Chapter 30

Qi Xinglan had met Prince Ning only a few times, and had never even paid much attention to his appearance. He only vaguely remembered that his eyes were very similar to those of the old emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

He thought he was so smart and sure of victory, but in fact he was stupid as hell.

When Qi Xinglan thought about how such a person would eventually fall, she sneered and said, "He also knows how to be afraid? He didn't think about his own fate when he did those things."

Hui Lin thought he looked very cute at this moment, so he reached out and touched his head. Qi Xinglan suddenly moved, stared at Hui Lin with wide eyes and said, "I thought, if our uncle falls, will those royal families who followed him in the past become hesitant and turn to you like fence-sitters?"

Hui Lin was worried again, but he didn't take his hand off Qi Xinglan's head. He said, "I expected this a long time ago, but it doesn't matter. The Hui family can't unify the world with this bunch of backstabbing people."

“It’s really annoying just looking at it…”

Hui Lin's hand slid down Qi Xinglan's body and pinched his knuckles again.

Qi Xinglan also stared at his movements, and suddenly held his hand and compared it with her own: "I just noticed that your hand is so much bigger than mine."

Qi Xinglan's knuckles are long and white. Although her fingertips are a little thin, they are still very soft and tender compared to Hui Lin's.

"The skeletons of the Xiyuan people are just a little bit bigger."

Hui Lin held him, and the action changed to interlocking their fingers. The difference in the color and size of the two hands became more obvious.

Qi Xinglan paused and said with regret, "Ah? Then let Fucao stay with me, otherwise I will be in so much pain when he is born."

I originally thought that if I let him do what he wanted, he would become a genius in horse riding and archery in the future. But now I think that this is not necessary for Qi Xinglan who is very afraid of pain.

Hui Lin patted the back of his hand as a warning and said sternly, "Don't say such unlucky words again."

Qi Xinglan knew that he had been worried about accidents ever since she became pregnant, so he was very cautious.

She didn't want to go against him at this moment, so Qi Xinglan nodded repeatedly: "I know, I know, I just said it casually, who doesn't want to live forever?"

Hui Lin still didn't smile. Qi Xinglan wondered, "Are you angry just because of this?"

Qi Xinglan came over and sat on his lap, so close that she almost wanted to get close to his face, and pecked his lips again and again, "I promise, I will be with you forever, okay?"

Hui Lin's expression was much softer, but she still refused to let him kiss her. How could she have been like this before?

Qi Xinglan used her ultimate move. He let go of Hui Lin and took over the mantle, ordering him: "Don't be so sullen and angry here. I promised to be with you forever, and now I want to kiss you, and you won't let me?"

"Lan'er..."

Qi Xinglan saw that Hui Lin had finally loosened his grip, so she kissed him before he could finish his words.

The long arms immediately tightened his waist, but out of consideration for the child, they still left some room, but the kiss was not stopped at all.

......

The kiss finally ended, but Hui Lin did not let go of the other person immediately. Instead, she hugged him tenderly, looking into his eyes, with her nose rubbing against his.

Qi Xinglan felt uncomfortable and moved a few times subconsciously, but immediately froze in place after sensing something unusual.

"You...are you kidding?"

Seeing that he was having a hard time getting over it, Qi Xinglan cautiously left his side, "...I heard that it would be fine after three months?"

If it wasn't Qi Xinglan's illusion, then veins seemed to be popping up on his forehead. Qi Xinglan only heard him say with forbearance: "You are a man, and your body is different from that of a woman during pregnancy... If I can't control the strength, I'm afraid it will cause a big mistake."

"no."

Qi Xinglan was rejected, so naturally she couldn't say anything nice. She just said stubbornly, "It's not me you want anyway, so just bear with it. I'm leaving."

After saying that, he turned around and went to bed to rest.

Before leaving, Hui Lin still held his hand. Qi Xinglan immediately understood what he meant and tacitly agreed in her heart.

......

The scene changed again, and the two of them were still lying on the bed with their clothes on. Qi Xinglan was in his arms, with her hands still held in his hands, massaging Qi Xinglan's finger joints one by one.

Hui Lin's satisfied look formed a sharp contrast with Qi Xinglan.

Qi Xinglan nestled in his arms and monitored his movements, even though lying on his solid chest was not comfortable and even a little uneasy.

"Hui Lin, those Hui royal family members, is it true that I have only met them a few times?"

Hui Lin nodded, "We only met briefly a few times when we got married and during the New Year ancestor worship. They may not even recognize your face."

Qi Xinglan said: "Then...why not find an opportunity to hold a banquet and send invitations to their wives."

Hui Lin was a little confused, "What does Lan'er mean?"

Qi Xinglan slapped him mercilessly, "You are so stupid, I will definitely let them know who is the boss of the Hui family. Not to mention that it will help the Hui family and Xiyuan, even if they stay at home quietly, it is a hundred times better than following the colluding Prince Ning."

"The queen has sent them an invitation. I want to see who dares not to come."

Hui Lin felt that she was basically hopeless, and even found her husband's domineering look adorable, so she smiled and said, "Okay, then I will rely on my husband to manage the household for me."

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Qi Xinglan said that the sooner the better, the sooner the better, so that evening the banquet was scheduled for the day after tomorrow.

To show his sincerity, he even wrote the name of... on the invitation himself.

He wrote every name of the invited guests by hand. After Qi Xinglan finished writing the last copy, he closed it and placed it with Fuwen after the ink dried.

When his subordinates went to deliver the invitation, he asked Fu Wen to remind them: "Make sure to say that the invitation was written by Her Majesty the Queen herself."

The palace maids didn't understand what the unusual meaning of these words was, but they must have conveyed the message, because on the day of the banquet, all the wives of the various families came.

"How is your Majesty? I'm sorry to bother you writing the invitations yourself. This is a small matter that should be done by the servants."

Qi Xinglan smiled secretly while drinking her fruit tea and said, "How can that be possible! I have to write carefully, stroke by stroke. If I let a servant do it for me, and if he is a greedy person, I will not be satisfied if his handwriting is not good."

I don’t know what the people below were thinking, they were quiet for a moment and then returned to normal.

"I was too narrow-minded. I never thought that Her Majesty the Queen would be such a considerate person." Qi Xinglan looked and saw that it was the person who had just spoken who spoke.

He said nothing.

"If you ask me, the prince in the Queen's belly will definitely take after Your Highness. It's really great to have someone so virtuous, intelligent, and good at both literature and martial arts!"

"Who said it wasn't?"

"From this perspective, our Xiyuan Hui clan also has a bright future."

Qi Xinglan took a look and vaguely remembered that her husband was the closest to Prince Ning, so she cleared her throat and said, "Yes, the king is brave and resourceful, and with a figure like Prince Ning's uncle, the Hui family will definitely be extraordinary in the future..."

Fu Wen was standing behind him on the right and couldn't help laughing when she heard what she heard. In the past, she only knew that Her Majesty the Queen was very eloquent when she talked back to the King, but she didn't know that was only half of her ability. Today, she learned something new.

When Qi Xinglan said she had a great time, she knew what to do when she saw that they were all embarrassed and didn't say anything.

"We've been talking too much nonsense just now, so why don't we just start the Hehua Banquet?"

Everyone responded.

It was not until the banquet was over and everyone had left that Qi Xinglan took off the "mask" she had worn for a day, touched her belly, and got up to go into the hall.

Fu Wen followed beside.

"Fuwen, I finally understand what power feels like."

Fuwen was puzzled.

Qi Xinglan explained: "It's the feeling that others seem to be dissatisfied with you, but have to submit to you."

Before Fuwen could digest it, he added: "But there is also a disadvantage. When the superiors face the public...why do they unconsciously put on a mask?"

"I feel that the only correct thing to do is to watch with a cold eye. Any other expression will always be misinterpreted and cause unnecessary consequences."

As she spoke, Qi Xinglan started to shake her head, "No, no, it turns out that returning to Lin has always been so difficult. Please sympathize with him for a while."

"Fu Wen, was I handsome just now?" Qi Xinglan just remembered to ask these questions.

Fu Wen carefully recalled the wonderful scene just now, and nodded vigorously to make herself look sincere enough.

Qi Xinglan picked up a piece of dried fruit and chewed it, and gave her a thumbs up. "Not bad, I'll give you a monthly salary increase this month."

"Thank you, Your Highness..."

"Lan'er." Hui Lin pushed the door open and walked in, his tone urgent.

"Your Majesty." Fu Wen saluted, but seeing that Hui Lin didn't seem to have time to pay attention to her, she gave Qi Xinglan a look and then went out silently.

"What's wrong? Why are you so flustered today?"

Qi Xinglan didn't know whether this adjective was correct, but he certainly felt that way.

After returning to the forest and sitting down, he said to him carefully: "I just received news that the Xiongnu are invading the border again. They are always invincible. We just fought a war last year, and now they are coming again."

Qi Xinglan had a premonition of something, but he still asked: "Then...Is Xiyuan going to fight again?"

Hui Lin nodded and looked at Qi Xinglan, his Adam's apple rolling as he said carefully: "This time I may have to lead the army myself..."

Qi Xinglan was stunned for a moment, then quickly regained her senses, "So... will Yan Cheng follow you?"

"Yes, and thanks to Lan'er's warning to the royal family members this morning, several of the royal uncles and cousins ​​from the side branches have donated to the military pay."

Qi Xinglan frowned, "Then..."

"Lan'er, I am confident that I can come back safely. You don't have to worry about me. I may leave tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Anyway, this happened suddenly, and there may be a lot of news from the front that I won't be able to send in time. You may not be able to get any news from me."

"Don't panic, take good care of yourself in Xidu. The army is not sure when it will return triumphantly. Maybe when I come back, your belly will be big and the lucky grass will start to move, and it may be soon."

"In short, everything is possible."

Qi Xinglan didn't even have time to say anything before she stood up and was about to leave again. "There are still a few generals waiting in the Purple Palace. We may have to discuss the battle strategy all night. Don't worry if I come back late. Go to bed early."

"I'm leaving first."

Before leaving, I kissed him as usual.