Chapter 449: Entering the Palace

"Ma'am, what are you thinking?"

Bai Mei brought a bowl of boiled brown sugar water over.

"Nothing?" Shen Qingci took it, although he said that the taste was really not very good, but after drinking it, it would make one's stomach very comfortable.

"Madam, you should pay more attention," Bai Mei was really worried about Shen Qingci now.

"Divine Doctor Mo said that your menstrual period is a little late, so you have to pay attention later, otherwise, every time you come, it will be heart-breaking pain."

"I see," Shen Qing said after drinking the sugar water, and also knew that she should pay attention, otherwise, the pain that was almost unbearable in the last life, she would experience it again, it would still be pain, and she would still experience it. Bear with it.

But she thinks it shouldn't be a problem to have Mo Fei. In fact, such a problem can be cured as long as it is an ordinary doctor, let alone a doctor like Mo Fei, although he doesn't know how good his medical skills are. The god, but in the end, it is much better than the average doctor.

And since the day after her menstrual period, she began to take medicine, and the medicine is also poured into her stomach in bowls. This is simply the medicine she has eaten the most in her two lives. I feel that the dregs left by the medicine I took may not know how much is piled up?

In fact, Bai Mei is even more worried than she is. What she is most afraid of is nothing else, but that her wife will not come again after her menstrual period. After all, she is several times later than others. Nian, if it doesn't come again, what should I do in the future, so Shen Qing resigned about the menstrual affairs. So far, no one knows about the outside except the people in the house. .

It wasn't until the second month, when Shen Qingci's little days came as scheduled, that Bai Mei really felt relieved, but then wait, and wait until the next month, if that's the case, then it'll be fine if you want to come. .

They were afraid that Shen Qingci's stomach was still a little sore, so they picked up the glue. Mo Fei also prescribed the painkiller for her, and now the medicine is still boiling, but this time it was still good, except for some soreness and swelling. In addition to the discomfort, she didn't feel much. If it was still the case, then she would not even need to drink the medicine, and she could endure it on her own.

And Shen Qingci also discovered one thing, that is, her chest seems to have been slightly bloated recently, and it may not be long before she will have the shape of her previous life, but she doesn't know how many years she has eaten. Can she also grow up to be like a big sister in Chinese secret medicine?

"Sister, the Madam has changed a lot recently, haven't you noticed?" Bai Mei asked Shen Qingci. They are the closest people to Shen Qingci. Shen Qingci has been served by them since she was a child. Who else would understand Shen Qingci's words better than them, and Bai Mei dared to say that no one could compare to their sisters, especially her.

Shen Qingci's grooming and dressing are all taken care of by the two of them. Now, Bai Mei remembers Shen Qingci's childhood better than Shen Qingci herself.

"Where has it changed?" Bai Zhu didn't really see where Shen Qingci had changed. From her point of view, it wasn't the same. The eyes didn't change, and the nose didn't either.

"Here." Bai Mei pointed to her chest, "Madam is bulging here, her butt is also big, she looks like our great aunt, you weren't there at that time, you don't know," Bai Mei supported He raised his face and said, "When the auntie was not married, she looked like this. I think our wife will definitely look like Princess Xiaojun in the future."

"It seems so," Bai Zhu leaned aside with his sword in his arms, also thinking about Shen Qingci's recent appearance, it's really changed, he used to be like a child, but now that feeling is a bit charming, even her A frown and a smile are also more generous and free and easy than ordinary women, and of course her picturesque eyebrows seem to be more profound and refined.

Whether she has grown up, or has grown, or in other words, this is the real her.

And the fragrance of plum blossoms came from the bitter cold, and Shen Qingci grew a little slower, but what kind of appearance it can grow into is unknown to others, but at least it can grow into what Shen Qingrong looked like at the time.

Shen Qingci stood up from the tub. She took the clothes and put them on. The light and soft clothes were wrapped with a very graceful figure. The girl's figure seemed to be budding. The charm, especially the small shoulders, the delicate collarbone, and the beautiful arc of the chest, and even her waist that was too thin to hold.

It really grew, and Shen Qingci hurriedly used clothes as herself. To be honest, she was a little girl who was not used to it for 17 years. She looked like she grew up.

She walked out, still wearing a light purple dress, the long dress also fell to her ankles, and the heavy-colored wisteria flowers were thinly embroidered. Even if it was just blown by the wind, those petals were still wonderful. bloom.

Today they are going to enter the palace, the Queen Mother's birthday.

Shen Qing said that she didn't embroider anything, didn't copy Buddhist scriptures, didn't know how to write poetry and dance, play the qin, calligraphy and painting, she only made incense and only made money.

She also thought about whether to send a large box of gold to the queen mother, so she named it 10,000 taels of gold, but later she thought of a new gadget, so she was going to give it as a gift.

She walked into the carriage, and saw that Lao Hengjuu was already sitting in it. A game of chess was placed on the small table in the carriage. He was playing chess with himself, one hand with white stones and the other with black stones, and he was very happy.

And he took the warm tea, put it in front of Shen Qingci, and drank it first.

Shen Qingci took the cup with both hands, and took a sip from the cup. The taste was not ordinary tea, with a slight fragrance of pear blossoms.

"Made of pear flowers received last year."

Luo Hengyuan took another piece and played it, "I still have some left over there. If you like it, I'll have someone send it to you."

"Okay," Shen Qingci liked the taste. She also sat down and drank it while watching Luo Hengju play chess, but she actually found out that the chess path of Lao Hengwei and her was too much. There are some similarities. Perhaps both of them are used to playing a game of chess with themselves. Six years and six years of loneliness, this is how she walked all the way.

When Luo Hengxuan's white child fell, he was about to drop the black child, but the black child fell.

He held on to Bai Zi again, and the two of you went back and forth like this. In the end, Hei Zi fell, and the whole plate was destroyed. Reluctantly, Shen Qing reluctantly won a son, but it was her luck, Luo Heng thought about it. Her chess skills were much better than hers. She only had a first move, so she barely won a piece.

And this game of chess has a lot of aftertastes, and of course it has some aftertastes.