As soon as Borjigit left the main room, Fucha covered his mouth and stopped retching.

The dowry Madam Jiang quickly patted Fu Cha's back gently, "Why did Fojin vomit again? You haven't used breakfast this morning..." At this point, Madam Jiang suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but look surprised.

"Is the concubine happy?" Madam Jiang's eyebrows were about to dance.

Fu Cha was stunned and couldn't help but feel surprised. She had indeed not had much appetite in recent days, but because she was busy, she was not very attentive, and... her Yuexin day had not yet arrived.

Madam Jiang hurriedly said, "I will go and teach you the imperial physician!"

Fu Cha hurriedly said, "Let's talk about it when you go to Kunning Palace to invite An back, don't make a big fuss." - What if she really just had a disagreement in her spleen and stomach, what should she do if the emperor and his mother were happy?

Even though he thought so, Fu Cha was still full of joy and felt that he was probably happy.

The joy of being a mother diluted the sadness brought to her by Borjigit's entry. Fucha couldn't help but feel that the bright and charming Borjigit was also much more pleasing to her.

Although Borjigit is the prince's own sister, he behaves humblely and even a little cautiously. Fucha feels that it is because of his illegitimate birth, he has to make a living under his legitimate mother and brother since childhood, but he is afraid that life will not be easy.

It's not easy for a woman.

Fucha sighed, then went back to the house to use breakfast, took a nap for a while, and then took the concubine Borjigit to Kunning Palace to pay his respects.

Kunning Palace burns the earth dragons all winter, and the confidence is the warmest. The famous daffodils in the hall are blooming gracefully, like fairies in the Lingbo, with fragrance secretly spitting out.

After hearing the report, Yao Jiaxin was slightly surprised, "Focha brought Borjigit to pay his respects?"

Nongyun nodded, "Fajin looked in a good mood."

Yao Jiaxin: Do you want to be so virtuous!

Although she also knew that in ancient times, women had a low tolerance for men. As long as they did not favor concubines and wives, they would generally pinch their noses and accept them, otherwise they could still leave? This was even more so for the royal concubine.

Well... Thinking about her in the early years, she didn't have much demands on the Fourth Master, nor did she expect a person who is a loyal person. But at that time, because she was a concubine, she was a concubine! A concubine still had too high demands on men? It's not reasonable to think about it!

But Fucha is the original wife whom Hongxu was married to the Ming couple, but Hongxu just accepted the concubine. Fucha is in a good mood?

Could it be that it is a forced smile?

Thinking of this, Yao Jiaxin sighed. It was not easy for women in ancient times.

"It's cold outside, let her come in quickly." Yao Jiaxin said hurriedly.

Shaoqing saw Fu Cha, who was dressed in a red flag dress, walking in with a delicate step in a clean dress. Yao Jiaxin saw Fu Cha, who was really smiling with a gentle smile on his eyebrows and eyes, looked like he was in a good mood! It didn't seem like he was pretending.

Yao Jiaxin looked at the Borjigit, who was following her with her eyebrows down, and she was very beautiful, not an ugly girl without salt.

Fucha still saluted with integrity, "My daughter-in-law Fucha and Borjigit sister came to pay their respects."

Also "Sister Borjigit"?!

Yao Jiaxin was very surprised. Looking at the two concubines on the legitimate side, they were all beautiful and so harmonious! Hongxu, Hongxu, you are so lucky!

After complaining for a while, Yao Jiaxin smiled and said, "Let's just flat."

The two of them then stood up. Fucha smiled and said, "My sister Borjigit is coming soon, and she is inevitably a little restrained. Please forgive me."

The concubine of Hongxu Xinna really looked quite nervous, with a little face of fear and fear, and did not dare to say anything more. It seemed that Yao Jiaxin was a tigress.

Yao Jiaxin:...

Yao Jiaxin tried hard to squeeze out a mother's smile: "What's your name?"

Borjigit hurriedly said, "U...Urina."

Fu Cha said softly: "When answering the words of the emperor, you must first say 'Reply to the Empress' and then call yourself 'I'm sorry', so that it is not rude."

Borjigit nodded and hurriedly said as instructed: "Reply to the Queen's words, my name is Urina."

Yao Jiaxin nodded, a pretty well-behaved child.

However, this child seems not short. At the age of fifteen, he is almost as tall as the seventeen-year-old Fucha. Oh no, Yao Jiaxin suddenly saw that the Borjigit was wearing a flower pot-sole shoes that were only one inch tall, and the Fucha flower pot-sole shoes...well, it is a little shorter than before, but it is also two inches tall.

In other words, the fifteen-year-old Borjigit is about three centimeters taller than the seventeen-year-old Fucha.

Mongolian girls are born tall.

However, Borjigit is indeed very good at being a human being, and she only wears the lowest pot-sole shoes. She looks like a gentle and polite person.

Yao Jiaxin nodded with satisfaction, "You have just entered the palace, don't be anxious, just follow Fucha's school slowly."

Borjigit said with a kneeling: "Yes, I will keep in mind the teachings of the Empress."

Yao Jiaxin turned her gaze back to the upright daughter-in-law Fu Cha. She looked at Fu Cha up and down, wearing a straight red dress, which obviously showed the identity of the official wife. It can be seen that Fu Cha was not at all wary of the Borjigit.

Yao Jiaxin said softly: "You seem to have cleared a little."

Fu Cha couldn't help but touch her cheek. She had a bad appetite recently and had indeed lost weight a little. She smiled and said, "Thank you for your care. I think it's because she's a little busy recently."

It is natural for Fucha to be busy. Hongxu was the one who was busy with Fucha to be busy. Fucha also had to help Yufei prepare for the New Year, so he was naturally even busier.

Yao Jiaxin hurriedly said with concern: "It's cold at the end of the year. You should cherish your body and not exhaust yourself."

Fu Cha's heart was warm and nodded, "Yes, my daughter-in-law will pay attention." Her hand quietly covered her flat belly, and she felt a happy expectation in her heart.

Yao Jiaxin asked Nongyun to take a set of hair and face, and gave it to Hongxu's concubine two pieces of makeup and silk, and then asked to leave.

Nongyun personally sent away the Sixth Master's legitimate wife and the Fangfu Jin. After returning, he roasted the fire while unable to help sighing: "The concubine is really virtuous. The concubine is really blessed."

Yao Jiaxin recalled Fucha's actions of sneaking into her stomach. Fucha's body was full of joy inside and outside today. Could it be... a death caused by someone?

Yao Jiaxin rubbed her eyebrows, feeling very complicated.

About half an hour later, Wang Yicheng quickly stepped in and reported: "Master, Empress, the Sixth Concubine secretly passed on the imperial physician."

Nongyun was stunned: "Don't the concubine look like she is infected?"

Yao Jiaxin couldn't help but be more convinced of her guess, I'm afraid it's really a fatal disaster!

Although she felt distressed about this kind of thing, for Fucha, it was really a good thing to be happy at this time.
Chapter completed!