There is a black lotus in the deep palace

Chapter 293

Seeing that the empress was in a trance, Mrs. Gao thought it was moved, and said, "It's just a little effort, my lady, please don't take it to heart."

"You must be very busy taking care of everything in the harem. Don't do it if you have nothing to do in the future. There is no shortage of needleworkers in our palace. Let them do it. You are a noble concubine, so you don't have to."

"In front of the empress, I will always be the Gao Liangyuan who accompanies you to practice arrows and amuses you."

Tang Wanning didn't say anything, just smiled emotionally.

After sending Gao away, before Tang Wanning reclined on the recliner to rest, someone came to report that Dong Xianglan had arrived.

Tang Wanning frowned, "What is she here for?" After thinking about it, she was still allowed in.

After Dong Xianglan entered the door, she first saluted respectfully, and then held the previous bundle with a smile.

"Empress, my servant Dong Xianglan specially made some dolls for the little prince in order to thank you and the emperor for saving your life in Yangzhou Mansion. They are all embroidery from our hometown. If you don't mind, please accept them."

Tang Waning took a look into the bundle, and found that they were all small things, such as cloth tigers, lion heads, etc., which were colorful and very pleasing.

She laughed and said, "You really mean it, so I won't be polite." Saying this, she asked Biyue Biluo to put it away.

After accepting the gift, Dong Xianglan had no intention of leaving, so Tang Waning had to give her a small stool to sit on and chat with each other.

"Empress, you are really lucky. The ladies in the harem are considerate, and the emperor is even more considerate. Now you are still pregnant with Liujia, the continuous heir of our Great Xia Dynasty."

This was a bit weird to say, Tang Wanning was not happy to hear it, so she didn't pay much attention to it, just smiled.

"It's okay, the harem is like this. It's really wronged you to let you watch Fengyang Palace. If you have nothing to do, go to the Royal Garden for a while." Don't bother me.

For some reason, Tang Wanning suddenly asked about a very strong floral fragrance. She always felt that something was wrong, but when she smelled it carefully, it was just the smell of powder on Dong Xianglan's body.

She didn't suspect it, she just thought it was because she was more sensitive during pregnancy.

Dong Xianglan smiled: "Your Majesty is joking, Fengyang Palace is the place where you and the former empress once lived, and there is no one living there now, so it is natural to clean it well, so that all the items must not be damaged."

After a pause, he continued, "This is what slaves should do."

For some reason, Tang Wanning couldn't bear the pungent smell on her body more and more, and she managed to vomit several times.

In the end, Biyue saw something was wrong, and pretended to remind her to take medicine and rest, and Dong Xianglan shy away.

After sending Dong Xianglan away, Biyue and Biluo were both aggrieved.

"It's nothing to do, just sit and don't leave, and the body is so thickly scented, who is this going to kill?"

"That's right, it's not even as good as the smell of sweat in the summer barracks. I hate this smell the most."

"What kind of puppet did you make? Master, please don't be careless. This person is not upright. Let's throw it away."

Tang Wanning stopped the two of them with a headache: "Leave it alone, it's not a big deal." The big deal is that you don't need it, there's no need to throw it away, it seems stingy to spread the word.

"Yes!" The two replied reluctantly.

As winter passed day by day, the breath of new spring became stronger and stronger, and Tang Wanning's belly grew bigger day by day.

After the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, when Xia Houjue finished his work in the court and sealed his pen, he was completely stuck in the Jinhua Palace and could not come out.

The most he did every day was to stick it on Tang Wanning's stomach and listen to the fetal movement. After hearing the fetal movement, he got up and looked at her from a distance, and then at her stomach, with a serious expression.

"Little bastard, listen carefully, you can move, but you are never allowed to kick your mother, otherwise I will beat you carefully"

Every time at this time, Tang Wanning would hold her stomach and scold him, "How old are you, you are so fierce, you will be born in the future..."

The previous atmosphere was very happy, but the last few times... Tang Wanning's spirit suddenly became a little listless.

This time she said this sentence again, but before she finished speaking, she vomited it all over Xia Houjue.

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Tang Wanning was a little embarrassed.

"Wanwan, what's the matter with you? You haven't had morning sickness for two or three months, but now you're vomiting for six months. What's the matter? Come and tell the imperial physician."

Tang Wanning was also a little dazed, but she was nauseous, lethargic, and couldn't bear it. Could it be that this is the case in the third trimester of pregnancy?

The imperial physician came soon, and after two quarters of an hour of pulse diagnosis, he finally came to a conclusion.

"Empress, you are worrying too much during pregnancy, stagnation of liver qi in the heart leads to poor blood circulation, which leads to listlessness, loss of appetite, and nausea."

"No matter what happens to you, don't take it to heart. You must relax. Eat well, sleep well and move around more is the best way to maintain during pregnancy."

Tang Wanning was stunned.

"I... I'm not overly worried, and there's nothing to worry about. What nonsense are you talking about?"

The imperial physician looked at the emperor with a bow: "The empress's pulse condition is indeed the same, please ask the emperor to persuade you to keep the prince safe."

After Xia Houjue listened, he waved the imperial physician away, and sat beside Tang Wanning's bed with a serious face.

"Wanwan, do you mind..."

"No, not really!"

"You're worrying too much..."

"That's not it either!"

"Wanwan, listen to me"

"I don't listen, it's not that I don't have it, don't talk nonsense." Tang Wanning suddenly became domineering.

She eats, eats, sleeps and sleeps every day to turn into a pig, and some people say that she is too worried, worrying about wool.

Just relying on that ulterior motive of Dong Xianglan?It's just a small court lady, she is worthy?Tang Wanning was almost convinced.

However, no matter whether she accepted it or not, Dong Xianglan never came again after that, even Mrs. Gao seldom came. Whatever she brought back was Li Dequan.

She often feels that she really wants to become a pig, or a pig raised in captivity.

After the worries in the Jinhua Palace were too much, the harem was quiet for a while, and everyone was quietly preparing for the New Year.

Because of the good news of the empress, the New Year in the palace is still full of excitement.

However, a certain place in the palace is still desolate, and many people have even forgotten that there is still a person living here, Concubine Xian.

That evening, lead clouds were densely covered, the north wind was blowing violently, and it was about to snow. Dong Xianglan strode out the door wearing a black cloak.

The barren palace had already been covered with a thick layer of dust, and the gate of the palace hadn't been opened for an unknown amount of time, and it couldn't even be pushed.

In order to facilitate food delivery, those palace people only dug a hole in the palace gate, and sent food in every day, and took it back after the people inside finished eating.

It has always been like this.

But today, when the door finally opened with a creak, everyone inside and outside was stunned.

(End of this chapter)