After everything was ready, Zhang Juling held his wife and went to the clean room.

"Husband, I can wash it myself."

Gu Han's face slowly turned red, and his little hand pushed his chest slightly.

But Zhang Juling lowered her head and kissed her earlobe, and whispered: "Be good, I believe in my husband, I don't do anything... Your belly is big and I'm alone in the bathtub, I'm not at ease."

The earlobe was Gu Han's sensitive part. As soon as it was touched, his body suddenly became soft.

"Just let the girls come and serve."

Gu Han gasped softly: "You... don't have to."

“No need for anything?”

Zhang Juling raised his eyebrows and said deliberately: "I must be better than them."

This person... Gu Han's apricot eyes widened.

She can't answer this kind of question.

After entering the clean room, Zhang Juling waved his hand and asked Taohong to retreat.

"I took off my clothes myself..."

Gu Han came out of Zhang Juling's arms, took a step back, and untied the tether from his middle clothes.

Zhang Juling was very relaxed and leaned against the door, staring at his wife's movements without turning his eyes.

Gu Han became even more shy and wanted to go up and cover his eyes.

"alright."

His wife's face turned red, and Zhang Juling no longer teased her.

He picked up his wife, who had only her bellyband, and put it in the steaming bathtub: "Whisk for a while, the water should be cold."

He picked up the cotton towel hanging beside him and soaked it in water, wrung it out, and wiped his wife's arms on the edge of the bathtub.

Gu Han: "..."

He really kept his word.

rare.

Zhang Juling was afraid that his wife would catch a cold, so his hands and feet were very fast, and he didn't have enough time for half an hour.

He hugged his wife who was so fragrant and smooth that she was washing, and returned to the stepping bed.

His hands and feet were warm, and he was holding a human-shaped pillow. After Gu Han lay down for a while, he fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was almost noon.

The sun shines into the room through the window, bright and brilliant, and a rare good weather.

"Mrs. What do you want to eat for breakfast?"

Taohong hung up the tent and asked her with a smile.

"Whatever."

Gu Han stretched lazily and slept.

The whole person felt relaxed.

"Where is the third young master?"

She subconsciously.

Taohong took a water-green embroidered orchid croaker and handed it to Gu Han: "I went to the yamen early in the morning."

Gu Han smiled and got out of bed.

He took the wet and hot handkerchief from Taolu's hand and cleaned his hands and washed his face.

The warm sunshine shines on your body, so comfortable.

She ate a bowl of eight-treasure longan porridge with boiled eggs, went out to the yard for a while, and sat on the couch of Xiangfei embroidered the bellyband worn by the child.

The patterns were the plum blossoms she chose to pronounce the spring, and the colors were very festive and bright.

Life is so fast, and the annual Mid-Autumn Festival will be the next few days.

At this time of year, Gu Han brings some gifts to Gu’s house to visit his mother.

But this year, she touched her belly... let it go.

The month is getting older, so it is inconvenient to go anywhere.

What's more, Doctor Song also reminded her not to work hard, and I think her mother would understand.

The breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of hosta flowers.

Somewhat sweet.

And Yang Siyuan gave a funeral the day before the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Zhu You was arbitrarily expressing his holy heart and posthumously awarded Yang Siyuan as Taibao, with the posthumous title of "Xiaozhong".

Yang Siyuan died.

According to etiquette, Yang Ruo must hold mourning for three years, and he will not be allowed to engage in major marriages, will not be appointed as an official, and will not be a good fortune. It is also known as the observance of the system of Ding and Worry.

You can only be reinstated after three years.

The next day is August 15th - Mid-Autumn Festival.

Also known as Yuexi.

Zhu Youwang talked about the evening moon ceremony during the morning court, and the Ministry of Rites was fully responsible.

Huang Ke, the Minister of Personnel, took the list: "Sir, I have something unknown to me."

"But it's okay."

"Will the moon sacrifice ceremony be held in Baohe Hall or Zhonghe Hall?"

Zhu Youwang frowned: "You are an old minister, why do you still ask about this kind of thing?

All the ceremonies in the palace were in Baohe Palace..." Before he finished speaking, he felt uncomfortable in his chest and fainted from his head.

If I hadn't sat on the dragon throne, I'd probably have fallen.

"Master, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Youwang's leader, the eunuch, was the first to discover an abnormality.

Zhu You waved his hand and signaled him to be quiet. He rested alone for a while before speaking: "It's okay."

He has always been like this recently and has no energy than before. Maybe he is old.

Zhu Gaozhi's eyes flashed.

His Highness and all the ministers were shocked and looked at each other. Seeing that the emperor disagreed, no one said anything for a moment.

Prince Yu Zhu Gaodong stepped forward and bowed, "Father, mother has set up a Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet in Baohe Hall."

"oh."

Zhu You thought for a moment and said to Huang Ke: "...Then let's get Zhonghe Palace."

Huang Ke should "yes" and bowed and retreated.

After the court, Zhu Gaozhi went straight to his mother's residence, Chonghua Palace.

Concubine Xian was strolling in the yard with her snarling hands.

"Good mother."

Zhu Gaozhi bowed and bowed.

"You're here?"

Concubine Xian asked lightly without raising her head, "What's wrong this time?"

"Mother's wife."

Zhu Gaozhi strengthened his tone: "You can't be so cold to me just because of my fourth brother's departure.

Compared to him, I am your biological son.

Are you so favorable to one person?”

"Zhi'er, in the heart of my mother, you and Yi'er are brothers, and your palms and backs are all flesh, and I love you the same as me."

Concubine Xian sighed: "...I am not cold to you, but I'm not cold to you in the northwest. Life and death are unknown... As a mother, she is always worried, so how can she have the heart to care about anything else."

"Mother, you're really worried."

Zhu Gaozhi comforted her: "No matter what, the fourth brother will be fine.

He is a prince after all, and we know that he made a mistake and was punished by his father to the northwest... But outsiders don't know.

Everyone thought he was going to the Northwest Military Camp to train... Besides, who has the courage to assassinate the royal descendants?
To be continued...