Chapter 670

"Since it's holding, go and get a bowl of sour plum soup." Xuanjue faces the wonderful way waiting on one side.

Miaoling immediately reflected, picked the curtain and went out.

Suddenly, a chill came into the hall. Wen Wanqing pulled his fur and moved to xuanjue, trying to draw some warmth from him.

"Why are you so afraid of the cold?" Now it's only November, and it hasn't snowed yet. Xuanjue holds her in her arms and says to Yingxue, "let's go and get the silver charcoal."

"Yes." Yingxue bows slightly and goes out to get it.

Before walking out of the hall, he was called back by Wen Wanqing: "come back, don't use any charcoal pots, so as not to make people laugh. You can just get a lady Tang to come over."

"Who dares to laugh at you, the body is important." Xuanjue scolded her in a low voice.

Wen Wanqing said: "emperor, I'm not afraid of the cold now. If I have a charcoal pot now, I'm afraid I'll not only need a charcoal pot when it snows, but also move to the kitchen of the imperial family."

Smell speech, Xuan Jue success of be teased by her smile, can't help but pinch her ruddy cheek, "you always have some reason to prevaricate me, OK, you go down to get a soup woman son to come over."

"Yes, Emperor."

When there was no one else in the hall, xuanjue asked in a low voice, "let me come here. It's not just a matter of letting me have a meal. What do you want to say to me? If you go out and walk around, don't think so."

Since Wen Wanqing's stomach has grown up, xuanjue doesn't let Wen Wanqing step into Kunning palace. After all, the previous example of a good concubine is still there. He is afraid that in case Wen Wanqing has a mistake, how can he bear it alone.

"No, it's about the eldest son." Wen Wanqing retreated from his arms.

"Xuanqing, what can I do for him?"

Now Xuanqing is under the care of mother Kong, who is in the side hall of Kunning palace. Therefore, as long as there is anything, mother Kong can report wenwanqing in time.

"Emperor, the eldest son's first birthday is coming. Don't you forget that Wen Wanqing looks at xuanjue and looks at him with some complaint.

Xuanjue really forgot about it. Xuanqing was almost one year old. He, as a father, had forgotten all such important things.

For a time, xuanjue was embarrassed and did not dare to see wenwanqing.

"Emperor, I know you were busy in the previous dynasty, but Xuanqing is your only prince after all. You should be more concerned about it."

"I understand. I will visit him more in the future." Xuanjue murmured.

Wen Wanqing sighed, took a drink of the water on the table, and continued: "today, I heard Miaoling say that the eldest son of the emperor can speak a few words. Although it's not clear, I can still speak and walk. I feel that the eldest son of the emperor is talented. The Emperor might as well have a birthday party for the eldest son of the emperor and choose a master for him, I will teach the eldest son in the future. "

"It's not necessary to do the Palace Banquet. Now you are pregnant. It's hard to do the Palace Banquet. It's not good if you hurt yourself!" Xuanjuedang refused Wen Wanqing's request.

Wen Wanqing has made up her mind. After all, this is xuanjue's eldest son. If she doesn't pay attention to it, she is afraid that she will hurt her father and son in the future.

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