The next morning, Qiuyan was ordered to leave the palace.

There are many rumors in the teahouse at noon, so it is convenient to find out.

Zixi asked Qingdai to accompany him to the imperial garden in the morning, and took a walk along the pavilion corridor to see the plum blossoms blooming on the branches.

When her generation came to her in the palace, there were no concubines in the harem, so she seemed much quieter and colder, and even fewer people visited the Imperial Garden.

Zixi walked for a while, sat down on a chair in the pavilion corridor, and watched the koi carp playing in the lake outside the pavilion, but did not look away for a long time.

Qingdai stood beside her, and when she saw Zixi seeing the gods, she couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Your Majesty has always felt a lot of worries lately. He inadvertently brows lightly, and he seemed to be hiding some sorrow in his heart - can a woman not escape sentimentality when she is pregnant?

Or is Your Majesty really having something to worry about?

"Your Majesty, it's a bit cold outside. Should you go back to the bedroom first?"

Zixi shook her head: "It's okay, I'm healthy, and I'm not worried about getting cold."

and……

She looked up at the sky and said, "You see, the sun is not bad today. It's rare that it's so warm. You should have more sunbathing."

Qingdai then stopped persuading her, and raised her hand to let the maid take Zixi's cloak over.

"Your Majesty is pregnant now, so you still need to pay attention to keeping warm." Putting the cloak on Zixi's shoulder, Qingdai couldn't help but speak softly, "Have you ever had any worries recently?"

Zixi didn't say anything.

In recent days, Qingdai has been in charge of many affairs in the outer hall. Only Qiuyan knows about her will. Qingdai doesn't know what Zixi has been thinking these days.

But Zixi didn't plan to say anything more.

In the distance of the pavilion, Nan Mohao, dressed in a black robe, walked over from afar and saluted respectfully, "Your Majesty, today the Minister of Rites has asked for the day of the throne ceremony, and you also ask your Majesty to decide."

The ceremony of vassal?

Zixi was stunned, and then he remembered the vassal ceremony that should have been held in June last year. It was delayed due to some things that happened later and has not been held until now.

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether there is a ceremony for celebrating the lords. Anyway, no one can shake Chu Chen’s status now.

The ceremony is just a form of expression that she attaches importance to Zhengjun. The more grand the ceremony, the more powerful it is, the more important it is in her heart.

It's the same as the ceremony of the Queen's Crown.

But now she is pregnant and probably can't stand the troubles all day long, and Chu Chen certainly won't agree.

But since the Ministry of Rites asks, it will naturally give you an answer.

Perhaps the Regent also needs a reply.

Zixi said calmly: "I am in a special condition now, so I will definitely not be able to do it for the time being. Let's talk about it when the child is born."

He paused, "When the child is born, let the Imperial Heavenly Prison choose a good day, and then he can also establish the crown prince at the ceremony of the throne."

If the Regent did not give a reply, he would not be at ease.

But such a short-term peace of mind actually doesn't work.

If she is destined to be defeated, what's the use of even more promises she has given?

If it were in the past, Nan Mohao would not have asked specifically for such an ordinary thing. There was only one reason for him to do this - Doctor Gu's words did not really relieve him.

Zixi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, both of them were people who were difficult to fool.

"This morning, another court official asked His Majesty to collect the selection of the harem."

Picking and choosing to fill the harem?
Chapter completed!