I pressed my heart for a long time and my heart trembled, and my liver and gallbladder almost scared. How do I want to give birth to it?

...

All the ministers felt that the emperor had been irritable recently, and had watched everything coldly in the past. He was extremely harsh and impatient recently, which made officials who reported the customs of various places worried.

Shaoqing of Taifu came out of the imperial study room with a gray face.

The colleague who was waiting outside quickly supported him: "It's okay."

Shaoqing of Taifu calmed down and waved his hand with the help of his old friend to signal to leave the palace. Wusha almost explained it inside.

The Shaoqing of Taifu dragged his elderly body and was still scared: "What's wrong with the emperor? Qiuhong is stable. It's not yet late winter, and there is no disaster. The national treasury is becoming more and more abundant. The northwest has also withdrawn many old subordinates of the Ninth Prince, the emperor..."

The old friend felt sad: "Oh, the holy heart is unpredictable." The marquis couldn't tell why. The ninth princess never left the house. In the harem, there was no one to ask for information except the Empress Dowager and a talented man who was pregnant but not of a good grade.

The atmosphere in the court is getting worse and worse, and the sluggish atmosphere is accompanied by an efficient operating mechanism, which is for fear of annoying the impatient emperor.

...

Mu Ji looked at his subordinates who were indirectly striking, and he was also a little puzzled. What happened to the emperor recently? There was nothing wrong with the court, but the emperor is obviously in a bad mood and has a bad temper now, but...if it wasn't for the court...

Mu Ji had to grow old and shyly think of the seventh girl of the Xiang family, because it was not a business, it must be a private matter, and the emperor's private matters must include the seventh girl of the Xiang family.

Mu Ji boldly guessed that it was because Miss Seven didn't want to be with the emperor? At the birthday party of the Duke of Ling's Mansion, the girl who was walking among the ministers was not as arrogant and clear as she blinked.

Mu Ji couldn't help laughing. If it were Miss Xiang Qi, he would definitely have a quarrel with the emperor.

"Sir... what are you laughing at?" Sir, think of a solution quickly, otherwise the emperor would send himself to the Ministry of Justice.

Mu Ji calmed down and said, "Why are you panic? You are the one who abandoned your official position and gave up your title."

The person coming was almost crying, he was so embarrassed!

...

Xiang Zhuyuan ignored the emperor's anxiety. Even if the emperor looked cold, he did not take a look.

Xiang Zhang looked at his calm son and had to admire his son's ability to open his eyes and blindness. His unmoving attitude was calm at first glance. However, as a minister, should he pay attention to the situation of the emperor?

Xiang Zhuyuan rubbed his eyebrows. He had not had a good rest these days and had some headaches. The closer he was to the time of delivery, the more he could not sleep, and the more anxious he felt than the emperor: "Dad, aren't you busy? I'm fine in the yamen? If you have nothing to do, go back to accompany me first."

Xiang Zhang had something to do, how could it be fine? He wanted to know what happened to the emperor? Is it true of Xinci...

But he was embarrassed to ask, and even more embarrassed to ask his son to ask, so that they were not like court officials: "Sit with your fifth uncle tonight?" Let's take a look at the news from the side?

Xiang Zhuyuan had no time. He wanted to look at Xinci for twelve hours now. He didn't care whether the emperor was anxious or not. He was very anxious. The doctor hired one after another and locked them in the newly purchased yard to keep them.

Why didn't Xiang Zhuyuan know what the emperor was worried about? But he could only suggest that he did not dare to speak harshly. If Xinci was unhappy and got angry, the situation would be even worse: "Dad——"

Xiang Zhang also felt that he was a little old-fashioned, but the emperor always did this... No, what if Xinci really had a quarrel with the emperor? With Xiang Xinci's personality, would she still want to make the emperor angry to death?

Xiang Zhang wanted to tell her niece that the emperor is not the last emperor, so he has a calm temper and is more low-key in his work. Isn’t it okay to be a woman with a beautiful and wise man? Otherwise, I might as well tell her that this matter is so important and not to make trouble with the emperor to influence the court. What kind of morality is it?

But... Xiang Zhang looked at his son's disagreement and impatient expression, and left helplessly with a cold old face.

...

Bang!

Mingxiluo placed the teacup heavily on the table.

Changfu was shocked in an instant, and Yu Guang glanced at the newcomer who was so unlucky that he had written the poem under him. He felt that the emperor was becoming more and more difficult to serve, but it should be easier to serve than the master who was pregnant with the emperor's heir...

After all, that one dared to siege even the emperor, and he also had two people around him...

Changfu felt the low pressure in the imperial study room and tried hard to reduce his presence. He could only comfort himself with Chang'an's words. It would be great when His Highness was born. He was an independent individual when he was born. He could hold it in his arms without looking at his wife's face.

Changfu felt that if the Empress did not give it to the Emperor's children, wouldn't it be a waste to everyone! Madam, please don't do that!

...

Xiang Xinci didn't think about it. He just gave birth to a child. He didn't have so many things, so he could have a child anywhere.

But this child is particularly tired. I don’t want to go anywhere recently, I don’t want to go to bed, I don’t want to go out of the hospital, I don’t want to listen to operas, so I never thought about where the child was born and how to give birth. I just want to be lazy.

However, Xiang Zhuyuan's words reminded her last night that she had not gone out for a while and had never seen Ming Xiluo and Lin Wujing. The child is probably about to be about to give birth in the past half month.

Xiang Xinci only remembered that the child was about to be born.

Xiang Xinci forced herself to cheer up. Although Di Ansheng was successful, the eldest brother would also ensure her personal safety, but it was inconvenient.

It is not convenient to summon imperial doctors on a large scale or use emergency medicine. Xiang Xinci is not nostalgic about living, but she is not as good as she wants to die at any time. Moreover, she recently felt that there is nothing wrong with living. She has a mother, a father, a eldest brother, Ming Xiluo and others, and obedient and sensible children, so she is far from wanting to die.

Xiang Xinci sighed, looking lazily at the sunny sun above her head. It was just right when she came. It was late autumn now, and time passed so quickly: "Uncle Zheng."

Manager Zheng rushed over at a glance, and there was still good deeds following him. The lady was getting older, and the prince dared not let Xiaoqi stay alone: ​​"Miss Seven." Manager Zheng smiled like a flower.

Xiang Xinci was enthusiastic about him, and ran so fast and did something, and turned around and flashed back: "I inform Aunt Qin and let him come to pick me up in the evening."

Butler Zheng's rough eyebrows almost flew up when he heard this. He didn't know whether to be excited or regretful, so he quickly stopped the twisted expression on his face.

Of course, he hoped that Miss Seven would live. As long as the prince was happy, he would be fine to serve his ancestors all his life, but Miss Seven is in a special condition now and is really not suitable to live. If there is anything wrong with it, what if the child has something, they said that they have done their best, and some people may not think that they have done their best. By then, he will have a few lives, and it will not be enough for anyone to kill them.
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