The Pearl on the Emperor’s Crown

"But Yiyi, you are too skinny. You have to make up for it." He left her with his lips and touched her belly with his hands instead.

Zhu Yi looked at himself and thought it was okay. "Although I am not fat, I am not thin either." She pushed up the sleeves of Suluo silk, revealing a white arm, twisting the flesh of her upper arm to show him.

"I'm ashamed to show me this bit of meat?" Xie Ying snorted, and pulled Zhu Yi who was standing to sit beside the bed, mastering her plumpness, and said: "In my opinion, Yi Yi except It needs to be supplemented here."

Zhu Yi was pinched by the man so that she whispered. She immediately knocked off his dishonest hand and asked, "Do you want me to scrub for you?"

There was a burst of laughter: "Yes. There is Princess Lao."

Xie Ying's gaze never left Zhu Yi's face for a moment, unwilling to let go of every subtle expression on her. Since being together last year, he and her have never been separated for such a long time.

Zhu Yi knew that Xie Ying had been watching her, and her heartbeat suddenly quickened. This is the only one who can make her unsatisfied with just looking at her.

The key points were skipped directly, and Zhu Yi went and picked up a new set of jackets to help him put on them.

"..." Xie Ying didn't care about her "waiting".

Zhu Yi was then taken to the bed, lying on his side in Xie Ying's arms. Her back was close to his hot chest, and he encircled her from behind and stroked her belly, making her feel the warmth and peace of mind after a long absence.

"Xie Ying, do you prefer boys or girls?"

"I like it all, as long as Yiyi gave birth to me."

Zhu Yi already knew from Shengling that Xie Ying didn't care much about the prince and concubine when she was a child, let alone love and care, but she didn't care much. It was not until Xie Ying was eleven or two years old that the princess began to want to get close to her son, but at that time Xie Ying was already a teenager who could solve any problem on her own.

In other words, Xie Ying had parents in name when she was a child, but in fact, she was almost the same as her without parents. Therefore, in addition to his love for Xie Ying, Zhu Yi also felt pity for the same disease.

The two people's desire for home is similar and strong, so they naturally look forward to this child.

Although Xie Ying is injured and Zhu Yi is pregnant, the two can't really do anything, but they still bite their ears in the house. The two people were in the house to understand their lovesickness, and they didn't know what was going on outside.

The pottery fan is the closest to the door, as time goes by, wringing his hands anxiously outside. During the wedding of Xie Ying and Zhu Yi, she has been serving Zhu Yi and knows how strong the son's desire for the princess is. After every incident, the mess on the bed made people look hot. She was afraid that the two had not seen each other for a long time, and she could not help but hurt the little prince or the little princess.

In the courtyard a few steps further away, there are several elders standing in Sheng Qing, each with their brows furrowed. They didn’t expect the children to be worried about the impulse of the young man’s youth, which would make the weak body hurt even more. Oops. Both looked at Sheng Ling with disapproval, and blamed him for bringing the princess to Shizi so quickly.

Sheng Ling was also helpless, and Sheng Qing did not follow his son to Beijing, not knowing how inseparable the son was from the princess. If the elder son wakes up, the first thing is to find the princess. The wife is here, and the son is in a good mood. Naturally, he recovers faster from the injury.

Everyone winked at Tao Fan, who had no choice but to bite the bullet and knock on the door, saying, "Princess, it's time to drink soup later."

Do not say what kind of soup Tao Fan is, Zhu Yi also knows that it is the anti-fetus soup that is often drunk recently. But now it is not the point of soup, Zhu Yi quickly understood the implication of the ceramic fan.

The room was quiet for a moment, and she buried her face in Xie Ying's chest with embarrassment. Xie Ying smiled and stroked the other's back, indicating that she didn't need to be shy, and said to Zhu Yi, "I see."

Zhu Yi got out of bed and adjusted his hair accessories and dresses.

When Zhu Yi and Tao Fan were two people, Tao Fan reminded: "Princess, although the first three months have passed, it is best to persuade the son to exercise restraint." With the tossing energy of the son, how could the princess bear it while pregnant? .

Zhu Yi nodded: "I see."

On the other side, when Xie Ying learned of Zhu Yi's experience from Shenglingkou, his expression gradually changed.

Shengling reported to Xie Ying about everything, including the separate conversation between Zhu Yi and Yan Fengqin. Of course, Sheng Ling could not have heard what Zhu Yi and Yan Fengqin said in the room. He only told that Yan Fengqin let them go, but was blocked by Yan Yuer. Things.

When Shengling embarrassedly talked about Yan Yuer's bad words to Zhu Yi in public, Xie Ying's eyes were already cold. However, he didn't say anything. For a while, Sheng Ling couldn't understand Xie Ying's thoughts.

Xie Ying's wounds are said to have healed, but they still have to be nurtured. Zhu Yi was pregnant again, and only experienced the long journey. Therefore, although Chenzhou is not far from Weiyuan City itself, their pedestrian speed is extremely slow.

Before they returned to Weizhou, the news that Zhu Yi was pregnant was passed back to the palace sooner. After all, it was the incense of the Xie family, and the continuation of Wei Ning's palace was a major event for future generations.

After returning to the palace for resettlement, the old princess Mu and even the princess came to Lushiyuan in person and asked some things to pay attention to.

Ju Dai stared at Zhu Yi's belly in disbelief. It was only a few months before Zhu Yi was pregnant, and she was lucky. She looked at each other, and Zhu Yi, who was pregnant, didn't feel half bloated and sloppy. His skin was still tender, his eyes were like bright springs, and his black hair was carefully maintained and turned into a loose cloud bun. .

At the sign of Princess Mu, Zhu Dai had to step forward and say congratulations.

Zhu Yi smiled and said thank you. When the old princess Mu left, she kept sending each other out of the Lushiyuan gate.

Xie Ying asked the Weaving and Dyeing Pavilion to make several sets of loose dresses for autumn and winter. The colors and fashionable styles are all available. Even during pregnancy, Zhu Yi can dress comfortably and beautifully.

He would accompany Zhu Yi to fight a set of soft punches every morning and urge her to exercise her body diligently before going to deal with affairs. Recently, I rarely go to Daying, either in the Military Mansion or the study in Lushiyuan. Convenient for Ju Yi to find him.

Zhu Yi's diet is also a food list specially ordered by Xie Ying to collect, and what he eats every day is nutritious and appetizing. When the man is in his spare time, he even cooks two refreshing dishes for her himself.

When Xie Ying returned to the main hall that day, she saw Zhu Yi lying on the soft couch in the Nuan Pavilion, unbuttoning the dark purple outer garment, and lifting up her shirt to expose her belly. The pottery fan was sitting on the side of the couch, holding a small round enamel box about to open.

Xie Ying stepped forward and asked, "What is this doing?"

Zhu Yi turned his head to look at him: "Tao Fan helped me apply Sutu ointment."

"What do you paint this for?"

"The pottery fan said that it won't grow lines if it is used to wipe the stomach. This is our own ointment, which is very safe."

Although Xie Ying didn't quite understand this, he still said, "I'll help the princess wipe it."

Zhu Yi was about to say no, Tao Fan withdrew knowingly.

Zhu Yi's little belly gradually bulged, in Xie Ying's eyes, it was really cute. Except for her abdomen, no other parts of her body were fat, and she was lying down like this, and her slender figure made the belly more conspicuous, which made people worried that she could not bear it.

He took over the work that the pottery fan hadn't started, wiped a ball of paste with his slender fingers, and gently smeared it on Zhu Yi's belly.

After the ointment was completely absorbed by Zhu Yi's skin, Xie Ying leaned over her stomach and listened to the child's movements for a while.

...

Zhu Yi lived a leisurely life of raising a baby and expecting to give birth every day, without any worries. Until one day, Wang Wei Ning's supervisor suddenly led two women to appear in front of her.

One of the two is a beautiful Jiangnan beauty with bright eyes and white teeth, and the other has a bright face and a tall and plump body, a mixed-race woman born to a local and a Persian girl. Each has its own style.

Zhu Yi had a subtle intuition in his heart, a premonition that he didn't like too much. Sure enough, the steward said: "Early concubine, these two are the beauties that the prince bestows on the elder son."

The two girls saluted together, Jiao Didi said: "The concubine has seen the concubine."

"The prince said that the concubine was pregnant and could not serve the elder son, so let us share the worries for our sister." The mixed-race beauty said.

Zhu Yi was taken aback and felt unhappy, but the matter had to be handed over to Xie Ying to resolve the matter, lest she would have a reputation for disrespectful fatherhood and jealousy, so she temporarily placed the two girls in an empty house.

Half an hour later, Xie Ying received the news and returned to the house, and ordered the two daughters to be blasted out of the Lushi Courtyard, and immediately comforted Zhu Yi not to think too much.

Zhu Yi knows that Wei Ning and Xie Ying are not in a match, so he won't have a grudge with Xie Ying because of this. It was only that night, she leaned against Xie Ying's arms, touched his chin, and asked in a low voice, "Xie Ying, do you want to either? I heard that in four or five months, it's okay..."

With his enthusiasm for her every day before, she was indeed a little worried that he would endure too uncomfortably.

Xie Ying touched her forehead, slid her hand down her lustrous face, and rubbed her bright and full lips with the thumb of her thumb, his eyes rested on her lips, and the corners of her mouth were slightly smiled. Somewhat bad.

Zhu Yi didn't know what he was laughing at, and didn't understand what he had been staring at his mouth for. After a while, he asked: "Huh? Do you want to?"

Xie Ying said: "I don't want to. Yi Yi'an can give birth to our baby with peace of mind."

Zhu Yi said suspiciously: "Really?"

"Yes. Go to sleep." It was early August and the weather turned cold. Xie Ying stood up and checked whether Zhu Yi's quilt was covered, and put her arms around her slowly to sleep.

The next day, Xie Ying finally went to Daying. Zhu Yi and Zhu Chuo rode a carriage to Han Yunrong's house. The two sisters got off the car at Hejin Library halfway through to pick up a set of books.

By the way, I turned around in the library to see if there were any new books worth reading. After turning around a tall bookcase, Zhu Yi saw the figure of a familiar man. She was startled.

Xie Shao seemed to have been waiting for her for a while: "The princess is here."

Zhu Yi reacted and asked, "What's the matter with the princess?"

Xie Shao took out a bunch of sword spikes from his sleeve and said, "Return this to the princess."

When Zhu Yi saw what was in Xie Shao's palm, she was stunned. Although she had already regarded Xie Shao as Shao Congyi in her heart, her straightforward statement still surprised her.