The news that Lu Qing was pregnant spread quickly.
As Emperor Xihe's favorite son, no one in King Jin's backyard has ever been pregnant, which has always attracted the attention of the world. A series of speculations and rumors such as the fate of the evil star seems to be the label that best suits Yan Fuguang.
Now, the label has been broken, some people are happy and some are sad.
Emperor Xihe smiled from ear to ear, no different from the joy an ordinary father would feel after seeing his son finally have a baby.
"Fuguang, you are finally going to have a child of your own. My father is happy for you."
Yan Fuguang's expression was indifferent, and he could not see the joy of becoming a father for the first time: "It's just a concubine who is pregnant."
"What about the concubine? After all, the child is your flesh and blood. If you don't like the low status of the concubine, just give her a promotion after giving birth to a child."
"Father, did you mean concubine?" Yan Fuguang raised his eyebrows and reminded, "Have you forgotten? Mother has already made arrangements for her children, and the positions of concubines and concubines have long been filled."
"Ahem..." Emperor Xihe looked a little embarrassed. He originally asked Empress Xu to choose a few people for Fuguang, but she didn't expect that she would fill up Fuguang's backyard on her own initiative. "You can see this yourself. Well, even if the Queen chooses someone, it’s still your decision. If you don’t like it, you can change it.”
Yan Fuguang hummed, smiled and offered a cup of tea to Emperor Xihe: "I am afraid that my mother will be unhappy when the time comes. Now that my father has spoken, I have nothing to worry about."
Emperor Xihe saw that he was rarely well-behaved, and he said in his heart: "With my father here, there is no need to worry about anything else."
Yan Fuguang came out of the palace and was about to get on the carriage to return home, when he met the prince Yan Xianzhi.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince." Yan Fuguang bowed his hands with a cold expression.
"Hey, isn't this the third brother? Do you have something to do in the palace?" Yan Xianzhi opened a folding fan while speaking, showing an elegant and romantic attitude.
Yan Fuguang raised his lips and smiled: "It's nothing, my father invited me to the palace to talk."
Yan Xianzhi paused, and a sour and unspeakable feeling arose in his heart. From childhood to adulthood, as long as Yan Fuguang was around, his father's heart was always biased towards him. Even if he was the crown prince of a country and his biological mother was the empress of the palace, the status of Yan Fuguang's mother and son could not be compared to the status of Yan Fuguang's mother and son in his father's heart.
Yan Fuguang saw the reaction of the person in front of him. The curve of his lips was noble and elegant. He asked with great interest: "Is there anything else, Prince?"
Yan Xianzhi responded with a smile: "It's okay. I'm busy going into the palace to have dinner with my father, the emperor, and my empress."
After finishing speaking, Yan Xianzhi entered the palace with all his entourage. Yan Fuguang suppressed his smile and got into the carriage: "Go back home."
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Lu Qing woke up from her nap and put on her clothes in a daze, being served by Ji Qin, when she saw Man Dong happily come in.
"What good happened?"
"Concubine! The prince is coming to see you. Dinner will be served in Qiyun Pavilion. Your servant has just come from the dining room!"
Man Dong was happy for Lu Qing. Her master was blessed. Being pregnant with the prince's first child was a great honor and would bring great benefits in the future.
Lu Qing touched her already slightly protruding belly and smiled.
To be honest, she was happy to see Yan Fuguang's arrival. It is a good thing that the child in the belly is taken seriously, it is better than no one cares about it.
Ji Qin helped Lu Qing stand up and asked, "Do you want me to change my clothes?"
Lu Qing looked down at the simple and elegant everyday clothes on her body, shook her head and said: "No, there is nothing to change, so let's leave it like this."
After Yan Fuguang returned home, he did not go to Qiyun Pavilion immediately.
He handled official duties in the study room of Hemingyuan for a while and read the official documents brought back from the government office. Only then did he realize that it was almost dark outside.
Liang Fei was waiting outside the door and heard the noise in the study.
After a while, Yan Fuguang appeared at the door and handed a letter to Liang Fei: "Please send this letter to the northwest."
Liang Fei took the envelope and said, "Yes, I understand."
Fang Jinbao waited for Yan Fuguang to finish his instructions and said with a smile: "Your Highness hasn't eaten yet, it's already getting late."
Yan Fuguang glanced at him and strode forward: "Go to Qiyun Pavilion."
Lu Qing waited until dark in the afternoon, and the people from the kitchen came to check on him several times, but Yan Fuguang hadn't come yet.
Man Dong ran out to take a look. When he turned around, he saw that Lu Qing was a little tired. He couldn't bear to say: "Concubine, why don't you have a snack first? I don't know when the prince will come. Don't starve your stomach." Little master."
Ji Qin brought the dessert plate over, and Lu Qing took a piece and put it into his mouth to fill his stomach.
After a piece of snack, the sound of lively footsteps sounded in Qiyun Pavilion.
Yan Fuguang, dressed in rich clothes, was seen walking in the front, with a string of eunuchs and maids behind him.
Ji Qin and Man Dong helped Lu Qing come out and saluted: "Your Majesty."
Yan Fuguang's eyes fell on Lu Qing's belly, his eyes softened a little, and he raised his palms slightly: "Get up."
At the dinner table, ever since Luqing became pregnant, Yan Fuguang no longer needed her to serve and prepare dishes when she came to Qiyun Pavilion for dinner, so now she could only follow the principle of not talking about food and bury her head in eating.
After dinner, the two sat on the couch.
Yan Fuguang took a sip of tea and asked, "Does the doctor come to check your pulse every day?"
Lu Qing answered honestly: "Yes, Dr. Jiang comes to check my pulse every day. She said that the baby in my belly is fine."
Jiang Shui'er, the medical woman with the red birthmark on her face, has very good medical skills. She has been to Qiyun Pavilion so many times that Lu Qing is already very familiar with her.
Yan Fuguang nodded coldly and continued to sip tea.
Lu Qing bit her lip, feeling that it was not a big deal for the two of them to just sit there.
She lowered her head and touched her belly gently, and said in a soft voice: "My belly is already a little bit shaped. It is said that the child has grown a little inside. Do you, do you want to touch it?"
Everyone says that the first born is usually the one who gets the most attention. She was born as a maid and could not give the child the honor of his mother's family. Instead, she had to rely on him to gain a foothold in the palace, which could only help the child gain more favor from his father.
After finishing speaking, Lu Qing looked timidly at Yan Fuguang.
She put all the emotions she wanted to be seen by the other party into those watery eyes.
When their eyes met, she seemed to be scared and embarrassed, and changed the subject: "You are tired, I shouldn't disturb you..."
"Come here." Yan Fuguang put down the tea cup and said.
Lu Qing breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and walked to Yan Fuguang, standing facing him slightly uneasily.
She was wearing a pink dress today. The soft fabric fit her abdomen and outlined the lovely round curves on it.
"How many months have it been?" A pair of large, calloused palms covered Lu Qing's belly. Yan Fuguang's eyes were focused, staring at his palms.
It was a very magical feeling. It was clear that there was no movement at all, but he was so excited that he had not seen it for a long time.
Lu Qing stood obediently and answered with a smile: "It's almost five months. Doctor Jiang said the baby might be born in September."
Yan Fuguang nodded: "September is a good day."
Lu Qing suddenly felt uneasy.
What she was thinking was: The princess will enter the palace in August and she will give birth in September. Will it really go smoothly?
