"Oh?" Ji Xie was shocked. He put his hand on his wife's obviously bulging belly. He clearly felt the small but powerful impact. He was at a loss for a moment: "Ji, does this------important?"

?Should we call the doctor to take a look?"

Fan Ji found it funny and slapped his frightened palm: "He is a little man, he has to move a bit and move his hands and feet!"

Hearing this, Ji Xie felt that he had lost his composure and scratched his scalp: "I thought I made you angry tonight, and that's why I hurt the baby in my belly."

"Your Majesty, you can handle Ji Jiang's matter. As long as it is for the good of the Zhou Dynasty, my grievances don't matter." Fan Ji lowered his eyelids, his words helpless and a little firm.

The more she behaved like this, the more guilty Ji Xie felt. He took Fan Ji's hand and stroked her still thin face: "Ji, I have wronged you these days. In fact, this child------

What you didn’t want, you just insisted on giving------"

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by an orchid-like raised finger from Fan Ji: "Your Majesty, we agreed not to mention the past. In fact, I also made mistakes in the past. As Your Majesty said, I went too far.

Stubborn, entangled in the past, hurting others and myself. When I came back from the expedition, I had already made up my mind to leave the past behind, and then I only looked forward. I never drank that soup after that. If it hadn't been ------"

She shook her head and smiled brightly and cheerfully: "Forget it, let's not talk about these unhappy things. In short, I have understood a lot of things after going through this. The king is in the position of emperor, and there are many things that he has no control over.

.As a queen, I enjoy the support of the world and am respected as the mother of the country. Naturally, I can't just enjoy it, but also bear responsibilities. If the king needs to restore the second concubine in order to stabilize the country, I can understand it and have no objection."

After Ji Xie listened with a smile, the love in his eyes became even deeper. He took out a bright red object from behind his back. When he took it in his hand, he saw that it was a ruby ​​concentric lock, a lock, and a

The lock is fastened together in the shape of a wishful tape, and separated into separate shapes. It is not only exquisitely polished, but also has an excellent jade color. As a queen, Rao Shifan is well-informed, but such high-quality ruby ​​is also of the highest quality.

Rare, bright and dazzling red, as moist as a hot spring, holding it in the white palm of your hand, like a drop of your heart's blood.

The clear eyes of both of them were illuminated by the red jade lock with a layer of warm firelight. Ji Xie gently rubbed the ruby ​​with his fingertips, and suddenly whispered: "Aji, weave a lock yourself, let's

Each of the two wears half of it. They will never be separated in life after life."

Fanji's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Who said her heart was dead? As long as a person is still alive, there will still be breathing, heartbeat, and longing, right? She held back the tears that were about to fill her eyes, and slowly leaned on her

On his chest, he whispered: "I will wear it all the time, Da Lang."

"Aji." Ji Xie hugged her tightly: "I already have three sons and two daughters. Soon, you will give birth to another child for me. This is enough------"

Fan Ji didn't understand the meaning of his words for a moment, but he still thought they were good words and smiled sweetly.

"Congratulations to the Duke of Guo. Word has been spread in the palace that after the New Year, the Duke of Guo will return to the throne and return to the throne. Isn't this proof that the king still gives you the meat?" Mei, the housekeeper of Duke Zhou's Mansion.

The uncle held up a piece of venison in his hand and bowed to Duke Zhou with a smile on his face.

Duke Zhou Ding was happy in his heart, but he still had to put on airs in front of his servants. He stroked his beard and said, "The emperor loves you and the ancestors protect you. How can you be happy?" He suddenly seemed to think of something and lowered his voice and asked: "Is there someone in the palace?"

What news?"

"Nothing else. The queen has to raise a baby, and E Shi is in charge of the affairs of the harem. She has been promoted and is now the second concubine on the same level as Ji Jiang. The king still dotes on the queen alone and sleeps in the palace almost every night.

The palace, even if someone is lucky enough to call you occasionally, a bowl of soup will be prepared afterwards. It seems that she is determined to let the harem only allow the queen to have children from now on."

Zhou Gongding snorted from his nose: "To gather the favor of the special house is to gather the resentment of the six palaces. Just wait."

Uncle Mei came up and asked: "My lord, now that Yi Ji has been deposed, Empress Ji Jiang has fallen out of favor, and the queen is the only one in power, we will no longer have anyone to rely on in the palace."

"That's not necessarily the case." Zhou Gongding said meaningfully.

"I told you that the tree is too high. You have to climb up. It's okay now. Your foot is twisted!"

"Prince, don't you want to see if there are eggs in the bird's nest? I climbed up, and you are still looking down at the wind! Now you are blaming me?"

On the east palace path, Ji Hu carried eight-year-old Wei He on his back and walked closer step by step, talking to each other. Suddenly he bumped into someone. When he looked up, he was so frightened that he quickly threw Wei He to the ground: "

Master, you are here!"

Zhao Bohu paid no attention to the two children's games and asked Wei He anxiously: "Master, have you seen Duoyou?"

"Brother Ziliang? Did he go back to Zhao Mansion after drinking that day? He hasn't been to the East Palace in the past few days!" Three words were written on Wei He's childish face: I don't know.

"It's broken!" Zhao Bohu handed over a silk book in his hand, his words full of reluctance and desolation: "He left again, like this every time, leaving as soon as he said he was leaving, and no one was prepared at all."

There were a few large characters written in cinnabar on the silk book, which were concise and concise: I am going back to the grassland! Zhao Bohu held Wei He's shoulders and asked, "Did he say anything when you were drinking on New Year's Eve?"

Wei He's delicate eyebrows knitted together, as if he was searching his memory carefully: "He seemed to say that everyone has a home, but he is the only one who is a lonely ghost and wants to go back to the grassland to find his own home. That's about it.

!”

After hearing this, Zhao Bohu loosened his hands, turned around slumped, and murmured: "I ignored him and made him feel like a lonely ghost, wandering alone. It's really inappropriate!"

Ji Hu looked at his dejected back and felt extremely uncomfortable for some reason, but he couldn't explain why.

According to King Zhou Yi's original idea, he would wait until the Spring Festival before resetting Ji Jiang. However, the arrival of an obituary accelerated the process: Ji Hou died, and the prince lost his heir title.

So, just after the New Year, King Yi issued an edict: the second concubine Ji Jiang was released from confinement and restored to the throne. However, she forever lost the right to co-manage the Sixth Palace.

The main room of the palace's dormitory was completely quiet. The window sill was opened just half way, letting in a little bit of the cold frost that fell among the flowers and plants in the courtyard in the early morning. On the table in the east was a small purple jade incense burner with two unicorns protecting Ganoderma lucidum.

A fragrant cigarette puffed out from his mouth.

Ji Jiang lowered his head and stood in front of the curtain under the guidance of the chamberlain Jia, waiting quietly for the summons of the King of Zhou and the Queen. The conversation between the emperor and his wife could be faintly heard in the room.

"Since someone came to say hello, why didn't your Majesty wake me up early in the morning?" This was Queen Fanji's slightly annoyed tone.

"The fetal movement was very frequent last night. You must not have slept well. What's the harm in getting up later? It's not an important matter." Ji Xie didn't sound angry at all, but was extremely gentle and caring. Ji Jiang felt bitter and nervous.

He grasped the handkerchief tightly, as if it were Fanji's neck.

There was a rustling sound of clothes, and I thought it was Fan Ji getting up: "Even so, the king should have breakfast by himself first, without waiting for my concubine."

"I don't have to go to court early today, so why not wait for you? Besides, I have some snacks to cushion me!"

These few lines of dialogue were full of ordinary husband and wife's mutual respect and love, plain and meaningful, with a long aftertaste, and the listeners all had a sense of peace and tranquility in the years. But Ji Jiang felt that his heart was being whipped by their conversation, and it was bleeding all the time.

I don’t know how long it took, but I heard King Zhou Yi say: “Let her come in!”

The chamberlain Jia raised the curtain, and Ji Jiang stepped inside, kneeling in the middle, not daring to raise his head: "I would like to say hello to the king! I would like to say hello to the queen! Thank you so much for your love, the king and the empress, so that I can be reinstated as the second concubine. I come here to express my gratitude!

"

Ji Xie looked up and saw that she was wearing a brocade jacket trimmed with dark green tapestry and thin chinchilla leather. She only wore some plain and exquisite silver ornaments. A piece of extremely precious mutton-fat white jade hung from a thin silver chain on her chest. Her whole body was moist.

Transparent. This all-over outfit does not follow the etiquette of filial piety for the father, but is also decent and elegant, which shows that a lot of thought has been put into it.

"You don't have to be too sad about my uncle. After all, he is a man who will live to the end of his life. The second concubine must be grieved!" Ji Xie's words were very official, but there was no hint of friendship. Ji Jiang was quite unwilling to do so.

When she looked up, she saw Fanji sitting in front of the dressing table. The combing lady was inserting hairpins for her, while Ji Xie's eyes were fixed on her back and he couldn't bear to move away.

Ji Jiang gritted his teeth and stepped forward: "Mommy, let me help you with your dressing." As he spoke, he seemed to be trying to snatch the hairpin.

Ji Xie was startled, stepped forward, took the gold hairpin, and frowned: "There are people here to serve you. You can go back to Qiuliao Palace. The queen is pregnant and needs to rest. From now on, you will be like other concubines. If

If you are not summoned, do not come to the palace to pay your respects, so as not to disturb the queen."

The tone was majestic and there was no room for argument. Ji Jiang's movements froze for a moment, his eyes were full of disbelief, he lowered his head and moved away sadly and reluctantly. The chamberlain Jia had already closed the curtain, and suddenly heard a voice: "Wait a minute!"

Ji Jiang turned back with hope, and Ji Xie turned around and said, "I have sent someone to take the second prince back to Qiu Liao Palace. It will be in your own interest to raise your children in a good way. Don't have any other unreasonable thoughts."

"Nuo!" Ji Jiang almost said the word through gritted teeth.

Just as he stepped out of the curtain, Ji Xie heard a soft chuckle from behind: "Ji, this hairpin is crooked, that's all! Let me do it!"

"There are specialties in the arts, but you are so unconvinced." This was followed by a burst of laughter.

When a person is unlucky, even a mouthful of cold water will clog his teeth. After leaving the gate of the middle palace, Ji Jiang met Huang Ying again within two steps, holding the third prince in his arms.

"Greetings to the Second Concubine! I haven't even congratulated you on your return to the throne! It's just that I'm in mourning for my father, otherwise I would have to invite all the sisters to gather at Qiuliao Palace to get rid of this bad luck." Huang Ying's face was full of joy, half mocking and half laughing.

Ridicule.
Chapter completed!