Is the prince infertile?The lady was so happy!

Chapter 307 Ci'er is very similar to you
Concubine Ming thought about such a simple relationship between aunt and nephew for a long time before she finally figured out the relationship.

Gu Changyuan took this for granted, without raising his head, he said calmly: "Concubine Shu and the Li family are really close."

"Isn't it good that my relatives are good?" Sitting in front of the mirror, Concubine Ming asked Rumei to comb her hair, and looked at her son in the mirror, "If I had the blessing of my mother's family, you wouldn't have suffered so much when you were young. I am very envious of Sister Concubine Shu."

"really."

Gu Changyuan agreed with her words.

The harem is even more a place to talk about background and backing.

Concubine Ming was born in the bottom class, originally an orphan girl, she worked as a maid for a young lady in a landlord's house since she was a child.When she was 14 years old, the landlord sent Concubine Ming to participate in the general election in order to avoid his daughter's selection of girls.

The concubine Ming's name is Hua Ruoxi, Hua is the surname of the landlord's family, and the landlord took the first name.

As for her real last name, I don't remember at all.

After entering the palace, Concubine Ming is also the lowest maid in the palace.

But just as gold will not be buried, by chance, the emperor saw the beautiful little maid.

After only being spoiled for one night, the little palace lady gave birth to the prince.

But it was limited to this, because of stupidity and boredom, the emperor quickly lost interest in her, left her behind, and turned to other concubines.

Although she suffered a lot when she was young and tasted all the flavors in the world, Concubine Ming is still innocent and innocent.

Looking at her, Gu Changyuan would sometimes think that it might not be a bad thing for him to have such a concubine mother.

Concubine Ming's disappointment was fleeting, and soon she became happy again, gesturing to the height of a little boy, "Ci'er is only this big."

"I know."

When the little thing was in Li Yingning's stomach, he knew it.

But he really didn't want to think about the child.

Concubine Ming ignored her son's indifferent reaction, and continued to happily say: "Do you know, this child is exactly the same as when you were a child!"

"The concubine's eyes are not very good."

"You still don't believe it?" Concubine Ming got serious, pushed Rumei away, and immediately turned around to rummage through the box, "If you don't believe it, I'll show you."

Rumei, who was still holding a hairpin in her hand, was in a hurry: "Your Majesty, don't look for anything, let this servant dress you up."

"No hurries."

Concubine Ming ignored her and continued to search.

Rumei looked at Gu Changyuan as if asking for help: "My lord, what should I do? You can persuade your empress, if the emperor comes now, it would be great."

"Based on how much Father and Concubine dote on Mother and Concubine, it's not a big deal just not to dress up to meet Concubine Mother." Gu Changyuan finished the last piece of pastry in his hand, drank the tea in his cup, closed the book, and stood up, "Concubine Mother, slow down." Look slowly, it's getting late, my son is leaving the palace now."

"Don't go, I found it!"

Concubine Ming ran over grabbing a book and handed it to him, "Hey, read it for yourself."

It was a picture book sewn with thick needle and thread.

On the cover is the slightly childish handwriting "Yuan'er".

"What's here?"

"Look."

Gu Changyuan flipped through the pages casually, and the first page was a five or six-month-old baby boy, lying on the bed, waving his small arms like lotus root joints, smiling with a mouth that only had two small teeth.

Although the brush strokes are not as good as those of those masters, the portraits are full of spirit and form, smart and lovely.

Gu Changyuan asked: "Which painter in the palace painted this?"

(End of this chapter)