If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

Chapter 311: The Queen and Concubine Baohua's pregnancy (the baby is fine, no need to worry)

If Zhen Huan took action, she would not leave Xia Jian alive, and Xia Jian died during the turbulent fight between the three parties.

"It's really strange that Concubine Hua is pregnant!" The Queen said with a sneer in Jingren Palace.

She was one of the people who knew the reason why Concubine Hua was infertile, so she was even more curious about why Concubine Hua was pregnant.

"My queen, do you want to..." Jianqiu made a gesture of wiping his neck.

The Queen glanced at her and said, "It's unnecessary. The most urgent thing now is..." The Queen raised her middle finger and pointed upwards and continued, "Let's just watch the show."

"Your Majesty is very wise, and it is me who is obsessed." Jianqiu flattered her silently.

"Take good care of Concubine Hua's baby and make sure the child is born safely." The current queen is not afraid at all that Concubine Hua will seize her position as queen, so she wants to let the child be born and make the harem a little more chaotic, so that her position will be more stable.

"Yes, Your Majesty is kind and benevolent. You are truly a model of a mother who models the country. The fact that Concubine Hua's child can be blessed by Your Majesty is truly a favor from heaven and a blessing from the harem." Flattery never wears a thread, and any master would be happy to hear it if you flatter her at this time.

"Your Majesty, I heard from Jiang Fuhai that Xia Jian is missing." Speaking of Yikun Palace, Jianqiu remembered the news that Jiang Fuhai asked her to report to Your Majesty. A few days ago, she saw Xia Jian strolling around the Yikun Palace, but she hasn't seen him in the past two days.

"Gone?"

"Yes, he's gone. No one sees him alive, and no one sees his body dead."

"That will be even more interesting." The queen pursed her lips and smiled, and the words she wrote became more graceful and elegant.

My baby is fine now. I went to see a fortune teller on the 8th and arranged some things at night, but it didn’t work. The child still cried at night. On the 9th, a good neighbor came to our house and arranged some things to ask the Kitchen God to collect the soul. This time it really worked. The child stopped crying at night.

Does everyone think that this is the end? But things are not that simple.

Although the baby didn’t sleep very well on the night of the 9th, he didn’t cry anymore, which was really a good thing for me.

By the 10th I thought everything was fine, but things happened so suddenly. The baby didn't sleep in the afternoon, so he went to bed very early at night, around 7 o'clock. I played with my phone until 9:30, when I was ready to go to bed. After all, I had been up for four or five nights, and I couldn't stand it any longer.

The emergency happened just like that. At about 10:30, when I was half asleep, the baby suddenly started crying. He hummed softly at first, and then the sound became louder and louder. He kept crying for half an hour without stopping. I quickly woke up my mother-in-law.

I hurriedly asked her if she had forgotten to share the wedding money. Those who don't believe this may not understand that no matter it is sending off the gods or collecting souls, they have to burn paper and share the wedding money after their hard work.

My mother-in-law asked, "Isn't it tomorrow?" We hurriedly checked and found out that we didn't arrange it properly the first time and didn't bring back the child's soul. My mother-in-law thought that if the arrangement was not successful, she wouldn't have to share the wedding money, but it was not the case. Whether the arrangement was successful or not, it had to be shared.

After communicating and understanding the problem, my mother-in-law held the child and said loudly that she had not forgotten to distribute the wedding money and would do so tomorrow. After she said it loudly about three times, the child stopped crying, but still refused to sleep. It took almost 2 o'clock to coax the child to sleep. Even then, the child did not sleep well. He would cry as soon as I put him down while holding him.

At noon today, we were getting ready to go out for the banquet. Before leaving, my mother-in-law distributed two portions of wedding money, one was the wedding money she had placed before, and the other was the wedding money placed by the neighbors.

So far, there has been no apparent effect, but the baby is very easy to feed at mealtime (he refused to eat or drink during the few days of his illness, and would only eat a bite or two because he was too hungry). I gave him three taro, a shrimp, a piece of pumpkin, and a piece of lamb's blood, and even ate half a steamed cake before leaving.

I haven't eaten so much in the past five or six days combined. When I saw this, I knew that I was really getting better.

If it hadn't happened to me, I would have thought it was incredible. It really is true that the end of science is metaphysics. I used to sneer at it, but now I learn frame by frame.