After rebirth, he quit the cinnabar mole

"What's wrong with the coquettish bag?" Jing Guhan untied the outer robe on his body, then lay down on the bed, and rubbed Zhong Yanyu's cheek.

Zhong Yanyu retorted, "I'm not a coquette."

"Okay, what's wrong with that little coquette?" Jing Guhan rubbed his cheek again.

Zhong Yanyu pursed his lips, he couldn't say anything about Jing Guhan, he was not coquettish, "My left leg is numb, can you rub it for me?"

It seems to be the problem of sitting for too long just now, his legs are a little weak.

Jing Guhan kissed him on the cheek, and rubbed Zhong Yanyu's legs with his hand. Seeing that the delicate bun narrowed his eyes comfortably, he even hummed a few times to let him adjust his strength. Tell me about you."

Zhong Yanyu cast him a glance when he heard the words, not bothering to pay attention to Jing Guhan, but slowly closed his eyes.

Jing Guhan felt a little helpless, he could only hold him tighter, and kissed his delicate red lips.

In the past few days, Gou Zai went to play with the children from the Imperial College after school, and little cousin Tu Tu was also busy with his homework. He finished his work ahead of time, but his grandfather called him over after a while.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Gougou blinked his big eyes, looked at the energetic old man in front of him, and scratched his head.

"Grandpa wants to call little cousin Tu Tu over here? He's still at the master's place, and he can only come out after copying an ancient poem. It's not so fast yet."

Zhong Chuxun lowered his body and rubbed Gogou's little head, "No, grandpa came here to ask you, aren't you going to start learning martial arts next month? Grandpa wants to ask what kind of weapon you like, grandpa There is an old friend who can make iron, and you can ask him to customize a weapon for you."

Before starting to learn martial arts, there were naturally people in the palace who made custom-made weapons for these little masters, but they were always rough, and he had an old blacksmith friend who was good at making weapons. He asked that person to order it, and Gou Zai, as his grandson, naturally he loves it very much.

"Gou Zai likes swordsmanship, can grandpa let him make a long sword for Gou Zai?" The little guy smiled and kissed his grandfather's cheek.

Zhong Chuxun burst into laughter immediately, "Of course, grandpa has nothing else to do, go back and study hard."

He also likes this little grandson very much, but it's better not to delay the child's study, there is his martial arts class in the afternoon, and he will teach Gou Zai at that time.

Gou Zai is actually fine, he came out to play with his friends, a few people made an appointment at the Royal Garden, and the time would not be too long, he bid farewell to his grandfather and ran towards the Royal Garden.

Zhong Chuxun looked through the window of the Imperial College, looking at a group of drowsy little milk babies inside, and saw his grandson at a glance, saying that he copied an ancient poem, but everyone fell asleep on the table, drooling It also flowed onto the paper, making him frown.

Tu Zai was leaning on a stack of books in front of his desk to block the Taifu's view, with a pen still in his right hand, so the Master thought he was copying ancient poems down there.

Zhong Chuxun knew that his grandson didn't like to study, but he liked to practice martial arts before, but he didn't like military books very much.

The matter of education should not be spoiled for children, Zhong Chuxun knocked on the window, Tu Zai thought that the master had stepped off the podium, and woke up immediately, and the result was even more horrifying when he saw the face of his grandfather at the window——

"Copy the poem well." Zhong Chuxun only left one sentence, this little bastard, don't sleep in class because the Taifu can't see him.

Tu Tu didn't dare to sleep anymore, so he immediately wiped the drool from his mouth, sat up and copied the ancient poems, holding the writing brush in his little hand, the writing was crooked, but at least he started writing.

At the Qianqing Palace, Zhong Yanyu was sorting out the large and small account books of the harem when she suddenly felt a stomachache and felt something was wrong.

His expression changed, "Liu Qing, help me to the bed and call the imperial doctor and Mrs. Wen over."

Seeing his pale face, Liu Qing panicked, "My lord, I'll go get ready right now, hold on." After saying that, she yelled outside.

"Come here! Hurry up and invite the imperial physician and Wen Po, and tell Your Majesty!"

There was a turmoil in Qianqing Palace, Jing Guhan wanted to enter the inner room when he came, but was held back by Doctor Xu.

"Your Majesty, there are enough people in the inner room, and the crowd is dense. The empress will be nervous when you go in, and you are still cold, so you should wait outside the hall."

Jing Guhan rushed back here from the outside, the spring air-conditioning has not dissipated, and the shoes are still covered with mud, isn't it just adding to the chaos when going in?

After Dr. Xu finished speaking, he immediately went in to check the situation with the other physicians, but this time the situation was much better than last time, the fetal position was upright, and Zhong Yanyu's mental state was not as bad as last time.

Jing Guhan watched the pots of blood coming out, and walked back and forth anxiously in the outer room.

Concubine An immediately came to Qianqing Palace when she heard the news, comforted Jing Guhan a few words, and the rest was waiting for the heir.

The waiting time is always the most tormenting, you don't know what will happen inside, good or bad.

An afternoon passed like this, until the clothes on Liu Zhi's body were stained with blood, and there was a sound of a baby crying inside.

Wen Po came out with a child in her arms, and wanted to salute the emperor and Concubine An.

"No need, what's the situation inside?" Jing Guhan asked anxiously, he was more concerned about Zhong Yanyu.

Liu Zhi only came out to change a few clean towels, and then went in again, without having time to say anything to the two of them.

"How is the child?" Concubine An saw the wrinkled child at a glance. The little red dot was really too small, as if it was no thicker than a human's thigh.

"Congratulations to the emperor and the concubine, you are a little prince. As for the empress, it's okay that I just saw it." Wen Po lowered her head and said.

Concubine An's eyes fell on the child, and the expression on her face softened by more than a little bit, "The little prince, let me hug you."

Mrs. Wen carefully handed the child to her. Concubine An saw that the little guy's hands were not as big as her own thumb, and her face was still red. She said to Jing Guhan, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, let's go down first." Rest and wait for the imperial physician to reply, it's not a problem to stand here all the time."

"Mother and concubine go down to rest first, I'll just stay here." Jing Guhan knew that Concubine An had been standing all morning, and the other party probably felt that the heir was more important.

Now that the child was born, there was no need for Concubine An to stay here. She carried the child to another room, waiting for the doctor's results, and took a good look at the little prince by the way.

The newborn baby was still wrinkled and wrinkled like a little monkey. Wen Po smiled and said: "This little prince must be in good health in the future. When I was just born, I hugged it. It weighs seven catties."

"Xiatai, reward." Concubine An smiled and asked the people next to her to give money to Granny Wen.

When the stable women and the imperial physicians come out later, there will be another round of rewards. The royal family has no shortage of money, not to mention Jing Guhan has a huge imperial business foundation behind him.

There are only a few masters in the palace, and the expenses are not big, but they are richer than the previous dynasty with three palaces, six concubines and 72 concubines.

Concubine An also had a lot of money, so Xia Tai took a pile of gold leaves and rewarded the palace servants who accompanied the queen.

Gou Zai and his friends were originally in the Imperial Garden, but when they heard that their father had given birth to a younger sister, they rushed back from the Imperial Garden to Qianqing Palace, but they couldn't run anymore, so they let the nanny carry him away.

"Gou Zai is here." Tai Concubine An immediately raised her head and smiled when she saw the little guy, "Look at your little brother, he really looks like Gou Zai back then."

"Isn't it my sister?" Gou Zai got down from the nurse's embrace, looked at the baby in the swaddle, and muttered, "And it doesn't look like Gou Zai at all, Gou Zai is not so ugly, no wonder it's a younger brother, not a younger sister. "

He likes pretty sisters——

My brother is so ugly.

The corners of Concubine An's mouth widened, "My younger brother is better. Gou Zai should take good care of him if he's not a sister. The Queen didn't come out so soon. The Emperor is still waiting. Gou Zai has something to eat. Don't be hungry first." gone."

Xia Tai brought over some exquisite snacks, and coaxed the little prince, but the baby in the swaddle started to cry, and the nanny saw it and immediately took it down to nurse.

It wasn't until the setting sun in the sky was about to clear that Liu Zhi wiped the sweat from his forehead and came out of the inner room.

Jing Guhan immediately greeted her, "How is the queen?"

"The Empress is fine, but she can't move yet. He may be in a coma for a while. Your Majesty can go in after changing clothes." Liu Zhi said quickly, and a few imperial physicians and Mrs. Wen came out and waited beside her. .

Hearing this, Jing Guhan immediately went to the side room to change clothes, waited for the cold air on his body to dissipate before entering the inner room, and finally saw the pale boy on the bed.

The bloodstains around were cleaned up by the palace servants, Zhong Yanyu's clothes were changed, Jing Guhan took pity on the handkerchief that had been soaked in warm water, and wiped the sweat from the forehead of the young man.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the empress and the little prince are fine." Liu Qing said from the side.

Jing Guhan nodded, and ignored them, the child is fine, the key is Zhong Yanyu, Zhong Yanyu can't have an accident.

He felt more and more guilty, and blamed him for not doing a good job at the beginning, which caused Yanyu to have another child, and she was still in debt, not a fat princess.

The dog expressed regret, and only gently stroked the young man's cheek, and asked the palace servants to clean up——

In the early morning of the next day, Gou Zai looked at the little thing in the swaddle, and frowned tightly. It was really ugly. He was a little disgusted. He was not so ugly when he was young.

Tu Zai next to him slept with Gou Zai in the palace tonight, and followed him over to see his newborn little cousin.

"I heard from my father that newborn babies are all so wrinkled and small." Tu Tu looked at the little guy in the crib, curiously stretched out a finger, and poked his little face. ?