Mingyu finally came to her senses, but she still felt a little uncomfortable. She said, "Mother, I saw in the Prince's letter that the situation is still stable. Should I tell him in this letter that I am pregnant?"

Mingyu clutched her handkerchief tightly; her mother should have no reason to refuse this time. Lanqin looked at Mingyu with complicated emotions, sighing inwardly. "Since you insist on letting Hongli know, I will naturally tell him in my next letter!"

Mingyu noticed her mother's slightly displeased tone, but dared not show it, and said with a forced smile, "Mother, perhaps the Prince will be excited after hearing that he has another son, and this battle will be won soon!"

Mingyu did indeed make this plan, but she hoped that Hongli would not become obsessed with Ulanara and forget himself.

Lanqin took a sip of tea. "I hope things are as you say!" Lanqin knew that Hongli was a sentimental person, and he had always had a good relationship with Mingyu. If he knew that Mingyu was pregnant and that she was not by her side, he would surely feel guilty.

"By the way, I have some ginseng here. You can take it back to nourish your body later!" Lanqin glanced at Cui Niang, who then went down to get the ginseng.

Mingyu knew that her mother had deliberately sent Cui Niang away so that she could speak with her, so she sat aside without saying a word and waited for Lanqin to speak.

"Mingyu! Hongli has been away these past few days, and you've been managing all the affairs of the manor, big and small. Plus, you're pregnant now, so it must have been really hard on you!" Lanqin said earnestly, leaning to one side.

Mingyu found these words very pleasing, but her face remained indifferent.

"Mother, this is all I should do! Prince is fighting for our country on the front lines. I'm just managing some trivial matters in the manor on his behalf!"

Lanqin nodded in satisfaction, then changed her tone. "However, sometimes what's even more important for a woman is magnanimity and courage!"

In Lanqin's opinion, Mingyu indeed lacked Xueying's magnanimity compared to Xueying. Perhaps this is why Fucha Mingyu was unable to remain by Hongli's side throughout his life.

Fucha Mingyu's heart skipped a beat. What did her mother mean by that? Mingyu suddenly felt troubled, and a look of worry appeared on her face. Lanqin, afraid that she had spoken too harshly, especially since Mingyu was pregnant, added, "Because you are the primary consort, and you must always be by Hongli's side!"

Mingyu suddenly understood. Her mother was reminding her to be tolerant and magnanimous, perhaps so that she would one day become the empress. But where exactly had she fallen short?

At this moment, Cui Niang returned, and Mingyu took the ginseng and then bid farewell.

Lanqin watched Mingyu's departing figure and sighed. "That child is still too emotional. She must be afraid that Ulanara will steal Hongli's heart by his side. So she must let Hongli know that she is pregnant."

“Actually, what Prince Hongli values ​​most is his primary wife!” Cui Niang had been by Hongli’s side since childhood, and she knew his temperament very well.

"Yes!" Lanqin nodded, the sorrow between her brows lingering. Even Cui Niang could see through this matter of feelings, so why couldn't Mingyu see it? Deep down, she still loved Mingyu!

"Cui Niang, quickly prepare paper, ink, brush, and inkstone for me. I need to write a letter to Hongli," Lanqin said.

This matter remained a thorn in Mingyu's side, and she would only feel at ease if it were resolved as soon as possible.