Author: Hua Mingyou

When Chi Xia came back from Yuhua Pavilion, it was almost dark.

When he entered the room, he saw Yongzheng sitting at the table and reading the note. His posture did not change much from her before going out. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, retreated to the door and waved to Su Peisheng.

"The Emperor has been inside?"

Su Peisheng had no choice but to say: "That's right? The slave tea has been changed for three or four times, and the emperor has never moved much."

Chi Xia had no choice but to make some porridge and snacks. Haven’t you been too busy lately?"

I have time to take a walk with her every night.

Su Peisheng had already prepared it. When she heard that she said it, someone immediately took it. He smiled and said, "Empress is here, so I won't be busy."

Chi Xia understood it. It turned out that she had to finish it before she came back, so she had time to take a walk with her at night.

Su Peisheng smiled and said, "This is the empress's own intelligence, not the secret that the slave told me."

Chi Xia felt that her belly had slightly affected her vision.

There are many thresholds in the palace, and with something in her hand, she even intends to control herself to walk slowly.

Before he could approach the desk, Yongzheng saw her as soon as he looked up, and quickly got up and took what was in her hand: "Where is Su Peisheng? Why did you ask you to take this?"

"He wants to come in, but you don't give him any face," Chi Xia refused to let him sit back: "I've been sitting for too long, get up and move on."

Yongzheng followed the good deeds and said, "Go out for a walk?"

"I mean you want to get up and move, so I don't need it anymore," Chi Xia patted her stomach: "I walked back from Yuhua Pavilion and went around to the Imperial Hospital to see Zhang Ruoji."

After enough activity, the little dumplings in her belly have begun to respond to her with a move.

Chi Xia handed him tea: "Is it time for a draft next year?"

Yongzheng paused and almost couldn't hold the teacup firmly: "Why did you suddenly remember this? What did someone say in front of you?"

"That's not." No one in the palace is so ignorant now.

Chi Xia also took a sip of tea and told him about asking Concubine Qi to draw the design drawings: "I think you have a good vision for selecting people and have a skill."

When Yongzheng saw her praising Concubine Qi seriously, his heart suddenly felt soft: "Everyone has something he is good at."

But not everyone can be discovered and have the opportunity to show their talents.

But Chi Xia tried her best to make them have a "career".

If Nian and Guo were tasked, Geng and Li were discovered by themselves and found ways to find something that was suitable for them.

Chi Xia agreed: "So... Can you choose a very good account settlement for me? I need two accountants to build the factory of the Office of the Interior."

Yongzheng:...

I never expected that she asked about the draft for this.

He felt that the softness just now turned into sour bubbles: "...I want me to give the draft??"

Chi Xia was silent.

Yongzheng pinched his eyebrows: "Then I have laid the foundation for the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia for more than half a year. Isn't it all in vain for any explicit hint?"

So, he really planned not to give a draft in the future...

Chi Xia's eyes heated up and she leaned her face to his lips and rubbed it.

After blinking, he performed a dramatic sentence: "Your love and your hard work are all wrong after all?"

Yongzheng was angry at her and laughed: "What do you think?"

"I think we shouldn't choose either. We can choose a female official. Those who want to be a female official in the court will continue to send the girl to choose, and those who don't want to marry themselves. What do you think?"

"Let's discuss it again," Yongzheng saw that her belly was rising and falling, and he was a little worried: "Why are you moving so hard? Do you want to pass it on to the imperial physician to take a look?"

Chi Xia shook her head: "It's okay, maybe I've walked too much today? Just take a break."

In fact, when you enter the late stage of pregnancy, the fetal movement is no longer as loud as before.

Based on the 36-week full term, after the Mid-Autumn Festival, it will be almost full term. If the estimated delivery period is calculated for the entire 40-week period, the child should have been born in mid-September.

Yongzheng was a little uneasy. He felt that Chi Xia's face and physical strength seemed not as good as before: "Starting tomorrow, if you want to go out, you have to let Liu Yuduo follow you."

Chi Xia was about to object.

Yongzheng frowned: "I'm not relieved. You just think it's for me to ask for peace of mind."

Chi Xia agreed seriously: "In a few days, I won't go out these days. When the Mid-Autumn Festival family dinner is over, the factory will start construction. I will go to the factory to see it."

As Mid-Autumn Festival approaches, the temperature is still very high when the sun is shining during the day, and it starts to feel a little chill at night.

The imperial physician did not allow her to be greedy for coolness, so she collected summer things in the Yangxin Palace early, and even the evening snack turned into hot red bean paste and tremium soup.

Chi Xia was a little hot when she slept halfway. She turned over and felt a pain in her waist. She heard a vague "Niannian!"

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Yongzheng sitting up suddenly, and beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead slid down.

She subconsciously touched Yongzheng's hand: "I'm here, are you uncomfortable?"

Yongzheng woke up, but he was not uncomfortable, but the situation in the dream clearly made him scared, which made him feel a little breathless.

Chi Xia sat up with him, reached out and stroked his spine: "Are you having a nightmare again?"

When he was just reborn, he often had various dreams of losing his country when he ascended the throne, and was trapped in Tailing. She had encountered several times.

But it hasn't been there for a long time since they came back from Fujian. After she moved into the Yangxin Palace, she never saw him awake from a dream again.

"Well..." Yongzheng didn't say much, and helped her lie down, as if he was calm: "I haven't dreamed of these things for a long time."

Chi Xia was still confused and shrank into his arms: "Don't be afraid, dreams are all against each other."

Seeing that she quickly fell asleep again, Yongzheng quietly touched her eyebrows.

Just now, he dreamed that Chi Xia was enjoying flowers in the Yuhua Pavilion. Suddenly the child in her belly was about to be born. She was lying alone on the bed, and the pain was heartbreaking, but the rest of the women pushed her belly regardless of the care.

He wanted to call the imperial physician, but his body could not move at all. He could only stand in the air and watched her exhausted and exhaust her last bit of physical strength.

It was not until the moment she closed her eyes that he finally took back his body.

But the people around him knelt all over the ground, all advising him to mourn him.

Sacrifice?

Why should I be mourned? His thoughts are still waiting for him. He doesn’t need mourning, he wants to find her!

But when he pushed everyone away and broke into the inner room, he saw the quiet Chi Xia and the quiet child beside her.

And the red sky is full of red.

"Niannian, don't leave me."

Yongzheng took a deep breath, and carefully traced his fingertips along Chi Xia's eyebrows before dispelling the fragments from his dream just now.

Seeing that she was sweating slightly on her forehead, but she was sleeping soundly, she wiped her sweat, changed into a thin quilt, and quietly got up.

Anzi and Miaomiao were on night tonight. Yongzheng clicked them and signaled them to come out: "Take a few people and pack up Yongshou Palace according to your master's preferences, and move all the things from Yuhua Pavilion over."
Chapter completed!