Mrs. Fu Jinhou lowered her head and raised her eyebrows.

Generally speaking, before the legitimate wife of the official wife enters the house, it is indeed not good to take a concubine openly, and at most two or three rooms are put in the house. Otherwise, which family would give her daughter over?

However, it is related to the personal interests of his daughter. Mrs. Fu Jinhou naturally has to look at it for an exception: "Empress, what do you think about this? Erya's age is really hard to wait..." Since my sister-in-law also intends to ask her daughter to enter the palace before the concubine enters the mansion, Mrs. Fu Jinhou's attitude immediately became soft and said with a tone: "Empress, think about the way for Erya."

Although the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Internal Affairs will not handle the matter according to the ritual without the permission of His Majesty the Queen Mother, they can't take care of so much now. As long as the daughter can get favor and give birth to a child earlier, there will probably be no more of the official concubine. Mrs. Fu Jinhou tentatively proposed: "Empress, why don't we... just send the second girl to the royal palace?"

——Although your reputation will be slightly worse, the benefits in the future are real.

"It's OK." De Tai Guren agreed almost without thinking.

In fact, De Tai's noble man also has this meaning. Since Empress Dowager Hui'an did not build a plank road for her, she simply secretly went to Chencang. Anyway, even if Empress Dowager Hui'an knew about it, she couldn't really deal with her. After all, the niece had already become a concubine and would sooner or later become a woman of her son. When the raw rice was cooked, could Empress Dowager Hui'an still ask her to send her niece back to the Marquis's Mansion?

Little did they know that their actions were in line with the wishes of Empress Dowager Hui'an.

The grasshopper tied to the same rope with Ji Ziming, the more lawless the older she was, the more satisfied she would be. After a few years, when all the people on Ji Ziming's boat were beaten by the sea breeze, no one could use the last words of the late emperor and accused her and the emperor of accusing her of saying a word - it wasn't that she and the emperor were deliberately looking for trouble, but they were really going to the death, and she couldn't stop them.

So, half a month later, a sedan chair carried Miss Wu Er into the royal palace.

There was no cannon and drum music arranged by the Ministry of Rites, nor the ceremony showcased by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and only the blowjobs and beatings during ordinary marriages. This incident has attracted strong attention from people in the capital.

As De Tai said, after they took the initiative to send Concubine Wu into the palace, Empress Dowager Hui'an did not do anything to her and Ji Ziming. She only verbally scolded a few words of "uncompliance with the rules" and then it was left unresolved - they had already passed the bridal chamber, and it was indeed difficult to send it back.

What De Tai nobleman didn't know was that Empress Dowager Hui'an secretly issued an order, and if Concubine Wu asked for a visit to the palace, she would refuse.

The weather turned cold and it was getting colder. Ji Zishan unfortunately got caught in the cold wind and fell ill in bed with a weak look. Empress Dowager Hui'an and His Majesty Ji Ziqing immediately looked like they were facing a great enemy. His Majesty Ji Ziqing was busy with government affairs and could not keep staring at the sick fat sister all the time. Empress Dowager Hui'an was always with her little daughter, for fear that the small wind and cold that looked inconspicuous would cause another indescribable pain.

"She is good at it, it's time to take medicine." His Majesty Ji Ziqing was like a thoughtful old mother, coaxing her fat sister with a happy look.

Ji Zishan felt uncomfortable and was not in a good mood to pretend to be cute and cute again. She arched her arms in Empress Dowager Hui'an and muttered weakly: "The medicine is so bitter, I don't want to drink it-" The fat girl's weak and pitiful appearance immediately made Empress Dowager Hui'an feel very distressed. Empress Dowager Hui'an pasted her daughter's slightly hot forehead and coaxed her in a gentle voice, "Suffer the good medicine is bitter, and the disease will be cured after drinking bitter medicine."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing, who was holding the medicine bowl, thought for a while and said, "Fan, as long as you drink the medicine well, my brother will give you a fun gift."

"Is it a lucky doll again?" Little Princess Ji Zishan looked at the emperor's brother dejectedly, and said with a small mouth, "I am already a big child and don't like playing with lucky dolls anymore." - Sorry, giving lucky dolls as a reward for drinking medicine is no longer good.

Since he is a grown-up child, shouldn't he be sensible? Why don't he give him a honest medicine? After His Majesty Ji Ziqing whispered in his stomach, he said in a gentle tone: "Well, slap yourself and say, what gift do you want?"

Little Princess Ji Zishan blinked her eyes and said with thoughts: "That day, I saw the little brother practicing sword in the yard. I said he was good at practicing. The little brother said, " Big brother is good at practicing. Big brother, I want to see you practice sword too-"

"Okay, just drink medicine by fanning and curing the disease, and my elder brother will practice swords for you to see." His Majesty Ji Ziqing responded to everything.

After the two reached an agreement on the topic of "drinking medicine and rewards", Ji Zishan pinched her little nose and poured the bitter medicine in it. Then she almost wrinkled her little face into a bun: "It's so bitter, I want to eat candy!"

Empress Dowager Hui'an reached out and stuffed her fat daughter with a piece of plum candy.

After coaxing her fat daughter to take medicine and coaxing her to fall asleep and sweating, Empress Dowager Hui'an said to His Majesty Ji Ziqing in a gentle voice: "Qing'er, don't be too tired all day long. The court has raised so many officials, so they didn't ask them to eat imperial food for free." Back then, the late emperor died of a cold, and it was because of years of overwork that he did not bear it.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing said with warm eyes: "I know."

Three days later, Ji Zishan's cold recovered completely.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing, as he agreed at the beginning, played a particularly handsome swordsmanship in front of the fat girl. The weather was very good this day, with sunshine and warm dough. Ji Zishan was wearing a cotton jacket and skirt covered with golden plum blossoms. The hem, cuffs and collars were covered with a circle of snow-white fluffy fox fur, which made Ji Zishan very cute.

"Okay! Good-looking!" Ji Zishan, who was almost wearing a fat ball, sat in a wide chair covered with brocade cushions, slapped her little slaps excitedly. When His Majesty Ji Ziqing was holding the sword, the round Ji Zishan tried hard to jump off the chair, and then twisted and ran towards His Majesty Ji Ziqing, shouting sweetly, "Brother, I want to learn, I also want to learn sword practice! Teach me quickly!"

A fat red ball jumped around his legs. His Majesty Ji Ziqing raised his hand and asked Liu Quanshun to pick up the long sword. Then he bent down and sat up the fat sister beside his legs. He reached out and pinched the fat sister's little nose. He smiled and said with a smile: "It's very tiring and hard to learn sword practice. Brother should teach Fanfan to play the piano." After a pause, His Majesty Ji Ziqing praised him against his will, "It's so nice to play the piano. My brother likes to listen to Fanfan to play the piano the most."

"No, I have to learn sword practice. I am not afraid of fatigue or hard work!" Ji Zishan twisted and twisted on His Majesty Ji Ziqing's arm like a naughty naughty boy.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing had a headache - what are you little girl learning to practice swords? Are you killing chickens and ducks?

"If my brother doesn't teach me how to practice sword..." Ji Zishan turned her big eyes, then softened her shoulders on His Majesty Ji Ziqing, and shouted, "If my brother doesn't teach me how to practice swords, I will be sick again. Brother, I'm sick again, teach me quickly, you will be cured as soon as you teach me..."

His Majesty Ji Ziqing said laughing and crying: "Little girl, is there anyone who pretends to be sick like you?" He tilted his head and opened his mouth, and he fell ill now?

"I didn't pretend, I'm really sick!" Ji Zishan said without any guilt.

His Majesty Ji Ziqing was so entangled by the fat sister that he had no choice but to pity her for the first time he recovered from the cold. He couldn't bear to call the little guy disappointed and sad, so he ordered Liu Quanshun to find a light wooden sword, and then taught her to play for a while. His Majesty Ji Ziqing thought that the fat sister was just a fresh one, but the little girl became addicted to learning and had to ask him to practice once a day. If he refused to teach, the little girl would... be pretending to be sick again.

On this day, Ji Zishan held her own small wooden sword and returned from Qianming Palace to learn swords, she found that Concubine Rong Youshi was in Cining Palace. The three concubines and one concubine in the palace were already quite familiar with them. So Ji Zishan called out "Hello Empress of the Concubine", and then rushed to Empress Dowager Hui'an's leg and smiled and sweetly said: "Mother, I'm back from learning swords!"

Empress Dowager Hui'an bounced her daughter's forehead slightly and said speechlessly: "Suffer, why don't you learn? Why do you insist on pestering your elder brother to learn swords?" Is that something a girl should learn?

"It's fun to learn swords—" Little Princess Ji Zishan bulged her fleshy cheeks and said with her eyes shining.

Empress Dowager Hui'an poked the fat daughter's forehead again and glared at her: "You, you have spoiled your elder brother..." Although she said this, Empress Dowager Hui'an did not forget to instruct the palace maids to quickly bring up the newly prepared pastries and ask the baby girl who has a very good appetite to taste it.

While Ji Zishan was feasting with delicious pastries, Empress Dowager Hui'an turned her head slightly, looked at Concubine Rong with a slightly uncomfortable look, and said in a gentle tone: "Ziyuan is pregnant with a child. You, the biological mother, should also ask her to rest in the princess's house. She always runs into the palace every now and then, and you are not afraid of any accidents on the road..."

Concubine Rong twisted the handkerchief in her hand and said embarrassedly: "I have already told her, what I mentioned just now..."

Empress Dowager Hui'an curled her lips, and her tone was still calm: "As long as the eldest son-in-law works hard in the yamen, the emperor will naturally entrust with important tasks when he sees him being down-to-earth and progressive. Do you understand?"

Ji Zishan, who was eating pastries, said softly in her heart, knowing what Concubine Rong is doing again.

Speaking of which, when he was granting the marriage to Ji Ziyuan and You's elder brother-in-law, it was not very good-looking. His Majesty Ji Ziqing put a layer of ceremonies on the white prince-in-law You. Since it was a favor for the sake of face, it would not be a rich and rich yamen. After almost two years in the Qingshui yamen, You's elder brother-in-law was unhappy to continue doing it, so he instigated and bewitched his princess' wife and asked her to come to the palace to find Concubine Rong, and then Concubine Rong came to Empress Dowager Hui'an to plead with her.

After Empress Dowager Hui'an replied, Concubine Rong knew that the trip had failed again, so she had to get up and leave.
Chapter completed!