Chapter 245: Spoiled

East Palace.

When the Crown Princess learned that someone was plotting a rebellion in the name of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she was struck by lightning.

Luckily I didn’t faint.

At this moment, she hurriedly pulled the arm of the maid beside her and said, "Qiuxia, what did the emperor decide?" She couldn't panic. If she panicked, the entire East Palace would panic too.

Qiuxia finished telling what she had heard, and then looked at the Crown Princess without saying a word.

Crown Princess Luo Muxue was saved. Fortunately, her father was sensible. Although the commander of the Jinyiwei, Lu Feng, was sent to investigate, the main one was Su Jun, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple.

Su Jun is the eldest son of Prime Minister Su. Although he is not on the prince's side, he is close to them.

Fortunately, she didn't fall out with her fourth brother's wife, fortunately...

Looking at the Crown Princess, Qiuxia realized how brainwashed she had been by the Master and the Madam.

Princess Yan, please don't push her away. That's too petty...

Su Mansion.

While Lin Murou was packing his luggage, Su Qiyang, Su Jun and Su Yu discussed the matter in the study.

"Ajun, you don't have to worry too much. Report the evidence you found truthfully. Remember not to listen to one side of the story. Your father is very confident in you." He looked at his eldest son who was both talented and handsome, and he was actually very relieved.

His Majesty had said a lot to him after the morning court session, and Su Qiyang was sure that he still favored the prince.

Su Jun smiled, "Don't worry, Dad. I know what's going on." A dark glint flashed across his eyes. Su Yu was a little anxious, "Dad, His Majesty wants my eldest brother to go, doesn't that mean..." He was interrupted by the simultaneous glances from the two men.

Su Yu curled her lips and said, "You guys are the best, right?"

As if he didn't say anything, huh.

Prince Yan's Mansion.

Su Zhenzhen was writing a diary for little Tangyuaner, her slender white fingers holding a rosewood wolf-hair brush. The next moment, she looked up at the man holding the same brush, smiled, and lowered her eyes to continue writing.

Rong Jinchen pursed his lips slightly. "Qingqing is so cute. Do you want to see how he writes?" A smile flashed across his deep dark eyes, and he continued to write in his diary.

It was drizzling outside, the weather in May had already turned warmer, and the sound of rain hitting the banana leaves penetrated through the window through the soft, smoke-like curtains of the clear sky after the rain.

The house was peaceful and quiet. The tall man and the petite girl sat together, a perfect match like a match made in heaven.

Time passed quietly, and before she knew it, Su Zhenzhen had stopped writing. Her little hand playfully touched the man's fair and slender big hand.

The man watched the girl's playful movements from the corner of his eye, his thin lips curled slightly, and the back of his hand with blue veins bulging silently moved closer to her tender palm, while his other hand was still writing in the diary for Xiao Tangyuan.

Su Zhenzhen smiled, supporting her chubby face with one hand and playing with the blue veins on the back of the man's hand with the other.

Suddenly, she realized a problem.

"Husband, have I gained weight?" Although she said that she would eat hard for the sake of the dumplings, she couldn't be too fat.

Su Zhenzhen still prefers slim ones.

She patted her own little face. It felt so bouncy and full of collagen. No wonder this man loved to pinch her so much.

Su Zhenzhen wrinkled her eyebrows like a caterpillar, pouted her mouth and started to act coquettishly, "Husband, wuwuwu..." Her eyes were full of water, and tears were rolling in her peach blossom eyes, but they just wouldn't fall.

Rong Jinchen's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He put down the wolf-hair brush in his hand and hugged her in his arms. "How could that be? Qingqing is so delicate and slim, how could she be fat?" He wrote in his notes that he should always take care of the pregnant woman's feelings.

Su Zhenzhen lay in his arms, looking up at him with her little face, "Really?" Pregnant women are indeed so sensitive and thoughtful, and they are also prone to losing their pearls.

The man looked at her fair, snow-white face. Her rosy complexion showed that she was well taken care of by him. He nodded with satisfaction and looked at her seriously, "Really?" He imitated her words.

Su Zhenzhen's eyelashes were still damp from tears, and her eyes were dark, bright and clear like a deer in the woods. She was so lovely and adorable that the man couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the corners of her red eyes. "Qingqing, this is just right. I am very satisfied and I like it." His voice rose at the end, and he touched her soft waist, his eyes looking at her little face with infinite tenderness.

Su Zhenzhen was so confused by his words that she completely forgot what she was struggling with. She buried her delicate face in the man's chest and said, "I believe in my husband." She rubbed him affectionately again.

Rong Jinchen listened to the sound of his heartbeat in his ears with a bit of helplessness. Sure enough, it was still as disappointing as ever. Even after being with Qingqing for such a long time, his heartbeat still accelerated.

Although he thought so in his mind, the slight upward curve of the man's lips showed that he was happy with it.

His voice was low and tender, his tone gentle, "Qingqing, even if you are really fat, it is normal. The little dumplings in Qingqing's belly also have weight. The weight of you in my heart is getting heavier and heavier." Hearing his words, Su Zhenzhen felt comfortable all over. Her small hands touched his chest and she looked up at him, "Don't dislike me, otherwise..." He leaned over and kissed her lips...

The drizzle outside the house has quietly stopped. A couple is snuggling together on the rosewood chaise longue, talking affectionately with their arms around each other.

"Husband, are Tangyuan's clothes ready?" Su Zhenzhen played with his bony knuckles, occasionally slipping her own fingers through them, their fingers interlocked. He looked at her enjoying playing with her fingers and laughed, "Tangyuan's clothes have been prepared from birth until she is three years old. Not only by us, but also by father and parents-in-law." Because they didn't know the gender, and although Su Zhenzhen and Rong Jinchen knew they had a child, they were not sure whether Luo Zhihan knew in this life.

So they prepared small clothes for both men and women, and the linings were all made of cotton.

She leaned against the man's strong chest and looked at Rong Jinchen, "Husband, you said before that you would take care of our baby yourself, but it's very tiring. What if you don't look good?" She poked the back of his hand with a teasing tone and a smile in her eyes.

Rong Jinchen choked, thought for a moment, and then said: "Then take care of Xiao Tangyuan during the day and give him to the wet nurse at night." He had done his homework and knew that women from ordinary families had to take care of children during the confinement period, and it would be exhausting if they met a bad in-law.

Qingqing would naturally not be left unattended, but she would definitely need to fully recover her body during the confinement period, so the child would naturally have to be taken care of by him.

It's not Qingqing's child alone, so he must contribute, otherwise wouldn't it seem like Qingqing is at a disadvantage?

Su Zhenzhen felt her heart fluttering at his seemingly normal words.

The girl's sparkling eyes were full of admiration and love. She looked at the man tenderly, "Husband, you are a super super super good husband. I have personally certified it. I believe you will also be a very good father in the future." Hearing this, Rong Jinchen gently pinched her chubby little face.