Chapter 81 Heirs

"What else do you need to prepare?" Fu Zhiyuan asked expressionlessly.

Zhang Anchu felt depressed. Fu Zhiyuan gave her the feeling that he didn't care, as if he had completed his task.

Too much like a zombie.

"I want to take a bath," Zhang Anchu said calmly, his eyelashes flashing slightly, Fu Zhiyuan's eyes were empty and emotionless.

Fu Zhiyuan nodded lightly and ordered: "Xiao Yunzi, prepare hot water."

Zhang Anchu breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she should have taken a bath yesterday, but because Fu Zhiyuan was nearby, she couldn't take a bath in front of him.

Although it is the same now, I keep telling myself in my heart that this day will come sooner or later.

Xiao Yunzi quickly filled the bathtub with hot water, and Fu Zhiyuan had been sitting on the dragon couch. Fortunately, there was a screen across the room, so he could avoid embarrassment.

Zhang Anchu took off his clothes, and the moisture was hazy. Xiao Yunzi was so considerate that he even prepared flower petals, but they were different from those in Wangyou Palace. They seemed to be rose flowers.

Think about it, the pear blossoms bloom brilliantly and wither quickly, only for a few days.

"If it comes to pass, it will settle my worries, and you will have made a meritorious service." Zhang Anchu said.

She looked down at the beautiful ladies who were politely listening to the palace rules, and she always felt a little sleepy.

He couldn't find Zhang Anchu a while ago, and at first he thought he would come back next time.

Then, he handed the gold hairpin to him.

"The things I entrust you to do must be kept secret." Zhang Anchu leaned into his ear and whispered what he wanted little Yunzi to do.

Fu Zhiyuan walked straight towards Zhang Anchu, keeping his eyes on her.

Fu Zhiyuan was reviewing the memorial at this time, while Xiao Yunzi was grinding aside.

With his voice, everyone knew that Fu Zhiyuan was here.

Yurou was also happy that it was finally done.

"yes."

Zhang Anchu was so confused that he had no choice but to try not to look into his eyes, his face turned red.

Fu Zhiyuan hugged her and whispered in her ear: "I want to conceive a dragon heir."

We have been persisting for so many days and no one wants to give up.

"See you, Your Majesty." The eunuch guarding outside Chuxiu Palace saluted loudly.

But she still wanted to hide it for three months, and replied: "I am just sleepy, there is nothing wrong with my body, there is no need to ask the imperial doctor."

The little stool chuckled and replied: "Your Majesty, please give me your instructions. I will definitely do it beautifully."

But Fu Zhiyuan had already felt the movement and opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Anchu.

There are only two of them in this palace, and they both know what they are going to do next.

Aunt Liuyun found it not difficult to get along with Zhang Anchu these days. She just had to do what Zhang Anchu asked her to do. However, she never made things difficult for her and gave her many rewards.

Zhang Anchu forced a smile. The beautiful girl is naturally well-behaved. She has just entered the palace, and there will be another month in the future. If she wants to stay in the palace, she must pretend to be well-behaved even if she is not well-behaved.

Zhang Anchu finally understood that Liu Yun was a smart man, and he was also intentionally making friends. It seemed that the effect of using Fu Zhiyuan's banner yesterday was pretty good.

She had no choice but to get out of the tub, put on her underwear, and get out of the screen.

The wet nurse also has a family. If she stays in the palace all the time, it is not a long-term solution.

"Siyu, go prepare some hot water, I want to take a bath." Zhang Anchu ordered.

Fortunately, Fu Zhiyuan was close and reached out to hold Zhang Anchu, so he didn't fall down.

Vermilion lips and jade skin...

Fu Zhiyuan opened his eyes and saw Zhang Anchu's graceful figure, fair and slender neck, and bare feet on the floor.

"Imperial Concubine, are you tired? Why don't you go back to Wangyou Palace to rest for a while." Aunt Liuyun saw this and said.

"Xiao Yunzi, what is the imperial concubine doing?" Fu Zhiyuan asked.

"Your Majesty, why did you come to Chuxiu Palace?" Zhang Anchu stood up and said.

After being caught, he was sent out of the palace.

From the first fifty people to the current forty-five, there has been no problem for several days.

When Fu Zhiyuan heard her answer like this, he just thought that she didn't understand, thinking that it would be better not to say it so clearly in public.

He gently let go of Zhang Anchu, walked off the bed, put on simple clothes, walked to the palace door, and said to little Yunzi: "Bring some water and be quiet."

But in the palace, now it is gradually as if it is invisible. Siyu is fine, but still needs experience, but the wet nurse...

He suddenly felt that Zhang Anchu might feel cold.

Zhang Anchu knew in his heart that he would never be able to survive in this harem without children.

Zhang Anchu felt a chill in his heart, but he also knew that this should actually be the case.

It seems to be fate and necessity.

Zhang Anchu lowered his head and listened to his teachings honestly.

Zhang Anchu raised his head, and Fu Zhiyuan suddenly mentioned the imperial doctor, presumably because of the heir.

Xiao Yunzi nodded heavily, this matter was not difficult in the first place, it was just a matter of handing something over.

She turned around and saw that Fu Zhiyuan had opened his eyes, lowered his head shyly, and said, "Your Majesty, I have returned first."

Zhang Anchu fell into a deep sleep, with tears still in the corners of his eyes.

And now, Zhang Anchu retreats from everyone, which is definitely not a small matter.

"No need, go ahead." Zhang Anchu replied. In order to avoid Fu Zhiyuan, she could only stay in Chuxiu Palace.

When Zhang Anchu saw everyone retreating, he waved his hand to bring the small stool closer.

They have been seeing the imperial concubine every day these days, and they never put makeup on their faces, but they are so beautiful that people feel ashamed of themselves.

"Maybe I'm a little sleepy." Zhang Anchu stroked his forehead and felt a little dizzy, but it was bearable for the time being.

"Go to Chuxiu Palace and have a look." Fu Zhiyuan put down his brush, stood up and said.

She didn't come to him, and he didn't see her when he went to Wangyou Palace, saying she was busy with the draft.

I opened a memorial and it said that the imperial examination had been successfully completed and Prince Xiaoyao would be back soon.

Naturally, the beautiful girls below also listened. Fu Zhiyuan never asked them to get up after the salute just now, and they didn't dare to get up at all.

Zhang Anchu's hair was still wet, dripping with water. She gently wiped the water on her head and looked at Fu Zhiyuan.

"Aunt Liuyun has always been a well-rounded woman. She wanted to treat me to a drink last night, but I pretended to have something to do, so I declined for the time being," Yurou replied.

Zhang Anchu looked at the wet nurse and Siyu. These two people were from the Beiping Marquis Mansion, and they had been with her since she was a child.

Fu Zhiyuan is like a hungry beast who just wants to have a good meal.

She also knew that hiding like this was not a long-term solution. It had been more than twenty days since the last time she went to bed. Remembering that her menstrual period had not come recently, there was a high probability that she would.

Fu Zhiyuan held Zhang Anchu, who had fallen asleep, in his arms. She looked like a broken porcelain vase.

But most people think that the emperor is really good to the imperial concubine.

It had only been a few days since the small stool went from the imperial dining room to the Wangyou Palace, and he had not done anything important. He was just running errands. If the imperial concubine entrusted him with an important task, he should be reused soon.

The imperial concubine didn't return home last night, so everyone knew that she had gone to bed.

She carefully got off the dragon couch so as not to disturb Fu Zhiyuan.

How many women want to give birth to dragon heirs for Fu Zhiyuan? This is something that no one else can envy.

"Where's Aunt Liuyun?" Zhang Anchu asked again.

She deserves to be favored!

"That's what the emperor said." Zhang Anchu didn't argue with him. Anyway, his feet were on his body. As long as he was not banned, he was free. He could go wherever he wanted in the palace.

According to the rules, she should serve Fu Zhiyuan to change clothes, but she didn't want to serve him at all, she just wanted to go back.

Although she had already washed herself once last night, she was very dirty after all this.

"Yes." Siyu smiled and hurried to work.

He didn't know, could he be so busy with the draft?

"Are you going to wash off your skin?" Fu Zhiyuan really couldn't wait any longer. He knew that Zhang Anchu was probably stalling for time, but today, it was inevitable that she would go to bed.

Zhang Anchu stirred the water, and Fu Zhiyuan lay on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the sound of water, and he could even imagine the scene of Zhang Anchu taking a bath in his mind.

Thinking of Zhang Anchu, I suddenly realized that I haven't seen Zhang Anchu in a while.

As time passed, the hot water in the bathtub gradually became colder, and Zhang Anchu never dared to go out.

The roses are in bloom now, so it’s natural.

Zhang Anchu stayed in Chuxiu Palace every day and had no time to spare, forgetting the troubles around him.
To be continued...