"Hey, I'll keep drinking this until I'm not going to be born? How fat this soup is! Since you came into the palace, my waist has gained a lot. If I continue eating like this, I'm afraid I'll eat it into a round pier."

Zhao Jiner smiled and said, "Your waist is not because you gain weight, but because your little prince in your belly has grown up! Besides, even if you gain weight, you will only look better. You have become thinner before, but if you become rounder, you will look better."

Wei Mianmian touched her cheek, “Really?

"Of course!" Zhao Jiner looked serious and glanced at the rouge on Wei Mianmian's face. She smiled and advised, "Empress, you are pregnant now. If you can do this, don't apply these things. As far as I know, rouge powder contains lead stones, which is not good for your body."

"Ah, really!? I will not apply these rouge anymore! Come on, throw away all the rouge and water powder on my dressing table!" Wei Mianmian was so scared that she lost her face.

Zhao Jiner laughed and stopped him, "Empress, your rouge and water powder are all good things, what a pity you threw it away! It can't be used now. After three months, the fetus will be firmly settled, and it can still be used!"

"No, no, no, I can't take any more risks. But you are right, these things are not guilty, and it's a pity to throw them away. The emperor dislikes the extravagant and wasteful concubines the most, so I can't open this. Doctor Zhao, look at what you like, pick out what you like, and take them out if you don't like them, and take them back and give them to others."

Zhao Jiner wanted to say that she didn't like to apply makeup too much, but seeing Wei Mianmian's passionate appearance, she was not easy to refuse, so she had to thank her, "thank you, Empress!"

Sure enough, Wei Mianmian was very happy to see her accepting her kindness, "Just don't dislike you."

Zhao Jiner walked to the window, opened the closed window, and said, "The Queen Mother is not in good health. Although it is not easy to blow cold wind, she should always open the window for breathability."

"Okay." Wei Mianmian now obeyed Zhao Jiner's words, and hurriedly said to the palace daughter again, "Did you hear me? Keep ventilating frequently."

The palace daughter took a small book and wrote down all of them one by one.

As palace ladies, they can only live a better life if their master is favored. The palace ladies are well aware of such a simple truth.

Their empress is in poor health and is now pregnant, so she naturally needs to take care of her. She will do whatever she says.

Next, Zhao Jiner gave a few more instructions, and the palace maids followed her humbly and took notes, just like the students in the medical hall.

Wei Mianmian was moved to see that she was very important and said, "Miss Zhao, I will ask you for this child in the future."

"Don't worry, Empress, as long as you have done well in these three months, you will be fine next." Zhao Jin'er said.

Wei Mianmian held her lower abdomen with one hand, her eyes trembled slightly, she was a little worried and a little scared, "I don't know if this time, I can pass through it safely."

Zhao Jiner quickly comforted her, "I will definitely do it."

It is certainly a good thing to have joy, but Wei Mianmian is worried about the first three months. If she had a baby like last time, she would probably not be able to bear it.

......

The next morning court.

Because Vivian Wei is pregnant, Emperor Wen of Jin, who has a child in his old age, has been very excited recently. He always goes to bed very late. Even so, he is still energetic when he goes to the morning court. There is a smile on his face when he sits on the dragon throne.

But the next moment, someone ruined his rare interest.

"Emperor, I heard that the Emperor asked Empress Wei to move into Changhua Palace?" A censor stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said with a bit of seriousness in his lowered words.

Emperor Wen of Jin hit his ministers in the face. These censors just made trouble when they had nothing to do. They knew what to do when they were stuck out their butts.

In the past, in order to create a good reputation as a wise monarch, Emperor Wen of Jin always treated these people as a pleasure. Today, when Wei Mianmian was involved, he spoke impatiently: "What are your objections?"
Chapter completed!