Chapter 107
The next day.

Han Yumin opened his eyes in a ray of soft sunlight, looked up, and saw the familiar person again.

She pursed her lips and smiled lightly at him, and said, "Why is the emperor here again?"

Han Yumin deeply felt that since she gave birth to the little princess, her relationship with Jiang Meng seemed to be deeper than before.

She used to not believe that the monarch beside her would give her a stable love, but just yesterday, she saw clearly Jiang Meng's blushed face, and the sweat dripping down his forehead drop by drop. , she once again believed in love.

Tired in Jiang Meng's arms, Han Yumin tightly wrapped her arms around Jiang Meng's waist, without saying a word, buried her head in Jiang Meng's chest.

"Why don't you talk?" Jiang Meng stretched out his hand and asked softly while stroking her loose hair.

Han Yumin always felt that the emperor would never be so gentle when he was so lofty.

She raised her head, looked into Jiang Meng's eyes, and asked softly: "The emperor is only so gentle with his concubine, right?"

Jiang Meng chuckled: "I don't want to be gentle. I am a man, and even an emperor. If I am gentle, how can I govern the world?"

Han Yumin narrowed her eyes and shook her head, pouted coquettishly: "Then the emperor is only gentle with his concubine, okay?"

The corners of Jiang Meng's mouth slightly raised, he lowered his head, and gave Han Yumin a soft kiss.

Is this already the default?

Han Yumin happily pulled up the corner of the quilt, covered her head, and turned around, not wanting Jiang Meng to see her flushed face from embarrassment.

"I've been married to you for so long, and you're getting more and more shy?"

Jiang Meng frowned and said.

This little girl is sometimes as serious as a little adult, and sometimes she becomes naughty and makes Jiang Meng feel at a loss.He felt that Han Yumin's mind was like a deep hole. He wanted to touch every part of her heart tentatively, but this little girl always had the ability to keep him out of touch, but she couldn't let it go.

He reached out to pull Han Yumin's quilt, and suddenly, he felt his lips being touched lightly by something.

Jiang Meng touched his lips with his hands, and looked at Han Yumin who was smiling badly: "Are you kissing me secretly?"

"Does the emperor feel that the concubine's secret relationship makes the emperor more nervous?" Han Yumin covered her mouth and chuckled.

Hey, that's right.

Jiang Meng said in his heart, why did his heart beat so fast suddenly?They were clearly considered "old couples" and even had children, but Han Yumin still gave him the feeling of first love.

Excited, Jiang Meng leaned forward, wanting to kiss Han Yumin again.

"All right, Your Majesty."

When he just came over, Han Yumin put his hands on his shoulders and gently pushed him away: "The concubine hasn't rinsed her mouth yet."

"What about after rinsing?" Jiang Meng couldn't help himself.

"The concubine hasn't had breakfast yet." She pursed her lips again, "The emperor has come back from court, so naturally he doesn't know how hungry the concubine is."

Jiang Meng pursed his lips in frustration, and asked, "What do you want to eat? I asked my cook to make it for you, and I promise to make you eat everything."

Han Yumin thought for a moment, then said, "The concubine wants to eat something sweet."

Jiang Meng turned his face away: "An Huai! An Huai! Come in for me!"

He looked at An Huan's flustered expression, and said calmly, "Go, get Yu Zhaoyi something to eat, something sweet, like... sweet-scented osmanthus cake... corn soup or something."

After Jiang Meng finished speaking, Aunt Chun came in to serve Han Yumin, rinsed her mouth and washed her face. When she was about to change her clothes, she suddenly grinned the most, frowned, and said, "Why does my leg still hurt like this?"

Jiang Meng lifted Han Yumin's thin silk quilt, and saw that the knees were already swollen and high, densely covered with small red spots, as if thousands of needles had been pricked, Jiang Meng gritted his teeth, Said: "Why does it look more swollen than yesterday?"

She just woke up and didn't move, so Han Yumin naturally didn't feel much pain, but now that she moved her legs a little, she felt extremely painful. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said, "It's probably nothing, my concubine... ...The concubine will be fine after resting for a day or two."

Although Han Yumin said so, she was anxious to die in her heart. Jiang Meng's birthday was about ten days away. If she couldn't accompany him to celebrate this important birthday, then she didn't want to forgive herself.

Hey, why did God make it so difficult for her?

"Yo, the emperor is here too."

Han Yumin was thinking about it, but she heard a charming voice coming into her ears. She half sat up with difficulty, and saw Wu Huier in front of her, all dressed up. The red ribbon, the flying fairy bun is combed high, the cloud-footed pearl beard hairpin is inserted obliquely on the bun, and the red emerald drop bead earrings are hanging on the ears, which looks extremely graceful and luxurious.

Han Yumin was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "My concubine has met the empress, good luck to the empress."

She never expected that Wu Hui'er would have to run to see her today.

"Why is the queen here?" Jiang Meng didn't seem to be very happy, he glanced at Wu Huier coldly, and asked lightly.

"The concubine was thinking that Yu Zhaoyi was injured, so she didn't come over this morning to pay her respects to the Queen Mother. She just wanted to come over to see if she was seriously injured?" Wu Huier said, walking forward, frowning He glanced at the injury on Han Yumin's knee, "Oh, why is it so swollen? Sister, have you taken any medicine?"

Han Yumin was startled when Wu Huier called her "sister". She took a closer look at Wu Huier. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, so well-dressed, and came here to show her courtesy. What medicine?

Wu Hui'er usually gritted her teeth in hatred when she saw her, but now that her face had changed, Han Yumin couldn't adapt to it anymore, and felt scared in her heart.

She has suffered such a fine, and she still doesn't know whether it is worth it or not.

Han Yumin listened to Wu Huier's words, nodded and said: "Thank you, Empress, for your concern. The concubine took the medicine, but I don't know why, it's so swollen today."

"This doctor Zhao, what kind of medicine did you prescribe, so it doesn't work?" Wu Hui'er looked concerned, and then turned to look at Jiang Mengdao, "Your Majesty, why don't you call the imperial doctor Qi, who is a concubine, to come and have a look, after all, the imperial doctor Qi is here. I have stayed in this palace for a long time, and I have more experience than Imperial Physician Zhao."

Seeing Wu Huier's sincerity, Jiang Meng waved his hand and said, "Let Qiuyan go and call Imperial Physician Qi over there, though he didn't understand it."

After hearing this, Han Yumin had a worried expression on her face. Instead of calling Imperial Physician Zhao, she went to call Imperial Physician Qi. Is it clear that she is ready to sow discord?
Ouch, this Empress Wu really has a lot of thoughts.

(End of this chapter)

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