Chapter 49 Chapter 49 Queen
"Xian'er's current predicament is inextricably linked to those two." Liang Jiugong warned with a half-smile, "Don't let them live too comfortably."
"Don't worry, I won't let those two off easily, but..."
Yinzhen was melancholy, his eyes fixed on Zhuangzi where smoke from cooking fires intermittently rose.
The eighth brother and the Guo Luoluo couple are one. If he confronts the eighth brother, the wife and the Guo Luoluo couple will inevitably be implicated.
Liang Jiugong sighed, "Indeed, Guo Luoluo is truly loyal to Xian'er, but let's just keep things separate."
"If someone bullies you and you don't fight back, Xian'er and her son will suffer the same fate."
After Liang Jiugong finished speaking, he jumped on his horse, whipped it and left.
After Liang Jiugong walked away, Su Peisheng hurried to the Fourth Prince's side and reminded him worriedly, "Master, I have a feeling that Liang Jiugong is not telling the truth. I don't know what the contents of that box are."
Su Peisheng pondered for a moment, then said firmly, "But no matter what's in that box, it's not something that can ruin your reputation."
If anything happens to the Fourth Master, the Concubine and her son will become orphans and widows. As A-mu, who watched the Concubine grow up, how could Liang Jiugong not be heartbroken?
"Master, the Eighth Master is here." The Flying Guillotine Commander flashed from the darkness.
"Heh." Yinzhen sneered, "Su Peisheng, secret order, no need to show mercy to Yinsi."
Su Peisheng bowed and said, "I just received news that the Eighth Lady is seriously ill. Please allow the wedding to be postponed until May of next year."
"May?" Yinzhen frowned, feeling mixed emotions.
If it weren't for Guo Luoluo's sincerity towards the concubine, he would have already cooperated with Yuqing Palace to uproot his eighth brother.
Now, in order to take care of Xian'er, Guo Luoluo has postponed the wedding date to May.
After hesitating for a long time, Yinzhen raised his eyes and said, "Su Peisheng, tell them to hold their troops in place from the day before Yinsi's wedding to three months after it."
Su Peisheng lowered his head in surprise: "Huh."
My grandfather used to be decisive and never hesitated because of his children's love.
The master has let the Eighth Master off the hook, but what about the Eighth Master? He is in cahoots with the Prince of Zhi and adds insult to injury at the critical moment.
Outside the back door of Zhuangzi, Wan Ning took off the engagement ring with tears in her eyes and threw it at the man.
"Eighth Master, I have said that Xian'er is my bottom line. If you dare to harm her, we will be completely separated."
Hearing her address him so distantly, Yinsi felt a sharp pain in his heart: "Wan'er, in your heart, the Fourth Lady is more important than me? Then what am I?"
"Yinsi! Are you really going to force me to death? You know that you and Xian'er are equally important to me, so why are you so aggressive?"
"You should be thankful that Xian'er and her child are safe. Otherwise, I would have become a nun, lived a vegetarian life, chanted Buddhist scriptures for Xian'er's salvation, and repented for my sins."
"The petty intrigues among you men have nothing to do with us women. Only incompetent men take advantage of women."
Wan Ning raised her head and held back tears: "Yinsi, if you want to cancel the engagement, that's fine. I have no parents, and even fewer relatives to rely on. If those wolves and tigers can plunder my property and exterminate my clan, that would be exactly what I want."
"I don't owe you anything, but I will never be able to repay what I owe Xian'er."
"Eighth Prince, if you have nothing else to do, I will take my leave first." Wan Ning turned around with tears in her eyes.
Her waist tightened and the man hugged her from behind.
"Wan'er, when this servant came to report, I was discussing politics with officials from the Ministry of Justice. Big Brother happened to come by. I...I admit that I tacitly agreed to Big Brother's plan."
"Fourth brother is Yuqing Palace's most capable assistant. If we can defeat him, seizing the throne will be a piece of cake. Wan'er, I can make you the queen, the mother of the country. Don't you want to be the queen?"
Wan Ning froze and shook her head without hesitation: "If the position of Queen requires stepping on Xian'er's corpse, I would rather be the Eighth Concubine forever. I believe she would not step on my corpse to become Queen. I understand her."
"Wan'er! Listen to me, the Crown Prince isn't actually that scary. Fourth Brother is even scarier. He will be my mortal enemy in my fight for the throne, and he will never let me go."
"What would you do if something happened to me? My fourth brother and I have nowhere to retreat. For the sake of our loved ones, we can only wield our swords and move forward. Kill any god we meet, and kill any Buddha we meet."
"Yinsi, tacit consent is accomplice. Don't fool me with those deceitful lies you told me in court. After Xian'er has been released from confinement for a month, if you are still willing to marry me, I will happily do so. Otherwise, I will come to the palace today to implore His Majesty to cancel the engagement."
"I just found a random man to have sex with and defiled my body, and then they said I was lewd and shameless and unworthy of a royal son. Whatever."
Wan Ning burst into tears: "Anyway, I don't want to marry anyone else in this life."
"Guo Luoluo Wanning!" Yinsi was furious. He turned her around and held her in his arms, pressing her down with a passionate kiss filled with anger.
Wan Ning couldn't push him away, her body gradually softened, and she hugged and kissed him while crying.
He had always been gentle to her, but today he bit her lip, which was rare. Wan Ning pushed him away in pain.
The man stumbled and fell to the ground.
Wan Ning felt distressed and reached out to help him, but he pushed her away.
"If one day, your Xian'er and I are both facing death, will you choose... forget it? Why should I humiliate myself?"
Yinsi stood up in despair.
"I'm waiting for you to marry me. I won't break off the engagement. You can only be my woman for the rest of your life. Don't even think about breaking off the engagement."
Yinsi turned away, and her sad crying could be heard behind him.
Yinsi paused in pain.
"If that day ever comes, I will choose you and die with Xian'er."
Wan Ning burst into tears and fled crying.
Yinsi was stunned and stood there for a long time without saying a word.
The personal eunuch Yan Jin came up behind the Eighth Master and didn't dare to say a word.
After a long while, Yinsi sighed and said in a hoarse voice: "Yan Jin, withdraw the irrefutable evidence immediately. After the wedding of Master and Consort Jin, we can proceed with our plans slowly."
"Master, how are we going to explain this to the Ninth and Tenth Masters? If we miss this opportunity, the Fourth Prince will completely gain a firm foothold in the court."
Yinsi smiled bitterly: "You underestimated my fourth brother. If my guess is correct, even if I break off relations with him this time, the result will only be a loss for both sides."
"Ninth and tenth brothers, I will explain it myself, just do as you are told."
Yan Jin lowered his head helplessly: "Yeah."
When I turned around, I saw that Mr. Ba's eyes were red and he was rubbing his eyes.
Yan Jin opened his mouth wide, his eyes filled with shock.
Wan Ning returned to the manor and heard from the servants that the Fourth Prince had the audacity to squeeze into the west wing to stay.
Wan Ning sniffed and muttered softly, "He's still a human being. He's just in time. You should immediately throw all the hard work on the farm to him."
At night, Wan Ning took a bath, changed her clothes and returned to the inner room. She saw the Fourth Prince sitting in front of the bed, holding Xian'er's hand tightly, with his broad shoulders slightly shrugged.
The corners of her lips curled up, and she tiptoed back to the east wing to rest.
"Miss, the Eighth Master sent someone to deliver the new ring from the Old Silver Shop."
"Oh, don't let his dog get within a hundred steps of the manor gate." Wan Ning opened the jewelry box and stared at the ring for a long time without saying a word.
The engagement ring was broken by her. She had worn it for several years and always subconsciously reached out to touch the ring. Today, she touched her empty thumb several times, and her heart also felt empty and aching.
Wan Ning picked up the ring and subconsciously held it under the lamp. Sure enough, she found his Manchu name on the inner circle of the ring.
She burst into laughter and solemnly put the ring on her thumb.
"Miss, the Fourth Prince is personally helping the Fourth Lady wash herself and won't let the servants help." Nanny Gui paced over anxiously.
Wan Ning's smile widened. "Let him go. He owes Xian'er this. If the little prince is born safely in the future, I will definitely throw his diaper in his face."
"Madam Gui, keep an eye on Tong Jia. If she gets pregnant, have the spies find a way to get rid of the bastard." Wan Ning's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
"This... girl, after all, is a family affair of the Fourth Prince's harem, and it also involves the royal heirs. If it gets out..."
"What are you afraid of? I'm an orphan with no parents and a worthless life. If I get rich, I'll get rich. You can blame it all on me. I won't blame you."
"Miss, you are the only blood of the princess and her husband. Even if I die, I will never betray you. Don't worry."
"Madam Gui, if anything happens to me in the future, you take them to find the Fourth Lady. She will definitely take care of you until the end of your life. Do you understand?"
Aunt Gui shook her head: "Wherever you go, I will accompany you."
"Mammy..." Wan Ning hugged Mammy Gui and sobbed softly, "Why hasn't Xian'er woken up yet? I'm afraid she's dead... If she dies, I won't have the face to marry Yinsi anymore. I'm done..."
Aunt Gui gently soothed the girl's trembling back, shedding tears in silence.
On the morning of October 26th, Wan Ning sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed a teacup, and smashed it hard at the disgusting figure walking out the door.
"Fourth Prince, I wish you and your concubine a son soon, and may you live in harmony with your wife!"
Su Peisheng carefully brushed the tea leaves off Grandpa's back with a whisk.
I could clearly dodge it, but I just stood there and got beaten.
"Uncle Dong, the Fourth Prince is very happy, you should follow him and help him." Wan Ning said softly.
"I obey your command." Donglin, the old eunuch who served Wan Ning, pursed his waist and stood beside Su Peisheng.
Su Peisheng nodded politely. Donglin was the old man who lived by the Eighth Concubine's mother. After the princess passed away, the Eighth Concubine took care of these old people.
How could the Eighth Lady be so kind as to send someone to help? It was obvious that she wanted the old eunuch to monitor the Fourth Master's every move.
It was obvious that the Eighth Lady did not believe a single word of what the Fourth Master said about the truth about Fanhua Tower.
Seeing that the Fourth Master did not refuse, Su Peisheng had no choice but to politely lead the old eunuch back to the mansion.
The Fourth Prince's mansion was decorated with lights and colors. Because the concubine who had just married into the family was of noble status and the marriage was arranged by the Emperor, many guests had gathered today.
A concubine is included in the imperial register and is a legitimate member of the royal family. Even the children born to the concubine are not born out of wedlock, but are called concubines, and enjoy almost the same treatment as the legitimate children.
What's more, the Fourth Prince's concubine's surname was Tongjia.
The inside story of Fanhua Tower was not spread widely. The only rumor in the capital was that the Fourth Prince and his cousin were childhood sweethearts and could not help falling in love. Tong Jia compromised and this story became a good one.
However, the Fourth Lady, Nara, became a stumbling block between this pair of childhood sweethearts.
Tong Jia was in the limelight today. Not only did the Emperor bestow upon her a sedan chair carried by eight men, the Prince's Mansion also opened the main gate to welcome her into the palace.
The only flaw was that her residence was in the northwest corner. Although it was decorated magnificently and was more spacious and luxurious than the Fujin Courtyard, it was the farthest from her fourth cousin's residence.
After paying homage to heaven and earth and performing the wedding ceremonies, Tong Jia waited anxiously for her fourth cousin to lift the red veil.
The moment the veil was lifted, Tong Jia raised her eyes shyly, as if struck by lightning.
After a moment of surprise, she smiled and said, "Prince."
"What? Are you disappointed to see me?" The prince, dressed in a moon-white casual suit, looked at the beauty with a half-smile.
Tong Jia's face was filled with shyness. "What are you disappointed about? My heart has always been with Mingyue. How could Fourth Cousin not know who my beloved is? It's just... I am destined not to be able to accompany the Crown Prince openly in this life."
"I originally wanted to meet you before marrying far away, but I adore the Crown Prince so much that I can't help myself. I am shameless."
"I originally thought I would leave quietly after a brief encounter, but my fourth cousin brought this matter before the Emperor. I would rather die than implicate the Crown Prince. I can only let my fourth cousin bear the stigma. I feel so sorry for my fourth cousin, and even more sorry for the Crown Prince."
"I originally wanted to hang myself, but when I thought about never seeing you again, I couldn't bear to die. I thought it would be better to just live on. Even if I could see you a few more times in my remaining life, it would be good."
The beauty hesitated to speak, her eyes tearing up, and Yinreng softened his heart.
"Master, my period hasn't come yet, and I've been feeling unwell these past few days. I'm afraid I'm pregnant with your child."
Tong Jia was not lying. For more than a month, she did not sit and wait for death, but took bowl after bowl of pregnancy-maintaining medicine.
That day, the prince was so excited that he asked her for sex as many as four times.
She had taken fertility medication beforehand, so she was most likely pregnant.
Yinreng's eyes changed slightly, and he raised his hand to tear open her bright red wedding dress, and approached her: "There is no trace of it, wait until I arrange for someone to confirm it first."
"From now on, a wall will be built around your yard, separating it from your fourth brother's backyard, making it your own little world."
"I will listen to you, Master." Tong Jia felt bitter in her heart. She had become the prince's concubine.
Now completely desperate, she endured the discomfort and tried her best to please the prince.
In the main courtyard of Fu Jin, Yinzhen changed out of his ceremonial clothes and stared at the empty inner room in a daze.
"Master, the carriage is ready." Su Peisheng had changed into casual clothes.
"Well, I'll take leave from now on until Fu Jin is out of confinement."
Yinzhen rushed to Tanzhe Mountain at night.
The wind was strong and the snow was heavy. Wan Ning couldn't sleep all night. She didn't dare to smash anything and paced around the yard angrily.
Suddenly, the sound of chaotic horse hooves was heard. Wan Ning stopped, walked to the gate with a smile, and opened the wooden fence door herself.
"Mammy, I'm sleepy. Please comb my hair and let me rest."
Wan Ning yawned and walked back to the east wing.
On a snowy night, Yinzhen dismounted from his horse and rubbed the frost off his eyelashes.
Su Peisheng didn't have time to brush the snow off his shoulders, so he hurriedly reached out and brushed away the thin snow on his grandfather's shoulders.
Pushing the door open and entering the inner room, Yinzhen rubbed his frozen hands, and warmed his body in front of the charcoal basin before daring to approach his wife and children.
Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he held Xian'er's swollen feet in his arms and rubbed them carefully.
"Xian'er, the Crown Prince and Tong Jia will have their wedding night tonight."
"I have to meet and greet people, so I'm sorry for the delay."
"The snowy road was difficult to walk on just now. My horse's hoof stepped on empty air and I fell very hard."
The master's low voice could be heard intermittently from inside the house.
Su Peisheng lowered his head and wiped his tears. No matter what his master said, it was of no avail. Even if the Golden Immortal came, he could not wake up the person who was pretending to be asleep.
Fu Jin had already woken up.
Yinzhen muttered to himself for a moment, then carefully lay down beside Xian'er and hugged her from behind.
After the servant came in and blew out the candle, Chu Xian slowly opened her eyes.
He wasn't asleep, his nose was pressed against her ear, his hot breath sprayed on her cheek, making her eyes sore.
She did not try to hide the fact that she was pretending to be asleep, so how could he, a man as cunning as him, not see through her thoughts?
I thought he would be angry and leave after making himself look bad.
Unexpectedly, he has been staying by her side for more than a month and won't leave.
He took care of her daily life, no matter how big or small, even bathing and wiping her body.
Chu Xian felt ashamed at first, but as time went by, she got used to it so shamefully that she could even take a bath in his arms without blushing or getting nervous.
But how long can I pretend to be asleep?
I can't just give birth to a little prince without saying a word on the day of delivery.
I'm so sleepy. I've been feeling restless all day, and the little prince is even more noisy tonight. Chu Xian yawned openly, grabbed the man's warm hand, and placed it on her restless stomach.
The young prince was afraid of his father and became completely obedient.
Her eyelids grew heavy.
After a while, the sound of heavy breathing came from the room. Yinzhen hugged his wife tightly and kissed her cheeks and hair secretly.
Early the next morning, Wan Ning drove the Fourth Prince, who had prepared breakfast himself, out of the house.
"Xian'er, I asked Uncle Dong to follow me everywhere yesterday. Uncle Dong said he never set foot in the bridal chamber. He sat in your courtyard until midnight and then rode a carriage through the night to come and be with you."
"Oh." Chu Xian slowly sat up and went to the ear room to change clothes.
Unfortunately, the man was washing his face.
Chu Xian held her belly, pretended not to see it, turned around and ignored him.
The sound of the man's receding footsteps came from behind.
After he was completely gone, Chu Xian turned around and saw that the screen had been removed.
The toilet lid was lifted, the armrest was set up, and the copper basin for washing hands was filled with hot water.
Back in the inner room, Wan Ning was eating buns.
"Xian'er, you're right, the Fourth Prince's cooking skills are even better than the cook in my small kitchen. How about asking him to write down the recipe for these mutton fried dumplings for me?"
"And these pickled cucumbers, sour, crisp and sweet. Would you please ask him to pickle an extra jar for me?"
"Go find him yourself." Chu Xian was unhappy. She poked the fried bun with a chopstick and ate it absentmindedly.
"Xian'er, let me be fair. When he first met you, he didn't know your true identity. You two are the same."
"Later, he learned of your identity, but he loved you so much that he didn't dare expose it. For love, a dignified prince stooped low and became a shady concubine."
"Xian'er, I know you like him too, why don't you just be frank and say it clearly?"
Chu Xian shook her head: "I can't explain it. I don't know how to face him. What I can do in front of Chi Zheng, I can't do to him."
"Chi Zheng and he are two different people."
Chu Xian was lost: "Don't say anymore, it's fine now. I don't need to open up to him and talk about love."
She didn't dare to break the current situation. She couldn't behave intimately with Chi Zheng in front of that man.
It makes me sick just thinking about it.
She felt ashamed when she thought about how she had almost no secrets in front of Chi Zheng and even discussed with Chi Zheng how to defeat that man.
She acted like a fool, and the man knew who she was, but still acted like a fool and watched her do something stupid.
He must have thought she was a complete fool.
The more Chu Xian thought about it, the more ashamed she felt. She covered her face and didn't dare to look up at anyone.
"Wan Ning, do I look like a fool? I said so many things in front of him that I was dissatisfied with him. He must think I am a fool."
Wan Ning handed the peeled eggs to her.
"You are indeed a fool. Everyone can see that he loves you, but you are the only one who is blind."
"He's also a big fool, hiding things and not daring to be honest."
"I hope I'm really blind, so that out of sight, out of mind is better." Chu Xian sighed.
"Little one, don't learn from your mother and act silly." Wan Ning reached out and gently stroked her bulging belly.
"The men of the Aisin-Gioro family are the most self-disciplined and respectful, but also the most insane. Once they meet their beloved, they will follow her through thick and thin. Look at the emperors of the Qing Dynasty; almost all of them were infatuated."
"Even Emperor Kangxi, a wise and sage emperor, did the absurd thing of placing Empress Hesheli's coffin in the Palace of Heavenly Purity and sleeping with the empress's corpse."
"And the Prince of Zhi, who, under the pretext of giving birth to a legitimate son, favored the First Consort for ten years."
"Only wealthy families can produce romantic people."
"The bond between you and the Fourth Prince was destined at first sight. It's hard to explain. Otherwise, why would you choose Chi Zheng over Zhang San and Li Si among so many people?"
As Wan Ning continued to talk, Chu Xian sighed softly, "Wan Ning, if the Eighth Master is forced to take a concubine in the future, do you still think it's a good idea to marry into the royal family?"
"You should know that once a couple in heaven falls in love and is bound by love, they will suffer immensely."
Wan Ning remained silent, her head hanging in dejection: "Stop talking, I'm afraid of this too."
"The biggest difference between Chi Zheng and him, can you feel it now?"
"I understand. Xian'er, how many people in this world can give you the unique and true love you desire? It's easy to deceive you for a while, but can he stick to his original intention for a lifetime?"
"I've thought it through. My beauty has faded, my love has waned, and I've grown old and ugly. The day Yinsi despises me, I'll turn a blind eye and move to the farm. In short, I can't let those young and beautiful bitches show off in front of me."
Wan Ning choked up and said, "If you're unhappy by then, we can go to the manor together and keep each other company."
Outside the door, Su Peisheng became more and more frightened as he listened. The Eighth Concubine had just agreed to everything in the kitchen, but now she was urging the concubine to leave the mansion in the future.
What do you mean by beauty fades and love fades? If I value beauty, then what would the ordinary Lin Shu have to do with me?
Su Peisheng looked at the Fourth Master who was busy preparing lunch at the stove, and felt that the Master was being wronged even more.
"Fujin, let me be fair. My master is in love with the plain-looking Lin Shu, not her beauty. How can you say that love fades with beauty?"
Wan Ning stole a glance at Xian'er, lowering her head in silence. She covered her lips and said, "Su Peisheng, could it be that your master thinks Lin Shu is too ugly to be worthy of such a gentleman?"
"Oh, Eighth Lady, please forgive me. Our Prince is busy cooking in the kitchen, preparing soup for Lady and the young master. He knows nothing. It's my fault for being so nosy."
Su Peisheng gritted his teeth and slapped himself hard, making sure that the two troublesome masters inside could hear the crisp sound.
"The servants in the front yard can clearly see how the master feels about the concubine..." Su Peisheng wanted to say a few more good words for the master, but was interrupted by the domineering Eighth Concubine.
"Alright, alright, that sharp mouth of yours can be used as a knife to chop bones."
"Wan Ning, tell him to go back to his master and yell." Chu Xian covered her ears tightly.
Su Peisheng raised his eyebrows and said with a shameless smile: "Fujin, you are also my master. If you don't mind my noisy behavior, I can tell you a story. Would you like to listen?"
"Go away, stop making noise."
Xian Rong grabbed Su Peisheng by the back of his collar, pushed him aside, and replaced Su Peisheng to guard the door.
Su Peisheng couldn't beat Xian Rong, so he hid by the window angrily and squatted there, continuing to eavesdrop on the movements inside the house diligently.
If the Eighth Lady slandered the Fourth Master again, he would have to bite the bullet and say a few words in his defense.
Inside the house, Wan Ning pushed the seeded and peeled grapes in front of Chu Xian. "Look, I always feel that there's something wrong with these brothers. Everything they do is rigid and boring. Eating grapes without spitting out the skins is so boring."
Chu Xian pushed the plate of grapes away, but then heard Wan Ning gently remind her, "Just now, the Fourth Prince said that eating more grapes would make children have fair skin and bright eyes like grapes. He must be fooling us."
Chu Xian pursed her lips, picked up the grapes and ate them absentmindedly.
"Wan Ning, don't postpone your wedding with Master Ba, or I won't be able to see you."
Wan Ning shook her head firmly: "You are about to give birth at the end of February, and you will need to recuperate in March. I have discussed with him and changed the wedding date to April 8th, which is my birthday. It will be a double blessing."
"But..." Chu Xian felt extremely guilty. She was worried that the Eighth Master would vent his anger on Wan Ning.
"But what? If I get pregnant in the future, will you abandon me? It's settled. Yinsi submitted the petition yesterday, and I think His Majesty has approved it today."
"Wan Ning, I owe you a huge favor. I'll remember it." Chu Xian secretly decided to give Wan Ning another twenty loads of dowry. Without explaining it to her, she quietly moved it to her private vault.
"Xian'er, the New Year is coming to an end. I need to go back home next month. I want to tell you first that I will come to accompany you two months before your delivery."
Go ahead and do your own thing. I'm fine, don't worry."
"It's very good." Wan Ning looked towards the open window and saw the Fourth Prince coming with a food box to deliver snacks.
There was a knock on the door, and Su Peisheng's voice came: "Fujin, Eighth Fujin, today's snacks are lotus cake, pine yellow cake, milk cake, and cream puff pastry."
Wan Ning chuckled: "Look, even my Yinsi isn't this thoughtful. He only knows how to make dumplings. I haven't eaten them for a long time. I miss them so much."
Chu Xian pushed the cakes in front of Wan Ning and said, "The sauerkraut and beef dumplings made by Master Ba are delicious. If he makes them again in the future, you have to give me two."
"Look at what you said. I'll give you two plates. From now on, we'll be neighbors. When the dumplings come out of the pot and are brought to you, they'll definitely be steaming hot and burning your mouth."
"Oh, this lotus cake is so delicious. I never get tired of it. And this milk cake is delicious too."
When Su Peisheng opened the second layer of the food box, Wan Ning was stunned and stared at the emerald cabbage dumplings silently for a long time.
Chu Xian picked up a dumpling and put it in Wan Ning's bowl: "Don't miss it, eat it quickly."
Wan Ning's eyes were red as she pushed a large plate of dumplings in front of Xian'er. "I've been eating the dishes made by the Fourth Prince these days. Today, I'll let you taste the dumplings made by my wife herself."
In the kitchen, Yinsi withdrew his thoughts, rolled up his sleeves and looked at his fourth brother who was concentrating on kneading dough: "Fourth brother, how do you cook lotus cake and milk cake?"
"Eighth brother, you should also teach Fourth brother how to make fried dumplings with pickled cabbage and beef."
The two brothers raised their eyes at the same time, and when they saw each other's funny appearance with gray hair and pale face, they couldn't help laughing and lowered their heads to suppress their laughter.
At lunch time, Su Peisheng came with a big food box.
"My two masters, today's lunch includes fried beef dumplings." Su Peisheng laid out seven or eight exquisite dishes. He placed a plate of dumplings in front of the Eighth Lady, then took out another and placed it in front of his own Lady.
"Hey, why do I feel that yours is more crispy?" Wan Ning picked up a dumpling and put it in her mouth, slightly stunned.
"Eat quickly, Xian'er." Wan Ning lowered her head and ate dumplings.
"Which one is crispier? If you think mine is better, I'll trade with you." Chu Xian pushed the dumplings in front of her in front of Wan Ning.
"No, no, no, this plate is covered with my saliva." Wan Ning pushed the dumplings back.
"When did you become so particular? You used to want to snatch food from my mouth." Chu Xian smiled and picked up a dumpling and put it into her mouth.
After a moment of hesitation, she silently put down her chopsticks.
He looked up and saw Wan Ning looking at him expectantly. He gritted his teeth and continued to pick up his chopsticks and finish the whole plate of dumplings.
"Xian'er, the day after tomorrow, October 30th, Yinsi and I are going to go ice skating. We'll come back to see you in two days."
Wan Ning deliberately emphasized the date of October 30th.
The day after tomorrow is that person’s birthday, how could Chu Xian not remember it?
She pretended not to get the hint and lowered her head to eat her food.
At this time, Nanny Gui came over leisurely and whispered in Wan Ning's ear.
Wan Ning's face darkened, and suddenly her eyes were filled with contempt and sneer: "Xian'er, Tong Jia is pregnant. She's been pregnant for over a month, and I heard it's twins."
Chu Xian subconsciously looked out the window and saw the man arguing with Mr. Ba on the snow.
"It's none of my business."
Wan Ning came up to her with a smile and said, "It has nothing to do with the Fourth Prince. Uncle Dong is my mother's servant. He won't take sides with the Fourth Prince. Don't worry."
"It's just that Tong Jia can't help but occupy the position of the concubine's heir, which is disgusting. Those evil creatures still have to call you mother. It's depressing just thinking about it."
"Someone is willing to be a cuckold, and I got two children for free. Why should I be upset?" Chu Xian teased angrily.
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