Qing Dynasty: The Imperial Concubine is Pregnant Again

Tong Nuanyan, who was sitting upright, had no idea what Uya was thinking. Even if she knew, she would just sigh. These beauties all had their own characteristics, and they were similar in one thing, which was their weak temperament. People in the palace thought that Yinzhen loved this kind of women, which led to so many people who were almost the same.

At Tong Nuanyan's signal, Uya returned to her seat and quietly looked at the other people around her. Opposite her was the arrogant Zhang Gege. In the whole hall, besides the concubine who was the most gorgeously dressed, she was the most eye-catching. The most attractive thing was her pair of almond-shaped eyes, which were upturned at the corners with a bit of sharpness, and she looked condescending when she stared at people.

Sitting next to Wu Ya was Song Gege. It was said that she had lost favor since her miscarriage on New Year's Eve, and she had been like a transparent person for the past six months. Her face, which was already pitiful and looked like a pure white flower, became even more sickly after her physical weakness, making others reluctant to be around her for fear of being infected with her illness.

Before Wu Ya had finished looking at everyone, she saw the protagonist who had humiliated her last night. Li Gege said apologetically, "By the way, I haven't told Sister Wu Ya one thing yet. I think it's not too late to tell her now."

Tong Nuanyan looked at Li with interest, to see what ridiculous words she could say. Li always said shocking words when you were off guard.

Wu Ya secretly grasped the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and forced a smile: "I wonder what my sister wants to say?"

Li Gege looked around at everyone with her bright almond eyes, coughed lightly, and said mischievously: "Originally, I felt bad for disturbing Sister Wuya last night, so I thought of asking the Fourth Master to come over tonight, but it turned out that my good intentions led to bad results. The Fourth Master said last night that he was worried about Hongyun and wanted to come over to Luomei Courtyard to take care of him today. It's all my fault!"

It was clearly August, but Uya felt as if winter had come inside. She had been here for three days and felt like a joke. The prince did not take her seriously, and now the concubine, the steward, did not mention the rules to let the prince come to her courtyard. Even Princess Li, who was on an equal footing with her, bullied her by relying on the fact that she had a son!

For a moment, Zhang Gege covered her face and almost laughed out loud, looking at Wu Ya sarcastically, "I thought Li Gege would take into account that my sister is the distant niece of Concubine De, but I didn't expect that."

Tong Nuanyan didn't know what to say when she saw the situation, but since she wasn't in a hurry, she said, "Well, since the Fourth Master also said that he would take care of Hongyun tonight, Uya Gege will bear with it for now. Li Gege meant well but ended up doing something bad, so you should be more careful with your words in the future!"

Looking at Li Gege's calm expression and then comparing it with Uya's gloomy face that could not be concealed, Tong Nuanyan gave herself a thumbs up in her heart. It would be great if these two people were to match up. They had similar status in the backyard and their family backgrounds were not much different. They were a perfect match.

"Yes, thank you for the teachings, Concubine!" Li Gege and Uya stood up and thanked in unison. Both of them were inconsistent at the moment. Li was thinking about how to maintain the favor next, while Uya was thinking about how to snatch the favor back.

"It's getting late, you all should leave!" Seeing that no one was talking in the hall, Tong Nuanyan quickly sent everyone away. It had been such a long time, and she still wanted to go and entertain Hongzhao.

Back in the bedroom, lying on the big bed, Hongzhao opened his big black eyes, which were rolling around. He didn't cry or make a fuss, but just looked at the scenery above his eyes quietly.

As soon as she came in, Tong Nuanyan saw such a scene. The maternal love in her heart seemed to materialize, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. Seeing Hongzhao so cute, she couldn't help but smile.

Walking over and carefully picking up the little ball, Tong Nuanyan took out a small handkerchief. Qiuyu, the manager behind her, held a basin of warm water and looked at Hongzhao in the cradle with a loving face. Tong Nuanyan soaked the small handkerchief in the basin, wrung it dry, and gently wiped Hongzhao's little face.

Hong Zhao's face was tender, and even after being wiped so gently, it was still a little red, but it recovered after a while. After feeding Hong Zhao the first meal of milk in the morning, Tong Nuanyan did the exhaust exercise for him. She saw this in the mall. In the end times, humans were scarce, and there were few children born in the incubator. Natural conception was less than one in a million. Tong Nuanyan didn't know how to raise a baby at all.

The exhaust exercise was found in the mall. It was introduced that babies of one month old will have flatulence, and the exhaust exercise can help babies relieve it. This was two days ago when Hong Zhao's stomach made a gurgling sound, and then he kept crying. The imperial physician who was invited said that it might be flatulence or food accumulation. Tong Nuanyan couldn't explain it, so she just looked for it in the mall.

He took Hongzhao out of the cradle and laid him flat on the bed. He held Hongzhao's legs with both hands and pressed down gently to the top of his head. Soon, a "puff" sound was heard, and Hongzhao's original signs of whimpering and about to cry disappeared, replaced by a little expression with his mouth open and tongue sticking out.

Tong Nuanyan, who was pressing on Hongzhao, was overwhelmed by a foul smell. Flatulence is commonly known as farting, and the smell expelled by a baby after drinking breast milk is like a biochemical crisis. Tong Nuanyan quickly used her special abilities to shield her five senses, and then she realized what was going on.

Hong Zhao was heartless and allowed Tong Nuanyan to repeatedly press his legs to the top of his head. This exhaust exercise lasted for a quarter of an hour. By the time Hong Zhao was wrapped back in the swaddle, it was already lunch time.

Yinzhen had almost finished his official duties and came back. He hurried into Piaoxue Courtyard and looked at the table in confusion. There was no one there. Su Peisheng, who was following him, asked very tactfully, "Chunxi, where are Concubine Fujin and Prince Hongzhao?"

Chunxi was the maid in charge of sweeping the Piaoxue Courtyard. She was timid and said, "Reply, reply to Eunuch Su, Concubine is in the bedroom."

Yinzhen didn't even look at the palace maid and went straight to the bedroom. Before he took two steps, Tong Nuanyan came out with Qiuyu holding Hongzhao, and Yunxin following beside her.

"I pay my respects to Lord Beile. Long live Lord Beile." Tong Nuanyan came to Yinzhen's side. She didn't expect him to come over for dinner. Today's lunch didn't have anything that Yinzhen liked prepared. She didn't know if it would make him unhappy.

Thinking of this, Tong Nuanyan stared at Yinzhen's handsome and perfect profile and asked, "Why didn't you send someone to inform me that the Fourth Master was coming to Piaoxue Court for lunch? I haven't prepared the Fourth Master's favorite dishes yet!"

Yinzhen gently pulled up Tong Nuanyan, who had not yet stood up, and took her to the dining table. He then said with a smile, "No need to bother. Home-cooked dishes will be fine. Yanyan, has Hongzhao been well behaved recently?"

Tong Nuanyan said as she served food to Yinzhen: "Hongzhao is only one month old now, but he is very well behaved. He eats, sleeps, and wakes up to eat every day."

Yinzhen listened to her words, a smile appeared on his lips, and he looked at her with his affectionate eyes: "Why do I feel that Yanyan seems to envy this kind of life of eating and sleeping?"

Tong Nuanyan picked up the staple steamed bun on the table and put it into Yinzhen's hand, saying with some annoyance: "Yinzhen doesn't pay attention to so many delicacies, and he still teases me like this, as if he is raising pigs."

The capital of the Qing Dynasty was in Beijing, and the staple food was wheat from the north, etc. Noodles were the staple food, and rice was also available, but the finest rice was tribute to the emperor, and the princes did not necessarily have it.

Yinzhen looked at her actions but was not angry. Instead, he was thinking seriously about what she said: "That's not true. Yanyan is beautiful. If she had big breasts and a big butt, she would be even more beautiful."

Tong Nuanyan became even more embarrassed and angry when she heard that: "Who said that? All of you, go away." Seeing that there were still a few servants around, even though Tong Nuanyan was thick-skinned, she couldn't stand it anymore and simply asked them to leave.