Pampered Into Being The Empress

The weather in Bianjing in Shengchun became warmer, and the flowers and trees in the Yongxi Forbidden Palace quietly revealed the fresh greenery.

At this time, Rong Xi's birth was four months old, and he was beginning to be pregnant. He had never suffered from the sickness of ecstasy, and his appetite was much larger than before.

Maybe it was because the fetus in the belly developed too fast, but she was more tired than before. Rong Xi was prone to night sweats, and her calves always twitched suddenly. Her body was actually more delicate than the previous few months.

The sky in Bianjing is still a little bit chilly. Rong Xi has never been to the East Palace this month. Fortunately, the East Palace occupies a large area. If you feel bored, you can feed the fish in the pond. The days are still comfortable.

Rong Xi counted the days in his heart. She and Mu Huai's child should be born in the early autumn of this year. Whether it is a man or a woman, it is her precious treasure.

Rong Xi's heart softened when he thought of the appearance of a newborn baby.

As her abdomen was growing and Bianjing was about to welcome the summer, Mu Huai summoned people from the Shangyi Bureau to come to the East Palace to tailor her figure and make some new clothes.

In the past, for ordinary concubines to tailor clothing, it was enough to call in a few princes. This was only the treatment for higher-rank concubines.

But Rong Xi did not expect that the chief official of the Shangyi Bureau would personally come to the East Palace to measure her clothes. This time, two Fengyu and four clothing workers came, and the battle was not small.

Seeing this dark feeling in the east palace, this Rong Liangdi was really favored and enjoyed the heavenly honor given to her by the prince.

Mu Huai ordered such old people to come over, in order to think that women should all like to dress up, Rong Xi stayed in the East Palace obediently like a warbler in a cage this month, and never complained to him.

In line with the idea that women are honored to please themselves, Mu Huai wanted to use these clothes to please her.

When he was the emperor in the previous life, he was not extravagant, and he also hated the arrogant and lustful monarchs.

Especially the kind of dizzy master who spends a lot of money for beauties and searches for the people.

In this world, he has the beauty of Rong Xi, and he is ultimately not immune.

Unconsciously, I want to pamper this woman. I want to reward her with any luxury and precious things.

Mu Huai thought, now his behavior is as usual.

After all, the woman had a misfortune, and he naturally wanted to give her the treatment she deserved.

Rong Xi was excited by the presence of so many people in the Shangyi Bureau, but not because of the excitement of a woman who is pleased with herself.

After Yu Zhaorong died, she almost became the prince of the Shangyi Bureau. When she was a female officer next to Yu Zhaorong, she had a good relationship with the female officials of the Sixth Bureau of the Neizhu Division.

Rong Xi’s favorite is the study of clothing patterns, and she also has a keen interest in weaving and embroidery. If Mu Huai and Mu Qian had no shortage of people at that time, then she should now be doing her favorite errands at the Shangyi Bureau. .

But who could have expected that she, a little court lady, became the prince's concubine and was pregnant with the prince's heir.

Thinking about it, Rong Xi shook his head helplessly.

After a while, her abdomen will grow bigger, so when one of Fengyu personally measures her body, she has to leave room for it. It takes time to make clothes, so the clothes should be bigger.

Shangyi ordered the clothing worker to show Rong Xi all kinds of precious embroidery and brocade one by one. She originally thought that Rong Liangdi came from the folks, but she didn't know which one was which, but she didn't think about this Liangdi. Actually know every embroidery.

What is Hanren embroidery, what is Shu embroidery, and what is weaving Qiluo, I am familiar with everything.

When Na Shangyi Supervisor was slightly surprised, he also secretly thought that this Rong Liangdi was the one who was favored by the arrogant prince, even if he came from the folks, he would never be an empty-headed embroidered pillow. She brought her officials to the East Palace, but she had to be cautious and respectful to serve her.

Rong Xi picked up the brocade, but he heard Shang Yi Jian’s words flattering: “Most of these embroidery products are traded with Liang Ma, Yan Guo and Ye Guo. Everything is very expensive. Liang Di was born beautiful, so it should be used as a lining. satin."

After all, Supervisor Shang Yi looked at Rong Xi's expression.

Seeing that Rong Xi’s face was very calm, she sighed and whispered softly: "How come Daqi can't come up with a few world-famous embroidery, these years, the satin of the Chinese dress worn by the noble lady of Bianjing, They were all bought from other countries."

Her voice was very delicate, which made Na Shangyi listen with a sense of familiarity. She darkly felt that this delicate voice was very similar to the grand palace lady who had served Yu Zhaorong before.

Supervisor Shang Yi quickly converged his mind, and replied respectfully: “These embroidery products are tedious to produce. Take this Ye Guo national embroidery Han Ren embroidery as an example. It takes a long time for a digital embroiderer to embroider the tattoo every day. A horse. To get a treasure, it takes longer processes and man-hours."

Rong Xi gave a hum, looking at the satin that had consumed a lot of gold, and only let the people from Shangyi Bureau make four clothes.

Two people in daily clothes and two in bed clothes.

As for the costumes for the feast, she wears Liangdi's life clothes.

The supervisor of Shang Yi was taken aback, and it was said that Rong Liangdi was a domineering and arrogant woman. She thought that this time, Rong Liangdi could not make at least dozens of Chinese clothes.

Unexpectedly, she actually only made four clothes!

Shang Yijian was puzzled, and asked: "...Rong Liangdi, don't you make more clothes? This court lady has four uniforms every season."

As soon as the words were over, Rong Xi's expression remained unchanged, but Dan Xiang glanced at Shang Yi Jian.

Shang Yijian immediately realized that she had said something wrong. How could she be so stupid as to compare Prince Liangdi with a maid, fortunately, Rong Liangdi didn't bother her.

The supervisor of Shangyi turned off the topic and handed a pile of patterns painted in the form of hairpins to Rong Xi, and said: "The clothing worker also took some good jade materials, and some precious gemstones, Dongzhu, Liangdi Choose whichever you like, and when the servant returns to the Shangyi Bureau, he sends someone to find a craftsman to fight it out."

Rong Xi looked down and flipped through the patterns at will. She didn't want to decorate the hairpin, but Mu Huai wanted to reward her. She had to take care of his face.

She knows best what is in mind when men appreciate women's stuff.

So I picked a few at random, handed it to the person who was in charge of the clothing supervisor, and said softly: "The clothing supervisor randomly hits a few hairpins according to these patterns. As for the treasures, I trust the vision of the clothing supervisor. You choose."

The supervisor of Shangyi respectfully said that before leaving, he still felt that this Rong Liangdi always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

After the people from the Shangyi Bureau left the East Palace, Dan Xiang presented the account books of the East Palace's expenses this month, and handed them over to Rong Xi.

Rong Xi's black hair is half-stranded, with only a graceful magnolia hairpin on the side of the bun. The bright side face looks very calm. She has thick and long eyelashes, and she looks down when she looks at the account book, like walking from a painting. The beauty that came out.

Such a beautiful picture is so admirable that people can't look away.

Dan Xiang blinked, always feeling that Rong Liangdi looked like the old aunt Rong, with the same surname and the same voice.

After she entered the East Palace, she never asked her the names of her servants, but she was able to recognize the names of every palace lady and eunuch.

For more than a month, I was also doing Aunt Rong's previous errands, taking care of the trivial affairs of the East Palace for the prince.

Danxiang presented tea to Rong Xi, and after placing it in the sandalwood case, he softly persuaded: "Liangdi... You are pregnant with a hard time, so take a break."

Rong Xi nodded, but Meimu did not move from the account book.

Seeing Danxiang still standing by her side, Rong Xi couldn't help being calm, and replied in a soft voice: "After a while, the East Palace has a concubine, so I can be a leisurely concubine, and now I have to take care of your highness. These trivial things."

When Dan Xiang saw Rong Xi mentioning the word Zhengfei, her expression was very calm, and she couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

Some time ago, people from the Ritual Department came to teach Rong Liangdi how to practice etiquette. She learned very fast, and now that everything she does is elegant and graceful, not at all like from the folks, but her temperament is like a lady of the family.

She was born so beautiful, not because of her poor status.

Rong Liangdi is worthy of being a prince if it is aside.

Dan Xiang felt that Rong Xi was upset in her heart, lowered her head and said, "Liangdi can rest assured, even if a newcomer enters the East Palace, the most important woman in the Prince's heart is still Liangdi, and no one can get past you."

After these words, Rong Xi finally put down his account books.

Although he knew that Danxiang was speaking for her master, Rong Xi didn't want her to have such disqualified presumptuous thoughts.

She spoke a little deeper, and said to Dan Xiang: "Don't talk about these things in the future. If you let others listen, it will cause trouble to the prince."

Dan Xiang immediately admitted that he was wrong, and did not dare to say anything more.

Rong Xi trusted Dan Xiang as his servant girl.

But even if it is trust, you must also understand the art of imperialism, and don't let the female envoy who is close to her speak quickly.

Because in the future, Danxiang's words and deeds will represent her words and deeds.

Although Danxiang was smarter than the court lady next to her, she was not too heavy-tempered. She had to mention her.

Rong Xi saw that Danxiang was a little calm, his tone was lighter, and he ordered her: "Go and see if the lunch is done. The prince will go back to the East Palace today."

Not long after Dan Xiang had retreated, Mu Huai returned to the East Palace.

On days when courtiers rested, Mu Huai was still busy and had no habit of rest.

He is not wearing a robe and court clothes today, only a dull shirt, tall and straight, with an extremely handsome face.

Rong Xi always felt that he was wearing dark clothes, seeing that his aura was too strong, even a little compelling.

After walking into the side hall, Mu Huai shifted his gaze to the woman's Weilong belly, remembering that both of them felt the fetal movement last night, and he thought it was amazing.

He was a man in two lives, but it was his first time as a father and husband.

Rong Xi's fetus moved last night, but he was a little at a loss when he was excited.

He sat next to Rong Xi and asked in a low voice, "After Gu left this morning, did the child trouble you?"

As he said, he held the woman's delicate soft, but felt that cold sweat was oozing out of the delicate little Liangdi's hands.

Today, her body is more exhausted than before. Fortunately, he tried to suppress the rumors that she was the daughter of a guilty minister, and he also severely punished the palace servants who chewed her tongue, so that she would not be allowed to break her mouth because of outsiders' words. Worry about God.

Rong Xi leaned in his arms, shook his head, and replied: "The baby is very good and didn't make a concubine."

Mu Huai Shicai's cold face gradually calmed down. He saw the pattern on the bed of Luohan and asked the woman in his arms softly, "Do you like all the hairpin patterns presented by the Shangyi Bureau today?"

Rong Xi nodded and said softly, "There are several, and my concubine likes them very much."

This makes the man very satisfied, and he has a full sense of accomplishment.

She likes it.

Mu Huai couldn't help but frown when he saw Rong Xi's stunning face looked a little faint.

He had previously thought that after capturing this woman, he would keep her in the East Palace and let her be a caged finches.

But this sparrow stayed in the golden wire cage for a long time, and it was beautiful, but it was always pitiful.

The fragrance on a woman's body is even more intoxicating due to pregnancy.

Mu Huai kissed her forehead, and said in a low voice: "In the past few months, bear with me. After the child is born, whether you want to go hunting in the outer suburbs, climb high and look far away, or cruise in the middle of the lake, lonely I will accompany you."