On the wedding night, the prince did not take a step into Yihongyuan.
The two concubines were in a good mood, especially Ji Mingzhu.
She glanced sideways at Lu Qing, who had a big belly, raised the ends of her exquisitely painted eyes, and looked at Ning Huayue with a smile: "The princess should have known that Wei Wei was pregnant for a long time. She can understand it even if she doesn't know, right? She is the first. Isn’t it appropriate to ask Concubine Wei to kneel down with her belly puffed out when we meet for the first time?”
Both inside and outside her words, she accused Ning Huayue of being evil-hearted and bullying her pregnant concubine.
The air pressure in the room was extremely low. Most people didn't have Ji Mingzhu's status and self-confidence, so they couldn't laugh at all. They just bowed their heads silently and acted like a transparent person.
But there are still kind-hearted people, such as the concubine Chen Qingzi, concubines Qu Donger and Xue Jiao.
Chen Qingzi's personality is no stronger than that of Ji Mingzhu. She always has a gentle and gentle tone, but her words are full of strength: "The prince attaches great importance to the fetus in Wei Shiconcubine's belly. He hardly leaves Qiyun Pavilion on weekdays, but today he understands I have come to pay my respects even though I have a big belly, so I ask the princess not to blame concubine Wei for this reason."
Qu Donger and Xue Jiao also said: "Concubine Wei had a hard time getting pregnant. She was weak and didn't catch it. Please forgive her, Princess."
Ning Huayue's face turned ugly, her fingers tightly clasped the armrests of the chair, and she asked solemnly: "You mean, I deliberately embarrassed Concubine Wei?"
It was just the first time they met, and her majesty could not be maintained. You can only imagine what will happen next.
Ji Mingzhu was most happy to see Ning Huayue deflated. Before she entered the palace, Ji Mingzhu was worried that the princess would be favored by the princess and put pressure on her. But last night, she heard from the maids that the prince did not go to the bridal chamber. She suppressed it for a long time. The arrogance grew back, and it was even stronger than before.
"The maid said that Concubine Wei didn't catch it. Who knows whether what she said is true? We all know that Concubine Wei is timid. Even if she hadn't made a mistake, she wouldn't have dared to refute because the maid was the princess. On one side was a The maid is insignificant, and on one side is Wei’s concubine who is about to give birth. The princess seems to pay more attention to the maid?"
After Ji Mingzhu finished speaking, she covered her lips coquettishly and smiled, but her eyes were able to look at Ning Huayue, who had a serious look on her face.
Lu Qing is afraid of Ji Mingzhu, doesn't he think the storm is not big enough? The concubine and the princess were fighting, she was the one kneeling, and she was the one who had to be punished.
Moreover, who made the mistake is not the main issue. Even if there had not been today's mistake, the princess would have found an opportunity to make her make a mistake in order to punish her.
Lu Qing sighed secretly, knelt down motionless, and said respectfully: "Princess, please calm down, I am willing to be punished."
Ji Mingzhu slapped the armrest hard and yelled angrily: "Concubine Wei! Tell me who lost her hand!"
Lu Qing took a breath and was thinking about how to word her words when Fang Jinbao's voice came from outside: "The prince has arrived——"
Ning Huayue looked slightly panicked. Lingyun and Lan Xin quickly helped her stand up and straightened her skirt.
"I have met the prince and wish him well."
Ning Huayue just knelt down and saluted, but before Yan Fuguang stepped forward to help her up, she heard him ask in a cold voice: "What mistake did Mrs. Wei make?"
Lu Qing's heart skipped a beat and she didn't dare to look up.
She knelt for a long time, her knees felt uncomfortable, and her stomach felt uncomfortable.
At first glance, Yan Fuguang's tone of voice was cold. Knowing that he disliked people without rules, he was even more frightened.
In a word, different people will understand it differently.
With frost in her eyes, Ning Huayue replied with the same cold sarcasm: "Concubine Wei doesn't understand the rules and accidentally broke the jade bracelet I gave her. As a princess, I should teach her a few words to prevent her from being hurt." It will bring shame and disaster to the entire Jin Palace in the future."
On the first day of their wedding, there was no warmth at all between the couple, and the smell of gunpowder was so strong that even Ji Mingzhu, who had been aggressive just now, silenced her voice.
Yan Fuguang stood with his hands behind his back, and Fang Jinbao behind him helped Lu Qing up. He faced his princess, and his dark eyes casually scanned her haggard face, as if questioning: "But from my perspective, it is Yihongyuan The maid did not do her job well and disturbed the king's child, how should the princess deal with it?"
Ning Huayue froze on the spot and looked at Yan Fuguang in disbelief: "Does the prince want to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife?"
Lu Qing trembled. Being charged with such a crime was tantamount to pushing her to a dead end.
Yan Fuguang sat down leisurely, naturally showing the sense of oppression from the superior: "I am also very confused. The princess has been taught by Mr. Ningge since she was a child, so why does she act like this?"
He didn't hide his dissatisfaction with Ning Huayue at all. He just said clearly: The dignified daughter of the Ning family is so magnanimous?
Ning Huayue turned pale and was patted on the back by Lingyun. She also understood that she could no longer continue to fight against Yan Fuguang. After entering Prince Jin's Mansion, she became Prince Jin's person, and her husband was her destiny.
Before the couple could develop a relationship, they were separated by pre-marriage rumors. If she still targeted a concubine, it would push Yan Fuguang even further.
There was silence in the room. Ning Huayue struggled for a moment, lowered her head and said with difficulty: "I made a mistake for a moment, please don't blame me."
Yan Fuguang glanced at Ning Huayue and said nothing. His long knuckles tapped on the table at will, and the regular sound seemed to be urging and impatience.
Ning Huayue let out a sigh of relief, the tip of her nose felt sore.
In the end, she knelt down, just like Lu Qing kneeled down on her just now.
"It's my fault, please forgive me."
Yan Fuguang calmly drank the tea in the cup, and then said calmly: "I won't do this next time."
In a pun, Ning Huayue's palm was scratched by her nails. She was very disappointed in her marriage.
Yan Fuguang did not stay in Yihongyuan for long, as if he came specifically to support Lu Qing. When passing by Ning Huayue, he pointed to the maid who had just handed Lu Qing the box: "Thirty sticks, right here." Beat him in the courtyard of Yihongyuan."
After saying that, he took the people with him and went to Qiyun Pavilion.
One morning, Ning Huayue's face was thrown to the ground and left to be ruined, and she fainted from anger.
Ji Mingzhu and others saw that the show was over and had no interest in staying, so they left one after another.
As for Lu Qing, as soon as she returned, Dr. Jiang, who was waiting in Qiyun Pavilion, held her wrist and checked her pulse.
Being in the same room as Yan Fuguang, Dr. Jiang was very stressed: "My concubine is fine..."
Yan Fuguang nodded, and Dr. Jiang was invited out.
Lu Qing sat in a daze and subconsciously took the things at hand.
"Why didn't you miss it?"
She raised her eyes suddenly and Yan Fuguang glanced at the small rosewood box in her hand.
Lu Qing lowered her eyes and said: "Your Majesty, this is..."
Yan Fuguang said coldly as always: "It's your reward."
Inside was a pair of white jade bracelets, which were a little better than the one Ning Huayue had given her.
Lu Qing's heart felt warm, she pursed her lips obediently, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
She had thought a lot, wondering if she would be worthless to Yan Fuguang if she gave birth to a child.
But the pair of bracelets in her hands made her give up her thoughts.
Perhaps Yan Fuguang was not as cold-blooded as she thought, and her fate would not be so bad.
Regardless of all the unrealistic fantasies of Fenghuaxueyue, Lu Qing affirmed Yan Fuguang's character and finally felt a little more at ease.
