"I went to my mother's place today and stayed for most of the day..." Ma Wan smiled and said, "My mother looked better today. She was able to sit and talk to people. She also asked me to remind the prince not to work too hard on weekdays."
Li Lu smiled.
He was clearly asking her what she was doing, but she answered that she had gone to her mother's place today...
She was originally a meticulous person, not the type to answer questions without replying. However, she subconsciously did not want to deceive him with words, so she would reveal flaws in subtle ways that she could not detect.
This is what happens when a woman gives her whole heart to someone.
He said with a loving look in his eyes: "Wan'er, thank you for taking care of mother for me."
"You and I are husband and wife, how can you say such a polite thing, Prince?" Ma Wan said softly, "Speaking of hard work, Prince has been the hardest-working these days, taking care of the affairs inside and outside the palace every day..."
Nowadays, there is unrest everywhere. There are also forces gathering to cause chaos near Yizhou. Also, because it is close to the western defense line, Prince Rong's Mansion is shouldering internal and external troubles at the same time, and cannot relax for a moment.
She sent all the chaos of the day and the response of Prince Rong's Mansion in a letter home and sent it back to the capital.
However, today she received a reply letter from her grandfather, which said that the saint did not want to know these unimportant things, and that she might need to "pay more attention" in the future.
Pay more attention...
What should she do?
Her brief absence of consciousness did not escape Li Lu's eyes. He raised his hand with a smile and gently stroked her cheek: "Wan'er, what are you thinking about?"
Ma Wan came back to her senses, and her cheeks slightly blushed because of his intimate gesture: "Nothing... I was just thinking that the prince has been very hard-working these days, and he needs to eat more tonic food."
As she spoke, she realized that the hand that was gently caressing her cheek was almost cold, and she couldn't help but ask with concern, "Why are your hands so cold?"
Li Lu looked at her with a pair of smiling eyes: "I'm fine, Wan'er, you don't have to worry about me like this all the time."
Seeing this atmosphere, the maid who had just come in with Li Lu hurriedly said, "By the way, there is a tonic soup warmed up for the prince in the kitchen. Let us go and take a look."
As he said this, he gently nudged Lan Ying beside him.
Lan Ying seemed not to notice and did not move for a moment.
Seeing that she was so tactless, the maid simply reached out and pulled it.
Lan Ying wanted to play dumb, so she had no choice but to retreat with them.
After leaving the room, the maid closed the door gently and took Lan Ying to the corridor.
Lan Ying was annoyed: "Aren't you going to serve me some tonic soup? I'll get it right away."
She wanted to run as fast as she could, bring a whole pot of soup, and feed it to the prince of Rong, making him dizzy and confused, so that he could never feed his own girl with the soup again! "What soup are you bringing..." The maid pulled Lan Ying a few steps away: "The prince and the princess finally have some free time to get close to each other, sister Lan Ying, do you really not understand or..."
Hearing these harsh words, Lan Ying wished she could cover her ears.
"Or..." The maid smiled and looked at Lan Ying with a teasing look: "Sister Lan Ying, if you are willing to treat the prince, I am happy to help."
The orchid warbler was struck by lightning.
Does she have feelings for the prince?
She would be crazy to wait for a vixen who seduced her girl to this place! If she had to say she had a will, it must be to kill her! Seeing her stunned expression, the maid thought she was right, her eyes flashed, and she whispered a plan in Lan Ying's ear.
"..." Lan Ying's eyes almost popped out: "Are you asking me to climb into bed?"
Of course, she wanted to break up Prince Rong and the girl, but she definitely didn't do it by joining them! Now it was the maid's turn to be struck by lightning: "Why... Sister Lan Ying, how can you say such harsh things? You are the maid of the prince's wife's dowry, and it is reasonable for you to share the prince's wife's worries."
Lan Ying suppressed her inner turmoil and gave a dry laugh, maintaining her dignity at last: "...I think we should think more about the health of the prince."
What if he was too busy and ended up spending more than he earned, running out of energy, or even dying? "..." Hearing these overly straightforward words, the maid was speechless for a moment.
Lan Ying used the excuse of tidying up the study to get rid of the man.
As soon as she left the maid's sight, Lan Ying's face immediately fell.
Before the girl got married, she didn't approve of this marriage. She didn't like the prince of Rong, but the girl insisted on her own way and almost had a falling out with her...
Having grown up together, she couldn't bear to leave the girl. After begging for several days, the girl finally agreed to take her with her.
The girl said that Prince Rong was a close friend that was hard to find in a lifetime. His music contained a loneliness that was far away from the secular world. The girl was attracted by this loneliness. Even though he had someone else in his heart, he said that he would let it go one day.
When she talked about these things at that time, the girl's eyes were full of fascination, and there was even a hint of hidden heartache, which made her feel like splitting a headache, and she wanted to pinch the philtrum madly, no matter whether it was the girl's or her own, she felt that she needed to pinch it hard.
Thinking about her daughter, who is the daughter of the prime minister, and whose talent is not inferior to that of men, how could she be willing to marry such a sickly man, and wait for this sickly man to feel distressed and guilty——
As for where this sense of guilt came from, it was naturally because the girl thought that she was carrying an impure "mission" and could not be completely honest in front of Prince Rong...
As a servant girl of the prime minister's mansion and the maidservant of the dowry, Lan Ying was aware of this "mission".
Knowing this, she felt that the girl who had taken the initiative to accept this marriage was really foolish. It was no exaggeration to say that her girl was clearly risking her life to pity the man! She really wanted to ask God, which marriage god had arranged this bloody marriage? She dreamed of finding this red string, breaking it, biting it, and burning it with fire! Yes, she had no evidence to prove that Prince Rong had ulterior motives. She just had a prejudice against Prince Rong. She was just an ordinary maid who protected her own shortcomings. Facing the person who dragged her girl into such a bad situation, of course she had a huge prejudice!
But now that I am under someone else's roof, I have to be careful in everything I do. No matter how dissatisfied I am, I have to swallow it down.
After spending these days together, Lan Ying felt that everyone in the Prince Rong's Mansion had a lot of tricks. She didn't dare to open her mouth too wide when speaking on weekdays, for she felt that if she opened her mouth, those tricks, which were denser than sand, would choke her to death. She also didn't dare to go out easily at night, for fear that if she was not careful, she would be tripped by those tricks that were scattered everywhere and got into trouble.
For example, the maid who just encouraged her to climb into bed, no one knew who she was or what she was thinking.
Lan Ying sighed and tidied up her daughter's desk to distract herself, trying to stop herself from thinking about what her daughter and the sickly boy were doing at the moment. The thought of that scene made her feel suffocated.
…
At this moment, Li Lu gently hugged Ma Wan from behind.
Ma Wan was a little at a loss: "Prince..."
"Wan'er." The man's gentle whisper rang in her ear: "We should have a child."
Ma Wan's eyelashes trembled slightly when she heard this, and she felt uncontrollably filled with joy.
Although he treated her impeccably in their daily interactions, due to his poor health and busyness with the affairs of the palace, the two of them had very few sexual encounters in the past six months.
Should have a child...
This was the first time he took the initiative to say such words. He was a solitary person, and by saying this at this moment, did he finally accept her as his wife from the bottom of his heart?
Ma Wan trembled, closed her red eyes, and nodded gently.
Li Lu lowered his head and buried it in the scent of her neck: "Wan'er, thank you."
This was the wife he had chosen for himself as a second choice... She treated him so sincerely, and was so easy for him to control. Everything was just right.
But at this moment, when he closed his eyes, what flashed through his mind was the face that was completely out of his control.
Thinking of the marriage certificate shot back by a sharp arrow, and the figure standing on the boat under the moon that night and slowly moving away, Li Lu opened his mouth slightly and gently bit that fragrant neck.
Ma Wan's cheeks turned red. She mustered up the courage to turn around and hug him, burying her face in his arms.
…
The next morning, when Ma Wan woke up, there was a faint smile on her lips.
She turned her head to look at the peaceful sleeping face of the person beside her, and felt completely satisfied.
Last night, she could clearly feel that he had truly accepted her and took her to heart... She had made the right choice, and her true love was not in vain.
Li Lu's "acceptance" was gradual and traceable, so Ma Wan felt more and more at ease and did not have any doubts.
She stared at the sleeping face quietly for a long time, then she quietly got up, got off the bed, and carefully straightened the bed curtains.
Without disturbing the maid outside, she walked lightly to the window and carefully glanced at the quietly hanging bed curtains. Seeing no movement, she took out the letter that she had stuffed in the jade bottle yesterday.
Inside the bed curtains, Li Lu's clear eyes contained a faint smile.
Ma Wan hid the letter close to her body before starting to get dressed.
Soon, a maid heard the noise and came in to serve. Ma Wan gently reminded, "...it's still early, don't disturb the prince."
After she washed and dressed, she went to the study.
The servants in the courtyard all knew that the Crown Prince's Consort was born in the Prime Minister's Mansion, was full of scholarly air, and had the habit of reading and practicing calligraphy alone every morning.
But on this day, Ma Wan had no mood to read.
She opened the crumpled letter again and read it. Then, after thinking for a long time, she picked up her pen and wrote back.
She promised her grandfather that she would pay more attention to it in the future. But she also wanted to tell her grandfather that the Rong Palace was not as treacherous as the saints had speculated. The people in Yizhou were simple and honest, and the people lived and worked in peace. Rong Wang was kind and gentlemanly, and he was not the kind of ambitious person who would put the people of the world in danger for his own selfish interests...
Moreover, Prince Rong and the Crown Prince must know that she is the "spy" appointed by the Saint, but even so, they still treat her with respect and love, and never put their guard up... This shows that she is a person of great character, and is open and honest, and is not afraid of temptation.
Ma Wan described all of this in detail in her writing, attempting to use what she saw and felt to clear the name of the Rong Palace and dispel those suspicions.
When she put down her pen, Ma Wan let out a breath, with hope in her eyes. Perhaps, God was blessing her and was really willing to give her the best of both worlds.
Since she married into the Rong Wang Mansion, everything has been going well. Although her mother-in-law was ill, she treated her impeccably. The prince was born in the royal family, but he was not particular about details. He never asked her to follow rules and etiquette, and gave her great freedom.
And her husband had never had any quarrel with her. When he was busy, he would remind her to take good care of herself. When he was free, he would play the flute for her. If there was only one thing that made her feel sad...
It seemed to be the news about General Ning Yuan that came to his ears from time to time.
It's no wonder that someone brought it up deliberately, because the other party's deeds were too remarkable, and it's rare in the world for a woman to accomplish such a feat.
She is indeed the woman that makes him care...
She will probably never be as good as the other person.
And he will probably always keep a place for that woman in his heart...
But she had no right to blame him for anything. He had never lied to her. It was her own choice.
Besides, everything is fine now... Last night he whispered in her ear, repeatedly, that he wanted a child that belonged to him and her.
Therefore, no matter what happened in the past, he and she are destined to be confidants and husband and wife.
When they have children in the future, they will become close family members connected by blood in this world.
Ma Wan raised her hand and gently stroked her flat belly, with expectation in her eyes.
…
"Congratulations, Khan. Judging from the pulse, the queen has been pregnant for more than two months!"
The Tuyuhun royal palace located northwest of Yizhou was now filled with the sound of good news.
"Congratulations Khan!"
“…”
Tuyuhun leader Murong Yun was filled with joy at this moment. He took the queen's hand and said excitedly: "Princess... we are having a child!"
Ming Luo nodded to him and gave him a faint smile.
The man in front of her, whose emotions were clearly written on his face, was the leader of Tuyuhun, her husband, and the "talented man of both civil and military affairs" in the words of her aunt.
But my aunt was right about one thing at least. The other party treated her with great respect and did not dare to be disrespectful in the slightest.
She was Princess Gu'an of Dasheng, and had always been by the emperor's side since childhood. Tuyuhun was just a tiny country that depended on Dasheng for survival. She married into the country, and the other party should have been grateful.
She could see that he was genuinely happy that she was pregnant. He should not only be happy, but also feel honored.
Murong Yun is ten years older than her and is now in his early thirties. He already has children. His eldest son is twelve years old and his second son is seven or eight years old.
But how could those lowly bloods be compared with the blood in her belly? After everyone left, Ming Luo gently stroked her belly and whispered, "You must be a man, otherwise you will be useless to me and should not have come into this world... Remember?"
She hated this place. Compared with the great capital city of Dasheng, it was barren, desolate, barbaric and crude.
She hated Murong Yun. He was stupid and incompetent, and the fawning attitude he often showed in front of her made her sick... Not to mention Cui Jing, even those Dasheng officials who had shown kindness to her in the past were no match for him.
But she has to endure it all because she needs power.
In the past six months, she has helped Murong Yun to manage the internal affairs of Tuyuhun, and has gained some prestige among Tuyuhun officials... But for her, this is far from enough.
She will grab whatever power she can get. No one can make her fall into the mud again... Not even her aunt who abandoned her, and not even Chang Suining who disrupted and changed her destiny step by step.
Ming Luo's fingers covering her abdomen gradually tightened, and the bird feather totem embroidered on her clothes deformed between her slender fingers.
…
Early in the morning, in the capital city, a line of carriages drove out of Anyifang, passed through long streets, and went out of the capital city gate.
“Here it comes!”
Hu Huan, who had been waiting outside the city gates to see Cui Lang off, said quickly, "The Cui family's carriage is here!"
Upon hearing this, Qiao Yubai and other students of the Imperial College stepped forward immediately.
"Girl..."
As soon as Xiaoqiu returned to the carriage, she saw a hand inside the carriage quickly opening the curtain.
Xiaoqiu hurriedly helped Qiao Yumian out of the carriage.
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