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In a place like that, if Rong Tu Yinghua didn¡¯t give the money to Ling Xian, who would believe it?
Fu Minghua asked seriously:
"Where is the prince?"
Yao Shi was stunned for a moment, and the smile on his face suddenly stopped.
It was rare that he looked so helpless in front of Fu Minghua. When Fu Minghua asked him, he rubbed his hands and laughed twice:
"What do you think?"
Fu Minghua was so angry that he laughed, covered his stomach and said:
"You ran really far."
"You guessed it." Seeing her like this, Yao Shi felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
She is pregnant and may give birth in less than two months. "Your Majesty has given private instructions that he will try his best to get back to Luoyang when you give birth." That's why he was eager to get things done earlier and return to Fu Minghua's side as soon as possible.
Yao Shi explained softly. Seeing Fu Minghua's half-smiling expression, he couldn't help but reach out and stroke his long beard and stopped talking.
It¡¯s better to leave the prince to come back and explain.
On the way back to the hospital, Biyun glanced at Fu Minghua from time to time.
There was no sign of happiness or anger in her expression. Even when she returned to the hospital, she stood for a while by the lake covered with lotus leaves.
Just thinking about what Fu Minghua said before, Biyun and Nanny Xue were frightened.
The temple that the emperor wanted to build for the Queen Mother was started on an auspicious day under the auspices of Rong Tuying. Fu Minghua's birthday was coming soon, and people from Youzhou sent a large number of gifts, all of which were sent by people from Yan Zhui. There was also Yan Xin's handwriting.
Since the two got married, this year has been Fu Minghua¡¯s second birthday, but he always regrets missing it every year.
She held the letter and sat on the porch, lost in thought. Biyun came over cautiously and whispered in her ear:
"Princess, the empress in the palace has summoned you to come and talk."
Fu Minghua nodded, hesitating again and again, but still lifted the hem of his skirt. Although she has a steady temperament, she does miss Yan Zhui a little. Since the couple got married, they have always spent less time together and more separation.
"On this day last year, the prince seemed to be preparing to attack Mozhou."
At that time, Li Yanhui rebelled, and Yan Zhui followed Emperor Jia'an's order to encircle and suppress Li Yanhui, and recovered Mozhou, Youzhou, and Fanyang.
"It's just that last year's war was easy, but this year it's harder." She sighed. When she stood up, she had regained her calm, indifferent and elegant look. She no longer had the slightest hint of embarrassment when mentioning Yan Zhui in her smile. 's complained.
Nanny Xue helped her stand up. Looking at her expression, she wanted to persuade her, but Fu Minghua seemed to know what Nanny Xue was thinking and smiled:
"There is no need to persuade me, I know the importance. The short separation is just to stay together for a longer time in the future."
At this time, Yan Zhan did a big event for his future. The palace of Zhongxin County must be removed.
"It's just that although she understands the priorities of things, she still misses her husband's wife, so on her birthday, she is pregnant and her husband is not around, so she will inevitably complain.
"Mrs. Feng envied me back then, but is she still envious now?" It was rare for her to show such a childish expression, which made everyone in Biyun lower their heads and snicker.
Nanny Xue also knew her character. When she heard her say this, she couldn¡¯t help but pursed her lips and smiled softly:
"You are a sensible person. Many people who have lived a lifetime may not be as clear-minded as you." As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to sort out the silk for Fu Minghua: "To be disrespectful, the prince has you in his heart. Even though we are thousands of miles away, I still remember your birthday and keep you in my heart. But for some couples, the husband does not have that heart. Even if he sits face to face and lives together under the same roof, he may not be able to remember his wife's birthday. "
After finishing speaking, Nanny Xue glanced in the direction of the palace.
This is how Concubine Cui is.
In her entire life, she had spent countless birthdays alone in an empty room.
In the palace, Concubine Cui is tending to the flowers and plants.
Jinggu brought two more pots of flowers back from somewhere for her, but no matter how carefully she served them, the flowers could not survive. Every time Fu Minghua comes to the palace, he can see that the plants she is taking care of are not the same kind.
"The palace brought some bayberries as tribute from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. I tasted two and they tasted pretty good. The emperor rewarded me with two baskets. You will move them away later."
Concubine Cui took the handkerchief and gently wiped the epiphyllum leaves in the pot. There were already buds on them, but the leavesBut she was a little wilted and curled up. Concubine Cui turned her head and looked at it seriously for a long time, and sighed:
"I'm afraid I won't survive."
She was a little puzzled, raised her head, and asked Fu Minghua with a smile:
"Yuan Niang, what are you talking about? Why do these flowers die every time I raise them?"
Next to her were a small shovel, water and other things, all of which were available. The soil in the flowerpot was still not dry. The leaves on the flowers and even Concubine Cui wiped them clean little by little with a handkerchief. It was obvious that she was taking very careful care of them. .
Fu Minghua also planted some flowers and plants himself, and when he had nothing to do, he would tend to the flowers and plants to pass the time. One look at this scene revealed that Concubine Cui was too caring, watered the flowers frequently, and took care of them too carefully.
"You should always stare at this flower and plant, and it will feel sad. But if you take a look at it from time to time and water it, it will grow better."
Fu Minghua sat over. As soon as she finished speaking, the smile on Concubine Cui's face gradually disappeared.
"Let's not talk about this anymore." Concubine Cui turned sideways and washed her hands in the basin nearby. When she turned around, a smile appeared on her face again: "Is A Yuan gone?"
Fu Minghua nodded.
After Mrs. Xie delivered the letter written to her by Mrs. Cui in Jiangzhou that day, she only stayed in the palace for one day and then took her people back to Jiangzhou.
When she left, she was as quiet as when she came, not attracting attention.
Concubine Cui stared blankly at a pair of palms for a long time, her expression almost as calm as death. After a while, she dropped her gaze on Fu Minghua's belly again. She rolled her eyes, her face became a little more angry, and she stretched out her hand. touch:
"Coming soon." Her expression was gentle, and when she saw the unborn grandson in Fu Minghua's belly, she showed a bit of anticipation:
"Did Zhui'er tell me what to name it?"
Fu Minghua shook her head, and Concubine Cui seemed to have thought of something: "Perhaps it was reserved for the emperor to give her a name." There was a look of disappointment on her face, and then she brightened up again: "When I was a child, I was still the late emperor. The name I personally gave you when I was still alive."
"Speaking of Zhui'er's name, it also has its origin." Cui Guifei might have thought of old things and laughed out loud: "The late emperor named Zhui'er during his military life. He took it from Jia Yi's "Guo Qin Lun", "Zhui Zhuu". North, means millions of corpses." It means that during the Warring States Period, after Duke Xiao of Qin passed away, King Hui and King Wu inherited his old legacy and followed Duke Xiao's legacy with the intention of unifying the world. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com