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The sky is bright.
Zhao Wujiang got up early and activated one of his acupoints, the Vajra Indestructible Magic Skill, to swallow up the spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Now he is only one step away from being a third-grade master, but he still has no feeling of breaking through, and he cannot forcefully break through, otherwise the gain will outweigh the loss.
After practicing, he felt refreshed and went to inspect the harem again.
Now that the harem was purged, it seemed a lot colder. Many eunuchs and maids became more respectful when they saw Zhao Wujiang, and there was also a lot of fear in them.
Zhao Wujiang had arrived at Qifeng Palace unknowingly.
The maids and eunuchs of Qifeng Palace were about to report, but Zhao Wujiang waved his hand to stop him. He slowly stepped on the bluestone and walked towards the palace.
It was already a bit cold in early winter. Before Zhao Wujiang approached the palace, he saw Qing'er wearing a thick winter coat jumping up and down with joy.
In Qifeng Palace, Qing'er didn't shy away and directly took Zhao Wujiang's arm, feeling resentful and happy at the same time.
Zhao Wujiang had not come to Qifeng Palace so early in some time. Even if he came on weekdays, he would only come to see if the empress was in good health, if the medicinal materials were complete, if there was any discomfort, etc.
I rarely communicate with her anymore.
After eating marrow and understanding its taste, Qing'er always inadvertently thought of Zhao Wujiang's figure while serving his empress, and the unfounded loneliness followed him like a shadow.
Even in the face of her empress' gentle questions, she openly admitted that she liked Zhao Wujiang and even asked her empress to help him.
Because she knows that there are too many sisters in the harem who covet Zhao Wujiang. How many of the personal maids of each palace empress do not covet him?
She wanted to capture Zhao Wujiang as soon as possible, hold the baby in her arms, and prevent it from being snatched away by others.
Qing'er and Zhao Wujiang walked side by side, talking about interesting things in recent days, and sometimes burst into laughter like silver bells. They laughed all the way to the bedroom while talking.
The faint fragrance of medicine has wafted out, and it was Dugu Mingyue who was boiling medicine.
Qing'er ouched and said something bad, and quickly opened the door and walked in. He was full of apologies and wanted to take the little cattail leaf fan from the empress' hand.
Dugu Mingyue was sitting on the chair. As her belly grew bigger and her diet changed, her figure became plumper and fuller, and her whole person became softer and gentler.
She did not blame Qing'er, but smiled gently, shook her head, and indicated that she could do something within her power to move, which would also be good for the fetus in her belly.
Zhao Wujiang saw the gift, and Dugu Mingyue nodded softly. She completely trusted Zhao Wujiang.
After all, Zhao Wujiang came from his own palace, cured the emperor's "stubborn illness", and even offered advice to her. He gained the emperor's favor and became pregnant with a dragon seed.
He also protected her more than once, and gave her caring diagnosis and prescription of medicines to nourish her fetus and calm her nerves, etc.
She and Zhao Wujiang talked to each other, asking about things that needed attention. From time to time, she touched her belly with loving eyes, and her whole person exuded the brilliance of motherhood.
Zhao Wujiang looked in his eyes and sighed with emotion. Dugu Mingyue's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and she was also restraining her majesty as the master of the harem, perhaps because she was afraid that her majesty would hurt the unborn child in her belly.
Being a mother makes you strong, being a mother makes you kind.
Winter has arrived, and I don't know if I can survive it safely until the end of spring next year... Zhao Wujiang carefully diagnosed Dugu Mingyue's pulse again. After confirming that it was impossible, he explained a few words, stood up and left.
Qing'er sent Zhao Wujiang to the gate of Qifeng Palace. Zhao Wujiang rubbed her increasingly charming and beautiful face and told her to take good care of the empress.
The early winter wind was a bit cold, so Zhao Wujiang tightened his clothes. He still had some things to do before going to Lanzhou.
He wanted to teach the pharmacists with clean backgrounds in Tai Hospital how to diagnose abnormalities in the human body, such as the possible presence of poisonous insects and so on.
Then, he would provide a free clinic for all the officials in the court this winter.
