Lu Qing seldom left the gate of Qiyun Pavilion after that. He strictly guarded it and it was difficult for people outside to come in.
Yan Fuguang often came back to visit his unborn child, and Lu Qing, as the carrier, had to rack his brains to think of topics every time.
When she really couldn't find a topic, Lu Qing would immerse herself in making clothes and hats for her children.
Yan Fuguang became very interested in these little things. When he saw Lu Qing embroidering all kinds of small animals on them with great imagination, he picked them up and looked at them again and again, feeling that he couldn't put them down.
Lu Qing lowered her head silently and continued her work. She poured her full love for her children into these little things, so every time she picked up needlework, people could see her being extremely soft and full of motherhood.
"Wouldn't the embroidery house prepare these things? Why do you have to do it yourself?"
Lu Qing raised her head and said timidly: "I want to do what I can for the child myself." After that, she added silently: "I want the child to know that I welcome his arrival."
Perhaps because she lost her home and parents when she was very young, Lu Qing has always had a longing for home buried deep in her heart.
Yan Fuguang can no longer become his family, but Lu Qing will have her own children, and she and her children will be one family.
Yan Fuguang smiled, and the small clothes in his hands became softer and softer. Once upon a time, his mother-in-law, Concubine Zhao, was like this. She loved him infinitely and wished she could do everything herself.
He was very satisfied that Lu Qing did not regard the child as his own bargaining chip, but sincerely welcomed the birth of the child.
Yan Fuguang was so happy that he sent many good things to Qiyun Pavilion.
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The backyard fell silent because of Jing Feng, especially Chen Qingzi's Yueyue Courtyard. The maids did not leave the courtyard easily. Even if they came out, they would never dare to talk to the people outside for fear of making some noise again. Then the prince would definitely Let’s settle the accounts once and for all.
Chunyu didn't understand Chen Qingzi's concerns, because the matter had been resolved, and Jingfeng's death was the best proof.
"Master, you don't have to take the blame on yourself. You haven't been out for a long time, and you haven't seen the prince for a long time."
Chen Qingzi looked sad: "I don't dare to see the prince yet. The maids in my yard were bribed to do stupid things. Doesn't it mean that I don't take care of my own people? How can I have the face to meet the prince?"
Chunyu had no choice but to persuade: "The prince didn't blame you, so why are you still blaming yourself? Let the past pass. The prince doesn't care about it. He must know that you are innocent and believe you in his heart."
Chen Qingzi's frowned eyebrows relaxed, and she seemed to see hope: "You mean the prince doesn't blame me?" But the hope quickly dissipated, and she said uneasily: "You don't blame me, but you don't pay attention to me, just leave me cold..."
Since she entered the mansion, she has been taking care of the general affairs in the backyard. This time, the maids of Yaoyueyuan were involved. She actually did not dare to say that she had no responsibility at all. She was just waiting for Yan Fuguang to comfort and understand her personally, but unfortunately she never did.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty may be too busy..." Chunyu didn't want to tell Chen Qingzi about Yan Fuguang's frequent visits to Qiyun Pavilion. On the surface, they both believed that their master would give birth to an heir, but that day had not come yet. They looked down upon others who were inferior to their masters to be favored and have children.
Chen Qingzi sighed one after another, her heart was extremely sad. She missed him but didn't dare to go to him, let alone see him being intimate with other women.
In the thirty-ninth year of Xihe, King Jin, who had returned from victory and was laden with honors, was as cold as frost, and he was galloping on his horse wearing black armor.
Chen Qingzi would always remember that startling glance, and the throbbing in her heart made her muster the courage to try her best to get closer to him.
But it seems that reality always has shortcomings. Chen Qingzi's happy and intimate relationship has never been waiting for her. As the first concubine to enter the mansion, she witnessed the expansion of his backyard and saw the beauties around him. , and now he has to watch another woman give birth to his first child.
And her companionship for more than a year and nearly two years never seemed to warm his heart.
All kinds of sadness overflowed from the bottom of her heart and spread to the tip of her nose. Chen Qingzi's eyes were red and she murmured to herself: "Chunyu, can I wait until the day when the prince likes me?"
Chunyu felt extremely distressed and hurriedly said: "Yes, I will definitely do it."
Chen Qingzi forced a smile and once again gathered her courage: "I still have a lifetime to be by his side. I'm not afraid of waiting long. I'm willing to wait no matter how long it takes."
On the other side of Tao Shan's courtyard, Ji Mingzhu was very angry and smashed several sets of tea sets, but she still didn't calm down.
Yizhen knew Ji Mingzhu's temper, so she couldn't help but let her show off, and stood in a corner to avoid being affected.
"That idiot Jingfeng, what's the use of dying! She didn't expect that before that bad idea, the prince hadn't been so interested in the bitch maid from Qiyun Pavilion. Now that she's fine, she'll go and see her every now and then!"
How long has it been since the prince came to Taoshan Courtyard? Ji Mingzhu was waiting for Jingfeng to succeed, and then she would use more efforts to lure people to Taoshan Courtyard. Now it's good. Not to mention Jingfeng's death, Qiyun Pavilion The humble maid is even more favored. She is pregnant and cannot sleep with her, but the prince is still willing to visit her!
Ji Mingzhu was furious. At first she was unwilling to attack Lu Qing and despised those destructive moves, but now she seemed to be completely unable to bear it.
"Yizhen, tell me, are you really unable to do anything to the one in Qiyun Pavilion? I don't want her child to be born."
In the corner, Yizhen raised his head in surprise and took the risk to tell the truth: "Master, there must be a way. As long as you want to do it, you will have a chance. However, we cannot afford the consequences. The prince is not easy to fool."
That's all. This is the prince's first child. Regardless of whether he is a man or a woman, you can imagine how highly he is valued. Even the emperor has spoken. As long as Concubine Wei gives birth to the child well, she will be rewarded.
Ji Mingzhu looked a little irritated: "I really can't touch her anymore?"
Yi Zhen stopped talking.
The only people who dare to touch Wei's concubines are those who are not afraid of death.
Many people in the world have missions. Anyone who can make up his mind to get rid of the child in Lu Qing's belly must be prepared to die in advance.
It was night, and Hengwuyuan was completely dark.
Concubine Xue Jiao sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror, as if waiting for something.
Click——
The window was opened from the outside, and a ball of paper rolled to her feet.
Xue Jiao picked it up and read it, then lit it on fire and burned it with an expressionless face. The fire flickered and the ashes scattered.
From the time she was selected and sent to Prince Jin's Mansion until now, Xue Jiao has never felt at ease for a moment. During these days in the palace, the concubine's status seemed to be pretty good, but who knew that she had never left the fate of being manipulated.
As a chess piece, he will carry out his master's orders at the cost of his life when necessary, in order to protect the safety of his family.
"I have no choice, I'm sorry."
