and burns, and now he can barely wake up, and his spirit is also weak.'"

Qiao Fu's life was leaked from the Palace of the King of Hell. If the knife was within a hair's distance, he would go to see the Lord of Hell.

The man who killed him also got stuck in a coincident position and forced him to the corner of the tent next to a puddle. The burning tent only burned to his back, and he waited for the assistance of the guards.

"With people from your Tai Hospital taking care of me, I feel more at ease," Shen Huan said.

"My lord, don't worry, Imperial Doctor Qiao is always kind to everyone in the imperial hospital. Everyone hopes that he will get better as soon as possible."

"After all, without him is like losing the backbone."

Qiao Fu's medical skills are superb, and he is easy-going. He will also point out those imperial physicians who have just entered the palace, so that they can avoid detours, so he has a lot of prestige in the imperial hospital.

In this disaster, many of the accompanying imperial physicians were damaged, and they were all happy to save one more.

The imperial physician took Shen Huan's pulse, and then looked at the wound that was still covered with medicine: "The wounds on the young master's body have started to grow together slowly, as long as you don't make big movements, there will be basically no problem."

Shen Huan stretched out her hand to pull the clothes, "Then can I not lie on my stomach, and change to another posture, and I can also walk on the ground."

The imperial doctor said: "You can't lie on your back, but you can lie on your side. You can also walk on the ground, as long as you don't use the strength on your back."

Having been lying on the bed for half a month, Shen Huan's bones were almost deformed. When she heard that she could walk around in a different posture, she was so happy.

As soon as the imperial doctor left, Xiaoxi immediately helped him up, put on his shoes and went for a walk in the courtyard of the palace.

Counting, it has been more than 20 days since I arrived in Mulan, almost a month, and the weather is not as warm as when I first arrived, and the occasional wind has brought a bit of cold.

Supported by Xiaoxi, Shen Huan walked slowly in the courtyard, because her upper body was stiff and unable to move, her posture was indescribably strange.

Shen Huan was happy, and couldn't hide the comfort and smile on her face, walking around and around.

Suddenly, a flower in full bloom was thrown on his head, and fell from his head again.

Shen Huan subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab it, and just about to look up, another flower was thrown in front of him, accompanied by a cry: "Here it is."

Shen Huan followed the voice and saw Burigude, who had met several times before, sitting on the high roof of the palace with one leg crossed. His black robe made him look like a piece that had been polished thousands of times The hard iron, strong and sharp.

He looked at Brigude: "It's sunny, and His Royal Highness is sitting on the roof. It's hard not to be caught by the guards as a thief."

Brigude held a handful of pink and blue flowers in his hand, and threw them into the yard while saying, "It's their ability to catch them."

"The king came here just to see you."

Shen Huan put the flowers she caught in her hand on the stone table in the yard: "My lord always says things that are hard to bear."

"What's difficult to accept? In our grassland, grab what you want, and blame others if you don't grab it. You are a real coward." Buzhigude stood up on the roof and said to Shen Huan, "You are injured. I was there that day, just half a step behind him."

His eyes were straightforward and warm, and he did not hide his deep love for Shen Huan at all.

"Shen Huan, what the king said that day always counts. As long as you follow me, I will never want another woman in my life."

Suddenly, just as he finished speaking, a branch stabbed at him with the sound of wind and murderous intent.

Bu Rigude saw Yu Wenyue outside the courtyard wall, leaned back to avoid the branches, and wiped the tip of his nose.

His youthful face carried the strong fighting intent of encountering a strong man, without any fear or embarrassment of being caught face-to-face. He flew from the roof to the courtyard and stood in front of Shen Huan to face Yu Wenyue. Said: "I have heard that the emperor is very skilled in martial arts, and he is the champion of the three armies. Today, I want to ask for advice."