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”Don't think that His Majesty is the only one who is nervous. The pressure from the empress is no less than from His Majesty.” Wang Rong said with a smile.

”What if the Imperial Lower Consort Lan gives birth to the eldest son?” Yun Chang asked.

Wang Rong smiled. ”Even if it's the eldest son of the Emperor, his mother is still me. All the children in the harem must address me as their mother. I just hope that the more children there are, the better.

When Zhu Yijun came to the Kunning Palace, Wang Rong and the others immediately called for the Imperial Lower Consort Lan to get up, ”I was negligent, you have a special body now, so please don't come after the child has landed.”

”Concubine, thank you for your pity.” Imperial Lower Consort Lan said.

”Let's go into the Kunning Palace to rest first. We'll head back to the palace after calling the chariot.” Wang Rong He said.

Zhu Yijun laughed, ”Now that the Imperial Lower Consort Lan is the first place in Zitong's heart, I'm about to step down.”

Wang Rong said as she grabbed onto Zhu Yijun's hand. She smiled and said, ”She's still at the entrance of the palace. The second imperial concubine hasn't left yet.”

”Only you and me can be heard by others?” Zhu Yijun pouted.

Wang Rong ignored him and asked palace maid to help him to walk towards the Western Warm Pavilion. The charcoal fire was just right and the tea was hot, so she prepared it well with her hands covering her palms. Wang Rong asked the Imperial Lower Consort Lan about her recent life at the Western Warm Pavilion, ”How are you feeling now? If you want to eat something, then let the Shang Dynasty's warden do it himself. He told them to leave a pregnant woman stove for you, and if you felt any discomfort, he had to call for an imperial physician. The imperial physician was always ready for you as well. palace maid has to admit that you took care of things that you didn't take care of properly, but now, you can't endure even the slightest bit of grievance. ”

”I thank the Empress for her concern. The concubine is doing fine.” Imperial Lower Consort Lan said, ”She has Beauty Wang accompanying me, she is extremely careful at every turn, and is even more considerate than me.”

”The two of you live in Jingyang Palace, you should take care of each other.” Wang Rong and Wen Yan said, ”In the past, the two of you had very good words to say to each other when you were at Chuxiu Palace.

Wang Rong He couldn't just leave His Majesty hanging there in the air. After exchanging a few more words, he left for the Eastern Warm Pavilion. Zhu Yijun, however, did not need to be called out to. He leaned on the table and drew on a piece of paper with a pen, even calling out the music of Faculty Division. Today, the person who had come was playing the lute, not hugging the lute, but behind the screen, did not show his face.

”Today, your majesty is going to visit the Imperial Lower Consort Lan at the Jingyang Palace.” Wang Rong He sat down and explained. After a while, he realized that Zhu Yijun was smearing a masterpiece made by her in the morning, and became a little angry, ”Your majesty, why are you changing my painting again?”

”Zitong, this isn't a random drawing, it's turning into something miraculous.” Zhu Yijun said in a serious tone.

”Then this painting was painted by me, and it was even drawn by Your Majesty.” Wang Rong asked.

”Isn't this simple? It's just a seal drawn by the two of us.” Zhu Yijun said unconcerned.

”Your Majesty, I would like to preserve my own paintings at every stage so that I can understand my own improvements and shortcomings.” Wang Rong tactfully expressed that she only wanted to cover herself with a seal.

”That won't stop you?” After all, my brush strokes are completely different from yours. ” Zhu Yijun said, ”Thank you, Zitong, for giving us the illusion of being able to compare to Hui Zong.”

”I can't afford to accept your Majesty's request.” Wang Rong He said, ”Your Majesty wants me to kneel because Jiaotai Palace is not enough to satisfy you, right?” Is Song Huizong someone who is easy to compare with? Especially when the Emperor went to compete with him.

”It's just a joke, and Zitong actually took it seriously?” Zhu Yijun said. We will be staying at the Kunning Palace today and shall head there tomorrow. ” He put down his brush and beckoned Wang Rong He to come over to his side. He placed his hand on Wang Rong He's stomach and said, ”I originally thought that my eldest son would come out from here. He is both a descendant and a long son.

”Your Majesty, don't say that.” Wang Rong He said, ”The children of Imperial Lower Consort Lan are also very good, it was my bad luck.”

”You aren't pestering me at all. Our Kunning Palace has only been here for eight or nine days a month, and we still have to throw away the first fifteen to fifteen days. Now that we're here, you still want us to leave.” Zhu Yijun said as he held onto Wang Rong's hand.

”Who asked me to be the Queen?” Wang Rong He said.

”Is the Queen not a woman? Long night, cold bed alone, not lonely, not cold? ” Zhu Yijun asked.

”When you sleep, warm your bed with a hot stove. It's not cold when you lie down. It's so comfortable that you fall asleep immediately.” She looked at Zhu Yijun, ”Then can Your Majesty go take a look at the Jingyang Palace now, and come back to eat with me later?”

”The first time that the Imperial Lower Consort Lan was born, she needed the most attention of her majesty.” Wang Rong She said, ”No matter how much the Queen Mother and I care about each other, we can't compare to the value that the Emperor has given to me by personally going to the Jingyang Palace.”

”F * ck off.” Zhu Yijun stood up and said helplessly. The order of the Empress must not be disobeyed. ”