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It was bright and bright.

Zhao Wujiang got up early, circulated the acupoints of the Indestructible Divine Art on one side, and devoured the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.

Now he is only one step away from the third-grade master, but he has not felt like he has broken through the realm for a long time and cannot force his break through the realm, as that will make it less than worth the loss.

After completing his practice, he felt refreshed and went to inspect the harem again.

Now, after the harem is purged, it seems much colder. Many eunuchs and palace maids become more respectful when they see Zhao Wujiang, and there is also a lot of fear.

Zhao Wujiang had already walked to Qifeng Palace without realizing it.

The palace maids and eunuchs in Qifeng Palace were about to report, but Zhao Wujiang waved his hand to stop him. He slowly stepped on the bluestone slab and walked towards the bedroom.

It was already a bit cold in early winter. Before Zhao Wujiang could approach the bedroom, he saw Qing'er wearing a thick winter jacket cheering and jumping over.

In Qifeng Palace, Qing'er did not hesitate to hold Zhao Wujiang's arm directly, which was both resentful and joyful.

Zhao Wujiang had never come to Qifeng Palace so early for some time. Even if he came on weekdays, he would just come to see if the empress was healthy, whether the medicinal herbs were complete, whether there was any discomfort, etc.

I rarely communicate with her.

After eating the marrow and knowing the taste, Qing'er always accidentally thinks of Zhao Wujiang's figure when serving the empress, and the loneliness of the groundless wind follows her.

Even in the face of the Empress's gentle questions, she openly admitted that she liked Zhao Wujiang and even asked the Empress to make a move.

Because she knew that there were too many sisters in the harem who covet Zhao Wujiang, no matter how many of the personal maids of the empresses of each palace did not covet it?

She wanted to take Zhao Wujiang off early, hold the treasure into her arms, and not be taken away by others.

Qing'er and Zhao Wujiang walked side by side, talking about interesting things that have happened in recent days, and occasionally laughed like silver bells, and laughed to the bedroom while talking.

A faint fragrance of medicine has floated out, and it is Dugu Mingyue who is boiling medicine.

Qing'er uttered a roar, said terrible, and quickly pushed the door open, full of apology and wanted to take the little palm-leaf fan from the empress's hand.

Dugu Mingyue sat on the chair. As her lower abdomen gradually bulged, her diet and daily life changed, her figure became much plump and full, and her whole body became softer and gentler.

She did not blame Qing'er, but smiled gently, shook her head, indicating that she could do something within her ability, which would also be beneficial to the fetus in her belly.

Zhao Wujiang greeted him, Dugu Mingyue nodded softly, and she completely trusted Zhao Wujiang.

After all, Zhao Wujiang came out of his palace and cured the emperor's "stubborn disease" and even gave her a suggestion, and was favored by the emperor and became pregnant with a dragon seed.

And she has protected her more than once, and has carefully diagnosed her with medicines to nourish her fetus and calm her nerves, etc.

She talked with Zhao Wujiang and asked about some other things that needed to be paid attention to. From time to time, she stroked her lower abdomen with kind eyes, and her whole body exuded the brilliance of maternality.

Zhao Wujiang looked at it and sighed. Dugu Mingyue's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and he also restrained the majesty of the lord of the harem. Perhaps he was afraid that the majesty would hurt the child who had not yet been born in the womb.

Being a mother is strong, and being a mother is more kind.

The cold winter has arrived, and I don’t know if I can pass through it safely. It is the end of the spring of the next year... Zhao Wujiang carefully took the pulse for Dugu Mingyue. After confirming that there was no approximation, he gave a few more words, then stood up and said goodbye and left.

Qing'er sent Zhao Wujiang to the gate of Qifeng Palace. Zhao Wujiang rubbed her increasingly beautiful and bright face and told her to take good care of the Empress.

The wind in early winter was a little cold, and Zhao Wujiang tightened his clothes. Before going to Lanzhou, there was something to do.

He wanted to teach those pharmacists with clean backgrounds in the Imperial Hospital how to diagnose abnormalities in the human body, such as possible insects, etc.

Then, he would have a free free medical consultation for all the officials in the court this winter.
Chapter completed!