Chapter 781

In the late winter, there was another heavy snow, which lasted for three or four days, until this morning. Outside the palace of Kunning, the snow is white, and the sunlight is dazzling.

Looking at the deep snow at her ankles, mother Kong sighed, looked at Xuanqing's little figure and said, "eldest son of the emperor, why don't you please my mother today? Let's go again when the people in the palace have swept the snow away?"

Xuanqing looked at the thick snow, but his mother's bedroom was just a few steps away from him. It was not in the way, so he still insisted on the past.

Without waiting for mother Kong to tell the people in the palace to sweep the snow, Xuanqing had already stepped out and crunched on the snow.

"My little master, please slow down. I'll find a slave to carry you on my back." Mother Kong chased forward and put the umbrella on Xuanqing's head. Since Xuanqing could walk, she would not let herself hold it. Even if she was tired, she would only let the eunuch in the palace hold it.

"No, it's almost there!" Xuanqing said coldly, but it made mother Kong anxious, especially when she saw the snow buried in Xuanqing's leg, and immediately someone rushed to clean the road in front of her.

How dare the people in the palace neglect? Even so, they are not as quick as Xuanqing.

Yingyue and Yingxue just came out of the main hall with water. They almost ran into Xuanqing, "eldest son of the emperor, how did you come so early today?"

"Come and greet my mother. Did she ever get up?" Xuanqing talked and looked inside.

Yingyue said quickly: "the empress has already got up, but her son is a little uncomfortable. I'm afraid he can't practice calligraphy with the eldest son today."

"It's all right, the prince can see for himself." After that, he went straight into the hall.

The sound of nausea came out of the hall. As soon as Xuanqing stepped in, he looked at the table, covered his chest with one hand, and vomited white on his face. Tang Fuliu was in a hurry.

This gentle and clear month is getting bigger and bigger, but the pregnancy reaction is getting worse and worse. I thought the baby was honest, but now it seems that it's really a worry.

"Why don't you let Dr. Jiang take a look at the empress?" Tang Fuliu watched her retch again. It was really no way. He frowned.

Wen Wanqing was really uncomfortable, but he knew it was a normal reaction. Even if Dr. Jiang came, he had no way. He waved his hand and took the handkerchief from Tang Fuliu.

"Empress mother, my children's ministers come to greet her!" Xuanqing steps into the hall, salutes wenwanqing and interrupts their conversation.

Wen Wanqing looks at Xuanqing and waves to him, indicating that Miaoling has already taken out the spittoon at her feet.

"It's snowing so hard outside. Why are you here?" Wen Wanqing held his thin shoulder and looked at his clothes. Seeing that his hem was really wet, he called Miaoling, "go to find a clean suit for Qing'er and change it. Take off your shoes and cover it on the couch."

Miaoling immediately answered, and before she went out of the hall, she looked at mother Kong with a clean set of clothes, shoes and socks in her hand. "It's still mother's care!"

Because Wen Wanqing's body is inconvenient, Tang Fuliu wants to stretch out his hand to take off Xuanqing's outer clothes. But Xuanqing doesn't want her to help. He takes off his clothes, shoes and socks, and climbs up to his bed and sits beside Wen Wanqing.

Wen Wanqing touched his bun and said with a smile, "our eldest son has really grown up."

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