Zhao Zhong remained silent. In fact, they all knew that when Emperor Yan asked when Princess Yongfu would give birth, Emperor Yan had already made up his mind to adopt the Prime Minister's opinion. A place like Nanzhong was a hot potato. Putting aside whether Princess Yongfu could handle it, even if she could, she would ultimately gain nothing. The Prime Minister couldn't help but feel guilty about scheming against a woman who had just given birth.
Seeing the Prime Minister's expression, Zhao Zhong sneered inwardly. What's the use of doing this now that things have already been done?
The Prime Minister offered no explanation and simply returned to his residence calmly. After changing his clothes, he went to the small Buddhist shrine in the Prime Minister's residence. Looking at the memorial tablets inside, the Prime Minister respectfully lit three incense sticks and said, "Your Majesty, I have fulfilled my promise to you."
That memorial tablet belonged to the late Empress Chen.
The Prime Minister's expression was somewhat sorrowful: "This can be considered as repaying your kindness and life-saving grace back then."
It seems even Emperor Yan has forgotten that the Prime Minister was initially rescued by the Empress, and it was the Empress who gave him the opportunity to meet Emperor Yan.
However, this matter happened a long time ago, and the people around Emperor Yan and the Empress had changed several times, with many dying. The only people who knew about it were the Empress and the Prime Minister. Before she died, the Empress sent a letter to the Prime Minister, asking him to give Princess Yongfu a chance to rise.
The push was vague, but the Prime Minister understood the Empress's meaning. When the opportunity presented itself, he did such a thing, yet he didn't know whether what he did was right or wrong.
They didn't even know what the outcome of this matter would be, whether it would be good or bad for Princess Yongfu, but one thing was certain: as a result, the differences between Princess Yongfu, or rather the Xuanwang Mansion, and Emperor Yan would likely grow larger and larger, and their conflicts would become irreconcilable.
However, the Prime Minister only offered suggestions on this matter; it was Emperor Yan who truly made the decision to implement them.
Why was Emperor Yan so wary of the Xuan Prince's residence, or rather, of Princess Yongfu?
Even the Prime Minister couldn't understand it. In his view, even if Princess Yongfu was talented, she wouldn't be a threat to Emperor Yan. Moreover, Emperor Yan and the Xuan Prince's Mansion should have a closer relationship, since the Prime Minister believed they faced both external enemies and internal troubles.
Regardless of his thoughts, the deed was done, so the Prime Minister put it out of his mind. Now, the most important thing was to think about the reforms, the hidden fields, and how to face King Xuan.
The Prime Minister looked at the Empress's memorial tablet and said, "The Empress's kindness is truly difficult to repay."
After lingering for a while, the Prime Minister came out of the Buddhist hall and said to the people guarding outside, "Don't put pears in anymore, the Empress doesn't like them."
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Inside the Princess Fuzhou Mansion, Mr. Du and the others stood guard outside the courtyard, while inside the main courtyard, only maids hurried about, and no one dared to make a loud noise.
Madam Yuan stayed with Yan Shujin in the delivery room, while the imperial physician stood guard at the door, and Yu Xing relayed messages between the inside and outside of the room.
Yan Shujin suddenly went into labor in the morning. The midwives were all from the princess's residence, as were the nannies from the palace. Without asking anyone, they all knew that the priority was to save the princess. If it really came down to whether to save the child or the mother, the priority would be to save the mother.
Even Madam Yuan understood that nothing or no one was more important than Princess Yongfu. She now only hoped that Princess Yongfu could give birth to her child safely.
Compared to the tension of these people, Yan Shujin, though somewhat disheveled, was much calmer. After the pain subsided, she was able to eat a few bites of noodles that Aunt Yu had specially prepared for her. Only when the pain was severe would she call out "Mother" or "Ning'an".
Unable to help, Madam Yuan stood in a corner to avoid disturbing others. Hearing Yan Shujin's voice, she felt a pang of sadness. At this moment, Princess Yongfu must have wanted her husband by her side, but alas... when she gave birth to Ning'an, Dalang was there for her. At that time, she felt she was not afraid of anything, as long as she could safely give birth to Dalang's child.
At this moment, Madam Yuan cursed her son inwardly. Even though she knew he was helping his father-in-law, she still felt it was inappropriate for him not to stay by the princess's side.
Yan Shujin took a deep breath. Her hair was soaked with sweat, and her face was contorted with pain. She looked at the doorway, but couldn't see clearly: "Ning An... hasn't Ning An come back yet?"
Hearing Yan Shujin's words, Aunt Yu felt a sharp pain in her heart and said, "It's almost time, the Prince Consort will be back soon."
Yan Shujin hummed in response, panting with pain as she tilted her head back. She couldn't see clearly, but she knew in her heart that it would probably be a while before Han Jing returned, perhaps even before the baby's third-day celebration.
This child...this child will take her surname after birth, because Han Jing is a bastard! Oh well, if it's a boy, he can stay with Ning An...
When the baby's cries were heard, everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief.
The midwife held the cleaned baby and said, "Congratulations, Princess, it's a girl."
Yan Shujin moved her lips. She didn't feel any pain at the moment; instead, she had no strength left. Turning her head to look at the child, she said, "A girl, then let her have the surname Yan, so that bastards will be jealous..."
Speaking incoherently, and after glancing at it a few more times, Yan Shujin fell asleep.
Author's Note: Bao Jie: You damn coward Han!
Han Songsong: My daughter is great, let's name her Yan Baobei!
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